Chapter 1876: Forced to Marry

Lin Fei was on the street, asking others about the Nanhai Sect.

"What? You don't even know about the Nanhai Sect? You are not from our Nanling people!"

The people who were asked by Lin Fei all had very exaggerated expressions and seemed very shocked that there were still people who didn't know about the Nanhai Sect.

After some inquiring, Lin Fei also had a general understanding of the Nanling Sect.

It turns out that the Nanhai Sect is a top-notch sect in Nanling.

There are countless sects of various sizes in Nanling, but the strength of Nanhai Sect is definitely among the top three!

"Well, it seems that this Nanhai sect is so powerful, but fortunately, it doesn't have the power of the Immortal Realm."

Lin Fei secretly thought in his heart.

Among the Holy Continent, Dongyu, Xihuang, Nanling, Beiyuan, and Zhongshengzhou, only Zhongshengzhou has powerful beings with the power to transform into immortals. The other four continents do not have them.

With Lin Fei's current strength and trump card, coupled with Lu Qi, Lin Fei naturally has the confidence to try out the Nanhai Sect.

After Lin Fei found out the location of the Nanhai Sect's headquarters, he rushed all the way there.

at this time.

Nanling, the headquarters of the Nanhai Sect.

There are huge mountains here, criss-crossing each other, blocked by clouds and fog all year round, full of spiritual energy, and very mysterious.

On top of one of the mountains.

Ancient vines accompany old trees, small bridges and flowing water, and the graceful and meandering mountains are winding and circling, like a sleeping dragon crawling on the earth.

Faintly, in the sky and on the ground, there are bursts of Zen chanting. In the void, there are various visions, which are constantly being born, such as auspicious clouds and auspicious energy, divine treasures, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotuses emerging from the ground.

Looking from a distance, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining brightly, and the mountains seem to be bathed in the divine glory of bursts of Buddha's light, which makes people feel awe.

At this time, on top of a beautiful and rounded mountain peak, halfway up the mountain.

These terraced medicinal fields, with criss-crossing streets and colorful butterflies flying, are as beautiful as a poetic scroll.

Countless high-level medicinal herbs are planted on each layer of the trapezoidal medicinal field.

The fragrance of medicine fills the field.

On one level of this terraced field, there were two breathtakingly beautiful women, standing together in silence.

If Lin Fei were here, he would find that these two extraordinary beautiful women are his two last wives, Rong'er and Wan'er!

At this time, the two women, Rong'er and Wan'er, were leaning on each other.

Both of them had obvious tear stains on their delicate faces, their beautiful eyes were slightly swollen, and their expressions were sad, sad, angry, longing, helpless... The expressions of both of them were very complicated.

"Sister Rong, I miss the little beggar so much. How about we leave secretly and go back to Yuanwu Realm to find him."

Wan'er's voice was sad and resentful.

The little beggar she was talking about was naturally Lin Fei.

This was the name she used to call Lin Fei when she first met him. Later, she became more comfortable with the name. Even when she became Lin Fei's last wife, she couldn't change her name, so Lin Fei had no choice but to let her.

"Now, the sect has heavily monitored the two of us. With our current strength, there is no way we can leave.

Besides, even if we leave the headquarters, with the strength of our Nanhai Faction, it is estimated that we will not be able to escape from Nanling.

Moreover, even if we escape from Nanling, how will we get back to Yuanwu Realm?

Back then, Elder Ruan took us to the Holy Continent through a special space passage.

Without Elder Ruan's guidance, it would have been impossible for us to find that spatial passage again, return to the Yuanwu Realm, and reunite with Lin Fei. "

Rong'er shook her head slightly and sighed slightly.

"Rong'er, do we really want to marry that young master from the Zhao family together? I don't want to marry him. I heard that he is a romantic man and has played with so many women!"

Wan'er said.

"I am the wife of the little beggar. I am his person in life and his ghost in death. It is impossible for me to marry anyone else in this life. Sister Rong, please think of a way."

Wan'er shook Rong'er's jade arm.

However, Rong'er just sighed softly, not knowing what to say in reply.

Wan'er seemed to understand the situation in front of her, and soon became quiet. She looked towards the horizon. In her sad beautiful eyes, there were traces of longing, as well as the girl's special prayers and fantasies.

"I don't know why, but I keep dreaming about the little beggar recently. In the dream, the little beggar descends from the sky with his feet on colorful auspicious clouds. He is majestic and invincible, and beats everyone who bullies our two sisters to death.

Then, take us back to Yuanwu Realm. "

Wan'er looked at the horizon and murmured to herself, seeming to have fallen into a sweet dream again.

Rong'er turned her head and looked at Wan'er who seemed to be in a dream, as if she was intoxicated. She couldn't help but shed tears on her delicate and charming face.

"Hmph, you two bitches are thinking about your so-called lowly first fiancés from the low-level world again.

I really admire you.

Young Master Zhao has a noble status and is the only son of the current head of the Zhao family. It is a blessing that you have cultivated for many lifetimes for him to like you two. Don't be ungrateful. "

Three figures descended from the sky and landed on the terraced fields.

"Ah? Elder Ruan, two senior sisters..."

Rong'er and Wan'er stood up together, with frightened expressions.

Three people came, a middle-aged nun, and two young female disciples following the nun.

The speaker was one of the female disciples. She was about 22 or 23 years old, tall and pretty, with thin lips and a somewhat cold temperament.

"Listen, you two bitches, get ready. The day after tomorrow, the head of the Zhao family will come to pick you up with the young master of the Zhao family. From now on, it is a foregone conclusion that you will marry into the Zhao family. Forget about the one you are always thinking about. You must be a lowly fiancé.”

The woman with thin lips continued.

The way she looked at Rong'er and Wan'er seemed a little jealous.

"Being able to marry the young master of the Zhao family is a dream that many women in this land of Nanling dream of. However, why did this kind of good luck fall on these two bitches?

If the young master of the Zhao family is interested in me, how great would it be? He can immediately become the young mistress of a powerful family, which is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step and saving many years of struggle! "

The female disciple thought unwillingly in her heart, filled with anger.

"Elder Ruan, we can't marry the young master of the Zhao family. You know that we already have a fiance.

Moreover, Elder Ruan, when you brought us to the Nanhai Sect, you took a fancy to our Mingxin Buddha Body and asked us to practice hard and achieve success in martial arts.

Why are we forced to get married now? "

Wan'er suddenly said to the middle-aged nun.

"Elder Ruan, please help us beg for mercy. We really don't want to marry that young master of the Zhao family..."

Rong'er also pleaded with Elder Ruan.

"Rong'er, Wan'er, I'm sorry, this matter is not up to me, it's the head's decision.

To be honest, the leader wants something from the Zhao family, so you should marry with peace of mind.

It can be regarded as making a due contribution to our Nanhai faction. "

The middle-aged nun shook her head and showed an apologetic expression.