Bai Ling walked very slowly, strolling around in the same posture, and even raised her hand in a good mood, admiring the dazzling sunlight falling in her palm.

The courtyard of the main hall was deserted, except for a small Taoist priest who was cleaning the copper furnace on the high platform, there was no one.

She stopped, her eyebrows sank, "Liu, Ling, Lang—"

Suddenly, a silver phantom gathered out of thin air, striking Ji Xuan behind her at lightning speed.

And when he heard those three words, Ji Xuan, who had been following her and thinking about how to break the silence, changed his complexion, and immediately swept the ground and retreated, and after opening up the space, he also urged the spiritual power in his body, "Ji Meng!" ”

A faint yellow flame suddenly blocked in front of Ji Xuan's body, and after dissolving the first wave of attack, it spun and rushed towards the phantom that attacked Sen Sen again.

The silver light pierced the sky, with a bit of solemn grace, and pierced the fire with little effort.

The fire scattered to the ground, turning into a beautiful woman with a delicate figure and a dragon horn body, Ji Meng waved the tulle, and the long flower curtain was intertwined into a net of heaven and earth, densely wrapped in the sky.

However, just as the silver shadow was besieged by the flower curtain, a seven-hole bone flute as white jade crystal clear and transparent "swished" and rushed straight into the sky like lightning. The ancient willow branches and leaves that were rubbed instantly turned into powder and rustled to the ground.

The flower curtains in the air were also shattered.

Ji Meng took two steps back abruptly, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, the silver shadow flickered, and while steadily catching the bone flute, a jade-handled dagger slipped out of the long sleeve of the other hand, and the cold light flashed slightly, and it silently hit her throat.

His attacks and responses were sharp and calm.

Seeing that his Liu Linglang was captured, it seemed that he might be cut his throat with a knife at any time, Ji Xuan was drenched in cold sweat, and shouted at Bailing without caring about it, "Senior sister! Be merciful! ”

The little Taoist priest on the high platform had long since disappeared.

Bai Ling was indifferent, "Guiyuan faction, now you are very short of money?" ”

"What, what?"

"I remember before I left, I used to say the words 'escapism'." She stroked the corners of her clothes and approached slowly, "Is my words useless, or is it that the Guiyuan faction can't make ends meet, and Yin eats food, so he can only change to the route of the god stick who is abducted and deceived?" After a pause, she reminded abruptly, "You'd better think about it before answering." ”

The cold tip of the knife was embedded in the flesh and skin, oozing bright red blood, Ji Meng raised the dragon horns in pain, revealing the person holding her behind him - in the countless broken and falling flower curtains, he was wearing a silver-white satin brocade dress flying in the wind, silk tied around the waist, and his figure was straight. Beneath the slight bundle of silver hair, a shadow fell from the long eyelashes, all of which were quiet and cold.

People can't help but think of the snow, tranquil and cold.

Even the posture of the knife, if you ignore the seemingly sharp force, it is also pleasing to the eye.

However, Ji Xuan had no doubt that if his answer could not satisfy Bai Ling, this seemingly young man, but in fact mysterious Liu Linglang, would wipe Ji Meng's neck cleanly.

Looking at the blood flowing from Ji Meng's neck, Ji Xuan was terrified, "Can you let your Liu Linglang let go first?" ”

"I can't." Bai Ling smiled slightly, but her tone was very cold, "If I can't hear a reasonable explanation, you are going to find a new spirit object to refine." ”

"Don't, there's something to say!" Ji Xuan almost jumped to his feet, his Ji Meng is an extremely rare demon variety, refining was purely by luck at the beginning, so he also went to the ancestral grave to burn high incense for three days, chatting about surging gratitude.

And now......

His moody senior sister actually pinched his lifeline and threatened him with tricks.

Ji Xuan's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only shout out for injustice, "Senior sister, your Empress's Ancestral Hall is usually taken care of by the outer disciples, except for the law enforcement disciples of the regular directors, our inner gate will only open the mountain gate during the triennial Dao Festival!" I...... I did go down the mountain many years ago, but I really didn't know about the reopening of the Empress Temple! ”

In a word, the responsibility was pushed away.

Bai Ling smiled, "So, you, the law enforcement elder of the council hall, don't you know about it?" ”

"You know, our inner door...... I don't care much about the outside world. Unsure of her attitude, Ji Xuan carefully worded, "What's more, after you left those words back then, they suddenly disappeared." All the inner disciples related to 'that incident' are in danger, who dares to care about the affairs under the mountain? If I hadn't had to, I wouldn't have gone down the mountain myself. ”

Bai Ling knew that the "last resort" in his mouth was referring to the trip down the mountain many years ago, but she didn't bother to ask, but she didn't say anything, "You have always regarded yourself very highly, and you have a lot of discrimination against your outer disciples, and I have already understood this." ”

Ji Xuan was embarrassed and wanted to open his mouth to explain, but was preempted by a voice with hidden anger in the distance, "Hall Master Jiang, it's her!" ”

I saw that the little Taoist priest who ran away earlier brought back a middle-aged man, and it turned out that he had just filed a complaint. The middle-aged man was burly, also dressed in a sea blue wide-sleeved robe, his eyes were blazing, and he had a unique spirit.

Bai Ling hadn't seen him, but when the man called the Jiang Hall Master saw her, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and his expression was mixed with a bit of unspeakable shock.

The little Taoist priest's eyes pointed at her angrily, "It's that she doesn't respect the ancestors!" Do it with the elders in front of the Patriarch's Hall! ”

Master Zu? Patriarch's Palace?

Bai Ling raised her head and glanced at the plaque hanging on the lintel of the high platform, feeling inexplicable.

"Shut up!" Hall Master Jiang came back to his senses suddenly, but he reprimanded him in a low voice, and then respectfully bowed to her, "The disciples are ignorant and have offended their seniors." ”

Bai Ling was a little curious, "There is still an ancestral hall here?" ”

"The predecessors don't know that this empress hall is our ancestor hall." Hall Master Jiang said respectfully, "These junior disciples recite their homework in the hall every day, and they have admiration for the empress, and over time, they regard the empress as their ancestors. ”

Bai Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, "This generation has danced too much......"

It sounded like she was quite complaining, and the little Taoist priest couldn't help but puff up his chest and said proudly, "What do you know? Our ancestor is the only god of the Guiyuan Sect who has ascended to the Tao, and she is still a disciple of our outer sect! ”

Bai Ling smiled, "Why do I think that your inner and outer doors are now mutually exclusive?" ”

Her smile at the moment carried a kind of affinity, inexplicably similar to the statue of the empress in the hall, the little Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say what was in his heart, "Those inner disciples look down on us for a day or two, those ungrateful people, no matter how talented they are, what's the use?" If it weren't for the ancestor back then, the Guiyuan faction would not have become famous. They are good, after Master Zu left, he bullied us and was weak, and there was a good Liu Linglang who robbed us! Therefore, they worship their founding patriarch, anyway, we don't worship outside the door, we only recognize the empress as an ancestor. ”