"It's really dead!"

With a flat push of one palm, she blasted open the grave bag, looking at the two corpses inside that still had heavy epidemic bumps on their faces, Granny Jinhua couldn't help but sneer.

There was joy in the laughter, but it soon turned into loneliness and loneliness.

Even if Hu Qingniu dies and she takes revenge, so what?

Her lover won't come back after all!

Looking at the two corpses with hatred, the purple-shirted dragon king raised his hand and was about to slap it down, crushing his bones and scattering ashes, unable to relieve his hatred!

"They're all dead, what are you going to do? If you don't spare even the dead, can't you have some compassion? Just now, the purple-shirted dragon king blasted open the tomb bag with one palm, Zhang Wuji didn't react, but at this moment, he reacted and blocked directly in front of the purple-shirted dragon king.

Although it is not really Hu Qingniu and his wife, after all, death is great, and in order to convince the purple-shirted Dragon King, acting still has to be a full set.

"Get out of here!" At this moment, the purple-shirted dragon king's heart was completely filled with resentment, how could he listen to the childish words of a teenager.

With a cold drink, he then went straight forward with his palm, completely ignoring Zhang Wuji in front of him.

Next to him, Ye Xian's cotton palm was sent to Zhang Wuji through the air, and Jiuyang's domineering combined with the femininity of the cotton palm, the combination of rigidity and softness, just offset the palm power of the purple-shirted dragon king.

"It's almost, you have to be sure of the truth, so I won't stop you from opening the grave, but as Wuji said, everyone is dead, what else do you want?" After that, Ye Xian pushed across with one palm again, and the soil surged, and the soil that had just been blasted open by the Purple Shirt Dragon King returned to its original position, burying the two of them again.

"Daoist Ye, I didn't expect you to be nosy." Looking at Ye Xian coldly, the purple-shirted Dragon King sneered.

There was dissatisfaction in his tone, but he didn't do anything.

Just now, her palm came out with anger, with an icy aura, and the palm power was not weak at all, but it was just right to melt by Ye Xian's palm.

To put it mildly, just right, the softness of the cotton palm is even more blazing and domineering that has not been seen before, and the control of the true qi is meticulous and does not stir up dust, this guy is stronger!

The purple-shirted dragon king sighed inwardly.

In the past ten years, although her skills have also improved a lot, compared with this guy..... sure enough, Wudang's martial arts are broad and far-reaching, and the more she goes forward, the more dominant she is.

"Poor Dao doesn't have the heart to meddle in things, but Hu Qingniu has the grace of treatment with Wuji after all, and Poor Dao will still do what he should do." Ye Xian chuckled, "Although Poor Dao doesn't like trouble, and he is too lazy to meddle in things, however, things in the world are always tied to each other and it is difficult to completely detach. ”

"Daoist Ye said well, the things in this world are not something that can be transcended if you want to be detached, Dragon King, even if you broke the sect back then, it still can't change your identity as the protector of the Ming Sect." At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly came from far and near, stepping on light skills, fluttering.

"Long time no see, Daoist Ye." Falling from the tree, Yang Xiao smiled at Ye Xian.

With a smile in return, Ye Xian pulled Zhang Wuji and Zhu Jiuyan over, "Poor Dao will not be involved in your Mingjiao affairs, I will take the two little guys back to Wudang Mountain, Yang Zuo, let's talk about it later." ”

Yang Xiao obviously came here for something, and Ye Xian didn't want to be involved with this guy.

I finally figured out Zhang Wuji's injury, if it was involved in something else, it would be amazing!

"Ye Daochang walked slowly, although Yang came to find the Dragon King this time, the most important thing is to find the Dao Chief." Yang Xiao stopped in front of Ye Xian and said with a smile on his face.

Looking at the handsome middle-aged face in front of him, Ye Xian was a little helpless, but he had to speak, "What's the matter?" ”

"The stakes are high, why don't you come into the house and talk about it in detail?" Pointing to the thatched house behind Ye Xian, Yang Xiao said.

"We just know each other, and there's nothing important between us, so if you don't say it, I'll leave." Ye Xian didn't want to ink with Yang Xiao.

