Lan Miaomiao said in a deep voice: "Zhongsun Wubian was originally the original head of the Fenghai Sword Sect in the cultivation realm, and Zhang Jun was originally his apprentice. ”

Is there anything wrong with saving your own apprentice?

Lan Miaomiao continued: "I don't think there's a problem, so let's send Zhongsun Wubian back to the Phantom Demon Mansion first." ”

He doesn't have to be the commander-in-chief for now, just choose someone else.

After listening to Lan Miaomiao's understatement decision, several magicians were a little helpless.

Zhongsun Wubian indirectly harmed a few masters of the Phantom Demon Clan, and Lan Miaomiao actually dealt with it like this.

Isn't it too sloppy, too cheap, that Zhongsun Wubian?

If you are not the commander-in-chief, and then send it back to the Phantom Mansion, this is not to deal with Zhongsun Wubian, it is like protecting Zhongsun Wubian.

Of course, the Great Demon was not reconciled, and it risked Lan Miaomiao's anger.

"Grandma Illusion Saint, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, all the Illusion Demon Clans know about this matter, let go of Zhongsun Wubian, I'm afraid everyone won't agree, it's not good to point fingers behind your back. ”

Kindness?

Who would dare not say yes?

"Whoever has an idea, call it to come to me and say!" Lan Miaomiao stretched her face.

She gave the Great Warlock a few blank eyes, displeased.

"I know what you guys think, there must be someone behind you scolding that for the sake of a dead old man in the cultivation world, he doesn't even care about the safety of the Phantom Demon Clan, right?"

"Grandma, don't say that, no one dares to scold you like this, it is because of you, Grandma, that the Phantom Demon Clan can enter the cultivation world, and your merits are immeasurable. ”

The Great Warlock threw out a round of praise, but it didn't want to let go of Zhongsun Wubian.

"However, do you want to teach Zhongsun Wubian a lesson, otherwise, I am afraid that others will gossip, and everyone will not be convinced. ”

The Great Demon Salute sincerely as he spoke: "Grandma Illusion Saint, please think about it again, everyone will not be convinced." ”

The others did the same.

"Please, Grandma Illusion Saint decides. ”

"Decision? What do you want me to decide? Didn't I just make it clear? Are you deaf?"

Lan Miaomiao was displeased, staring at a few aggressive guys.

Of course, Lan Miaomiao knew that several people wanted to kill Zhongsun Wubian, and of course she wouldn't give the other party a chance.

"Someone dares to say irresponsible things, tell them to shut up and endure it!" Lan Miaomiao stretched her face, and her eyes were a lot colder.

"Don't forget, I'm the Phantom Saint of the Phantom Demon Clan! If you dare not listen to me, it's one word, death!"

"Alright, if there's nothing else to do, let's go down!"

Lan Miaomiao turned her head and ignored a few people, not wanting to discuss anymore, there was nothing to discuss.

Of course, a few people didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Lan Miaomiao would slap herself to death in anger, so they had to walk out of the hall honestly.

After a few people left, Lan Miaomiao was also very embarrassed, and the subordinate people forced themselves to dispose of Zhongsun Wubian, but they had affection for Zhongsun Wubian.

However, she herself is the Illusory Saint Aunt, and her words are the Holy Decree.

……

At this time, Zhang Jun and Yue Lele were resting.

Suddenly, the god Liu contacted Zhang Jun.

Counting God Liu directly asked about the situation of the fairy sword.

The arithmetic god Liu told Zhang Jun that he had learned through the intelligence network of the Immortal Calculation Society that the sword had been snatched by Xu Linyou.

At the same time the pamphlet was obtained by a minor friar.

After listening to this, Zhang Jun's heart tightened.

Secretly, this is not easy to do: "The fairy sword was actually won by Xu Linyou's old guy!"

But who is the little friar?

Counting God Liu explained, the little monk was an immortal-level master, with extraordinary talent and a very high cultivation.

