Xiu was indifferent to Wen Qiang's words, and his tone was cold, "If Miss Wen wants to learn, why don't you let me and the girl make a move" This woman was full of hostility towards Mo Lian, and Xiu was already thinking about how to make this woman disappear without involving him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Qiang was stimulated by Xiu's attitude, thinking that she was the senior sister of the Netherworld, and she was flattered by the disciples in the sect, and she was also politely conceded because of her identity outside, Xiu's attitude of not taking her seriously at all really made her angry, "What I want to challenge is Mo Lian, if she doesn't have the courage to fight, let her admit defeat in front of everyone......" Before the words were finished, a large spiritual pressure poured towards Wen Qiang, Wen Qiang felt it and resisted with her own spiritual pressure, but soon she found that her spiritual pressure was actually at a disadvantage, even if it was a heaven-level high-level spiritual master, the spiritual pressure should be comparable to her, but now there is a tendency to collapse, Wen Qiang's forehead has appeared fine sweat, obviously her spiritual pressure is very difficult to resist the spiritual pressure of cultivation.

"Wen Qiang" During the confrontation between the two, a man's voice broke their confrontation, and Xiu saw that the person who came withdrew the spiritual pressure, and as soon as the other party's spiritual pressure disappeared, Wen Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and gasped. She looked up at the person who came, a little stunned in her heart, and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, "Senior Brother Ling", the man who was called Senior Brother Ling by Wen Qiang, was followed by two disciples.

This person's name is Ling Jun, wearing a dark robe, a hosta crown, a clean and elegant face, with a somewhat naughty smile on his face, and a feeling of a younger brother next door, but this person is the deputy hall master of the torture hall, and the master of the torture hall is also Ling Jun's master who is in charge of the torture hall. Disciples in the palace who violated the rules of the door would be sent to the torture hall to receive punishment, and Ling Jun's prestige among the disciples of the Netherworld Palace was very great.

"Wen Qiang, as a disciple of the Netherworld Palace, you have violated the rules of the sect, go to the Torture Hall to receive the punishment," Ling Jun said lightly.

"Ling Jun, you ......" Wen Qiang gritted her teeth and shouted out his name, and at the same time hated Yan Jun, Ling Jun has always been good friends with Yan Jun, this time Ling Jun suddenly appeared, she didn't believe that there was no Yan Jun Tilt's handwriting.

"What's the matter, you still can't resist," Ling Jun raised his voice.

"What kind of rules did I break!"

"Xiu and Mo Lian Daoyou are distinguished guests invited by invitation from the Netherworld Palace, there is nothing wrong or wrong in the palace, and you have repeatedly provoked, as a disciple of the sect, don't you even understand such rules? Don't force me to do it, it will be ugly" Ling Jun signaled to the two torture hall disciples behind him, and the two disciples stepped forward and clasped their fists with both hands to Wen Qiang, "Senior Sister Wen Qiang, please" After speaking, he was about to reach out and pull her arm, but she threw it away with one hand, "I will go by myself", and looked up at Ling Jun "Ling Jun, you wait for me"

After Wen Qiang was taken away, Ling Jun apologized to Xiu, "Cultivators, the disciples have no rules, which bothers Daoists, I'm really sorry"

Xiu raised a faint smile, "Ling Daoyou's appearance is really timely," and appeared when he was moved by his murderous intent.

"Heh, it is the duty of the Torture Hall to punish disciples who violate the rules of the sect, I just hope that it doesn't bother Daoists too much" Ling Jun only pretended to be stupid and understood his words as his arrival in time to relieve the siege for cultivation.

Wen Qiang was taken to the torture hall, and it was not easy to get rid of her this time, this woman escaped the catastrophe. After leaving the guest hall, Ling Jun came to Yan Juntian's residence, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the senior brother resting on a chaise longue in the shade of a tree, with tea and a few snacks on the side.

"Okay, senior brother, you let me go to work, I am chic here" Ling Jun was not polite at all, and sat on the stone bench under the shade of the tree, and complained that Yan Jun was leaning.

Yan Jun leaned and looked at him lazily, "Is the matter done?"

