Chapter 67: Cultivating Immortals and Causing Trouble (21)

"I deserve to be let go again and again if I am sensible?"

"I deserve to not even be able to protect the only relic my mother left me, the Bishui Sword, and I deserve to greet me with a smile after others have cheated me countless times, and think about this, think about that, but she doesn't think about anything!"

Mu Qingxue's eyes were red and her voice trembled.

"Father."

"In your eyes, what are my mother and me, a wife and daughter, or a tool to show that you lead by example and put others before yourself?"

This is really heart-wrenching.

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingxue felt a sense of guilt that embarrassed her father, she wanted to retreat, but she felt inexplicably unwilling, so the father and daughter confronted each other.

Wide-eyed staring.

However, everyone knows that this meeting will not last long, because Lord Mu Feng will not allow it, and his family affairs will be dark for the sect.

"Is this virtue still a master's ancestor?"

Critical time.

Zhan Zhichun sneered, broke the deadlock, and coldly swept everyone in Qingyunmen, and spit out the words into needles: "Sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." The small secret weapon hurts people and pretends to be innocent and shameless, and the old sneak attack fails and pretends to be dead, and lets a group of disciples and grandchildren wipe his buttocks, even more shameless! ”

"Shameless!"

Her appeal is about superb.

A group of Wanfa Sect disciples standing behind shouted and scolded in unison, causing the Qingyunmen disciples to look at them angrily.

Both hands rested on the hilt of the sword.

is the first and second, the former regards himself as the leader of the righteous path and has always been arrogant, while the latter feels that the sect is only because it cultivates ten thousand laws and does not specialize in swordsmanship, so it is condescended to the second place, and he has long been dissatisfied.

A scuffle is on the verge of breaking out.

"Elder Taishang!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound source, but it was Yin Cai, who had already withdrawn from Qingyunmen and was recruited by the Mu family as a guest, the disciples of Wanfa Gate were okay, and the disciples of Qingyunmen knew that she was whimsical and cultivated the bottom of the seal, so they were a little disdainful.

Yin Cai didn't care much.

Instead, while supporting Mu Qingxue, he spoke: "Miss Zhan's words are a bit extreme, but they are not unreasonable. ”

"Your true disciple violated the rules and hurt people with a secret weapon, and you yourself suddenly attacked and wanted to hurt Miss Zhan's life, both of which should be explained to everyone, right?"

"Why do you dare to do it, and now you don't say anything?"

She was rightly asked.

However, in the ears of the disciples of Qingyunmen, it was very harsh, they did not regard Yin Cai as their own person, but when they saw her talking for Wanfamen, they regarded her as a traitor.

"Two house slaves."

"The sect shouldn't have picked her up in the first place, but picked up a white-eyed wolf."

"There is no distinction between relatives and distances, I see, she is smart, she wants to use our Qingyunmen as a pedal to go to Wanfa Gate!"

"I saw this man's wolf ambition for a long time."

……

Mu Qingxue frowned when she heard this.

When she competed with Zhan Chengchun, she would rather risk her life than fight for a draw, just for the sake of Qingyunmen's majesty and integrity since ancient times, and the face of the head of the righteous path.

And Ann Fluttershy and Elder Taishang.

What he did was like being afraid that the sect would be too clean, and he tried his best to smear it.

Now it's even time to stigmatize normal doubts.

"How can I make a sound, and what can you do if I don't make a sound?"

Xie Kongting's eyes had been slightly drooping, and finally turned upward, as a Supreme Elder, he was now one hundred and thirty-five years old, but his appearance was in his early twenties, and his temperament was even more unconventional.

As soon as this remark came out.

There was an uproar all around, translation and translation, isn't this just an obvious admit: I just hit, what can you do?