"Evil demon, you dare to hurt our brothers and sisters of the Iron Palm Gang! Just wait for our elders to wash your mountain gate in blood!" Before Elder Yun could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the girl named Jia Yuanyuan, and she didn't know how she broke free from the control of Elder Yun's mysterious method, and she could actually speak, at first, she could only struggle weakly while spewing gray smoke from her mouth and nose.

"Iron Palm Gang?" Yin Chen only spoke up at this time: "The Iron Palm Gang of the Ten Great Sects?"

"Not bad. The girl ignored the temporary disciples of the Demon Power Pavilion behind her, and shouted while struggling: "We are the Iron Palm Gang! There are a number of famous and decent families in the world!

Yinchen turned his head and looked at Zhang Mengmeng: "She is the Iron Palm Gang?"

"Her name is Jia Yuanyuan, she is the apprentice of the Iron Palm Gang to worship Jia Zhengzheng, a famous young master in the rivers and lakes, and she has entered the body ...... It's embarrassing for my sister...... She's a bad person, right, she wants to kill you!" Zhang Mengmeng very consciously began to hint at Yinchen at this time, trying to influence Yinchen's judgment, she didn't want to teach Yinchen badly, but wanted to protect Yinchen, she must not let Yinchen try to protect Jia Yuanyuan in front of the elders, that would anger the elders, and Jia Yuanyuan's arrogant and indifferent hypocrites would never accept Yinchen's love. Zhang Mengmeng, who escaped from Jia Yuanyuan's hands several times, knows very well that people like Jia Yuanyuan are people who are full of benevolence and morality in front of people and dirty behind them. She couldn't let Silver Dust be deceived by this kind of person's "glamorous appearance".

Yinchen nodded, agreeing with his sister's words, but at the same time, Jia Yuanyuan's scream sounded again: "I'm a bad person!

"Smack!" "What?" A slap and Silver Dust's exclamation rang out at the same time. Elder Yun's face was gloomy and left five fingerprints on Jia Yuanyuan's face, and Yinchen was startled by her words.

"A thousand? really...... A thousand?" Silver Dust's voice suddenly became solemn. He had also seen the warehouse where the hostages were kept, and at that hurried glance, he thought that there were only forty or fifty people, but where did he think that there were so many people.

"What does the Demon Pavilion's desire to do? Massacre?" Silver Dust's heart was spinning rapidly, and he felt that a certain holy flame in his heart was rapidly extinguishing, and for a moment, a strong righteous indignation flashed in his heart, but this righteous indignation that had not yet turned into actions or even words only rolled in his chest, and was forcibly pushed back by reason. It was as if thousands of tons of muck were leaning on top of a tiny candle. Yinchen is well aware of his situation, he is now a prisoner, a hostage, but his use value is much higher than those who have taken him captive, and he has a good relationship with a formal disciple who seems to have a bit of power, so that he can sleep peacefully in a separate room.

He actually didn't have the capital to fight against the Demon Pavilion, and even the Iron Palm Gang among the ten major sects didn't have it.

"No, it should be said that all the people here are hostages, they are prisoners, they are all poor worms who have been kidnapped by some kind of 'ambition'. Yinchen didn't know why he came up with such thoughts, it looked like justifying his actions and finding reasons for his inaction, he only knew that even if he was dissatisfied with the actions of the Demon Pavilion, for now, he had no qualifications to speak out differently.

Yinchen's face changed with his thoughts, becoming more and more ugly, Elder Yun and Zhang Mengmeng both stared at him, and Jia Yuanyuan also seemed to realize something, and began to stare at his face uneasily. Elder Yun's eyes were sharp, and her inky black pupils were full of a cold light like a hidden weapon, and she carefully hid her left hand in a sleeve that was narrower than others, and a few subtle lancets of cold light emerged from the sleeve, flashing with a vicious light in the morning light. Zhang Mengmeng's face was pale, and there were tears rolling in her eyes from time to time, and she seemed to remember at this time that the relationship between Yinchen and Mowei Pavilion was hostile at the beginning, and Yinchen was taken in and was one of the victims of that plan. The "success" of persuading Yinchen to cultivate the "Remnant Soul Sutra" and the intimate and harmonious relationship in the past two days made Zhang Mengmeng forget, or selectively forget the initial confrontation between her and Yinchen, and forget the unwarranted disaster that she and her Mowei Pavilion imposed on this little boy. In any case, it was wrong to kidnap a thousand fighting people, and Zhang Mengmeng herself knew that it was wrong, but she was in the Demon Pavilion, and most of the time, she couldn't help herself.

"Yinchen, don't think about it, okay?" Zhang Mengmeng knew that she had to do something at this time, she had to redeem Yinchen's impression of the Demon Pavilion, because her life was in the hands of Silver Dust, when Silver Dust really broke with the Demon Pavilion, neither Elder Feng nor Elder Yun would spare her, and the entire Demon Pavilion would not spare her, because Silver Dust had something on her body that made the entire Demon Pavilion's heart move, the Demon King's breath, the Remnant Soul Sutra , and other possible existences, bigger secrets and opportunities, are all in the hands of this little boy, and in the past few days in the Demon Pavilion, Silver Dust has unconsciously made the people of the Demon Pavilion's request for him.

Therefore, just to survive, Zhang Mengmeng must also avoid the evil of Silver Dust and Mowei Pavilion.

"I'd like not to think about it, but I have to know, what the hell is going on? Why are you kidnapping me? Why are you kidnapping so many people?" Yinchen forced a certain emotion that was hot in his heart, trying to make his voice sound calm, but when his emotions fluctuated violently, the area around his body also became manic. It seems to others that he is beginning to exude an aura that is a little difficult to parry.

"Can you tell me what the hell is going on? What the hell are you going to do, reselling human organs?" Despite all the wisdom that kept reminding him, don't act impulsively, be patient, wait, hide like a pit viper, and wait quietly for the moment when the time is ripe for the truth to naturally surface, but he still can't do it completely, because he is not only a magician, but also a little boy who has not grown up.

"You're already a bit against the elders, little one. Without waiting for Zhang Mengmeng to speak, Elder Yun's voice came first, cold, without the slightest emotion, as if the appreciation just now was just a show. In an instant, a treacherous and cruel smile like a spell appeared on Elder Yun's face, her hands sticking out of her sleeves, each holding a lancet in her hand.

Silver Dust turned sideways slightly, allowing himself to face Elder Yun completely, at this time he already knew, or rather thought, that he might be about to break with the Demon Pavilion. He had actually expected this day for a long time, but in his plan, this day would at least wait until he became the king of the realm or even the strongest king.

"Can't even ask? I just don't want to be kept in the dark. Instead, Yinchen's voice calmed down more and more, and even took on a slight gentle taste. His heart seemed to calm down all of a sudden, because the congested feeling in his heart disappeared, and his brain suddenly stopped being confused and dazed, and began to calculate and evaluate around a certain goal.

"Today, the deity will first teach you this little thorn, in the Demon Pavilion, the elder Venerable is what he says, and the only thing that is a disciple is obedience. Elder Yun's voice brought a treacherous fluctuation, a dark and silent ripple appeared in the air, Elder Yun didn't seem to move at all, but the ghost-shaped wind had already filled the three-foot range around her.

"Huh. Silver Dust let out two miserable chuckles, he knew what he was going to face, he knew the insurmountable gap between himself and a Distraction Elder, he knew that under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have any spell that could hurt this person, he knew that if he went back to three days ago, he would only be killed in front of this woman, but he didn't.

Because for the first time in his life, he had a head-to-head support with such a master, and despite this dependence, Yinchen himself didn't dare to show it off.