"Elder Night has come from afar, and the old man has not been well entertained, so it is no wonder that you have waited for a long time, and you still look at Elder Night." In the main hall of the Ink Pavilion, a white-haired old man dressed in a white robe and about sixty walked in, with a kind smile.

This old man was the person Ye Ling met for the first time in Mocheng - Elder Moyi.

Immediately, the old man looked at the yellow steward kneeling on the ground and frowned: "What's the matter?" The voice was majestic and carried the coercion of the strong, and as soon as he spoke, Steward Huang's heart trembled.

"Elder Moyi, Ye Mou wants to ask, when did the Mo Pavilion come out with new rules? All external guest elders make an appointment in the Mo Pavilion, and the transaction or auction items must be registered? Maybe the Elder Order of the Ink Pavilion can be changed at will? Without waiting for Steward Huang to speak, Ye Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he lightly opened his lips with a seemingly harmless smile.

Hearing this, the yellow steward on the ground cried and became more and more panicked.

"Elder Night, Mo Pavilion has never had such a rule, this matter will definitely give you an explanation!" The white-robed old man's eyes became deeper and deeper.

And the elder ordered...... Come! ”

With a deep shout, two black figures flashed out, saluted respectfully, and bowed their heads to wait for orders.

"Pass the order! The three continents of the east, west and south are all strictly investigated! Discover the person holding the Top Elder Order! Kill on the spot! Get back the Ink Pavilion Order! ”

"Yes!" The two of them answered, blinking and disappearing in place.

"Confession?" Ye Ling hooked his lips and smiled, the smile on his lips was a little weird and cold: "I have always preferred to do it myself, and this result is naturally satisfactory to me, Elder Mo Yi, this yellow steward, there is more than this one thing to explain." ”

The old man Mo Yi looked at the evil and dangerous arc of the man in red's mouth, and couldn't help but think of her methods, which were also a little taboo.

Steward Huang trembled: "Night...... Night...... Elder Night, your subordinates didn't mean it, you ...... Yes!! ”

I saw the man in red wave his sleeves lightly, and an inky light instantly rushed into the sea of knowledge of the yellow steward like a sharp sword!

The yellow pipe knows that the sea fog and waves are churning! Bound by her soul searching technique, she becomes a crumbling one! A picture broke through the clouds in an instant!

"Steward Huang, we've traded so many times, and it's not that I don't understand the rules of the Ink Pavilion, it's just that this rule ...... It can be different from person to person......"

"Huang Guan, this is done, the chips are thirty percent!"

"You also know that the spirit mine in the eastern stronghold of Moge has not been reported to the headquarters, then, in the calculation, we are also three or seven points, there are your interests and my interests, this elder order ......"

Immediately, the picture turned, and the yellow steward took advantage of the important affairs of the Mo Pavilion to circulate the various elders' mansions, deceive the elders' orders, and the blue-robed man with the token openly deceived the guards in the eastern mining area of the Mo Pavilion, and mined the spirit ore privately! It's a combination of crimes!

A deception!

The second is private mining of spiritual mines!

Three embezzlements and bribery!

Fourth, collusion with foreign parties!

Punishment for several crimes! Sin is unforgivable!

Ye Ling sat angrily, with an evil aura all over his body, with a lazy and noble demeanor, and a clear smile in his eyebrows: "Elder Mo Yi is clear now?" And I don't really like people touching my things, since my hand is too long, I just chop it. ”

The old man opposite Ye Ling was now only left with monstrous anger, and the Mo Pavilion had been established in the Star Continent for nearly a thousand years! No one has ever dared to challenge the rules of the Ink Pavilion! Challenge the majesty of the second largest force in the continent!!

"Ah——!!h

Ye Ling carelessly, his fair-skinned and slender hand waved, and with a flash of inspiration, Steward Huang's hands and wrists were broken together! Blood gushes like a fountain!

The sharp pain in his arm made his face so pale for a moment that he didn't look like a human being!

"Elder...... Forgiveness! Forgiveness! ”62

"Deceive the top and hide the bottom! Private mining spirit mine! Corruption and bribery! Collusion with foreign parties! From now on, revoke your name as the steward of the ink pavilion and punish you for a hundred years in the ice prison!! Elder Mo Yi's expression was fierce, and with just a wave of his sleeves, Steward Huang was directly thrown out by a hurricane! Crushed to the Ice Hell! Don't take a step in a hundred years!

