When Mo Lingquan and his party returned to the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the high-level officials of the Hidden Sword Pavilion were gathering together to discuss the major events that had happened during this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Qiao can't afford it, what else do you have to say. ”

In the Hidden Sword Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion, Dugu looked at the purple-robed middle-aged man below with an angry face.

"The subordinates have nothing to say!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man with a rough face below looked guilty.

"I need an explanation?"

Dugu frowned slightly, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Wrong is wrong, right is right! There is nothing to justify the subordinates. ”

The purple-robed middle-aged man looked at Dugu with a calm face.

"Where's she?"

Dugu had a calm face.

"Gone!"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe had a bitter face.

"Where's the hidden killing?"

Dugu glanced at Qiao Bu, the elder of the Hidden Sword Pavilion who was kneeling down, and his face was gloomy.

"Pavilion Master!"

A masked man in a black power suit appeared behind Duguyi, without revealing any breath on his body. But it made the high-level leaders of the Hidden Sword Pavilion present feel a palpitation.

"Did you find it?"

Dulone's voice was low.

"No! The other party seemed to disappear into thin air. ”

The man lowered his head and spoke in a flat tone that made it impossible to guess what was in his mind.

"Pavilion Master, although Elder Qiao has made a big mistake, he has been diligent in the Hidden Sword Pavilion all these years, please..."

The Great Elder ****, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Great Elder, what do you think? This is the talent of the four rookie lists. ”

Dugu had a gloomy face.

"Don't forget, there is one person in it who is the descendant of Zhao Tinglan, the Marquis of Dingguo. ”

Without waiting for the Great Elder **** to answer, Dugu reminded.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a conspiracy. ”

The Great Elder **** frowned, but he didn't want to give up.

"Great Elder, the four of Lingyun have returned, and this matter is better to be handled by the parties. ”

At this time, a disciple came to Dugu's side and whispered that the four of Lingyun had arrived outside the Yijian Pavilion.

"Hey..."

The Great Elder **** sighed and was silent.

"Ling Yun, you must already know what happened, how to deal with it, as the person concerned, you have the most right to speak. ”

Dugu glanced at the Great Elder **** and said.

"Big brother..."

Ling Yun took a step forward and was about to speak, but was stopped by Mo Lingquan.

"Mo Lingquan, what do you mean. ”

An elder in a purple robe stood up, it was none other than Elder Zhao who had been targeting Mo Lingquan, he was the old school that belonged to the Great Elder.

"Zhao Changfeng, what do you mean by targeting the second brother everywhere?"

Ling Yun took a step forward, and a fierce momentum erupted from his body.

The Great Elder **** closed his eyes helplessly, and at this time, he was still targeting Mo Lingquan, which was really hopeless.

"I..."

Zhao Changfeng glanced at the Great Elder ****, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he chose to remain silent.

"Enough..."

A figure appeared above the main hall, it was Ling Yun's great-grandfather, Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo.

"How long are you going to make trouble? rules, rules. Rules are dead, people are alive, is it because of some broken rules to turn away a genius who is loyal to the teacher. ”

Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo looked at the Great Elder **** and his party with an angry face, and his eyes did not hide his disgust.

"Great-grandfather..."

Ling Yun looked at Ling Junzhuo with a cramped expression, since he could remember, he had never seen his great-grandfather get so angry, although he was very strict with himself on weekdays.

"Your kid isn't very good at kung fu, but his ability to make friends is not bad. ”

Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo turned his head and looked at Ling Yun with a loving expression.

"Little guy, I am your backer for today's matter, if anyone has an opinion, first ask me if the Qingfeng Sword in Ling Junzhuo's hand agrees. ”

Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face, the more he looked at this second brother who was befriended by his great-grandson, the more satisfied he became.

"Elder, the pavilion master is discussing major matters in the door, explaining..."

"Get out of the way..."

Before the guards guarding the Yijian Pavilion could finish speaking, the gate of the Yijian Pavilion was directly kicked away.

In the stunned gaze of a group of people, the nine purple-robed elders guarding the Yijian Tower broke in.

"Alone, hand over that bastard to me. If you don't give the nine of us an explanation today, it's not over. ”

Mo Jiu looked at the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master Du Du with an arrogant face, his clothes were bulging, and his white hair was windless.

The atmosphere in the Yijian Pavilion was extremely depressing for a while.

Behind him, the eight elders guarding the Sword Tower also looked at everyone present with angry faces, and suddenly their eyes fell on Mo Lingquan in the field, and the tense atmosphere on the scene suddenly relaxed.

"Mo Jiu, what should you be guilty of trespassing on the Yijian Pavilion and injuring the guards and disciples, so despise the Hidden Sword Pavilion and ignore the agreement of the ancestors?"

With a gloomy face, he looked at Mo Jiu and the others in an unkind tone.

"Fart, it's true that Momen is attached to the Hidden Sword Pavilion, but if it is because of this, my descendants deserve to be bullied by you?"

The momentum on Mo Jiu's body rose sharply, and there was a posture of drawing swords against each other if he didn't agree with him.

"Is that the case?"

Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo chuckled in his heart, in the eyes of others, the nine sons of Momen who guarded the Yi Sword Tower were only attached to the Hidden Sword Pavilion, but he clearly understood the forces represented behind these nine people.

"You're spewing blood!"

Ling Junzhuo's eyes made Qiao Ziqi completely unable to sit still.

"Ling Quan, take out your identity token and let him see it. ”

Regardless of whether Dugu agreed or not, Mo Jiu looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face and said.

"What..."

Mo Lingquan, who was already confused, was completely dumbfounded.

"It's that you broke through the ninth floor of the Sword Tower, and the old man gave you an identity token. ”

Mo Jiu's snow-white eyebrows raised, and he looked at Dugu with a smug expression.

"What? Break into the nine-story Yijian Tower. ”

At this time, even Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo was not calm, and he knew better than anyone what this meant.

"Yes..."

Dugu looked helpless.

"Didn't you take him as an apprentice?"

Ling Junzhuo's gaze at Dugu was already very dissatisfied.

"The Great Elder thought that he had not passed the assessment of the master and did not conform to the rules, so he had not been able to formally worship his disciples, and he could only be regarded as a registered disciple. ”

Dugu was ready to meet Ling Junzhuo's thunderous fury.

"****! It's you again..."

Ling Junzhuo's eyes were full of anger when he looked at ****.

"Elder Taishang, I don't know if I should give the nine of us an explanation?"

Mo Jiu looked at Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo and sneered.

"The old man said that today's matter will be handled by Mo Lingquan with full authority. As for the matter of apprenticeship, it is naturally up to him to have the final say. ”

Supreme Elder Ling Junzhuo glanced at **** indifferently.

"Ling Junzhuo, what do you mean by this?"

Mo Jiu looked at Ling Junzhuo with an angry face, and the aura on his body fluctuated, obviously extremely angry.

"Mo Lingquan is already a lone disciple, and it is unreasonable for you to accept him as a disciple again. ”

Ling Junzhuo felt that his old face was a little red.

"Ling Junzhuo, don't talk nonsense, the pavilion master also said it just now, it's just a registered disciple, when the nine of us in the Yijian Tower accepted Mo Lingquan as an apprentice that day, the pavilion master was also present, and he didn't object. ”

Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Junzhuo with a displeased expression. The atmosphere of the scene became delicate for a while.