Chapter 107: The Demon Lord's Letter

"It's beautiful!" Seeing that Lu Xueqi showed her palace sand very simply, all the men present were a little dumbfounded.

In particular, those disciples of the same generation as Lu Xueqi were even more stunned.

It wasn't until half an hour later that a dream-like murmur sounded, and everyone was awakened from Lu Xueqi's almost beautiful jade carved jade arm.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, everyone saw Zeng Shushu, the only son of Zeng Shuchang, the first seat of Fenghui Peak, staring at Lu Xueqi's arm like a pig, and he was reluctant to blink his eyes.

In an instant, all the disciples came back to their senses, and many disciples subconsciously stayed away from Zeng Shushu, putting on a posture that they didn't know this guy at all.

Completely treat the appearance of yourself and others just now as if they don't exist!

Lu Xueqi looked at it with a sword blade, Zeng Shushu came into contact with Lu Xueqi's sight, shivered, and retracted his gaze unsatisfactorily.

Dao Xuan Zhenren also noticed the palace sand on Lu Xueqi's arm, with his concentration, he naturally would not indulge in the beauty of a young girl, seeing that Lu Xueqi had not lost his virginity, he nodded secretly, deep in his heart, he didn't know how afraid he was of this Qingyunmen's future hope, and something bad would happen.

Seeing that nothing worst had happened to her, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

At that moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren's originally cold expression became kind, and he asked Lu Xueqi, "Senior Nephew Xueqi, what about the letter that the Seven Nights Demon Lord wants you to send?" ”

When Lu Xueqi heard this, she withdrew her cold eyes, took out the letter given to her by Ming Xiaoyang from her arms, and first lit it up in front of everyone, so that everyone could be sure that the mud seal behind it was not broken, and when they saw the recipient written on the envelope, many disciples couldn't help laughing.

Daoxuan old man, Puhong bald donkey, golden light idiot pro-enlightenment!

This letter was not written to Dao Xuan Zhenren alone, but to the three masters of the righteous path at the same time, and he even called Dao Xuan an old man, Pu Hong a bald donkey, and Jin Guang an idiot.

For a while, the faces of the three people who had not enjoyed such treatment for many years became extremely ugly.

Jin Guang's bright eyes have begun to breathe fire, and he can't wait for Ming Xiaoyang to be in front of him now, shattering him into thousands of pieces.

It's just a matter of calling Dao Xuan an old man, and Pu Hong a bald donkey, some people do call them that, but when it was their turn, they actually became idiots.

It was clear that among the three masters of the righteous path, he was the most unable to enter the eyes of his Seven Nights Demon Lord.

Syllable!

After showing that the envelope was not broken in front of Daoxuan Zhenren and others, Lu Xueqi crushed the mud seal, tore open the seal, and took out the letter paper inside.

After shaking his hand and making sure that there was no secret plot or poison attached to the three pieces of letter, he handed them over to Dao Xuan Zhenren.

"Read." Seeing that Lu Xueqi was about to hand over the letter, Dao Xuanzhen's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"Uncle Master." Hearing Dao Xuan's order, Lu Xueqi paused and said in surprise.

Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed, his laughter was full of an inexplicable momentum, and he said word by word: "My righteous path is unspeakable, since the little devil of Qiye dares to write a book to provoke, then he dares to continue." ”

"Xueqi, you read out all the things on it, Lao Dao wants to know what this little devil has written."

Master Puhong and Jin Guang also nodded in agreement.

Deep down, these three people have already decided that this is the war book under the Ming Xiaoyang, and they want to officially declare war on the righteous path!

"Dao Xuan old cow nose, Pu Hong old bald donkey," Lu Xueqi picked up the letter paper, just read a beginning, and then couldn't read it anymore.

"Read!" Jin Guang shouted vigorously, and the profound cultivation condensed in his voice fell into the ears of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Master Pu Hong, causing the two of them to change their complexions slightly.

"And Jinguang, you big idiot." Lu Xueqi continued to read, "This Holy Monarch saved a life, are you very disappointed, to be honest, this Holy Monarch himself is a little disappointed, and he didn't get what you wanted." ”

Hearing this, in the Yuqing Palace, there was a burst of suppressed and extremely low laughter, and many disciples were amused.

Even Lu Xueqi, who was reading this letter, couldn't help but have a curvature at the corner of her mouth, "If this Holy Monarch didn't guess wrong, you should be interrogating Zhang Xiaofan's piece of wood now!" ”

Zhang Xiaofan!

Hearing the information transmitted on Ming Xiaoyang's letterhead, many people remembered this experience and subconsciously looked at the hall.

I saw that Zhang Xiaofan was still kneeling there, motionless.

"Needless to say," Lu Xueqi glanced at ten lines, looking at all the things on the first page of the letter in her eyes, almost unable to believe her eyes, how could this be?

The tone paused slightly, and the tone turned low, "You must think that Zhang Xiaofan's piece of wood is a devil's spy because of the bloodthirsty beads and the Great Fan's Prajna!" ”

"It's a pity, this stupid piece of wood is indeed not a devil's spy, unless this saint's brain was kicked by a donkey, otherwise how could he choose such a stupid fool to be a spy for himself, it's really a big joke! As for the origin of the bloodthirsty beads on his body and the Great Brahma Prajna, this Holy Monarch knows a little, but I don't know if you are interested in hearing it! ”

Speaking of this, Lu Xueqi, who had already read the letter quickly, his face changed greatly, and he could hardly believe his eyes, suddenly raised his head and looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, waiting for his decision.

has always been cold and unparalleled, like a fairy in the moon, Xiao Zhufeng's tall and delicate body trembled slightly, and he stumbled slightly, almost not falling to the ground.

"Go on." Dao Xuan Zhenren shouted.

"Yes." Lu Xueqi agreed, and then recited again, "The bloodthirsty bead has been lost for a long time, and as far as this Holy Monarch knows, the last time this thing appeared was in the hands of Puzhi Bald Donkey, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. According to the report of the Earth Dragon Scout, seven years ago, Pu Zhi secretly went to Qingyun Mountain, wanting to exchange the Great Brahma of Tianyin Temple for the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao of Qingyun Gate to get a glimpse of the mystery of immortality. Soon after, Ben Shengjun got the information, and the bald donkey of Puzhi sat down inexplicably. ”

"With Zhang Xiaofan's ability to this piece of wood, it is impossible to seek bloodthirsty beads and Dafa Prajna from Puzhi's body seven years ago, if this holy monarch is not expected, things should be like this, Puzhi bald donkey has suffered some kind of accident, his life is not long, the last trace of concern in his heart is attacked, accept Zhang Xiaofan's apprentice, and teach Zhang Xiaofan the bloodthirsty beads and Dafa Prajna that he carries with him to Zhang Xiaofan, and then kill all his relatives and create a bloody case, so that Zhang Xiaofan's piece of wood can logically worship into Qingyunmen, Gather the strengths of Buddhism and Taoism and get a glimpse of the mystery of immortality! ”

"What?" Hearing this, everyone in the righteous path couldn't sit still, and countless people told themselves in their hearts that Ming Xiaoyang's guess was just nonsense, but reason told them that this was the most likely speculation.

Dao Xuan Zhenren jumped up even more subconsciously, and looked at the people of Tianyin Temple with a sharp gaze.