When the Chenguang Daoist saw clearly that one of the two people involved was Ying Wubao, he was immediately furious! Especially since she was still tied to a thin bamboo pole not far away that made him dislike it when he saw it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Chenguang didn't know Luyi, but he inexplicably saw the shadow of a woman he wanted to devour alive from this little girl! Chenguang instantly had a bad guess in his heart, this time, Tianquan's face was going to be thrown to the sky!

The Morning Light Daoist pressed Yun Teng and walked straight out of the ring, "Say, who is it?"

The little referee Jin Dan shrunk his neck and took a step forward cautiously: "Back to the master, it was a summons from the disciple." In this competition, Wan Jun was green under the Immortal Gate, and he was suspected of using the Soul Yuan Needle. "The elders of the various factions who followed Chenguang were all stunned in surprise, how could such a vicious secret weapon be used by such a little girl?

The Chenguang Daoist didn't seem to hear the little referee's advice, and took another step forward, approaching the green, with a dazzling light in his eyes: "Say!

The little referee silently wiped the cold sweat in his heart, it turned out that the head of the house was not asking questions to himself, and when he put his mind at ease, he also looked at the green with a little curiosity.

The bound green spirit was entrenched in the ring, and the cold air that had dissipated for a short time condensed into water droplets, wetting a large area of her skirt, her pale little face, and her panicked and uneasy expression, looking very pitiful and embarrassed, and she couldn't see the previous viciousness at all. She replied tremblingly, "I don't know...... I don't know what a Soul Element Needle is...... I just picked up a few embroidery needles...... I don't know anything......"

The Morning Light Daoist stretched out his hand towards Ying Wubao. She suddenly had a sense of well-being, and the dog's legs took the glass, and together with a few needles that were still stuck on it, they carefully placed it on Chenguang's hand. The shrunken glass, lined with needles that have not changed in size, allows everyone to see very clearly.

Chenguang pinched the glass, almost poking the green face, "You open your eyes and see clearly, embroidery needles? embroidery needles without needle eyes?

Chenguang no longer cared what the green expression was, so in front of everyone, he found Wan Jun, and his tone was unceremoniously, "Come to the right peak of Tianquan Mountain!"

It was obviously the disciple order who was connected to the state, and it took a long time for Wan Jun Muran's voice to come: "What's the matter? ”

This old demon woman still wants to delay until the day when the Tianquan Cave Mansion opens? Chenguang snorted coldly, "It's okay if you don't come." Then you will re-admit the disciples of the inner room. I don't have the right to raise vicious people. ”

There was no sound for a long time, and then they hung up! The elders of the other factions saw that something was wrong, and they were obviously in the face of infighting in the Heavenly Power, and they were a little hesitant for a while. The appearance of the soul element needle is not a trivial matter, and it is really reassuring not to see what is going on. But just snooping on the internal affairs of Tianquan, what if you hear something that you shouldn't hear and be hated?

Finally, an elder stepped forward and arched his hand, "Morning Light Immortal, I won't disturb Immortal to deal with internal affairs today." I also hope that the immortal has a result, and can tell the soul yuan needle about it, but the evil cultivator has appeared again. The rest of the elders said in their hearts, too, the head of the Chenguang sect is still trustworthy, so they all bowed with their hands.

Chenguang's face softened slightly, and he said politely: "Rest assured, fellow travelers, I will give you an explanation afterwards." Then he instructed the deacon disciples outside the ring to send the elders who did not have the magic weapon to the mountain to rest.

After a long time, Luyi seemed to be desperate, and seemed to have figured it out again, and gradually stopped trembling, just lowered his head like this, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the breath around him seemed to have settled down a lot. At this moment, Wan Jun Shangxian drove the white clouds and flew slowly from the sky.

Seeing the snow-white Yunteng from a distance, the corners of Ying Wubao's eyes twitched, how much equipment did his master deduct from Bagua Mountain? Even the cautious Wanjun Hall Master only had an ordinary version of Yunteng, and even Qingfeng's treatment was not as good!

If the people of Baoguang Dao heard her think like this, they would definitely cry out that they were wronged! It was clearly the old poisonous woman, who was afraid that she would do something with these magic weapons, and she would not use any of them, so this Yunteng that she drove here today was still an imitation of her disciples! Or, she could fly so slowly? It was so bad that the old man wanted to press more monitoring points, but he couldn't find a place!

Therefore, it is always your enemy who knows you best, and Wan Jun's fear is that he has not wronged Master Baoguang at all.

Regardless of the lawsuit on this small magic weapon, no matter how slow Wan Jun Shangxian is, he is still on this right peak. This is the most intuitive impression of Ying Wubao. When I first saw my mother that day, my mother was already thin enough, after all, because of the injury, it was normal.

But this Wan Jun is even more exaggerated than the mother of the day, others are wearing fairy robes full of fairy energy, hanging on her, alive under the big sun, wearing seven or eight points of ghostly energy. The skin on the face was stacked and hung down, without a trace of flesh. All the disciples who walked by her walked around shivered inexplicably.

Wan Jun walked slowly to the ring, put his hands on his hands, and shook them twice, even if he had saluted, "But listen to the senior brother's inquiry." ”

Chenguang pinched the glass that was still with the soul element needle inserted, "You don't know what this is, do you?"

Wan Jun didn't raise his eyelids, and said without any ups and downs: "Soul Yuan Needle." ”

"Aren't you going to explain why this thing is in the hands of your new Inner Chamber disciple?"

"Ask her. ”

The Chenguang Dao people were annoyed by Wan Jun's attitude, "You little apprentice, but you are as smart as you, she said that she picked it up." ”

"That's what I picked up. ”

In front of these many disciples, Chenguang was almost suffocated by the anger in his heart, "Take her, follow me back to Tianquan Mountain!" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned around and left.

Wan Jun followed unhurriedly, and a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed under his old eyelids.

When he arrived at the Heavenly Power Palace, there were no outsiders, and Chenguang finally couldn't help but roar: "Wan Jun! Do you think that if you don't say it, no one will know! Besides you, who else can take out the Soul Yuan Needle!"

Wan Jun seemed to be expressionless, and seemed to be disdainful, and replied with a smile: "How can I take it out now?" What does the black yarn look like now, others don't know, senior brother, you still don't know? Back then, her mouth was full of fangs, but you personally knocked them off one by one, how many years has it been, could it be that the senior brother has forgotten all about it?"

Chenguang was furious but speechless, how could he forget? If not, why do you need to do this more today? "Who knows if you hid a few pieces back then?!"

Wan Jun's expression became obvious, and his disdain enlarged a little, "What's the matter? I searched my Xiaodan Mountain back then, and now I want to search my Bagua Hall again? Please forgive me, senior sister, I won't help you open the big array." There is nothing else to do, junior sister, I will take my leave. With that, he turned around and wanted to leave, and with a wave of his hand, he untied the rope that bound the greenery.