Chapter 1903 Am I, Lou Qianxue, Really a Soft Persimmon?

"You! You are all from Xuantian Continent, why are you so selfish?"

The Holy Tower disciples angrily contradicted Lou Qianxue.

"You people are so funny. You didn't let me take away Yuan Haomiao's holy luck before, and now you ask me to give it to Yuan Haomiao... You keep saying it's for the sake of justice, and you say I'm selfish... In the final analysis, who is really selfish? ? Who are you outsiders to decide how to use my fortune? Don’t you just want to push Yuan Haomiao to the white jade chair so that you can make achievements and bring glory to the Holy Tower?"

A sarcastic smile flashed across Lou Qianxue's lips: "Let me guess, if you get on the white jade chair and achieve impressive results, after the battle for the Holy Son is over, the Holy Tower will definitely give you a lot of rewards, right?"

"On the other hand, if you can't get on the White Jade Seat, you will be considered useless in the eyes of the powerful in the Holy Tower, and you may even be punished by thunder, right?"

Lou Qianxue said in a fluttering tone, but the content of her words was like a heavy hammer, hitting their hearts hard!

"It's really ridiculous. You are incapable of winning that honor, and you are not qualified to plunder the holy luck... so you use your righteousness and selfishness to suppress me... Why, do you think that I, Lou Qianxue, am easy to bully?"

She revealed the most secret and invisible thoughts in the hearts of the disciples of the Holy Tower in front of everyone. Their faces were extremely ugly, turning green and white, and they were filled with shame. They felt that Lou Qianxue was rubbing their faces on the ground.

"Some things can be repeated over and over again, but not again. I was too lazy to pay attention to you before, but my patience is limited. Now - you, either get out or shut up!"

There was silence.

No one spoke again.

After Mu Zhanfeng finished absorbing the Holy Luck, Lou Qianxue's eyes passed over Jinghang and the others: "Let's go."

The disciples of the Holy Tower, who had been told by her before that they could not hold their heads up and were extremely ashamed, suddenly opened their eyes when they saw this.

Yuan Haomiao spoke in a hoarse voice: "Lou Qianxue, you are indeed very powerful, but in order to show your own greatness, you belittle us. You are going a bit too far."

Lou Qianxue frowned slightly, feeling a little disgusted with Yuan Haomiao.

Did she say those words to show how powerful she was? She was obviously being reasonable. The people in this Holy Tower were probably all mentally ill.

"Besides, you shouldn't let them go."

Lou Qianxue's cold eyes fell on him, their eyes were sharp, and there was a vague murderous intention emerging.

"You can only sit on one white jade chair by yourself, but there are five saints from Shengxuan Continent, and they can sit on five white jade seats... If you really want to keep our reputation in Tianxuan Continent, you can It's time to kill them!" Yuan Haomiao said righteously: "Kill them, they will not be able to get on the white jade chair, and we, Tianxuan Continent, will not become a laughing stock!"

"Tsk, before you asked me to give you the Holy Luck, and now you order me to kill people... Is Lou Qianxue really a soft persimmon?"

Otherwise, why would these people always be so self-righteous that they help her make the decision?

"But... you were able to kill two or three people before. Why didn't you do it? Now you let me do it? Why?" Lou Qianxue never thought of killing these five people from Shengxuan Continent. Speaking of which, she saw The five saint sons of Shengxuan Continent are more pleasing to the eye than Yuan Haomiao.

Moreover, before she was chased by Yuan Haomiao, the five people helped her block Yuan Haomiao. Although the other party did not intend to help her, she had accepted the love that day and naturally had to return it.