Only then did Elder Mo Yi look at the languid man in red: "Elder Night, this matter is not in place in the Mo Pavilion, please rest assured!" It must be dealt with strictly, and the other elder ordered the speed of the ink pavilion, but it will definitely be recovered one day. ”

"Then there's Elder Lao Moyi." The corners of Ye Ling's mouth rose dangerously, and he slowly spoke up: "Take me to see that Hidden Pavilion boy." ”

"This way, please." The old man has white hair and white beard, vicissitudes of life and majesty, but he has respect for the man in red in front of him.

In a few inches, the two of them had already arrived at the west courtyard of Mocheng.

And half a year ago, but now it has entered the winter, the end of winter, has withstood the test of the wind and snow and the cold, the plum blossoms are budding to be released, to the early spring in February, the earth has not fully recovered, the plum has been in full bloom, the red buds and calyxes are full of branches, the scenery is charming, the cold fragrance is fragrant, refreshing people's hearts.

Outside the courtyard, the vermilion gate is full of ancient rhyme, the white jade steps are full of heartbreaking falling Ying, the colorful glazed tiles reflect the brilliant brilliance, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, staggered, the faint and soft mist like the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and each cold plum whispers in the wind that thousand years of love.

The crystal bead curtain pours out, behind the curtain, someone seems to be caressing the piano, the sound of the piano flows between the ups and downs of the fingertips, or virtual or real, changeable, like a quiet stream dripping spring clear and ethereal, exquisitely clear, and then the water gathers into a gurgling strong current, with tenacious vitality through the mountains and mountains, reefs and shoals, merge into the rolling rivers and seas, and finally tend to be calm, only the leisurely overtones remain, like the waves that the fish leaps over the water surface and splashes occasionally.

The two pavilions saw the oncoming man in red, and he was unparalleled! Covered with a mandala mask, bewitching and weird, he couldn't help but look good, and his eyes secretly flashed a trace of excitement: Now that the half-year period has arrived, isn't it...... Isn't it...... The Gu poison demon seed on the young master's body has been saved?

"Elder Night, Elder Moyi." Elder Li Ge and Elder Yan Ge stepped forward quickly, quite disregarding their image and status, compared to the safety of the young master, it doesn't matter if their cultivation is lost in an instant, but the young master ...... It's just getting started.

"Shh Ye Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, with a wicked smile on his handsome face, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped into the pavilion with elegant and gentle steps.

The three old men looked at each other, and finally chose to remain silent.

As far as the eye can see.

In the sinking twilight, a young man in white sat alone in front of the house, his eyes were shallow, as if he was experiencing the beauty of the breeze, the remnant sun, the cold plum and life, and his transparent white hands jumped on the piano keys, beautiful like a dream.

With just one glance, Ye Ling found that she liked this little boy quite a bit, a bit like a big boy next door.

Merely...... He seems to be invisible, could it be that he has an eye disease? The last time the boy was asleep, she didn't notice it, but now what she saw in this boy was a transcendent tranquility, as calm and quiet as a clear lake.

The young master of the Hidden Pavilion, the heir of the Hidden Pavilion, the second largest force in the Star Continent, is of noble birth, but he is full of cordiality, cordiality and friendliness emanating from his bones.

Ye Ling believed that even if he was a beggar in front of him, he was still kind and approachable.

If there is one word to describe it, it is clean, yes, clean, and does not cause dust.

Ye Ling was sitting by the door in such a ruffian chair, silent.

The young man didn't let Ye Ling wait, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, took a breath, chuckled and turned around: "I don't know which distinguished guest has arrived?" The two pavilion elders did not pass it on, and Yin Heng was rude. ”

There was a gentleness in the tone, which made people involuntarily dissolve the fierceness around them.

"It's not expensive, it's a guest, it's right, my surname is Ye, your piano is very good." Ye Ling smiled lazily, very casually, with a shallow and long-lost sincerity.

"Thank you." There was a soft and clean smile on the corner of Yin Heng's mouth, and the "eyes" accurately "fell" on Ye Ling's body.

Those eyes, black pure, like a deep pool, no half light, so black that you can't see the end, but with an extremely clean atmosphere, standing there, is a painting, quiet and beautiful, there is no trace of negativity and unwillingness, gestures, are full of love for life.

"Ye Gongzi, if Yin Heng didn't guess wrong, half a year ago, you should have suppressed the demon seed in my body for me?" With a clean smile in his eyes, Yin Heng accurately expressed his meaning.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows: "How did the young master know about it?" ”

Yin Heng smiled a little shyly, and his white and transparent fingers covered his wrist, where there was a flame-shaped totem.

Immediately, he said with great sincerity: "Ye Gongzi, although Yin Heng is unconscious, he is also a cultivator in the end, and the changes in his body can be completely felt. ”

"The Hidden Pavilion can also ask for foreign aid, why does the Hidden Young Master think it's me?"