Yilan's body was cold, and his eyes were sharp, and the person he wanted dared someone to rob him, hum.

Changhai Zhenren shuddered, the people were so oppressive that he couldn't help but retreat. You can't make a hard match with someone who is taller than you. As a person who can bend and stretch, Changhai smiled, "I'm kidding, Daozun doesn't have to be so serious." Everyone is a victim, and the disciples need to give them an explanation. It's better to have a public trial, and it's fairer that both of us are present to discuss how to execute her. ”

Yilan glanced at him, neither can nor cannot, flicked his sleeves and left.

Changhai looked at the back of Yilan leaving, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking arc, and whispered, "Whatever you drag, a girl can't catch it." If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know how long you'd have to fight someone, and you don't know if you can win. ”

As for Ling Youyou, who had already broken his throat, Yilan didn't seem to hear it, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. This is really a pre-graduation death, uh-a-huh, she's not dead yet. Knowing that she couldn't break free, she simply found a comfortable seat to lie down and continue to sleep. I got into a fight, and I was tired.

An hour later, Yilan returned to his own cave in Jiumiaomen. Releasing Ling Youyou out of his sleeve, he originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to put him in the cage. As a result, when I opened my sleeve, I saw a certain woman, defenseless, sleeping very sweetly.

Yilan lost her mind in an instant, how could there be such a woman, in prison, she could die at any time, she could still sleep so heartlessly. What kind of woman did he meet?

Yilan, who was in a complicated mood, frowned, and thought seriously, whether a person is evil or right, and he can basically see through it at a glance at his level. One of the benefits of cultivating to the high level is that you can see through a soul.

This woman is full of clean air, and no matter how you look at it, it is comfortable to look at. The breath of sunshine that emanates from the soul is dull from the countenance. He believed in his own eyes, this woman who killed so many disciples under him was not a demon cultivator, not a demon girl, she was a real immortal cultivator.

In other words, the Rao she killed was indeed the one who deserved to be killed. The question is, what should he do with her. As far as justice is concerned, he should treat her politely and let her go, but from the perspective of the sect's honor, if he doesn't deal with the murder of so many people in his own family, he will definitely be ridiculed by his fellow Daoists.

It's embarrassing.

Yilan was entangled, and before he knew it, it was already three poles of the sun.

The sunlight shone obliquely into the room and fell on the woman's delicate face, which shone in a golden light. The thick and slender slightly upturned eyelashes are like two feather fans, which suddenly moved, and then slowly opened, and the bright eyes looked around a little blankly, and then gradually cleared.

The black and white eyes gradually rippled layer by layer, quietly hiding the divine light under the eyes. She suddenly turned her head to meet Kamilan's eyes and looked at him intently, as if remembering what had happened before. A touch of confusion crossed her delicate face, and then her delicate cherry lips as petals opened slightly, revealing a row of fine white teeth, and the corners of her lips slowly hooked, releasing a lazy smile.

"Am I good-looking" soft and glutinous, not deliberate but better than deliberate, like the softest feather, brushing the tip of the heart, making people uncontrollable palpitations.

"Huh" Yilan's face was flushed, even the tips of his ears were red and dripping blood, and the shame came too quickly, so he didn't have time to control his emotions.

Ling Youyou sneered, "Look at you like this, I must be too good-looking." ”

If you praise your beauty, you can praise your face without a red heart and a heartbeat, and you can be triumphant, which is also a kind of realm.

Yilan struggled to suppress the red tide on his face, forcing his heartbeat to slow down.

"Your name is Ling Youyou, where did you learn from?"

Ling Youyou lazily replied, "Loose cultivation, no master." ”

Master, I'm sorry that I'm here to admit that you're the same or not, so in order to reduce trouble, I'd better not mention you.

"Loose cultivation" did not believe it, "It is impossible for casual cultivation to achieve your level of cultivation." ”

Hehe, although you are very smart, I don't admit it, you can do it.

"I am endowed with extraordinary talents, endowed with people, and I have long cultivated when I drink water and eat. You don't have to be jealous. ”

Is this something that can be jealous, and besides, can you talk about it a little more outrageous. Drinking water and eating can lead to long-term cultivation, so what else is there to practice for each of them to study and practice hard, and they will be reincarnated after death to see if they can be reincarnated in a person like her.

"Hugh is. If you are really a casual cultivator, I don't mind taking you as a disciple. ”

Why did he say this, Yilan was shocked by himself. How could he say such a thing, did he want to save her His subconscious helped him react to the neighbor, he didn't want to hurt her.

"Aha" Ling Youyou laughed slowly, this is the funniest joke she has heard today, accept her as an apprentice, this guy doesn't look at whether his catties are enough.

Yilan was laughed at for a while, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, "Shut up, the deity has taken a fancy to you, it's your creation, what is funny about you, if you are willing to worship under my door, I can help you settle everything you did before." ”

Ling Youyou raised his eyes, squinted at him, and laughed again.

"It's not me who hits you, I want to worship you as a teacher, the problem is that you don't have the qualifications to be my master at all. Can we stop these unrealistic? When are you going to put me on trial?"

This woman is angry.

"You're in such a hurry to find death"

Ling Youyou sighed as if he was worried, and his tone was quite scoundrel, "Yes, I can't wait to be ruthless." ”

How good the public trial is, there will definitely be a lot of people when the time comes. There must be wicked people among many people.

"Oh, by the way, bring all the people I carved into the wall, I want to talk to each of them."

She still thinks about these people. Do you want to do anything, continue to kill

"Ling Youyou, you can't protect yourself, don't you still want to kill someone"

Ling Youyou nodded quite seriously, "Yes, my mission is to kill people, and if I don't kill, I won't be able to complete the task." Failure to complete the task will have serious consequences. Do you understand?"

"What consequences"

"Die."

Yilan was stunned, narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling Youyou, realizing that she didn't look like a lie. Suddenly I found that I was so troubled. There were a lot of things he couldn't figure out. For example, where did Ling Youyou come from, whose orders did he take, and why he had to kill so many people, the doubts in his heart were not limited to these. Never had a distraught.

Yilan found that the more he thought about it, the bigger his head became, "Worship my Jiumiaomen, I can save your life, think about it." ”

Turn away. Whether he should think about it carefully, he also needs to be calm, whether he should obey his heart or not.

Ling Youyou watched Yilan leave with a smile, and just as Yilan's back was about to disappear, she raised her voice and said, "Remember to summon those people to the public trial." ”

Yilan stumbled one by one, and something in his heart was swollen and uncomfortable. ，，，

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