In the end, Bei Minglang's head was also raised, and he looked at He Xiao with obviously bright eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Xiao's palm clenched tightly in his sleeve, and the anger in his heart was about to explode.

Su Wushuang's eyes were quick, and his figure stepped forward one by one, and his big palm was already clasping He Xiao's shoulder: "He Xiao!" He knew that if he didn't stop him at this moment, he was afraid that he might even kill Bei Minglang in front of him.

He Xiao's eyes seemed to flash with bloody killing intent, and when he looked back, he was about to knock off Su Wushuang's hand.

Su Wushuang's reaction was extremely fast, and a reflexive body took off into the air, already out of He Xiao's attack range: "He Xiao! Calm down! He understood that at this moment, He Xiao's heart must be full of monstrous anger.

Du Weiwei was hit by the loss of interest, but the detoxification method of loss and loss is only known to Du Weiwei himself.

It's like a circle, and there's no way out.

Without attacking Su Wushuang, He Xiao's gaze lowered again, and his palm pushed towards Bei Minglang with a fierce wind.

Bei Minglang's eyes just raised to look at He Xiao for a moment, and then they drooped deeply, without moving.

"Young master!" Outside the hall, Liu Ke saw the situation of his young master, and his footsteps did not stop, and he already wanted to run towards the hall.

Tian Ye also moved very fast, with a stride under his feet, his arm raised, and he blocked Liu Ke's movements heavily.

In the flash of light, Su Wushuang's body fell beside He Xiao again, and his palm was also lucky, and he suddenly choked He Xiao's palm: "He Xiao!" You are crazy?! ”

The young master of the Northern Underworld, how can he be injured?!

Bei Minglang's whole person was still shrouded in a low voice, and his voice was also low.

"You're not the Pavilion Master."

From the moment He Xiao opened his mouth to say the three words of Lost Breath San, Bei Minglang already knew that the white-haired man in front of him was not the Dark Pavilion Master, if he was the Dark Pavilion Master, he would not be unaware of the antidote to the Lost Breath Scatter.

It was only at this moment that Bei Minglang slowly raised his head, looked at the two people who were holding each other back, and blurted out a hoarse voice.

"Where is the Pavilion Master?"

Suddenly, He Xiao's heart was even more angry, and he looked back, his eyes were full of light: "Su Wushuang, let go!" ”

Su Wushuang almost used most of his strength to choke He Xiao's movements, and when he heard his voice at this moment, his eyes also surged with indelible cruelty: "He Xiao, even if you kill him, the princess will not be better!" ”

The words were full of ruthlessness, and Du Weiwei was even more spoken, Su Wushuang knew from the bottom of his heart that Du Weiwei was He Xiao, the only weakness.

The strength in his hand was suddenly released, He Xiao's expression seemed to have become a lot more depressed, and the hand that Ben and Su Wushuang checked and balanced each other gradually lost their strength and put it down.

Bei Minglang sat on the side, watching the movements of the two, his face was still low, and he didn't speak for a long time.

He Xiao stood in place, her eyes drooping and falling to the ground, covered with unspeakable grief and anger.

Outside the hall, seeing that his young master was not injured, Liu Ke's heart obviously fell a large piece, and the action of fighting with the sky also stopped, and a trace of worry appeared on the old face, but it was still instantaneous, and he retreated.

Tian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this old man who knew martial arts to be so sensible, and looked at him two or three times, then turned his head and looked at the hall again.

Su Wushuang stood in the middle of the two, worried that if He Xiao had another anger in his heart, he would attack this Bei Minglang again.

There was also anxiety in his eyes, Su Wushuang looked at both sides, and his heart was also thinking, thinking about whether his Wushuang Valley had a way to detoxify.

Suddenly, as if he had suddenly remembered something, Su Wushuang's hands slammed into Bei Minglang's shoulders:

"Young Master Lang!"

Bei Minglang's breath never returned to its previous appearance, and he felt that his shoulders were pressed by Su Wushuang, and he raised his head a little weakly, and the scar on his face seemed to be engraved with a sense of vicissitudes at the same time.

"You just said that the position of the master of the Dark Pavilion is a family heirloom?" Su Wushuang's eyes were filled with heavy light, as if he wanted to see the people of Bei Minglang thoroughly.

"Yes." Bei Minglang didn't understand why the white-haired man would ask him such a question, but he nodded and answered his question.

Behind him, He Xiao's thoughts reacted suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened and brightened, and his voice was already raised high: "God, go and call Shen Mu!" ”

At the same time, the sky had already answered the sound and flew in the direction of the stepless building.

Yes, how could they not have thought that if the rescue method of the Dark Pavilion was only known to the Pavilion Master, that is, Du Weiwei's previous Pavilion Master also understood, and according to what Bei Minglang said, the position of the Pavilion Master is a family heirloom, that is, the previous Pavilion Master of the Dark Pavilion was either Du Weiwei's father Du Yunshi, or her mother-in-law Mu Dai!

Bei Minglang didn't react, but he still looked at the two of them a little lowly, and there were some faint doubts in his heart.

Su Wushuang turned around, and he also knew that He Xiao must have understood what he meant, and his voice fell: "Could it be Du Yunshi?" ”

He Xiao's eyes were already pouted, and he stopped for a moment, looking in the direction of the sky leaving.

"Nope."

"Isn't it?" Su Wushuang only heard He Xiao's word, and reflexively walked to He Xiao's side and stood still, "Could it be Madame?" ”

In just a moment, Tian had returned to the front hall, and it was Shen Mu and Zi Kom who came with him.

As soon as they entered the hall, Shen Mu and Zikou were stunned for a moment, then glanced at each other and lowered their heads: "I've seen the prince, I've seen the unequaled son, and I've seen the young master of the Northern Underworld." Du Weiwei rules, they still remember that no matter when, even if they are dissatisfied, they must do enough etiquette, that is, they must not leave any words in the hands of others.

He Xiao turned around and sat back on the main seat, looking at the two of them who were slightly blessed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a thick voice: "The former pavilion master of the dark pavilion is Wei'er's mother." ”

Straightly, He Xiao's words fell directly, without any pause, nor without any questioning tone, and it sounded flat, and it was even more of a statement.

Zikou lowered her head, her heart was stunned, her body froze a little, she didn't understand why the prince suddenly called Shen Mu and herself over, and asked about Madame.

Shen Mu's brows furrowed for a moment, and he instantly understood the situation at this moment, I am afraid that this young master of the Northern Darkness has already known that the young lady is the master of the Dark Pavilion, and after a pause, Shen Mu's afterglow glanced at Zi Ko, who had not spoken, and finally spoke:

"Back to the prince's words, the former pavilion master of the dark pavilion is the lady."