The corners of Shen Xiyue's mouth twitched, what Holy Lord?

Don't think it's time to get on your knees and say something she doesn't understand.

You can let her let him go!

She also wanted to tell Xiao Hei to kill the White Pavilion Lord directly.

In front of Shen Xiyue, the White Pavilion Lord forcibly abolished one of his hands.

"Holy Lord, your subordinates should be damned!"

"I actually ordered the Holy Lord to be poisoned before."

"I almost committed a great crime!"

Shen Xiyue watched as the White Pavilion Master raised his knife and cut off one of his own arms.

Blinking his eyes twice, the guy knew he was in danger.

Retreat?

What is this operation?

Why can't you read it?

Or are you stalling for time?

It's okay to delay time, Xiao Hei, you can kill them all.

Shen Xiyue knew that the entire Wuji Pavilion was on the same page, and Xiao Hei would be able to lead her to a bloody path.

Today, she has a small pet against the sky.

What are you afraid of?

Let's see what tricks the White Pavilion Master wants to play.

Also, what is the Holy Lord?

The feeling of not knowing the way at all is really unpleasant.

But that curiosity will give birth to gossip.

"How?"

"Two lives were offset by just one arm of the White Pavilion Lord, right?"

Shen Xiyue smiled lightly and looked at the White Pavilion Lord kneeling in front of her.

Don't talk about the guy who was high up and invincible before.

At this moment, he knelt in front of him like a dog.

That vanity, ah, was greatly satisfied.

"Holy Lord, please calm your anger!"

"My subordinates want to see the Holy Lord sit on the top of the Holy Lord with their own eyes."

"The subordinates just want to take a look, and when the time comes, the subordinates will decide on their own."

Shen Xiyue sat on the chair and looked at the White Pavilion Master.

"The Lord is ......"

"Return to the Holy Lord!"

"We have not had a holy lord on the black net for 10,000 years."

"The Holy Lord rules our entire dark web!"

The White Pavilion Lord's voice trembled.

Shen Xiyue listened to him, although she still had doubts.

But on second thought, the Holy Lord is the boss of the entire dark web?

So the suzerain, the holy woman......

It was as if he had seen Shen Xiyue's thoughts.

The White Pavilion Master said in a trembling voice: "The Sect Master, the Holy Maiden, and the Pavilion Master were originally of the same level. ”

"And the lord of the country is still above the suzerain."

"The Holy Lord is above the Lord of the Kingdom!"

Shen Xiyue understood a little, but she didn't expect that the dark web would be divided into so many levels.

But does it have a lot to do with her?

"You don't just rely on this little white snake to think that I am your holy master, do you?"

Wouldn't it be too sloppy?

"Return to the Holy Lord."

"Only those who agree with the Holy Spirit Serpent are the true saints."

"The cultivation level of the Holy Spirit Snake determines the status of the Holy Maiden in the future!"

The White Pavilion Lord knew that he couldn't tell for a while.

He was bleeding from his arm all the time.

knelt ten meters away from Shen Xiyue.

His face gradually turned pale and bloodless.

Shen Xiyue had the intention to punish him, and she also deliberately did not let him stop the bleeding.

It didn't get him up.

As the minutes ticked by, blood flowed onto the ground.

The White Pavilion Lord's face turned paler.

Shen Xiyue thought that if she really delayed time and waited for rescue.

It's been too long.

But it doesn't matter.

What does a true saint mean?

"What do you mean...... Wang Yanran is not a real saint? ”

The White Pavilion Lord's disdainful eyes flashed.

"Returning to the Holy Lord, Wang Yanran was not recognized by the Holy Spirit Snake."

"She's a concubine."

"Moreover, she was originally adopted because of the old saint."

"I was able to ascend to the position of a saint, firstly, because the black net did not have the support of the Holy Spirit Ancient Kingdom."

"Our black web is in tatters."

"Second, the real saint has never appeared......"

"In the past three years, Wang Yanran has climbed all the way up relying on the power of the old saint."

"Fourth, I don't know what means Wang Yanran used to let the old saint pass on the throne to her."

Shen Xiyue could be regarded as understanding, and the tone of this White Pavilion Lord was full of contempt for Wang Yanran.

Even the words showed that he was disdainful of Wang Yanran's unjustified reputation as a saint.

"But I heard that her cultivation is higher than you......" Shen Xiyue Nunu mouthed.

The White Pavilion Lord's face was a little ugly, and he hurriedly said, "The Holy Lord should really go and take a look. ”

"How did that old witch cultivate to achieve her cultivation?"

Shen Xiyue saw that the White Pavilion Lord's blood was almost bleeding.

His lips were white......

"Okay, okay, you stop the bleeding first."

Shen Xiyue waved her hand and finally threw down the words.

Only then did the White Pavilion Lord really use the healing technique to stop the bleeding for himself.

Shen Xiyue looked at the White Pavilion Lord kneeling on the ground bandaging.

She thought about it in her heart, you call Wang Yanran old witch.

You look like you're a young man.

However, how did Wang Yanran cultivate?

can make people like the White Pavilion Lord despise it so much.

"How did Wang Yanran cultivate?"

"She? Pick the yang and supplement the yin! ”

And ...... And ......"

When the White Pavilion Lord said that he was in the back, he still stood up.

Shen Xiyue's eyes narrowed slightly: "Say!" ”

"Yes! Your Excellency. ”

"And Wang Yanran, she still doesn't let go of men, women and children!"

"As long as the other party's spiritual power is pure, if he has a certain physique."

