As time passed, the sweat on Star Slayer's forehead became more and more, and the rest of the Venerable Master was also pressed tightly to the corner, although it was not as uncomfortable as Star Slayer, but it was not as good as that.

Xingyun secretly scolded innocent people in his heart, but he had already seen Shen Qingyan's intention, so he also pretended to be trapped somewhere, and in the depths of the spiritual vein, the spiritual power secretly rotated.

And Xinghe is not so lucky, the already slightly chubby body, the spiritual breath does not run as fast as ordinary people, the spiritual breath is blocked, and it is not uncomfortable to freeze there.

Shen Qingyan's eyes swept over everyone again, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, today she is going to bully the weak with the strong, she wants to see, what can these people do? What can she do?

The eclipse was still calm, suppressing his anger, and his deep eyes were like a whirlpool, bottomless.

Xinghui was also sweating like rain at this time, poof, a mouthful of blood spit out, half-kneeling on the ground, her physical fitness did not seem to be as good as several other masters.

Seeing this, Xingyun's eyes were slightly gloomy, his steps moved slightly, he took a step closer to her, and crossed the aura in his hand to her a little, relieving her pain.

Xinghui raised her pale face and looked at Xingyun, her eyes full of doubts, Xingyun did not look at her, but her eyes were slightly lowered, her face was brushed aside, and her eyes glanced faintly in the direction of Xingyue.

Xingyu was still immersed in his thoughts, full of thoughts, as if Shen Qingyan's aura could not disrupt his thoughts.

Xingyue saw Nebula's movements, and lowered her eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

After a long time, Shen Qingyan finally spoke,

"Star Killing Senior Nephew, do you really want to continue to play this boring game with your uncle?"

As she spoke, her eyes were slightly curved, she took a slight step forward, leaned in front of Xing Kill, and said lightly in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

"How's it going, what does it feel like to be pressed by someone?"

Xing Slay raised his eyes to look at her, and said with heavy anger,

"I asked myself, I have never offended you, so why do you press so closely? I have my own decision in Kunshan, you are an outsider, why should you get involved? ”

Shen Qingyan listened to the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and his lips sneered,

"Why am I not qualified to mix, but I am a disciple of the Medicine Garden and also belong to Kunshan, or is it your senior uncle, the Supreme Elder of Kunshan, why am I not qualified to mix?"

She paused, then spoke again,

"You should know that it was the seven Venerable Masters of Kunshan who were pressed by outsiders and couldn't raise their heads to spread the good news, or the Taishang Elder who returned from Southern Xinjiang was furious when he saw that his favorite junior was wronged, it was good."

In the former, not only Kunshan's reputation was ruined, but the seven Venerable Masters estimated that they would not be able to raise their heads in the future.

And the latter is just a short-tempered Taishang elder blaming the junior, to say a small point, that is, the elder has a temper, and the Venerable Master is just coaxing out of filial piety.

Xing Lu has a good face, not to mention Kunshan's face, he won't know how to choose, now the remaining four eighth-order Supreme Elders are in retreat, no one in Kunshan is her opponent, if Xing Lu is smart enough, he should know what to do.

This notoriety, she Shen Qingyan beared, but in exchange, she was going to decide the position of the sixth Supreme Elder in Kunshan.

The expected thing happened, and after a pause, Xing Kill paused before speaking aloud,

"Xing Lu knows his mistake, he shouldn't contradict his uncle, and he asks his uncle to punish him. It's just that I don't know what Uncle Shi has experienced in southern Xinjiang, even the life card is broken, and his life is unharmed. ”

Compared with the lesser of the two, Xing Lu chose the latter, which was already expected by Shen Qingyan.

However, his words still had a little taste at the beginning, but in the second half of the sentence, it all became the taste of gnashing teeth, the implication is that you still ran back to harm people, why didn't you die in southern Xinjiang?

But where would Shen Qingyan care about this, as long as he admitted his identity, she didn't care about the rest.

The corners of his mouth bent slightly, and he said,

"The star killing master and nephew don't know, the uncle was originally in prison and almost couldn't come back, but who knows, after all, it was a little worse, and he happened to fall into the tomb of an unknown powerhouse, got his inheritance, and also raised the spirit level to the seventh order at once, which is also all good luck."

Her face was smiling extremely brightly, but Xing Slay was desperately pressing the urge to tear her face up, revealing a smile, and squeezed out these words from between her teeth,

"Uncle Shi is fine."

The corners of Shen Qingyan's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled,

"Uncle Shi is naturally fine."

She paused, looked at the Huo Yuanshuang in the array again, and said,

"Since there are still doubts about Huo Yuanshuang, then please also ask my nephew to check carefully, whether there is anything missing, this person, I will take it back to the medicine garden to watch first, and make sure that she will not do anything out of the ordinary, and the rest will still bother the nephew."

As she spoke, she threw a look at Qin Mu and motioned for him to step forward and untie the shackles on Huo Yuanshuang's body.

Qin Mu received the look, stepped forward, and lifted the shackles on Huo Yuanshuang's body in three or two clicks.

At this time, Huo Yuanshuang was also out of strength, and the weight of his entire body was overwhelming his body.

Qin Mu held Huo Yuanshuang and looked at Shen Qingyan.

Shen Qingyan smiled lightly at Xing Lu,

"I'm causing trouble to my nephew, my uncle will come back from a catastrophe, and I have to go to your uncle and ancestor to say goodbye first, so I won't bother much."

After speaking, she took the coercion and turned to leave.

Xing Lu looked at the direction she left and clenched his fists tightly, this person is too crazy.

But his strength is suppressed, what can he do? I only hope that all the Supreme Elders will hurry up and get rid of this stain.

Xingyun was also looking at the direction of Shen Qingyan's departure, his eyes slightly gloomy.

This person's mind is too terrifying, it's not that she doesn't know that Xing Ji has a good face, but she firmly grasps this point and forces him to comply.

The sword goes sideways, although this move is dangerous, but the effect is remarkable.

Or, all this has long been in her hands.

"Ahem, cough, ......."

A heart-rending cough brought his thoughts back.

Xingyue looked at Xinghui like this, exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over, touching her pulse, but at this moment, a large mouthful of blood spit out from Xinghui's mouth, which happened to be poured on the stone bricks at Xingyun's feet.

Xingyun watched his eyes shrink, quickly squatted down, held her up, touched her pulse, frowned tightly, and cursed secretly.

Xinghui has been used to living a pampered life for so many years, and she has almost taken care of all the previous diseases, but she was forced by Shen Qingyan's coercion again, but she forced out the root of the disease many years ago.

His eyes were slightly gloomy, looking at Xinghui's pale face, Xingyun threw away the wine jar in his hand, picked her up horizontally, ignored everyone's exclamations, and walked straight in the direction of Xiaozhufeng.

Xinghui fell weakly into his arms, a delicate face that was pale without any blood.

The two of them, it seems that they haven't gotten along so quietly for a long time.

Since that incident, she has been saddened that he has fallen willingly, and spends his days in chaos on Xiaozhu Peak.

And he, I don't know if it's intentional, or really doesn't care, always makes her angry.

Xinghui fell weakly into Xinghe's arms, his eyes full of tears, for a long time, he treated her like air and never ignored her.

"You........ Ahem, ahem, ahem....."

Xinghui wanted to say something, but it caused another heart-rending cough.

Since that incident, her body has not been good, even if her spiritual level is high and her spiritual power is strong, she is almost nourished by the elixir.