Actually, it doesn't matter whether it's his work or not. ”

The Enlightened Venerable sighed, "However, the situation has developed somewhat more than I expected. It can only be regarded as that disciple's death, and I can also use this to force him. He is an immortal disciple anyway, so naturally he also needs a little face. ”

Meanwhile.

Liu Miao stood quietly in front of the door, and after waiting for a long time, he saw that these people still had no intention of leaving. He turned to Zhen Jun and said, "Fatty, let's go in." With that, he walked away.

"Hmph, dare to be a rat who doesn't dare to be. ”

A cold cry of harmony came from behind him.

However, Liu Miao had already turned around before the voice came.

A slender light had already reached him first, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Liu Qiao had already sensed the brilliance, so he had already made a prediction, and he had already tilted his body as much as possible, and it seemed that he had wasted a lot of strength to dodge.

But that brilliance obviously refused to give up, and passed through the door panel behind Liu Qiao at a very fast speed, and at an unreasonable angle, a sudden turn struck again.

"It's a shame!"

Liu snorted coldly, no longer dodging, and didn't even turn his head back.

There was a 'choking' sound, it was the sound of the sword unsheathed, but before people could see how he made it, a flash of golden light filled everyone's eyes.

The "jingle bell" sounded, and the incomparably sharp sword qi actually shot down the wisp of the horse training first.

At this point, the people who were out of their minds were pulled back to the reality in front of them.

"It's too fast. ”

Some people couldn't help but exclaim.

The wisp of practice must have been quick, because many of the people present could not feel it clearly. However, the brilliant and sharp sword was even more swift.

But what makes people feel frightened is not the sword light that is so fast that it makes people feel cold, but the man who wears a long sword at his waist.

The sword itself does not create awe, but man does.

Liu Wan's long sword was returned to the sheath, and he looked at the woman in front of the coffin with an indifferent expression.

The woman, dressed in white and with white socks, was originally looking at the man who had drawn the sword earlier with a sad and angry face, but in an instant, she changed to a look of grievance and powerlessness.

Liu Miao frowned, he felt a little disgusted in his heart.

I don't know why he felt disgusting when he saw the woman's posture, like a toad landing on the surface of his feet, not biting but also responding to people.

The woman spoke slowly, wiping the tips of her eyes.

This time, she lost the domineering when she first met, stroked the coffin, and cried: "I am in love with Xing'er as a mother and son, and now he is wronged." I know that Childe has an extraordinary background, but I still have the courage to give an explanation. ”

Senior Brother Zhang, Xing'er~~~, Zhang Xing? I'm afraid that when you were alive, you didn't know that someone had such a deep affection for you.

Liu Xiao had a slight mockery in his heart, feeling that he had nothing to say, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, easing his nerves.

Zhen Jun took a step forward, a little farther away from Liu Qiao, and a little closer to the crowd, so naturally others saw him more clearly.

He gasped hard, clasped his hands on his round belly, squinted his eyes, and said, "Why do you want to give you an explanation? Shouldn't we explain it? Why do you want to stop the coffin in front of the door, not to be unlucky? And how did the person in the coffin die, I don't know in my heart?"

In fact, there are still a lot of fights between cultivators, and there are no longer a few who are killed or injured at every turn, let alone a disciple in a sect.

A disciple is a disciple after all, even if he has some talent, but after all, he has not grown up, and his status is naturally not so important. I'm afraid that people lying in coffins would never have dreamed that they would be so valued after death.

The development of things still needs a process, a point, and then a line with points to compile a network.

The Enlightened Venerable apparently treated Liu Qiao as a fish.

Now the two sides still have a layer of window paper, which has not been pierced, but it is almost there.

After a long time, Liu Qiao finally made a decision, he stretched out his hand and put it on the fat man's shoulder, signaling him to stand back for the time being. He squinted his eyes and said slowly, "So you want to kill me to avenge your good?"

When the woman heard this, she seemed to be even more wronged, and her crying voice became heavier: "The son has an extraordinary background, who dares to make a move on you." ”

Liu Miao stretched out his hand to pick up the flying needle that was slashed and fell to the ground by the sword tonight, and sneered: "Then this thing belongs to Madame?"

The long needle is slender, and its own material seems to be made of crystal, which looks crystal clear. He gently pinched this object on his fingertips, and clearly felt that the water element force that was still attached had not dissipated, so now it looked like this long needle was a little aqua blue.

It's just that whether it is transparent or light blue, Liu Qiao recognizes it, and he believes that the woman will also recognize it, because it has the same root as the dense needle rain that attacked him outside the city.

"Childe. What does this mean, could it be that you want to frame the concubine in public?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly vetoed.

Things are always full of accidents, just like Liu Miao didn't expect that someone would block the door. But he was not surprised by the woman's answer.

He pinched the slender needle, shook it in front of his eyes, and smiled, "Good." "I laughed a little hard.

The woman was stunned, looking at the smile that rose, but her heart sank, and there was a chill in her heart.

