Weng Ran suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and his body was like a broken paper kite, smashing towards the ground, but in his sight, figures had already appeared in all directions, and the speed was extremely fast.

Before she could land, the pavilion master and several peak masters had already appeared.

"Bang"

It was the sound of Weng Ran falling to the ground, in this unusually quiet situation, it was very shocking, Weng Ran who landed on the ground, the spiritual power was secretly lucky, and he squeezed out the blood again, spewed out miserably, and exhaled in pain.

At the same time, Si Nanyin had already come to her, "Love Weng Ran!"

Tian Sisi speed diagnosis pulse.

Wang Peng stood in front of her and glared at Sun Qiao: "Deputy Hall Master Sun, what are you doing!"

"Hmph! As a disciple of the Martial Pavilion, if you attack the deputy hall master, if you don't teach a lesson, I'm afraid that you will kill the master and turn the sky upside down!" Sun Qiao spoke, his eyes still passed over everyone, and he looked at the ground surrounded by groups, like a baby, and the hatred in his eyes was not hidden.

Weng Ran screamed again at this time, looked at Si Nanyin with a sloppy gaze, and said angrily: "Master, Master, am I going to die......

The bright red blood on his chin was so glaring.

Si Nanyin comforted, "It's okay, your fourth uncle is here, Lord Tian Feng, how is it?"

Tian Sisi didn't answer, but took out a pill for Weng Ran to take, "Don't worry, it's okay." ”

Si Nanyin immediately said happily to Weng Ran: "Did you hear it, your fourth uncle said it was okay." ”

Teardrops of bean size fell from Weng Ran's eyes, "Master, I'm so scared, woo woo......"

She cried loudly, aggrieved, sad, all the peak masters and elders present were all ugly, and they looked at Sun Qiao with reproachful eyes.

Sun Qiao didn't care about this, but since he came to Teng Yuhui, she was still very respectful to Teng Yuhui, "Pavilion Master, this disciple has bad intentions and violates the precepts, so he will be handed over to my precept hall for punishment." ”

He Sifang brushed his head, he had contact with Weng Ran, and he had a good impression of Weng Ran, seeing the girl lying on the ground softly and weakly, crying with pear blossoms and rain, as an elder, as an iron man, his heart softened.

"I said Sun Qiao, if you speak clearly, we will see you beating her, what did she do wrong!"

Sun Qiao turned around and raised his head to look at everyone, "Before you came, she!" pointed at Weng Ran in the air, and his tone became a little heavier, "This rebel!

Everyone couldn't help but look at the miserable Weng Ran on the ground, all they thought was that they were crazy and dared to make a move on the deputy hall master.

It's hard not to get confused.

At this time, Weng Ran shouted heartbreakingly, "You are lying!"

At this throat, the shocked Si Nanyin and Tian Sisi were stunned, and Weng Ran spit blood again, but glared at Sun Qiao with resentment with tearful eyes, wiped the blood on the side of his mouth as hard as he could, and then spoke, his voice was still empty, "I am a little disciple, the top cultivator of the human being, and I am crazy to make a move against the deputy hall master of the Discipline Hall!"

"Don't get excited. ”

Tian Sisi reminded on the side, but Si Nanyin looked embarrassed for some reason.

What Weng Ran said is exactly what everyone wonders.

"Then as the deputy hall master, will I not be able to make a move on you for no reason! You also think too highly of yourself!"

"Shut up!"

Teng Yuhui, who had not spoken all this time, spoke in a deep voice, and her tone and complexion were ugly, which was more ugly than when facing the demons.

Around, those disciples who were hiding in the distance and watching the excitement in the dark carefully catted their bodies again.

"Pavilion Master!"

Sun Qiao was not willing to spill such a basin of dirty water on his body.

Teng Yuhui glanced at her, and at this moment, another voice sounded, Weng Ran had heard this voice, it was the voice of the master of the Discipline Hall, that is, Sun Qiao's ex-husband Yun Zhongke.

"If you have violated the precepts, please also ask the pavilion master to move the precept hall and judge this matter. ”

"Go to the Hall of Discipline. ”

The group walked towards the Discipline Hall, and Si Nanyin helped Weng Ran, a little absent-minded.

Shi Keke was far away, looking at those menacing big people, and his mood was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

This time, it really alarmed everyone, and the atmosphere of the entire martial arts pavilion became heavy, and even the birds in the mountains and forests quieted down.

Gu Qingcheng, Shi Keke, Tu Liu, Chenyue, and Qian Duoduo all rushed down the mountain after hearing Weng Ran's shout, and followed everyone to the Discipline Hall, but they were blocked in front of the two demonic golden bodies.

Tao Ye, the eldest disciple of the main seat of the Wuge Pavilion.

At this time, he stood here and politely stopped Gu Qingcheng and the others.

"Please let me in, Senior Brother!"

Gu Qingcheng said urgently.

"Senior Brother Gu, and all the junior brothers and sisters. Tao Ye's gaze swept over everyone, and he said kindly: "The pavilion master, the hall master, and all the peak masters are all inside, and they will definitely make things clear, and please be patient, don't break the rules and cause trouble." ”

Everyone knows what he says, but ......

"Don't you believe in the pavilion master, don't believe in the hall master, don't believe in your master? ”

These words made everyone who wanted to speak lose their voices.

"Well, we'll wait here for the results!"

While he was talking, the war halberd came out in a hurry, and the war halberd fell to the ground with force in his hand, and the person was already holding his arms in front of him, closing his eyes, and waiting.

Gu Qingcheng clenched his hands and didn't say anything more, just looked at the open door of the Discipline Hall from afar, wanting to see the person he wanted to see.

Inside the Hall of Discipline

The main side of the peak is seated separately, the pavilion master is in the main position, and the hall master who has not appeared has also appeared this time, with a long body, thin, covered with a black robe, pale as if the sun has not shone for thousands of years, a long black hair like a waterfall, three inches above the end of the hair, tied with a hairband, casually dressed.