Chapter 559: The Little Fox Dies, the Master Hurts (5)

Xuantian glanced at the young man in his arms, his pale face and tightly wrinkled brows, showing his uneasiness and pain.

Raising her eyebrows again, she looked at the spring pool in front of her, and with a gentle push, she directly sent Murong Su into the hot spring pool, and the little fox who was originally lying in her arms was properly placed on the glass ground next to the hot spring by a gentle force.

The thin delicate body sank into the water, and the warm water quickly wet Murong Su's clothes, Xuantian waved his hand, and a breath penetrated, enveloping her whole person, and then adding various things to the pool one after another, and after doing all this, she left directly.

The empty Condensation Hall is the only one left in the Condensation Hall, Murong Su, and the little fox who is dead.

Zidian Palace, the wind and clouds are surging, and the children of the inner circle rushed in and went in the direction of the green bamboo courtyard.

For three whole days, Mo Lao lay in the open space outside the courtyard of the Qingzhu courtyard for three whole days, without the permission of His Royal Highness the palace master, he was not allowed to get up, and he could only be watched over and over again by the children of the outer and inner circles watching monkeys.

"Look, he is the hall master of the Eightfold Palace, the legendary Mo Lao."

"It turned out to be him, he was very angry, I heard that he was in charge of the affairs of the inner circle, and even the elders of the eightfold hall were under his control."

"It's not, otherwise how could there be today, tsk, everyone Zi Lao is in retreat, and he has to ask Team Leader Murong to attend that regular meeting instead of Zi Lao, I'm sorry, who doesn't know that he has always looked at Zi Lao unpleasantly, and he grabbed ...... when he grabbed his braids."

"I heard that he beat Team Leader Murong to the point where he couldn't afford to be injured, and the cute fox of Team Leader Murong died in order to protect the Lord......"

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The people on the periphery gathered in a circle, pointing at the purple old man in the center of the circle, all kinds of ridicule and dissatisfaction.

In their opinion, Mo Lao's behavior this time is undoubtedly not to put them in their eyes, and not to put Zi Lao in their eyes, and they are even more unlikely to be taken seriously.

As a peripheral disciple, except for His Royal Highness the Palace Master, Zi Lao is their heaven, and he is a high-ranking existence in everyone's hearts, and now, the god-like existence in their hearts has been insulted like this, even if Mo Lao is the master of the Eightfold Palace, they still can't change their dislike for him.

This arrogant and arrogant old thing, why don't you die, stay in the Yaeden Hall well, and run them to sow the wilderness?

Hmph, be arrogant, be angry, think everyone must listen to you, how does it feel to lie here now?

Arrogant, look at you are still arrogant, spirited, in front of His Royal Highness the Palace Master, don't bend down if you have the ability, I think I'm sorry, I haven't been beaten down by His Royal Highness the Palace Master yet.

They can't stand this kind of arrogant person, they drag it like something, they think they can suppress Zi Lao, in their hearts, he is not even a hair of Zi Lao.

The people in the periphery were angry and gritted their teeth with hatred, Murong Su was the apprentice handpicked by Zi Lao, and he was also the person who successfully entered the inner circle from the periphery, and he was an outstanding representative in the hearts of the periphery, but he was not bullied.

With the virtue of bullying people at will, Yaeden is not a good place to come.

It's still a double hall, or a comfortable place to live on the periphery.

The children of the inner circle stood outside the circle, worrying about their feet, through the gap, they could faintly see Mo Lao lying on the ground, everyone subconsciously shook their heads, sighing in their hearts, shame, simply lost their inner face.

If it weren't for the order personally announced by His Royal Highness the Palace Master, they wouldn't have rushed down to make their faces gloomy.

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