She regretted it a little, but she still wouldn't admit it. Even if many people know that it is one thing for her to make the move, it is another thing not to admit it. After all, the young man named Liu Qiao was an immortal disciple. That's not something she can offend openly, so even if she does it, she can't say that she did it herself.

Even if the long needle was defeated by a sword, the traces of being refined by others still existed, and I saw it trembling slightly, making a buzzing sound, intending to break through the shackles.

The slender needle is like a child wrestling with an adult.

Liu Qiao smiled again: "Very good." He let go of his hand and let the needle fly out of his hand.

It's just that a brilliant and sharp sword qi rose up like a golden dragon, once again occupying everyone's attention, and in an instant, it slashed the fleeing flying needle.

There was a "click", a subtle and crisp cracking sound, followed by the landing sound of two jingling bells, which spread throughout the field.

"You~" The woman in front of the coffin just trembled and pointed to the young man in front of the door as if nothing had happened, and then she was silent.

Because, she has completely fainted. The female disciple who was kneeling on the ground behind her hurriedly got up and supported her.

The natal magic weapon was damaged, and the damage to her was still very large. But in the end, the reason why she fainted was anger and excitement. Sometimes the human heart is the sharpest and most unpredictable weapon and magic weapon.

It's just that the disciple who had been standing at the front was full of anger that could not be concealed, but there was a trace of timidity in his eyes, and he was at a loss for a while.

After all, the woman had already turned into the peak of the God Realm and was a deacon in the sect, and she was the same as the brother lying in the coffin, but she was just a disciple with some talent.

How else, he was a little envious of the man who was lying down.

There was silence for a while, and after a while, there were no people coming one after another as he expected. Liu Miao shook his head, ignored those people with different expressions, and turned around and said, "I can give your Venerable a chance, give him a chance to be above board." Didn't he want to kill me, and in three days, here I waited for him to come. After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the unintentional people, greeted the fat man, and returned to the courtyard.

"Bang dang", a heavy sound of closing the door, woke everyone up.

What does that mean?

Do you want to write a war book?

Is it a provocation to the Enlightened Venerable?

For a while, there was a lot of noise, no matter what, it would become a big event in Taifeng City, no matter what the ending was, there would be talk about it for the rest of the day.

———

The Enlightened Venerable was still sitting on the high seat from a distance, his expression was silent, like a god, looking condescendingly at the sect disciple who followed him.

The disciple was dressed in black, kneeling respectfully on the ground, motionless, not even daring to come out. If you look closely, there is already some dampness on the floor tiles under him, and the seemingly calm scene has brought him indescribable pressure.

He didn't dare to get up, he didn't dare to look into the eyes of His Holiness, for fear that those piercing eyes would see clearly the cowardice and cowardice in his heart.

"You go down first. ”

The Enlightened Venerable finally spoke. But the sound seemed to come from a distant place, so it was a little ethereal.

The disciple got up in a hurry as if he were about to be amnestied, but his waist was still not straightened, and his hands were raised above his head.

Because His Holiness liked silence and didn't like nonsense, he didn't make a sound and pushed out of the hall in such a strange posture.

After the disciple left, the woman who fainted in front of Liu Weak took a light step, she first bowed deeply to the Venerable, and said, "Venerable, that Liu Weak's cultivation realm is only in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, but the means are very strange. It's less than one-ten-thousandth of yours, but it's still a little disgusting. ”

The woman had changed into the white dress, but into a long purple silk dress with a good texture, but she no longer had the arrogant and deceitful appearance. The low eyebrows are pleasing to the eyes, and the meaning of the whiskers is also indispensable in the words.

The Enlightened Venerable nodded lightly and said, "Immortal disciple, the means are naturally extraordinary, and they should not be taken lightly. It's like the difference between ordinary disciples in the sect and descendants of the disciples. However, the teachings of immortals are far from being comparable to those so-called descendant disciples, after all, not every sect has immortals. ”

"Venerable, old and courageous. ”

The Enlightened Venerable glanced at the old man who had followed him, and a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Elder Wang, it's okay to speak up. ”

After the old man bowed down, he did not get up, his voice was old and firm, "Old decay, you are about to die, I am willing to go first for His Holiness." ”

"Elder Wang doesn't have to worry too much, I have my own decision on this matter. ”

The Enlightened Venerable shook his head softly.

"Although the Enlightened Sect is not afraid of immortals, but you have not yet accepted the inheritance of the Venerable Masters of the past dynasties, I am afraid that you will suddenly change after killing that Liu Weak. After all, the methods of immortals are unpredictable, so they have to be guarded against. ”

The Enlightened Venerable was dumbfounded, "Elder Wang is really worried, I am indeed confident that he will not be able to defeat me, but victory or defeat does not mean life or death, although I don't mind killing him." ”

In the hall, the woman also hurriedly lowered her head, but the old man suddenly raised his head, "Then you still want to go to battle?"

The Enlightened Venerable smiled brightly: "Of course. It's not in vain. ”