"Of course, I have already asked the disciples of the torture hall to escort Wen Qiang away, but senior brother, if you do this, Wen Qiang will not appreciate that woman" I'm afraid Wen Qiang hates Yan Jun to death now.

"Hmph, she should be glad that she has a good master, I just saved her life for the sake of the second elder's hard work, and if she looks for death in the future, I naturally won't care, by the way, this time in the torture hall, remember to let her suffer some hardships, remember to have a long memory, Xiao Ze takes Mo Lian as a friend, I don't want him to lose a friend because of irrelevant people"

Ling Jun nodded in understanding, Yan Jun is completely a partial-looking image towards Tai Ze, as long as it is related to Tai Ze, no matter how small things are, even this trip to the Tianchen Secret Realm is the same, Yan Jun is a senior brother, as early as a hundred years ago, when the Tianchen Secret Realm was opened, he was qualified to enter, and he waited until this time to go just to think that he could take care of the Tai Ze.

"However, that Xiu really has the same means as you said, Senior Brother?" The reason why Yan Juntian asked Ling Jun to take Wen Qiang away was because he was afraid that Wen Qiang would anger Xiu, and in the end he would be killed unconsciously, although he carried out the order of the senior brother, but he was a little unbelieving in his heart, this is the Netherworld Palace, how can he let a spirit master get rid of the disciples in the palace without knowing it.

Hearing Ling Jun's words, a ray of essence flashed in Yan Jun's eyes, "You underestimate the means of cultivation, he is definitely not as gentle as it appears on the surface" When he met Xiu in the secret realm, he felt that Xiu was very deep in his heart, and he was not a good match, if Xiu wanted to solve Wen Qiang, he would definitely not let them find out any clues afterwards, and the safest way was to make the other party unable to start, "Hey, if it weren't for the second elder, I wouldn't have saved that idiot, and I don't have self-knowledge for a lifetime." Don't you think he didn't look at it, just by virtue of Wen Qiang, how can she be worthy of Xiao Ze.

"It's a waste of such a good dark spirit root, I don't want to make progress, I just know how to play intrigue with the female disciples in the door, and now I actually run to the spirit masters of other sects to lose face, the junior sisters in the door already have several strengths above her, and she is still complacent and thinks that she is the first person among the female disciples of the Netherworld Palace, she really sits in the well and watches the sky" Ling Jun also looked down on Wen Qiang's behavior.

"Okay, don't worry about Wen Qiang's affairs in the future," he said and continued to close his eyes and rest.

It has been seven days since Mo Lian recuperated from his injuries, although he can't test his spiritual power with others, but his usual activity is no problem, so Xiu and Mo Lian proposed to return to the Lingfeng Guild, although Yan Juntian felt strange that Mo Lian's injuries recovered so quickly, but he didn't ask much, and saw them off on the second day, and sent disciples to guide them to the port to board the ship, and on the day the two left, Tan Tai Ze also came to see them off, he took pills supplemented by spiritual power to heal his injuries, but it was still not as fast as Mo Lian's spiritual qi recovered, and when he saw Mo Lian again, Tan Tai Ze's face was still pale.

"Mo Lian, although I am the Holy Son, I will not use the power of the Netherworld Palace to achieve my private wishes, if there is something I can do personally in the future, you just have to speak" This is his promise.

"Well, yes, you too" is like that between friends.

Mo Lian and Tan Tai Ze talked, Xiu walked to Mo Lian's side, put his right hand on Mo Lian's arm, and held her "Ah Lian, let's go back" After speaking, he looked at Tan Tai Ze and did not speak, but the meaning expressed was obvious, Mo Lian belonged to him.

Tan Tai Ze didn't quite understand Xiu's intention to do this, but seeing Xiu holding Mo Lian very naturally, there was a trace of loss in his heart, and even he didn't know why.

After seeing the two leave, Yan Juntian looked at the junior brother he had taken care of since childhood, and was a little worried in his heart, "Xiao Ze, you ...... Mo Lian"

The trace of loss in his heart was put aside, and Taize's eyes were clear, "We...... It's a friend."