Many years ago, after that kid went to Immortal Grass Mountain and grabbed a fairy grass, his cultivation soared to the level of the immortal rank.

"It's so greasy, that kid is lucky!" Zhang Jun admired, and then asked where the kid was Liu.

Calculation God Liu shook his head, this is not easy to do, ordinary master-level monks, even the internal organization of his Immortal Calculation Society, it is difficult to find where the other party has been haunted, because the monks are swimming all day long, and they can appear in all corners of the cultivation world.

Zhang Jun continued to ask how the situation of the Divine Liu Phantom Demon Clan was.

A few days ago, Zhang Jun couldn't find Zhongsun Wubian, so he vaguely felt that Zhongsun Wubian was afraid that something was happening.

Arithmetic God Liu shook his head and sighed: "Hey, Zhongsun Wubian was caught in prison by that Qian Hebiao magician, and his mana is disabled, I'm afraid it's not a good thing, with Qian Hebiao's actions, Zhongsun Wubian will definitely be killed." ”

"What? Zhongsun Wubian has been arrested?"

When Zhang Jun heard this, his heart tightened.

Stinky shameless money table, shameless!

Unexpected, though.

Qian Hebiao didn't immediately kill Zhongsun Wubian, Qian Hebiao's temper was unbearable.

Zhang Jun was worried about Zhongsun Wubian, and he didn't know how Qian Hebiao would torture his master.

During this time, the god Liu was very happy, the phantom demon clan entered the cultivation world, the Shining Star faction and the decent people fought, the immortal calculation society could watch a good show, and the god Liu had a leisurely life these days, which was very comfortable.

After Zhang Jun pondered for a long time, he planned to go to the Shining Star Sect first to regain the Immortal Sword from Xu Linyou's hands.

As for Zhongsun Wubian, because Lan Miaomiao will try her best to protect Zhongsun Wubian, Zhang Jun is not too worried.

……

Inside the prison in the Wind Sea Sword Sect.

Zhongsun Wubian was tortured enough, he had been tortured a lot in the past few days, but he endured it all.

Soon, Qian Hebiao stretched his face and walked in, he glared at Zhongsun Wubian.

"How is it, Zhongsun Wubian, isn't it very comfortable these days?" Qian Hebiao stared at Zhongsun Wubian.

When he saw Zhongsun suffering boundlessly, he couldn't have been happier in his heart.

"The result of your disposition has come down, and the Phantom Saint Grandma ordered me to kill you!"

Zhongsun Wubian just smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Okay, you are a little nimble with your hands and feet, stab me to death with a sword!"

Qian Hebiao was not happy, he stared at Zhongsun Wubian for a long time.

You're an old immortal, and you're hard-mouthed!

"Why don't you beg me for mercy, and if you coax you, I can stab you to death with a few swords. ”

"I don't need to beg for mercy. Zhongsun Wubian disagreed.

"Damn!" Qian Hebiao was furious.

Qian Hebiao had just received an order from the aunt and grandmother of the Phantom Demon Mansion, but it didn't expect that it was going to send Zhongsun Wubian back to the Phantom Mansion.

Don't even kill Zhongsun Wubian!

Damn, the money is so angry, I hate it!

Several of his master's subordinates were gone, and in the end, the culprit Zhongsun Wubian had nothing to do!

Qian Hebiao was just planning to scare Zhongsun Wubian into peeing his pants, but he didn't expect that Zhongsun Wubian, the old guy, was not afraid of death.

"Grandma, I'm!"

Qian Hebiao shouted, and casually gave Zhongsun Wubian several punches, so that Zhongsun Wubian only muffled a few times.

Qian Hebiao hesitated, should he kill this Zhongsun Wubian.

Will Lan Miaomiao blame herself?

After pondering for a long time, Qian Hebiao said unhappily: "Grandma Illusion Saint doesn't want to kill you old immortal guy!"

Of course, Zhongsun Wubian knew that Lan Miaomiao would not order to kill him.