(Zhixingtai.)

Ling Qingyan stood with his hands behind his back with his eyes slightly closed, as if waiting for something. The bitter cold wind suddenly blew the hem of Ling Qingyan's robe, causing his entire body to be elegant, incomparably free.

What a handsome boy!

This was the thought of many Heavenly Sword Sect disciples next to the Xingtai for a while. However, when the corner of their eyes swept over Wen Yi's corpse behind Ling Qingyan, there was a touch of horror in their eyes when they looked at Ling Qingyan, and they suddenly felt that they couldn't understand the young man in front of them.

Among the group of outer disciples behind the crowd, a slender woman was looking at Ling Qingyan's figure standing on the Xing platform with a worried face, her small mouth moved slightly, and she seemed to be a little nervous. It was the woman "Li Ning" that Ling Qingyan had saved in Wen Yi's hands before.

After Li Ning worshiped her senior sister, she felt tired and just wanted to rest for a while, but not long after, the noise around the courtyard made her walk out of the door curiously. After inquiry, I learned that the young man who had rescued her earlier had dragged Wen Yi's body and swaggered towards Zhixingtai.

Is it really justified, or is it ignorant and arrogant?

Although she had only spoken a few words to Ling Qingyan, and she didn't even know Ling Qingyan's name, Li Ning thought from the bottom of her heart that Ling Qingyan was definitely not the latter. If it is really the former, then Ling Qingyan's identity ...... At this time, Li Ning became more and more curious about Ling Qingyan's identity. [1^Books^Read^ Novels] [. [yb] [du].]

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"Dead monkey, you say, this Ling...... Eh, isn't Senior Uncle Ling afraid of offending the Discipline Elders?"

Standing in the disturbing crowd, Meng Holmium was extremely uncomfortable, and at this time he was whispering to the thin man beside him.

"I don't know!"

In response to him, there were only these three words.

Seeing this, Meng Hao was no longer bored with himself, squeezed out of the crowd, and went to the other side to gossip. But he didn't notice that at this time, Hou Jin's eyes as he looked at the young man's figure on the Xingtai stage, and a shallow worry crossed it.

Suddenly, Hou Jin's ears moved, as if he heard something, his face changed slightly, and he looked up at the top of his head.

Laugh at!

Above the heads of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were surrounding the Xingtai platform, a thin figure emitting purple light swept through the sky like lightning, and in an instant it was already standing on the Xingtai platform.

"Elder Sword!"

For a while, all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect next to the Zhixing Platform moved from the bottom of their hearts, staring closely at the old man who had appeared on the Zhixing Platform, but they didn't dare to shout. Around Zhixingtai, the original noise disappeared completely, and the atmosphere was abruptly quiet, which was extremely weird.

"Xiao Yi!"

Wen Tianhe saw Wen Yi's corpse on the chain, and rushed forward directly, and when he saw Wen Yi's miserable appearance, old tears suddenly gushed out.

Sitting on the ground, Wen Tianhe took off the chain on Wen Yi's head, and held Wen Yi in his arms, not disgusted with the blood and dust on Wen Yi's body at all, hugged it tightly, and kept muttering in his mouth, "You just fell asleep, right? You can't scare grandpa, you can't ...... Otherwise, there is no sugar to eat. Xiao Yi, grandpa still wants to see you marry a lot of daughters-in-law, you can't leave grandpa behind......"

At this time, Wen Tianhe, where is there still a little bit of what the Heavenly Sword Sect Discipline Elder should look like, and some are just the sad appearance of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

Under the stage, listening to the muttering words of the Discipline Elder, who was usually extremely cold in front of everyone's eyes, everyone knew the deep relationship between the Discipline Elder and his grandson, but they did not have the slightest sympathy. Wen Yi, in the Heavenly Sword Sect, whether it is the outer gate or the inner gate, it can be said to be notorious...... Now, how can a few tears of the precept elders change everyone's opinion.

At the same time, everyone was also amazed by the last words of the precept elder. No wonder that Wen Yi was so lawless, obviously spoiled by the elders of this precept. For a moment, everyone looked at the precept elder's eyes full of schadenfreude.

Moment.

Directly and gently put Wen Yi in his arms aside, Wen Tianhe stood up, staring at Ling Qingyan tightly with a pair of eyes, and his voice was full of hoarseness, "I heard that you brought Xiao Yi here, Senior Brother Ling...... Can you tell me who killed my grandson?"

Senior Brother Ling?!

Suddenly, the people around Xingtai, except for Meng Hao and Hou Jin, who had already known about this, were all stunned. This precept elder actually called this boy who was only eighteen or nineteen years old a junior disciple? He couldn't have burned out his brain because his grandson died, right?

Ling Qingyan, who had already opened his eyes and watched coldly when Elder Wen Tianhe first arrived, and had never spoken so far, couldn't help but smile when he heard Wen Tianhe's question, and then said calmly: "Senior Brother Wen, your grandson has made a big mistake, I know that you will definitely not be able to do it." Because I took care of the feelings of the same family, I did it for you privately, you won't blame me, right?"

Ling Qingyan's words could not be described as poisonous, and he directly slapped this precept elder Wen Tianhe fiercely. At the same time, he faintly told Wen Tianhe that since you are an elder of the precepts, you should naturally know the rules in the sect, and your grandson will be punished if he makes a mistake!

The rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect cannot be broken!

You made a big mistake! You should be killed! You don't do it! I'll do it for you!

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect around Xingtai felt that while Ling Qingyan's words relieved their hatred, they were also completely sluggish. Forget about the precept elder just now, everyone just thought that he was affected by his grandson's death. But Ling Qingyan was different, a normal person, but he even called this precept elder a senior brother......

Oh my God! Who's going to tell me what's going on?!

"Haha! You don't know, this young man on the stage, but I'm Uncle Ling...... As for you, you all have to shout Uncle Ancestor!"

There is no need to guess, this voice must be that Meng Hao's.

"How is that possible?!"

"yes, how old is he?"

"This young man must have followed the words of the precept elder and wanted to take advantage of the precept elder......"

......

Seeing that everyone didn't seem to believe it, Meng Hao was also anxious for a while, his eyes searched the crowd, and finally let him find Hou Jin, and even grabbed it like seeing a life-saving grass, "Dead monkey, you come and tell them, is he your master's junior brother?"

Hou Jin, some of the inner disciples in this crowd still know each other, and they know that they are the personal disciples of the current sect master Lian Jun. They still believed Hou Jin's words, and for a while, everyone looked at Hou Jin.

"Boring!"

Hou Jin turned his head slightly and glanced at Meng Hao, and then slowly spit out two words.

"Haha!

And at this moment, Wen Tianhe, who was on the Xingtai platform, suddenly laughed and died, as if he was crazy, looking at Ling Qingyan and saying wildly: "My grandson has made a mistake, and even I am reluctant to punish him, why do you ...... It's just a few outer disciples, and if they don't have it, they will be recruited again!"

After the words of the Discipline Elder Wen Tianhe came out, beside the Xing Stage, many disciples of the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect all glared at him with disgruntled and hateful expressions. Obviously, he was extremely angry at his contempt for the outer disciples.

What's wrong with the outer disciples? Isn't it just that their qualifications are a little worse! In other places, where are they not as good as the inner disciples?

"No one can kill my grandson, even if you are a disciple of Uncle Guan...... You must die!"

Discipline Elder Wen Tianhe's face was hideous, and the purple true power that had been confined suddenly released outward, and then his right leg kicked directly back, and his entire body was like a cannonball, mixed with the momentum of thunder and rage, which shot directly at Ling Qingyan.