Hearing Sect Master Ying's words, everyone in Muyun Sect suddenly turned gloomy.

Before, this Ying Shao Sect Master didn't say that there was the existence of the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion behind him.

"Oh?" The white-shirted young man from the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion looked at Xia Xun, Mu Yunmen and the others, and his gaze lingered on Master Du's body for a moment.

Then, the white-shirted young man asked Mu Qingtong again, "What concerns does Master Mu have this time, my Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion is led by two elders of the Soul Refining Realm, you Mu Yunmen don't have to worry." ”

"Two Soul Refining Realm Elders!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

Mu Qingtong couldn't help but stare at the white-shirted young man, the power of the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion was too huge in the Shen Star Realm, and before such a behemoth, they Mu Yunmen had no right to speak at all.

After the young man in white shirt finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to wait for Mu Qingtong's reply, but took a few people next to him to sit down on the side.

Looking at Mu Qingtong, the eyes of the young man in white squinted slightly, but the fiery meaning in his eyes was even worse, and his eyes kept looking at Mu Qingtong's body, revealing a touch of greed.

It can be said that from the very beginning, the young man in the white shirt came for Mu Qingtong, and the small Duyun Gate was nothing to them, and their invitation, Mu Yunmen naturally couldn't refuse.

"Master Mu, don't answer Senior Brother Ding's words quickly, Senior Brother Ding is a disciple of the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion, but he has a lot of things to deal with!" At this time, the Young Sect Master Ying on the side urged Mu Qingtong.

The white-shirted young man waved his hand and said, "There is no need to urge Lord Mumen, I think Lord Mumen has his own decision in his heart, speaking of which, if Lord Mumen does not dislike it, then I would like to invite Lord Mumen to meet with the elders of our Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion!"

In the surrounding area, someone had already noticed what was happening here in Muyunmen, and when they heard the words of the young man in white shirt, their eyes suddenly showed envy.

If he could meet the elders of the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion, then Mu Yunmen would be under the protection of the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion from now on.

There were also some female martial artists around looking at Mu Qingtong, and secretly sighed in their hearts that they didn't have Mu Qingtong's appearance, otherwise they could also attract the disciples of the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion.

Xia Xun sat aside and quietly looked at everything in front of him, he sneered in his heart, this young man in white shirt and the young sect master of Ying sang with a white face and a red face, which was actually equivalent to coercion and temptation to Mu Qingtong!

However, Xia Xun didn't plan to make a move for a while, he wanted to see how Mu Qingtong would deal with it.

If Mu Qingtong is just like this and obedient to these people, then Xia Xun will immediately leave with Mu Qingtong's jewelry, and he will leave Mu Qingtong with enough compensation, but he will definitely not care about Mu Yunmen's future affairs.

After the young man in the white shirt finished speaking, he got up and walked to the table and chair where Mu Qingtong, Xia Xun, and Du Honghai were, and sat down by himself.

"Lord Mumen need not be worried. Noticing the hesitation in Mu Qingtong's eyes, the young man in white shirt smiled indifferently, and there was a hint of obscenity in his eyes, and he slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards Mu Qingtong's white jade hand.

But as soon as the young man in the white shirt stretched out his hand, Mu Qingtong hurriedly withdrew his hand, making the young man in the white shirt catch the void.

"Senior Brother Ding, please respect yourself!" Mu Qingtong stood up like a frightened kitten, she looked at Master Du and Xia Xun, and her beautiful eyes showed a hint of asking for help.

The young man in the white shirt didn't show any shame on his face, he just looked at Mu Qingtong lightly, as if he was enjoying the current cat-and-mouse pleasure!

In the eyes of the young man in white shirts, Mu Qingtong is now in his pocket, no matter how unwilling Mu Yunmen is, he will not dare to disobey the meaning of the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion!

"Junior, Mu Yunmen does not accept your invitation, the old man has decided on behalf of Mu Yunmen!" At this time, Master Du said lightly.

"Oh?" The young man in white looked at Master Du, he glanced at the Young Sect Master Ying on the side, but he smiled slightly, and said to Master Du: "I haven't heard that Muyunmen has the strength of his predecessors, I think it should be the Elder Keqing invited by Muyunmen, right?"

Master Du's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "So what?"

"Seniors have such a realm, how can they be in a corner? If the seniors are willing, my Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion would like to invite my seniors to come to my Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion as a guest Elder Qing!" said the white-shirted young man slowly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingtong trembled slightly, she looked at Master Du, and her eyes showed a deep sense of apprehension.

With a solicitation by such a huge force as the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion, even if it is a fifth-grade alchemist, I am afraid it will be difficult to refuse!

Mu Qingtong looked at Xia Xun again, thinking in her heart, I don't know what this senior will do?

The white-shirted young man's face showed a smile of control, he had already seen that this quasi-soul refining realm martial artist should be Mu Qingtong's source of confidence.

Now that he proposed such conditions, ordinary people would naturally not refuse, and if Du Honghai joined their Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion, then Mu Qingtong would not have the slightest reliance!

But the next moment, when he heard Du Honghai's voice, the face of the young man in white shirt suddenly froze.

"I'm not interested!" Du Honghai said lightly.

"Senior, we are the Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion!" the white-shirted young man hurriedly said.

"Why, didn't you understand the old man's words?" Du Honghai's face became unkind.

The young man in the white shirt was stunned, he originally thought that Du Honghai was just a guest invited by Mu Qingtong, but now it seems that this Du Honghai should have something to do with Mu Yunmen.

Then, the white-shirted young man looked at Mu Qingtong again and said, "Master Mumen, I don't know if you can think about it, even if I can afford to wait, our people from the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion don't have much time!"

After speaking, the white-shirted young man said to Du Honghai again: "If the seniors think that my invitation is inappropriate, I can ask the Elder of the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion to personally invite you!"

The words of the white-shirted young man already revealed a threatening meaning, with the presence of a Soul Refining Realm martial artist, Mu Yunmen would not be able to resist the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion no matter what.

"Our Elder Ding of the Extreme Cold Sword Pavilion is Senior Brother Ding's grandfather, if Senior Brother Ding has a few kind words for you, it will be an opportunity for your entire Muyun Sect. At this time, the other people around the young man in the white shirt also sneered.

"Master Mumen, why don't you follow me to meet the elders of my Extremely Cold Sword Pavilion first?" The smile on the face of the white-shirted young man did not change, and he slowly stretched out a hand towards Mu Qingtong.

In the eyes of the young man in the white shirt, there was a deep sense of banter.

Before, the young man in the white shirt wanted to take the opportunity to grab Mu Qingtong's hand, but Mu Qingtong avoided it, so now, he asked Mu Qingtong to hand it over by himself!

(End of chapter)