However, Ye Qingtang shook her head lightly, how could she not know Song Junqiu's plans, "Feiying, go and clean up the garbage on the ground." ”

Feiying was slightly stunned, but he could only secretly clench his fists, and lowered his head with blood in his heart to sweep away the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and the trampled Juyuan Dan.

Song Junqiu looked at Ye Qingtang's posture proudly, and his heart was very happy.

Measuring her as a new inner disciple, she didn't dare to turn her face with them.

The silver wolf standing beside Ye Qingtang looked at everything in front of him coldly, and a touch of danger flashed from the bottom of its eyes, but when the corner of its eyes swept over Ye Qingtang, the danger disappeared in an instant.

I saw that Ye Qingtang's face did not have the slightest anger and unwillingness, but in the bottom of his eyes, as if there was a smile in his eyes.

She looked at the swept floor and looked straight out the door.

Song Junqiu's thoughts, how could she not know, but ......

If she's not mistaken......

At this time, the demon king in the inner gate should also come.

Almost just as Ye Qingtang thought of this, a figure happened to appear outside her courtyard gate.

It was a tall, flamboyant young man, his delicate facial features were full of unruly wildness, and he strode straight into the courtyard.

The young man walked into the room, and at a glance he saw Song Junqiu and the others crowded in the room, a pair of flying sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and then said impatiently: "What about the new disciple?" ”

This sound instantly attracted the attention of the proud Song Junqiu.

Song Junqiu and the others followed the prestige, but when they saw the young man who spoke up, a stiff look instantly appeared on the faces of several people.

Wind ink glass?!

How did he come here all of a sudden?

"Senior Brother Feng? What are you doing here? Song Junqiu looked at Feng Moli who suddenly came a little stiffly.

Feng Moli's handsome face was full of impatience, and he glanced at Song Junqiu and said, "What? Where am I going, and I still have to report to you? Can you manage it? ”

"......" Song Junqiu was directly scolded by Feng Moli and had no face, but he could only have a black face.

This wind ink glass is the inner gate, the famous demon king of the mixed world, his grandfather is the internal affairs elder of the inner gate of the Xuanling Sect, this kid is also very talented, and his strength is also ranked in the inner gate, this is nothing, but the worst thing is that this master's style of acting in the inner door can be said to be the domineering of the sky, and he has done a lot of misdeeds in the inner door, which can be regarded as a veritable little overlord.

Even Song Junqiu and others have something to do with the inner door deacon, and when they encounter a thorn like Feng Moli, they should also stay away.

Feng Moli was obviously not interested in talking nonsense with Song Junqiu, he glanced around the room, and after seeing Ye Qingtang with a raw face, he immediately locked on to the target, and he raised his chin directly at Ye Qingtang and said:

"You're new here?"

Ye Qingtang nodded.

Feng Moli looked Ye Qingtang up and down, and then said, "Do you know the rules of the inner door?" “

"I probably know, there is something unclear, and I ask this senior brother for some advice." In the face of the domineering wind and ink glass, Ye Qingtang rarely replied with a good temper.

"Hmm." Feng Moli was quite satisfied with Ye Qingtang's well-behavedness, and he said to himself: "The rules in the sect, the deacons and elders should have taught you a lot, but what I want to tell you today is my rules." ”