"Do you still remember the favor of Dadu three years ago?" Facing Ye Xian, who didn't want to take care of him, Yang Xiao's smile couldn't help but be embarrassed, but he adjusted his expression in an instant and said softly.

"Fan Yao's time?" Ye Xian asked.

"That's right!" Yang Xiao nodded.

"Say, what do you want Poor Dao to do?" Obviously, he couldn't go, sighed, and Ye Xian said.

Sooner or later, Ye Xian was naturally mentally prepared, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"I don't want the Dao Master to do anything, I just want Wuji to become Yang's personal disciple." Yang Xiao said with a smile, "Even the future leader of the Ming Sect." ”

After working hard for so many years, Yang Xiao found that he really couldn't revive the Mingjiao by himself, he may be a Wang Zuozhicai, but he was by no means a hero who could lead the group, so when Hu Qingniu joined the Mingjiao after Zhang Wuji, the general altar of the Ming Dynasty, joined the Mingjiao, when he secretly investigated and thought for a long time, he suddenly had such an idea.

However, Mingjiao's current reputation is too stinky, and Zhang Wuji's identity is not ordinary, according to common sense, Ye Xian will definitely not agree, so Yang Xiao thought of that favor.

Hearing this, both Ye Xian and the purple-shirted Dragon King who was watching the play next to him were stunned, and let a little broken child be the leader of the Ming Sect, what did Yang Xiao think?

After looking at Yang Xiao seriously, Ye Xian groaned slightly, and understood a little, "It's a very bold decision, it works well, maybe it can really reunite your divided Ming Sect, but the child is still young, everything is unknown, are you really sure to put hope on him?" ”

Yang Xiao's apprentice, Yin Tianzheng's grandson, Wudang's apprentice's grandson....

Zhang Wuji's identity is very useful for Mingjiao, whether it is to unify the internal or alleviate the external, and outside of the identity, if Zhang Wuji does a little better, it is not impossible to play a miraculous role.

"During the period of Wuji's treatment in Butterfly Valley, Yang secretly observed for a long time, this child has a pure character, dares to take responsibility, is a good seedling, Yang believes that under my tutelage, he will be able to become an excellent sect leader, even if he can't, he will be an excellent disciple." Yang Xiao smiled confidently, "So, does the Dao Chief agree?" ”

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Xian suddenly smiled, "Speaking of which, Wuji is now a disciple of the Ming Sect, and you Ming Sect's own disciples naturally fiddle with it as much as you want, and you don't have to talk to Poor Dao." ”

"Uncle Master, I...."

Zhang Wuji looked at Ye Xian, his face was obviously unhappy, he wanted to be too master, he wanted to go back to Wudang.

Kicking this kid to his knees in front of Yang Xiao, Ye Xian said, "Don't you, you, me, manly, grab it before the opportunity, apprentice, call Master!" ”

"Don't be unhappy in your kid's heart, in the final analysis, your mother is from Mingjiao, and now that your mother's foundation is sluggish, you also have the responsibility to help your mother revive the family business."

"He is not the leader of the Ming Sect, and the Ming Sect is not his family." Hearing Ye Xian's words, Granny Jinhua snorted coldly.

"It will be in the future." Ye Xian showed a big smile to this big beauty who liked to change her appearance.

"Whatever you want, anyway, the old body is no longer a member of the Ming Sect." The purple-shirted Dragon King said lightly.

"Isn't it? Since it's not, why is the Dragon King still thinking about my Mingjiao's "Qiankun Great Shift" mental method? Yang Xiao looked at the purple-shirted Dragon King and chuckled, "The Dragon King may not know, over the years, the Lion King has lived in seclusion in the Ming Sect, and from the mouth of the Lion King, Yang Xiao learned some things about the Dragon King. ”

"Originally, this is nothing, after all, as the Dragon King said, you have broken the sect, but coincidentally, in the previous stage, Yang got a secret letter, saying that the long-lost Holy Fire Order appeared in the Persian Sect, and in the future, if Wuji wants to inherit the throne justifiably, he still needs the symbol of the Holy Fire Order, so....Dragon King, help?"