The noisy long street of Furong City, the fire trees and silver flowers, the golden and green buildings lean on each other, a prosperous scene, located in the red wall and yellow tile of the Fengyue Lou Spring Festival Gala in the tail alley, the crow and the warbler lane.

At this time, a terrifying high-pitched voice suddenly came out of the private room on the second floor, like a time bomb, which exploded around the pot, and after a moment of silence, the hall on the first floor was surrounded by monks who rushed in, and the people who were looking for flowers and willows were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

For a while, the Fengyue Building, where singing and dancing, was only left with the sound of "clattering" walking upstairs.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a man fell to the ground in disheveled clothes, his eyes wide, his face full of horror, and cold sweat.

Seeing someone enter the house, the man didn't care to see who was coming, and fear drove people to always want to grab a straw immediately, just as the man subconsciously rushed to the door at this time.

But there was a cold light in front of him, a cold long sword was against his throat, he stopped all his body movements, and finally calmed down, he swallowed fiercely: "It's you...... What are you doing here?"

The person holding the sword was dressed in a neatly cut disciple uniform of the Dark Ye Palace, with a golden robe and silver edges, an ink-colored waist seal, long hair and a jade crown, extremely sharp eyes, cool and thin lips like blades, and he looked good and unfriendly, who else could Rong Chen, the young palace master of the Dark Ye Palace, the first immortal gate in the cultivation realm?

Rong Chen looked condescendingly and looked down on people, looking at the man's embarrassed appearance, his chin was raised higher, and Kunshan Yu's throat was cold: "Of course, it is for the heavens and the people to eliminate harm." ”

"It's not me!" the man denied.

Rong Chen's eyes turned, and his chin clicked on the red curtain soft couch: "The corpse is not cold yet." ”

"As soon as I woke up, she was dead, it really wasn't me!" the man was a little anxious.

"Yes or no, how can I listen to your one-sided words and take it away!" Rong Chen raised his hand and waved, and several monks immediately came in outside the door, and their movements quickly and quickly grabbed the man's shoulder blades, wanting to drag him away.

The man's face was frightened, and he struggled and shouted, "Do you know who I am? Who dares to touch me! My uncle will not let you go!"

Rong Chen seemed to have heard some joke, so he didn't look at him, he only hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, and said, "It doesn't matter who you are, take it away!"

At this moment, there was a movement outside the door.

"You can't go in!"

As soon as the sound fell, the sound of someone rolling down the stairs was heard.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of fighting sounded, and the monks were thrown downstairs one after another, and some monks couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"I don't even know you, you don't want to cultivate. ”

Hearing this, Rong Chen's brows instantly furrowed into a small hill, and the man also frowned.

Rong Chen pinched his aching eyebrows and ordered, "Let her in." ”

The disciples were puzzled: "This ......" The woman was here to make trouble at first glance, how could she be let in like this?

Rong Chen said: "You can't stop her." ”

Sure enough, before the words fell, a white-clothed figure appeared at the lintel, she was not in a hurry to enter, but stood still, silently looking at the man who was being escorted by several disciples of the Dark Ye Palace.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and pointed at the man, her willow eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were cold, and her words could not be refuted: "Let him go." ”

Rong Chen's face instantly turned cold, and he looked away in disgust: "Why?"

In the face of Rong Chen's disgust, her face did not change, there was no wave in her eyes, but the words she said made Rong Chen's brows furrow deeper, and she said: "With me being his master, my Gu Danqing's apprentice, it is not your turn to discipline Rong Chen." ”