Su Yanhua and the others looked at Ling Chuxi's serious appearance, they wanted to laugh, but they couldn't laugh a little, pondered for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: You can play yin with anyone, don't play with Ling Chuxi, otherwise you will have to help her count the money if she is sold, and Sect Master Gao is the best example.

The stone bridge of the Canglang Sect was filled with mist, and through the thick fog, it looked hazy and hazy.

Just as Ling Chuxi and the others were about to leave, dense footsteps sounded, and a swaying figure came towards them.

These people were dressed differently, obviously belonging to different sects, and most of their strength was at the peak of Tianyuan, and one of them had faintly reached the realm of the grandmaster. Judging from their strength and bearing, they should all be the characters who command the party.

And the old man at the front wearing the robe of the Canglang Sect turned out to be the realm of the grandmaster.

The two sides subconsciously stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

Behind an old woman with a proud expression, Ling Chuxi saw a young man who seemed to be familiar, and at this time, this young man was looking at Ling Chuxi with his eyes breathing fire.

"Qinggong Master, she is the murderer of Ling Yan's sister, Ling Chuxi." After intertwining his eyes for a moment, the young man pointed at Ling Chuxi and said to the old woman in front of him with hatred on his face.

"Ye Qingyun!" As soon as he spoke, Ling Chuxi remembered who this young man was.

Ye Qingyun, the young sect master of the Heavenly Star Sect and also the suitor of Qing Lingyan, wanted to make a move on himself when he was in the Southern Xia Kingdom, but was frightened by the words of the Wei madman and turned around and fled.

Thinking of Ye Qingyun's identity and the relationship between Qing Lingyan, Ling Chuxi didn't feel strange about the hatred in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. In the same early Tianyuan period, this kind of so-called master who relied on the elixir to pull out the seedlings and grew up in the greenhouse was fundamentally two concepts with Ling Yichen and the others, as long as Ling Chuxi was willing, a sword could kill a row in seconds.

"Okay, okay, it turns out that you are Ling Chuxi, you really have no place to step on the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, and today the old body has to seek justice for Ling Yan." The old woman said excitedly with an angry face.

Ling Chuxi reacted suddenly, it turned out that this old woman was the palace master of the Cold Moon Palace and Qing Lingyan's grandmother. Her only relative died in the hands of Ling Chuxi, and the hatred of her relatives was not shared, so it was no wonder she was so angry.

As the Cold Moon Palace Lord shouted angrily, several other people also showed unkindness on their faces, and each released their momentum.

"Mengxi, this is really a coincidence. Tianxing Sect, Zhengang Sect, Echo Valley, these sects are all friendly with the Cold Moon Palace, how can I feel like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? Duan Feiyu told the origin of these people and said to Ling Chuxi pointedly. Having said that, Duan Feiyu was not a little timid.

Ling Chuxi heard the meaning of his words, not long after they arrived at the Canglang Sect, the Cold Moon Palace Lord and others followed, obviously someone reported the news, if the guess was correct, this person should be the first Canglang Sect's grandmaster master.

"Don't worry." Ling Chuxi's expression remained unchanged and said firmly.

Among these people, except for the old man who faintly reached the realm of the grandmaster, everyone else was not to be afraid. As long as the master of the Canglang Sect Grandmaster realm didn't make a move, she was confident that no one would be able to keep them.

And will he make a move? After thinking about it for a while, Ling Chuxi put his mind at ease. One