Ji Hongxi accompanied Lu Yun, the road was still very long, and Yun Shuiqing also appeared behind him, silent.

"Don't worry, Master said, if the head of the family embarrasses you, he will fight for his life, and he will also seek justice for you."

"He also said that if he can't beat him, he will take a step back and leave you a whole corpse."

This is indeed something that Yun Tian can say, but Lu Yun is more concerned about another point.

"Master is out of the customs?"

It stands to reason that the other party is still in retreat.

"Hmph, the matter is so big, he will continue to retreat, and he will not wake up in a sleep, his little apprentice is gone."

Ji Hongxi's words were resentful, and they were aimed at Lu Yun.

I'm probably saying that she's really good at making trouble.

Lu Yun, who consciously took care of his losses, walked at the forefront, and came to the outside of the main hall under the curious eyes of many disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

Wu Clumsiness was still on his body, and Lu Yun looked a little guilty.

The door opened, and the spiritual pressure on the face made it difficult to move an inch.

Lu Yun's knees were weak, but she held on.

She carried Wu Zhuo on her back, smiled slightly under Yun Shuiqing's worried eyes, and continued to walk.

The floor is cracking.

Every step she took, it was the wind that blew the flesh, and it hurt so much that she gritted her teeth and moved forward without saying a word.

The surrounding disciples had long been dispersed, but no one had seen her embarrassment.

Ji Hongxi stood at the door, quietly watching Lu Yun disappear into the darkness, and the door slammed shut in front of him.

The relaxed smile on his face was gone.

His eyes staring at the door were cold and ruthless, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yun Shuiqing, and the curvature of the hook was as cold as a slight.

"If the head of the family wants to kill the little junior sister, what should you do?"

He asked about the words of the heart, but he flicked his sleeves and left.

The big sleeves fluttered, the red clothes were blown by the wind and hunted, and the back looked at the clouds and the wind was light, and it would feather at any time.

A dark color that Yun Shuiqing couldn't understand appeared on Ji Hongxi's body, and from the scorching red to the intense black, like an evil ghost who had been swallowed up of his conscience, only resentment remained.

The clouds and water are clear in place.

As the instrument spirit of the Divine Sword of the Tibetan Sword Sect, to a certain extent, he is one with the Hidden Sword Sect.

He never thought that one day he would need to choose between the Tibetan Sword Sect and the little junior sister.

The wind and rain outside have nothing to do with Lu Yun.

This will be she has stood in the center of the hall, many people.

The head, the five elders.

She saw her master sitting in a chair, half-leaning on his body and lazy, with a cold face, ready to clear the portal at any moment.

She also saw the great elder Lin Chong, who had already complained about her, and his brows were furrowed, but he had no killing intent.

No one spoke, and Lu Yun couldn't speak.

Ever since she entered the hall, the pressure had followed.

She bent over, and because of this action, her figure was hidden in the shadow of the blade, giving her a moment to breathe.

The calves are getting weak.

The coercion from the mighty, just a look, makes people want to kneel and beg for mercy.

But she didn't kneel.

She picked up Wu Zhuo, stood on the ground, and used the sword as a support to force her body to stand up.

She looked up, sweat from her forehead drenching her hair, ink hair sticking to her cheeks.

Even if she was at a disadvantage, her expression did not change, but she was not clumsy under this heavy pressure, letting out a heavy sword roar, with the wild arrogance that belonged to her master.

Especially those cold eyes, burning like the sun, bright and amazing.

At this moment, all the pressure disappeared, and everything was as fast as her delusion.

Ice and fire are two worlds, Lu Yun smiled.

"Disciple Lu Yun, I have seen the master, the elder, and the master."

The girl's voice was hoarse and dry, like a stubborn stone that had never been sharpened, but it overflowed with a little clear spirit from the depths of the stubborn stone, which was the brilliance of beautiful jade.

"Criminal, how did the teacher teach you in the past, who gave you the courage to associate with those demon cultivators!"

came with a slap, but the palm wind didn't hit Lu Yun's face, and fell on Wu Zhuo.

Wu Zhuo was like a wronged child, swaying for a while, falling to the ground and whining, and Yun Tian just appeared, grabbed Lu Yun's collar and threw her on a chair.

"Sit down for Lao Tzu and explain truthfully, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you."

The voice was ferocious, but the movements were so gentle, for fear of hurting their little apprentices.

Lu Yun was laughing in her heart, and she sat peacefully in the chair.

Or the master understands her, she almost couldn't hold her knees, the master and apprentice made eye contact, revealing a tacit understanding that others couldn't see.

The corners of Lin Chong's eyes twitched, and he wanted to say something, but he simply turned his head and turned a blind eye.

Broken Lang's expression was grim, and he couldn't see any emotion, the rare fourth elder laughed happily, and the only female elder, Jing Kite, coughed a few times.

"Yuntian, don't worry, let her say it well."

It was Ouyang who didn't ask, he sat upright on the main seat, a slightly plain robe, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and fairy wind bones.

There was also a cup of tea in front of Lu Yun.

Lu Yun was not polite, she drank it all, and the sufficient spiritual energy in the spiritual tea soothed the pain on her body, and she told everything that happened after she arrived in Infernal Town.

What is hidden is nothing more than the existence of the Tengfeng Tiger.

That young beast was not yet born, and if she said it to attract attention, it was estimated that the beast king would come and pinch herself to death.

"So, you were going to rely on the Beastmaster's promise to settle things?"

Ouyang didn't ask, and with a hook of his fingers, the bone whistle hanging on Lu Yun's neck passed.

He didn't ask Lu Yun deeply what happened in Wufu Valley, it had nothing to do with the Empty Cicada Sect, it was a disciple's own fate.

The fingertips rubbed against the white bones, and the bone whistle that closely fit Lu Yun's body temperature kept the initial coldness and felt good.

"Ouyang, what are you doing touching the old lady's bones, what, are you in love with the old lady?"

Suddenly, a laughing voice came out of the bone whistle and exploded in the main hall, and at this moment, several elders had strange faces, even Lu Yun almost burst out laughing.

"Ahem!"

The benevolent boss's face was slightly red, he smiled awkwardly, and returned the bone whistle to Lu Yun.

"In other words, you feel that Ah Li's identity is not simple, and you want to test it, but you didn't expect that the other party is a member of the Empty Cicada Sect, right?"

"Yes!" It's the truth.

No matter how much she guessed, she had suspected that Ah Li was a demon cultivator, but she didn't dare to guess about that kind of lord.

Fingers tapped on the table, Ouyang didn't ask, and his tone was calm.

"Don't worry, I vouch for you in this matter, and no one will embarrass you."

Ouyang Buwen looked at Lu Yun's expression very satisfied, the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, the foundation is deep, the sword intent is cold and unyielding, and he is a good seedling.

Sword cultivation, you can guess one or two thoughts of sword cultivation by looking at the sword intent.

He didn't notice anything dark in the other party's sword intent, it was a cold moon, in the night sky, surrounded by twilight, still clean and unstained with dust.

"You're satisfied."

Ouyang didn't ask this, he didn't ask the people here.

There was a sound of squirming.

Lu Yun's afterglow looked at some empty places, where there was no one, but there were spiritual senses descending, coming from the rest of the major sects.

Since she returned to the Hidden Sword Sect, the snooping sight disappeared at this moment.

Those people left.