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Chapter 277 The Seed of Divine Power

The movements of the two people pushed and pulled, which was a sign of the beginning of the dance. Although the two drivers were there, the band commander who had been resting for a long time naturally would not be in a bad mood. He quickly waved the baton in his hand, and the melodious music began to sound. When the guests who saw the dance that seemed not to belong to the world just now, they woke up like a dream, applauded warmly, walked into the dance floor with each other.

Hearing the authentic dance music, Bastiya led the monk and moved his footsteps, and in conjunction with the movement around him, the two of them seemed to have started dancing together.

Huigang didn't want to use any force under the scene surrounded by people. The other party's hand never let go. He could only start the dance with the marquis, but the monk could not see the excitement of dancing with the beauty in his eyes. Instead, he said coldly:

"You have lost the skills just now."

The Marquis Bastiya opposite did not deny this fact at all, and chuckled a few times and said:

"The Leggins family has a secret rule, that is, every generation of Ice and Sword Saint must be a girl."

The monk did not answer this sentence, and the expression on his face was still as quiet as ice. The Marquis was obviously not affected by her emotions, and he said to himself:

"I am the Ice and Snow Sword Saint of this generation!"

Huigang raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised by this fact. The only thing that was strange was that the so-called "Holy Blood Sword Saint" who fought with him at that time was the appearance and body of the so-called "Holy Blood Sword Saint", but his breath was exactly the same as the woman in front of him. Some questions couldn't help but reveal some questions in the monk's eyes.

Huigang said to Bastiya in front of him that she was the Snow Sword Saint, and she was not surprised, but the monk's eyes gradually became sharp.

"I wonder if Yalina's abnormality this morning was the cause of you?"

Although the monk's voice was calm, it contained the meaning of being undeniable. The Marquis might not have thought that when a young man faced her, he could still answer so calmly and even questioned a little angry. She replied with great interest:

"What will happen to me? Will you kill me?"

As soon as this joking statement was spoken, Bastiya felt something was wrong. She had been the top holy land of warriors for too long and had become accustomed to talking to the other party in a high tone. However, the blonde young man in front of her was not inferior in any aspect of strength and skills, and even surpassed him.

The two of them were still moving slowly with the music on the dance floor, but Bastiya already felt that she was surrounded by an extremely strong cage. She couldn't drive the fighting spirit on her body, and the cold energy on her body was blocked in her body and could not form strength.

At this time, the monk's eyes became calm when he looked at her. Among the dancers around him, he watched the two people move slowly and their postures were graceful.

He could not imagine what the internal situation of the two people was now. Slowly, Bastiya felt the warm power constantly seeping into the pores all over her body. If she were ordinary people, she would feel very comfortable with this feeling. However, the Marquis practiced the power of perpetual freezing and the cold fighting spirit.

For her, warmth means the collapse of energy in her body. This is almost incredible for the warriors of the Holy Land, but it is actually happening now.

The Marquis's face finally no longer had the indifferent chuckling. The slender hands gently placed on Huigang's shoulders tightly together, forming a sharp sword. If it were usual, this beautiful and white little hand was the sharpest sword, which would cut through everything under the sword edge.

But nothing happened now, and the Marquis found that even her strength was gradually disappearing. The fighting spirit in Bastiya's eyes turned into a kind of fear. She had never thought that she could encounter such a situation as a holy land, and that the power in her body was about to collapse.

Now the dance of the two people is Huigang holding his dance partner, preventing the other party from sagging on the ground, and the monk said coldly:

"I will turn you into ashes, how can I solve the symptoms on Yalina."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bastiya found that her body had returned to normal again. At this time, she realized that she had been at a disadvantage from beginning to end. The other party could crush her at any time. She originally thought that in this world, she could be said to be at the highest level of martial arts, wisdom, and beauty, which were so worth mentioning.

Bastiya was a little dazed. Anyone who suddenly realized that there was such a gap in front of him would feel this way.

