After the sect master finished reprimanding his disciple, he turned his head and said with a smile to Qiao An: "This person has just come up from the lower realm, his vision is low, he is dead-headed, and he doesn't understand these etiquettes. ”

Joan held the teacup, leaned lazily on the chair, looked unpredictable, and raised her head slightly after hearing this, indicating that she knew.

The sect master's disciples responded cautiously, and went to Shenzun Mountain again, and went back and forth three times, and the disciples of the Sword Sect turned blue, and they didn't invite this big-name fat ancestor uncle.

The sect master's face was not good-looking, and he stood up and said, "I'll go personally!" ”

"Wait." Qiao An stood up expressionlessly, patted her dress, and said slowly: "I'll go in person to see who is the one who dares to lose my face!" ”

The sect master felt a sigh in his heart, knowing that it was not good, but he couldn't stop it, so he could only follow Qiao An and go up to Shenzun Mountain.

Jianzun's mansion is located halfway up the Shenzun Mountain, and after Qiao An took Jing Yiran and Bei Sansan down, he didn't approach, but only stood in the square outside the gate of the mansion and looked inward.

The Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect followed, flicked his sleeves, and shouted loudly with a blue face: "Big fat uncle, the old ancestor is here, and he hasn't come to greet him!" ”

This sentence has just fallen.

A voice rang out from inside the mansion.

"The ancestors are immortals, and they should welcome themselves."

The voice was as low as a cello, slowly flowing through the air, with a little calmness, as if it were just an ordinary meeting, and with this sound, a white corner appeared at the door of the mansion, and then slowly appeared from behind the door.

The full picture is revealed.

His appearance is only delicate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously he has no aura around him, just an ordinary person, but just standing there, it makes people feel a sense of danger, and the momentum around him is strong, as if he has been in a high position for a long time, and he looks at people with contempt.

His face was very calm and calm, and he could even be regarded as gentle, but when the Divine Sword Sect Sect Master touched his eyes that were as black as deep tan, he instantly made him dumb the words that he was about to reprimand.

After Bei Sansan saw this person clearly, his legs were weak in an instant, and he subconsciously grabbed Jing Yiran's hand sleeve, and his knees were half-soft with a look of horror, "Dada...... Big guy?! ”

Jing Yiran just looked at the monk who came out.

He was dressed in white, his long black hair was meticulously erected with a jade crown, and he wore ornaments around his waist, and with the movement of walking, he made a crisp jade impact sound, his posture was slender, his steps were calm, and he was polite, as if everyone was born, even in the face of the catastrophe fairy, he did not show half of his fear, and even showed a smile that seemed to be smiling, and made a salute to her respectfully.

"Greetings...... Your Highness. ”

His voice was calm, and he called out the name he had been accustomed to.

Joan narrowed her eyes slightly, and then the corners of her mouth rose, outlining a slightly cool and upturned arc.

Wave your hand hard!

A strong wind threw it out fiercely, hitting the first zero in the abdomen, making him unable to resist at all, and his body flew upside down and slammed into the wall.

"Bang!"

The first generation of zero fell into the wall, suddenly felt that the bones were about to crack painfully, the corners of his lips hooked, raising a fleeting short-term coldness, red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he licked his lips with his tongue, tasted the smell of blood, he lowered his eyelids, looked at the clothes with a hole in his abdomen, and inevitably sank a haze at his eyebrows.

It hurts.

His body began to tremble with excitement.

How long has it been since I've tasted beaten like this?