When she got up in the morning, Shen Qinghan was no longer there, rubbed her sore head, and dragged her soft body to sit on the edge of the bed for a long time.

Hearing the sound of rain outside the house, the weather was slightly cold, so I wrapped in a slightly thick coat, moved a chair and sat at the door, looking at the sky and distracted.

In fact, this costume was hunted by him when he was hunting at night with Qinghe, and he later made it into a costume and gave it to her. The hunt is sable, commonly known as big leaves, the fur is precious, and the fur made of sable fur is warm, and the wind is warm, and the water is not wet, and the snow disappears.

I don't know what came to mind, she suddenly got up and took a paper umbrella with ink and oil, opened the umbrella and walked out. Came to the room where Kiyoga used to live, slowly walked to the corner where the box was placed, wiped the ash on it, and picked up the box.

"I think this should be something you value more, I'll send it to you, okay......", asked himself, and the sound of the rain.

"Master" suddenly heard the voice of the monk and his party outside the house.

Su Wangge found a place to put down the box, and walked out with a normal face, "What's the matter?"

The monk and his entourage did not have an umbrella, raised their hands to block the rain, and ran to the eaves before putting down their hands, and the hair on the top of their heads was soaked a lot.

"What's the matter?" asked Su Wangge again.

"Master, someone will come to spread the word every night, let the master go," the monk and his entourage replied.

After that incident, she thought that she would not have a few days of peaceful life, but whether to go or not depends on the attitude of the senior brother in charge.

"What did the boss say?" Su Wangge shook the water droplets on the oil-paper umbrella.

"I heard from the people who came that the master said that if the master is in good health, then he will go there," the monk and his party replied.

That's the way to go.

"Hmm", he opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked out of Kiyoga's house, but walked into the main house, and when he came out, he had an extra umbrella in his hand and a hat on his head.

He walked past the monk and handed him the umbrella, "Didn't you see the rain?

The monk and his entourage took the umbrella a little sluggishly, and when they reacted, Su Elegy had already walked a few steps away, and his heart overflowed with countless warmth, looking at Su Elegy's back and saying softly: "Thank you, Master."

Walking into the main hall that did not confuse the sky, Su Wangge did not see the senior brother in charge, the master of the Five Peaks did not arrive except her, only the people of the four major sects were there.

Su Elegy originally wanted to leave silently, but everyone saw her, and it would be strange if she left like this, so she had to walk in.

It looks like someone deliberately brought her over, is it the inner ghost?

I felt that the eyes that fell on me were different, and there were few who were kind.

Su Elegy sat down calmly in his place.

Gusu Bai Sect Master Bai Jin was silent, Yunmeng Sect Master Min Chun occasionally interjected a few words, and the other two Sect Masters Chang Lei and Wu Guanlang began to pull from all over the world since she came in, and finally got her wish to pull Su Elegy.

After Wu Guantian's death, Qishan was succeeded by his brother Wu Guanlang, and now he is the suzerain of Qishan. Wu Guanlang rubbed the teacup and lightly took the words of Sect Master Chang, "Yes, the ghost path is a crooked way of the evil sect after all, and it is all a means to enter the stream, and it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance", turned his head to look at Su Elegy, "I also hope that Lord Su Feng will be cautious." ”

Su Wangge sneered, like three feet of ice. What has happened in the past few days is enough for her to disturb her, and she has been trying to endure it, Wu Guanlang's sentence completely aroused the anger in her heart.

She has never had a kind eyebrow, and there is a cold air between her eyebrows, rejecting people thousands of miles away, and her eyes are as cold as if they have been cold for thousands of years. When she stared fixedly at a person, the light refracted from her light chestnut eyes was enough to make people shudder. It's just that she laughs on weekdays, and the frost in her eyes melts, making people mistakenly think that she is a good character.

Now facing this trumped-up crime and the unpredictable human heart, it really makes her feel cold, and the cold "protective layer" rushes out again, teaching her to dare to face the sinister and filthy hearts of all the people in this world.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance, if it weren't for my difficult to get into the hall of elegance and the means of not entering the stream to block thousands of troops and horses, but you are here today to teach me what is the right way? It's better to sit and talk about the Tao than to get up and act, you might as well think about how to deal with the red-clothed world at the moment."

"This King of Annan was your closed disciple before, why did this attack the human realm, Lord Su Feng is afraid that he has a bottom in his heart" Wu Guanlang replied-for-tat.

"Sect Master Wu said carefully", Sect Master Bai frowned when he heard this ridiculous words.

Su Wangge nodded at Sect Master Bai, and turned to look at Wu Guanlang: "Heh, I'm afraid that Sect Master Wu's words are biased, you are saying that the demon clan has attacked the human world, because of a certain person in Su? I never knew that Sect Master Wu thought so highly of me, and he actually thought that I had the ability to control the 100,000 soldiers of the Demon Realm."

"The matter must still be closed in the coffin, everything is reasonable, the style of the clan of Sect Master Wu, it seems that it still needs to be corrected", Su Wangge laughed unclearly, Wu Guanlang suddenly thought of Wu Guanlang's matter, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Sect Master Chang, who was sitting next to Wu Guanlang, said: "Lord Su Feng just said that he would work together to deal with the ghost king in red clothes, but Lord Su Feng himself is cultivating the ghost path, how can we gather strength to deal with the ghost king in red without two hearts?"

Su Elegy's "cold" heart was wrapped in a few layers of frost: this is to say, if Xianmen loses in the end, the responsibility is all on her?

"Then in your opinion, what should Su do about it? Do you want to abolish the golden pill by yourself? Or do you want to ask him to retire from the position of the peak master?"

Sect Master Min, who was sitting opposite, spoke, "Lord Su Feng doesn't have to do this, if Lord Su Feng sincerely changes his ways, he will destroy the Nine Songs of the Ghost Qin."

"Sect Master Min......" The atmosphere became more and more domineering, and Sect Master Bai opened his mouth again.

Su Wangge said in his heart: Some people have wanted to say this for a long time, and they have endured it for so long.

"Okay", Su Elegy smiled casually, her smile was cold, "One line", she shouted to the door lightly.

The monk and his entourage trotted in and looked at Su Elegy, "Master"

"Go back to Yunqing, take my nine songs," Su said elegy.

"What is the master going to do?" The monk and his entourage had seen the power of the qin with their own eyes, and now when they heard Su Elegy say this, they suddenly became a little nervous.

"Go," Su Elegy gave another order.

The "good" monk and his entourage could only obediently respond and trot out.

After a long time, the monk and his entourage went and returned, holding a black xylophone in their hands.

Su Elegy took Jiu Ge, and his slender fingertips flicked lightly, making a cold piano sound.

The people in the main hall suddenly became nervous, for fear that Su Elegy would go crazy.

"Bang" Su Bang singer held the song sword, and slashed heavily at Jiuge, the body of the black wood was broken instantly, and only a few strings were still broken in the dying struggle.

The blood was attacking her heart, there was a moment of darkness in front of her eyes, and the headache became more and more unbearable, she took a breath and tried to make herself look normal, took the Qingge Sword and strode towards the door, "Are you satisfied?

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