Huigang saw that the lady in front of her was already in confusion, and coughed gently and repeated her questions. The marquis in front of her suddenly woke up, as if to shake something, she shook her head vigorously. At this time, her attitude had turned into awe and she said gently:

"Alina has the seeds of the Goddess of Ice and Snow on her body, and now it's time to get excited."

The monk's movements paused slightly, but the dance steps still did not stop. He listened to the woman in front of him and continued:

"The original seed of divine power was placed in my nephew, but for some reason he transferred the seed of divine power, the Leggins family could no longer control him. It can only be said that this matter may be related to the massacre of the Kovitz family that seized the "Sacred Blood Sword".

"A year ago, the seeds of divine power were about to sprout, but we found that the host body of the Ice and Snow Goddess was on Yalina for some reason, so we had to catch her back."

The monk asked coldly:

“What happens after germination?”

"The seeds of divine power will absorb nutrients from the host's body and maintain dignity until the host cannot provide it. Then they will look for a second host. Originally, when Alina was in Donne City, she was about to transform, but your appearance inexplicably delayed the time when the Ice and Snow Goddess was looking for the next host. She actually woke up and came to this city with the seeds of divine power, so I followed her."

Hearing this, the monk was shocked. The woman in front of him meant that Yalina was about to die. He was not worried about the goddess of ice and snow, but the people around him lost their lives inexplicably, which he could not allow. Huigang suddenly stopped and stood there, looking at Bastiya in front of him, the stern meaning in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He did not believe what the Marquis said now.

Bastiya looked at the expression in the eyes of the monk in front of her, and felt panic. Suddenly there was a noise around her. It turned out that the dance music had ended at this time. All the dance partners ended their dance and walked downwards. Everyone who passed by Huigang and the Marquis were smiling and greeting, praising the visual enjoyment that their beautiful dance brought to everyone just now. Naturally, everyone would not know that it was a thrilling battle.

Perhaps it was the most powerful martial arts battle in the world. Bastiya wanted to return to her seat, but the eyes in front of her seemed to be as substantial as they were staring at her. The Marquis dared not move around. Perhaps it was after a little time that the Marquis suddenly spoke:

"There are two solutions. One is to make the next host of the divine power seed in Yalina's body a person who can possess the divine power."

The monk did not answer her words, and the Marquis continued with embarrassment:

"Only when you meet someone who can truly possess you, you can grow, restore your true divine power or become strong. There is such a girl around you. She is the inheritance of the blood of the natural goddess, and she can carry the seeds of divine power..."

The Marquis suddenly stopped her words because she saw the other party reaching out to grab her. Although it was just a simple matter, she dared not dodge because of the accumulated power just now, but she felt despair in her heart, knowing that what she said had violated the other party's most taboo.

But I didn't expect that the other party just pulled her. It turned out that the people on the dance floor had almost gone away. Now the figure was only left with Huigang and the Marquis. The two stood in the middle and whispered in whispering face to face, making the people around them look quite ambiguous now.

What's more, the Marquis's words just now had an unfinished meaning, and the monk did not want to stand in the center and was stared at by everyone's curious eyes.

Bastiya no longer had the arrogance and coldness he had just now, but lowered her head and walked back to Feier and Nice's seats with the monk. The person in this seat, Henry, had a little stunning look, but more of them were also vigilant. Feier's eyes next to her were full of hostility.

Nice was confused, and the eyes of Leona sitting next to her were full of complexity.

Henry and Feier next to him vaguely talked about the seeds of divine power that Huigang and the Marquis talked about. Henry and Feier were both smart and alert people, and they joined forces with the strange phenomena of Alina in their family. They vaguely understood in their hearts that this might be the reason.

Huigang didn't care about the surroundings, and asked Bastiya, who was uncomfortable sitting there, and said:

“What is the second method?”

The Marquis was there and said:
Chapter completed!
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