"It's the pinnacle of her cultivation."

"The other party has no spiritual power, so he will be tortured to death......"

The words of the White Pavilion Lord are one-sided.

If it is really like what he described, Wang Yanran is indeed cruel and not a good thing.

Of course, Shen Xiyue just listened to the words of the White Pavilion Lord.

After all, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake.

What's more, if the two of them don't deal with each other in the first place, what the White Pavilion Lord says is somewhat biased.

Shen Xiyue didn't have a good impression of the White Pavilion Lord and Wang Yanran.

Both of them are going to kill her, aren't they?

So far, Shen Xiyue still has a good impression of that high priest and sect master.

"Holy Lord, my subordinates want to inform the others." The White Pavilion Lord suddenly changed his words.

Shen Xiyue drank tea for a moment.

His eyes instantly filled with murderous aura: "What are you doing to inform the others?" ”

"So that the entire dark web will know, our Holy Lord."

"It's born!"

Of course, the White Pavilion Lord sensed Shen Xiyue's murderous aura.

He said it almost on his stomach.

But the voice was no longer trembling.

A little more arrogant.

It felt like he was going to be a saint himself.

"I didn't think it had anything to do with your black web."

"I'm here on your dark web, and I have what I want."

What kind of Holy Lord is this, Shen Xiyue didn't want to get involved.

How long has Shen Xiyue only been in Wuji Palace?

The superior is complicated and weird.

Just take the White Pavilion Master, Bai Yingwu, Wang Yanran and Leng Wuxian as examples.

These people, all of them are not dealt with.

Shen Xiyue is also strange, the black network is so incompatible.

It can still exist for many years, and it can still be so powerful.

A cult force is stronger than a country.

It's definitely more intricate than you think.

Shen Xiyue wants her own power.

It's just that the power of the dark web is clearly someone else's.

I don't know how she died if she came in halfway.

Open guns are easy to block, and dark arrows are difficult to prevent!

"Holy Lord, my subordinates have heard that you prefer spirit stones."

The White Pavilion Lord could see that Shen Xiyue really didn't have any intention of staying on the black net.

It's definitely not going to work.

It took tens of thousands of years to produce a holy lord.

How can you not cherish it, and how can you let her leave like this?

Shen Xiyue stared at the White Pavilion Lord who had been kneeling.

"So what?"

"Isn't it?"

Even if it's her, Shen Xiyue, likes spirit stones.

It's okay not to sell yourself to the dark web?

No matter how many spirit stones you give, you don't want her to be this holy master.

It seems that the White Pavilion Lord wants to use spirit stones to make her heart move.

Cut!

She cherished the king of killers in her previous life.

Is it the kind of person who sees money?

No matter how bad it is, she is also the daughter of a family in this life.

"Please also ask the Holy Lord to go with your subordinates." The White Pavilion Lord already had an idea in his heart.

Shen Xiyue listened to the words of the White Pavilion Lord, and did not answer immediately, but pondered silently-

The White Pavilion Lord looked at Shen Xiyue, and his eyes were full of heat.

Don't get me wrong.

It's not the kind of hotness that I love.

It's like working hard for many years and finally seeing your dreams come true.

The fiery eyes in the White Pavilion Lord did not carry the slightest hint of blasphemy.

Shen Xiyue is precisely because she sees it clearly.

I've been talking to him for so long.

After all, she also wants to know.

Shen Xiyue is not afraid of any tricks by the White Pavilion Master.

In the face of absolute strength, any caution is in vain.

"Okay, you lead the way." Shen Xiyue wanted to see it.

How much money does this White Pavilion Lord plan to use to buy her.

When the White Pavilion Lord got up, his figure staggered a little.

It took a few seconds to get to your feet.

Shen Xiyue saw it clearly.

He had been kneeling for a long time, and he had lost too much blood from his broken arm.

It is estimated that when the White Pavilion Master just stood up, he would still be dizzy.

Out of the corner of Shen Xiyue's eyes, she saw Bai Yingwu, who had been dead for a long time in the wall.

"The White Pavilion Lord doesn't hate me for killing your right-hand man?"

"Lord Saint is laughing."

"What the Holy Lord wants to do, his subordinates will definitely not have any hatred or hatred."

When the White Pavilion Lord spoke to Shen Xiyue.

The posture is extraordinarily low.

It's like what a slave and a master should be.

Shen Xiyue was a little fluttery.

But soon, Shen Xiyue glanced at the White Pavilion Lord twice.

So ruthless.

After many years of the death of his right-hand man, he didn't care in the slightest.

Ruthless and unjust!

It's just that when Shen Xiyue twisted her face, she didn't find it.

The White Pavilion Lord looked at Bai Yingwu who had died in the wall, and his eyes flashed with sadness.

The next second, he looked away.

"Holy Lord, my subordinates will take you to a place."

"Wait until you've seen it before you decide whether or not to reveal the identity of the Holy Lord."

"Everything under my subordinates obeys the words of the Holy Lord!"

The two of them walked one after the other.

The little white snake on Shen Xiyue's shoulder was already asleep.

Of course, it's just a matter of closing your eyes and recuperating.

If someone really dared to hurt Shen Xiyue, the little white snake would definitely take the other party's life as soon as possible.

When the White Pavilion Lord looked at the little white snake, his eyes were hot again.

He didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would be able to wait for the birth of the Holy Lord.

The White Pavilion Lord's eyes turned red......

"Your Excellency...... Belch...... Miss Shen, I don't know what you like to eat? ”

"What? The White Pavilion Lord is planning to poison my food? ”