Lin Jiaoyang was amused by this little fat man, but he didn't expect Ah Deng to accept a loyal little fan brother in the Yanyu clan.

"That's enough, Xuan'er, don't say it!"

The patriarch's face turned blue, and he hurriedly stopped Nan Zuxuan from continuing.

"If you don't say it, you won't let others say it, patriarch, don't play like this. The prince happily stepped on the poisonous corpses everywhere into the house, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at the patriarch and said meaningfully.

The patriarch's face kept twitching, can you just talk about this?

Look at their leisurely strolls, God... Where did this evil come from?

"That's it, Dad, don't you dare to say that I want Miss Ah Deng to die, the previous saints didn't live for three years, so they didn't believe in it, they must be dead, Miss Ah Deng went to be a saint, isn't it very dangerous?"

Nan Zuxuan spared no effort to pit his father, and his father's face turned red and white, white and black, black and red, colorful like a color palette.

"Tut, little fat man, you have a future, I'm optimistic about you. The prince shook his index finger and pointed at Nan Zuxuan, raising his eyebrows and smiling very treacherously.

When they left, the little fat man estimated that his ass was about to bloom.

"Are you saying that if you are a saint, you will die?"

Lin Jiaoyang glanced at the patriarch with a coldness in his eyes.

"Yes, can you go and save Ah Deng? But the Holy Fire Sect is too strong, you must be careful, think that my father can't beat you, maybe you will succeed." ”

The little fat man ran out from behind the patriarch with a serious expression, but he didn't notice that his father was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

"Okay, definitely. Lin Jiaoyang nodded.

Then he looked at the patriarch and said, "I wonder if the patriarch may be able to suppress the spirit Gu?"

The patriarch glared at Nan Zuxuan, but the weight of his soul made him unable to make a too fierce expression, and then looked at the jade bottle in Lin Jiaoyang's hand and shook his head.

"Soul suppression Gu, I can't solve it, only the people of the Holy Fire Sect can solve it. ”

"Can't solve it?"

Lin Jiaoyang's eyebrows frowned.

"Yes... Hmm..."The patriarch nodded, but his face was embarrassed, obviously the weight of his soul made him unable to support it.

Seeing this, Lin Jiaoyang collected the power of his soul, nodded his chin, and motioned for him to continue.

The patriarch rubbed his shoulders, and then said: "This kind of Gu is a rare child and mother Gu, only the person who holds the mother Gu can solve it, there is no other way, this kind of Gu is only available in the Holy Fire Sect." ”

"Where is the Holy Fire Cult? Also, you seem to be afraid of the Holy Fire Cult. ”

The prince said with a frown, holding the teacup.

"In Qianling Mountain, the Holy Fire Sect is a holy religion in southern Xinjiang, and the wind and rain in southern Xinjiang have been smooth for many years, all because of the blessing of the Holy Fire Sect, the prestige is very great, and no one in southern Xinjiang is not in awe. ”

The patriarch hesitated, but it was enough to grit his teeth and say.

"Holy Sect, then why did the Holy Maiden go and never return?"

Lin Jiaoyang tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"It's... I don't know, it's a secret of the Holy Fire Cult. ”

The patriarch was speechless for a moment.

"Yes, Daddy, and I have to send those children to sacrifice every year, so pitiful. ”

Nan Zuxuan, a father master, interjected again.

"And you want to give a child a sacrifice?"

The faces of the three of them sank in an instant.

"It's... It was also for the sake of the wind and rain in southern Xinjiang that one or two people were sacrificed. The patriarch saw that Lin Jiaoyang's face was not good, and he snorted.

"It's really righteous Ling Ran, I'll go and smash the Holy Fire Sect now, and see if there will be floods and droughts in your southern Xinjiang next year." ”

Lin Jiaoyang was really frightened by these people's three views.

In this bullshit world, when will sacrificing a child be exchanged for a smooth weather?

"No, this lord, for the sake of Southern Xinjiang, you can't do this..."

The patriarch hurriedly stopped.

"It's my business. ”

Lin Jiaoyang glanced at him.

"You... You are a person, you have no heart!" the patriarch pointed at Lin Jiaoyang and became angry.

"yes, I don't have a heart. Lin Jiaoyang tugged at the corners of his mouth: "King Sao, let's go." ”

Dead old man, dare to say that she has no heart.

"Let's go, see you later. The little fat man of the Sao Dynasty waved his hand.

"Hmph, patriarch, I advise you to be a person. ”

Long Xiaosheng coldly looked at the patriarch of the Yanyu clan, who was so angry that his beard was up, and said.

After saying that, the three of them went back and forth from where they came, and returned along the same road.

"You... You guys..."

The patriarch of the Yanyu clan pointed to Lin Jiaoyang's back, and was speechless for a while.

"Well, if you want to die yourself, I don't care. ”

"Daddy... Aren't we going to help them?"

Nan Zuxuan tugged at his father's sleeve and spoke weakly.

"Shut up!"

The patriarch threw an angry look over, and Nan Zuxuan immediately didn't dare to say anything.

Who are they? They are not afraid of the Holy Fire Cult, are they newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, or are they masters of art who are bold?

And if the Holy Fire Cult is really smashed, it will inevitably cause an uproar in southern Xinjiang.

After all, it's a holy religion, what should I do?

Is he going to send someone to inform the Holy Fire Cult?

The patriarch of the Yanyu clan was in a dilemma, and then saw the dense poisonous corpses in the courtyard, his eyes flashed, this ...... It's not easy to provoke on either side.

Just pretend you don't know.

When the three of them left the Yanyu Clan, they were about to rush to the Holy Fire Sect.

"Little lamb, are we going like this?"

Mo said that the Holy Fire Sect is not easy to deal with at all, it is estimated that he should know Lin Jiaoyang's news at this moment, what if he is ready to wait for them to enter the set?

"Yes. ”

"Also, you have the power of the soul to open up, and they can't escape... There seems to be no other way. The prince blinked, dispelled his doubts.

Qianling Mountain winds and circles, there is only one way up the mountain, and I don't know if the Holy Fire Sect is to convey a cold image to the world, along the way the shadows of the trees are swaying, the stars in the sky are twinkling and twinkling, and the night scene is quite beautiful.

No matter how good the surface is, it can't hide the stench inside!

"What do we do? Do we sneak in, or do we knock on the mountain gate?"

A few people lurked near the so-called Holy Fire Cult.

"After all the time, they should already know I'm coming. Lin Jiaoyang squinted his eyes and said.

"There must be a net waiting for us. ”

Long Xiaosheng said.

"Yes, let's see how to avoid the trap, we are not familiar with the Holy Fire Sect, little sheep, use your soul power to probe the inside of the Holy Fire Sect. ”

The prince nodded, touched his chin and said.

To be able to probe the situation inside, it is none other than Lin Jiaoyang's soul power.

Then he looked at Lin Jiaoyang, his eyes suddenly widened, Lin Jiaoyang, who was originally standing in place, had disappeared, and before he could react, he heard a loud noise.

Long Xiaosheng patted the prince on the shoulder and pointed to the Holy Fire Sect gate.

The prince looked at Long Xiaosheng's fingers, only to find that Lin Jiaoyang had been standing at the gate of the Holy Fire Sect at some point, and slammed the gate of the Holy Fire Sect with a slap, and the twelve holy flames lit on both sides also fell to the ground crookedly, and the fire had a faint tendency to spread.