Mr. Yang ignored me and Sister Yun, he turned his gaze to the east and asked, "What do the two Dongzun think?"

Although they were far away, Mr. Yang's soft words were clearly transmitted to the east.

Dongzun and the two talked in a low voice, and the blonde woman said: Everything is up to the Holy Lord to decide.

Hey, if you don't say it, you don't say it. Perhaps it was difficult for the two of them to guess the thoughts of the Holy Lord, so they could only deal with the matter with a pertinent word.

And what is Mr. Yang's mind? Can't guess.

"Hmm."

Mr. Yang returned the favor with a smile. He turned his gaze to the north and asked, "What is Mr. Yang's opinion?"

"Mr. Yang?"

Mr. Yang's title of Beizun is the most respectful. It can be seen that Beizun's status in the Zhuxin Society is no less than that of Sister Yun.

The corners of Beizun's mouth hooked a light smile, and he said softly: Holy Lord Miao praised. Wang Hua's hasty scene was indeed an insult to the majesty of the Heart Society, and it almost made several lords meet each other, and the blame could not be escaped.

"It's over, there must be no good words in Beizun's mouth. It seems that he and An Fen are in the same group, and they are definitely going to kill me. ”

When I sneaked a glance at Sister Yun, her eyes were also uneasy.

The three great lords, Sister Yun is determined to protect me, and even if Dongzun has the intention of protecting me, his words are ambiguous, which is not good for me. Now, if Beizun stabs horizontally, then it will be a two-to-one situation. For even a month, not only could I not save it, but I didn't even know if I could save my own life.

In my heart, I began to think helplessly about how to die.

Beizun paused, changed his words, and said: Although Wang Hua is to blame, his troubles show that there are loopholes in the regulatory review of our Zhuxin Society, and it should be good if there is a response mechanism to prevent problems before they happen. From this point of view, Wang Hua's scene is a good thing. And as Madame said, if you unjustly kill a good person, it will be detrimental to the reputation of my Punishment Society.

After Beizun finished speaking word by word and seriously, he bowed to Brother Liang.

"That'...... According to the gentleman, how to deal with it? ”

"The Lord is wise, and everything is decided by the Lord of God."

Mr. Yang smiled and nodded slightly, and said: Mr. is sincere and taught.

"Don't dare."

In my heart, I am grateful to Beizun.

Of course, I also wondered, what kind of person is he? Friend or foe? Is it pro or sparse?

To the east, one of the men of the Lord said embarrassedly: Holy Lord, how can you tell whether Lian Yue has been wronged or not?

"This is easy to do, let the 'Ghost Face Hades' come out."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, a black shadow fell to Mr. Yang's side like lightning.

"Wow!"

Everyone raised their weapons and quickly surrounded Brother Liang, staring at the uninvited guests in front of them.

If you look closely, the person who came turned out to be an "eight-year god".

This old man, who doesn't come early or late, arrives as quickly as a ghost at a critical moment.

Brother Liang held the "Eight-Sided Absolute God" and said with a smile: Everyone stand down, this is my master.

The eight-faced god pretended to tremble, and said with a smile: I'm scared to death of the old woman, so many people.

Mr. Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Master said that he laughed, even if there are several times more people, they are not your opponents.

Seeing that the two of them were laughing freely and very harmoniously, everyone put away their weapons and took a few steps back.

Sister Yun saluted the eight-faced god: I was offended just now, and I hope my seniors will forgive me.

"Yo, such a handsome girl, my vision is extraordinary."

Sister Yun smiled shyly, her eyes full of gratitude.

My heart was sour, and I buried my head down.

However, this old lady is indeed worthy of gratitude, if she hadn't dragged down the masters of Anfen by herself just now, I and Lian Yue's little life would have reached Huangquan.

The eight-faced god looked around and shouted into the phalanx to the north: "Since the 'Ghost Head Hades' have arrived, please show up."

The people looked to the north and wondered who the old lady was referring to.

"Well, what about Ah Zheng?"

"You're still there, going to the bathroom?"

"No way, I just saw it."

