As soon as these words fell, several female disciples of the Great Moon Hades Palace all laughed.

Gongsun Ting and the surrounding elders of the Fire Sword Sect were a little embarrassed, especially the few thin-skinned elders behind Gongsun Ting, who stood there a little at a loss.

Isn't this a blatant statement that their holy son is inferior in cultivation?

When Xiao Yu'er heard this, she couldn't help but think of Wu Qiren, who seemed impossible to everyone in the Great Moon Underworld Palace, and she didn't know why she neither resisted nor approved in her heart.

Jian Ling also smiled in his heart, and then said to the disciples, "Do any of you want to come into contact with this Fire Sword Sect Holy Son?"

When the disciples of the Great Moon Hades Palace heard this, they were all silent.

If it weren't for the long history of the Fire Sword Sect, and Mo Tianyun was in charge, the four major sects might all be removed, and everyone in the Nine Heavens South China Sea knew that Mo Tianyun used too many secret methods in his early years, and the deadline was approaching.

A marriage like this is inherently emotionless, so peeling it off thoroughly is for the sake of profit.

At this time, Gongsun Ting looked a little embarrassed, originally he wanted to use the marriage to make friends with the Great Moon Hades Palace, but now it seems very difficult.

Jian Ling glanced at Qiu Ruoshui and said, "Rushui, what about you?"

Qiu Ruoshui took two steps forward, gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "My crescent mark has been thrown......."

Her crescent moon mark had been cast to Yu Shangqing, and then it was finally destroyed by Yu Shangqing's battle with others, but her mind had already been revealed.

Refuse!

Jian Ling sighed, looked at Gongsun Ting helplessly, and said, "It's not that I don't want to form a good alliance with the Lihuo Sword Sect, it's just that my disciples don't want to......... This time the tour family recruits sons-in-law, you can let Wu Qiren give it a try"

The cruising clan recruits sons-in-law, how high is that vision? Especially now that many geniuses are gathered in one place, how can Wu Qiren be selected?

Gongsun Ting smiled bitterly in his heart and did not speak.

"Wait, I'm very curious about your Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect, and I'm willing to make friends with your Holy Son."

At this moment, Ding Qiuyu, who had been silent, stood up and said.

Gongsun Ting looked at it, and his eyes were happy, this Ding Qiuyu is the second-ranked female disciple of the Great Moon Hades Palace, and it would be good if he could tie the knot with the Holy Son.

When the surrounding female disciples of the Great Moon Hades Palace heard Ding Qiuyu's words, they all looked at Ding Qiuyu like idiots, they really didn't understand why the second senior sister of their sect would value this kid of the Nine Rank Golden Immortal.

"Autumn rain?"

Jian Ling was also stunned when she heard Ding Qiuyu's words, and she couldn't believe it.

Ding Qiuyu thought of a sword on the Sifang platform yesterday, and somehow, the ghost made the god stand up.

Gongsun Ting smiled, stroked his palm, and said, "That's the best, then I'll ........."

Just when Gongsun Ting was about to set up a marriage line for Wen Qingye, a disciple from the Fire Sword Sect hurriedly ran in.

"Master, the big thing is not good, the Holy Son took the senior brother and said that he was going to Guanlan Pavilion and Tianjiang Sect to be fair."

When Gongsun Ting heard this, he was suddenly startled, and his brain went blank, that Nangong Wang was sometimes a madman who didn't care about the consequences, if that madman was for the revenge of killing his son........

"I see, let's go check it out"

Gongsun Ting forced himself to calm down and glanced at the surrounding elders.

Several elders around also understood the meaning of the master, and hurriedly left the front hall of the Great Moon Hades Palace to entertain guests.

Jian Ling was frowning beside him, this Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, a kid with no brains, he alone took that Beitang Jue and a few disciples to dare to go to Nangong Wang for the trouble of that madman? Especially since Nangong Xun still died at his hands.

This time, it is very likely that there is a danger to his life, and he will even lose Beitang.

When the time comes, the Fire Sword Sect is determined to deal with the Guanlan Pavilion, and the Yan Vein will definitely take action from it, and my Great Moon Hades Palace will ........

Jian Ling's mind began to spin rapidly, thinking about the possibility of things happening.

"I heard that Wu Qiren killed Nangong Xun, he still dares to go to Nangong Wang, he is dead, Nangong Wang has already released words to kill him."

"It's so uncalm, didn't you see that their heads didn't trouble Nangong Wang for the time being?"

.........

The disciples of the Great Moon Hades Palace also talked about it one by one.

Jian Ling took a sip of tea lightly and said with a smile: "Don't you have to go and see the head of Gongsun?"

Gongsun Ting pretended to be calm and smiled: "No"

If he couldn't handle one of the lackeys under his command before, then the Fire Sword Sect would really lose face.

.........

Louyang West Garden Middle Hall, main hall.

A middle-aged man with his fists clenched and his eyes red sat on top of the leader, judging from the aura emanating from the surroundings, this person's cultivation should be in the Infinite Golden Immortal.

This middle-aged man is Nangong Wang, the master of Guanlan Pavilion.

Below, an old man with a long face, a bronze face, a pair of copper bell-like eyes, and a wisp of goatee floating on his pointed chin said seriously: "Brother Nangong, this Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect is said to be very valued by that Mo Tianyun, even Gongsun Ting does not dare to snub him, so it's better not to touch his moldy head now."

Nangong Wang gasped for breath and said angrily: "On top of the Yanmai wedding, he killed my biological heir, how can I not avenge this revenge?"

The old man said helplessly: "Hey, the dead camel is bigger than the horse, and now the situation in the South China Sea has changed greatly in the Nine Days, and the Wu Clan has appeared inexplicably, and the Yanmai can only postpone the plan to deal with the Fire Sword Sect, so I'll wait until now."

This old man is the sect master of the contemporary Tianjiang Sect.

The two of them were discussing how to deal with the Lihuo Sword Sect this time, and when they were discussing, Wen Qingye came, which made Nangong Wang, the master of Guanlan Pavilion, lose control of his emotions.

Nangong Xun, the young pavilion master of Guanlan Pavilion, competed with Wen Qingye during the Yanmai wedding, and was killed by Zhang Xiaoyun with a sword of Wen Qingye's body and turned into ashes.

And Nangong Xun is Nangong Wang's only son, how can he not hate Wen Qingye?

Nangong Wang gritted his teeth, and his voice was a little low, "I can't bear it, I must kill him, definitely"

As he spoke, Nangong Wang was about to walk towards the door.

The head of the Tianjiang Sect hurriedly stood up and said, "Brother Nangong, don't be impatient, don't spoil the big thing, the Wu clan is the enemy."

"What kind of bullshit is a big deal, it has nothing to do with me, I will kill this Wu Qiren"

After Nangong Wang finished speaking, with a fierce murderous intent in his eyes, he walked towards the door, but in the next moment, his footsteps stopped.

The head of the Tianjiang Sect was just about to get up, when he saw Nangong Wang's footsteps stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, this madman was still a little sensible.

Nangong Wang's eyes narrowed tightly, looking at the white-clothed young man standing at the door in front of him, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The young man in white glanced at Nangong and laughed: "I heard, you want to kill me?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

As soon as the white-clothed young man finished speaking, a group of Guanlan Pavilion masters walked in in embarrassment, among which there were many disciples of the Fire Sword Sect, and the Guanlan Pavilion masters were all like great enemies, tightly surrounding the white-clothed youth.

(End of chapter)