Ah Zheng is an old man in Mr. Department, two meters tall, usually wooden, secretive, bizarrely, he has a terrible "yin and yang face", half of it is black, generally white, so he often wears a black scarf.

Seeing that no one answered, the old lady sneered a few times and scolded: If you old ghost don't come out again, I'm going to pick up your short.

As soon as the old lady's words fell, a tall and thin old man with a black veil jumped down from the top wall.

"Ah Zheng."

The people from the north shouted incredulously.

The tall and thin old man followed the example of the old lady and walked leisurely. When it was approaching, he glared at the old lady with a smile and said: "Sister Ying, you and I have been retired for many years, and you still have to find out my old man.

After the old man finished speaking, he saluted the people and said, "I have seen the Holy Lord, the Venerable Lord, and all of you.

"Sister Ying?"

It turns out that the surname of the eight-sided god should be, and I always thought that these unfathomable predecessors were nameless and surnameless.

Mrs. Ying was also not polite, pointing to the old man who was called the "Ghost Head Hades" and said: This old man was a character who could compete with me back then. To be honest, his fist and foot kung fu or something, it's a mess, and the most terrifying thing is that he has a ghostly face that can know a person's past. Back then, if I hadn't used my profound internal strength to get rid of his 'soul destroying and accepting souls' method, now, I would have been out of the world.

After listening to the words of the eight-faced god, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

"Is it magical?"

The magic skills of the eight-sided god are rare in the world, and the person who can compete with her and make her afraid of three points is naturally a first-class master.

Everyone carefully probed the "ghost head Hades" in front of them, he was indeed very tall, about sixty years old, his temples were white, the top of his head was a little bald, and his thin face was covered with a black veil, and he couldn't distinguish his appearance.

"Okay, we're old acquaintances, polite words are avoided, it's time for you to go on the field to check the authenticity."

After Mrs. Ying finished speaking, she made a gesture of please.

Ah Zheng shook his head, his smiling eyes were full of helplessness, and when he was about to do the exercises, Mrs. Ying interrupted him, faced Mr. Yang, and said: "Disciple, you still invite a few lords and the eight elder masters, as well as the weak Wang Hua to come over, and the rest of the people can retreat."

"Weak and windy?"

Mrs. Ying's words almost choked me to death in anger, and I didn't eat with my fists and feet.

"Okay, everything is up to Master."

Mr. Yang waved his hand, and the sacrificial hall was much deserted.

At this time, Qu Kelai was still kneeling on the ground, he stared at the two masters with a gaze that seemed to believe or not, and a look of panic was fixed on his face.

And Lian Yue seemed to see hope, although her body was sealed in the golden sand, her face became more and more energetic.

Several elder lords were still a little hesitant, but the holy order was difficult to disobey, and the fear in their hearts disappeared by seven or eight points when they thought that the holy lord and the venerable lord were already present.

In the center of the altar, there were one Holy Lord, three Venerable Lords, eight Elder Lords, two Divine Beings, Lian Yue, Qu Kelai, and me, a total of 17 people.

Then, with the two masters as the center, we formed a circle.

The people in the phalanx involuntarily got out of the stands and came towards the center of the altar.

"Sister Ying, I'm old, and my skills are not as good as before, and when I get lucky, I may have to use some of my sister's skills."

"Tsk, you old ghost, you have to ask me for it, okay, I won't drop the chain for you."

Ah Zheng took off the mask, and a black and white grimace suddenly scared my calves and almost fell out of the circle, but fortunately there was a blonde woman from Dongzun standing behind me, and she held me with her jade hand.

Suddenly, I saw Ah Zheng shaking violently, chanting an incomprehensible incantation in his mouth, and his black lips trembled violently like two leaves plucked by the wind.

Everyone looked at him intently, for fear that he would commit a hysterical act and do terrible things.

And Mrs. Ying is no longer surprised, squinting, quiet like a sleeping baby.

"Bang bang bang!"

A loud crash sounded in the center of the circle.

Strangely, a cloud of black mist enveloped Ah Zheng, and a series of strange crashing sounds came from inside.

Suddenly, the black mist slowly dispersed, swallowing us in a circle.

After a short time, I felt like my body and mind had been sucked in by the black mist.

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