A cyan auspicious cloud came from the north and fell outside the ruins of the Qingyuan Miaodao.

"I've seen the Xuanming Master!"

A row of Xuanming Sect members guarding outside the ruins immediately knelt on the ground and saluted.

Venerable Xuanming had white hair, tied a ball at random, and a red mole in the middle of his forehead, which could drip blood.

However, she resembles Gargamel, with a shoehorn face and a long, curved chin, and a large nose.

Next to her, there was also a young and handsome young man.

He was wearing a single gauze robe, with an ochre dragon and phoenix pattern belt tied around his waist, flaxen hair, and a pair of apricot-like tiger eyes.

Venerable Xuanming nodded and said, "You all get up, what about Liu Sanqi, why don't you see him?"

Someone replied, "Ancestor, Elder Liu has already gone to the ruins!"

Venerable Xuanming frowned and asked, "Didn't he send a message to me, saying that there was a white mist outside the ruins that couldn't be driven away, why did he go in again this time!"

The people of the Xuanming Sect who had originally gotten up immediately knelt back again, their heads close to the ground, and they didn't dare to move.

Venerable Xuanming has always had a bad temper, and he has to stick his fingers in people's heads at every turn to get angry, but now he can vaguely see a little sign of anger, and naturally no one dares to speak out.

"Do you know what's going on?"

The disciple who was pointed out by the Xuanming Venerable had a face like a mournful woman.

"Yes...... It's ......" The unlucky ghost who was named only promised that he didn't say a word for a long time.

Xuan Mingzun's eyebrows furrowed, and as soon as he reached out, he pierced the unlucky ghost's head with five fingers.

"Ahh

The unlucky ghost can only scream out, and he will already burp casually.

When the fingers of the Xuan Ming Venerable were pulled out of the unlucky ghost's skull, the indescribable liquid of red and white was constantly dripping outside.

The other Xuanming Sect members were so frightened that they only trembled, and they climbed back a few steps, lowering their heads and not daring to look at the Xuanming Venerable.

It was still the young man next to the Xuanming Venerable who stepped forward and stopped the Xuanming Venerable who was about to get further angry.

"Master, you can't ask anything like this, leave it to me!"

Venerable Xuanming nodded: "Okay, I'll leave it to you Liang'er." ”

"Master, don't worry!" the corners of Yu Wenliang's mouth raised slightly, "I will definitely give you an answer." ”

Yu Wenliang walked over, kicked a person with his foot, and asked, "Say!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and replied, "What did you say?"

As soon as Yu Wenliang waved his hand, the man's head was taken off.

Then he walked over to the next man and kicked the man as well.

"Hey, it's your turn!"

The second person was still brewing rhetoric, and Yu Wenliang took off his head.

"It's too slow!

The third person, Yu Wenliang hadn't kicked him yet, he took the initiative to speak.

"Elder Hui Yuwen! Elder Liu, he ......"

Before the man finished speaking, Yu Wenliang took off his head again.

"I haven't kicked you yet, what do you have to say?"

The people of the Xuanming Sect who were kneeling on the ground didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that this would also provoke Yu Wenliang.

This Yu Wenliang is also the personal disciple of the Xuanming Venerable.

However, he was handsome, so he became a minister under the skirt of the Xuanming Venerable.

He was the most loved by the Xuanming Venerable, and no one in the Xuanming Sect dared to disobey him.

Yu Wenliang's temper is very strange, as long as something doesn't go his way, he will become extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.

Now, that's it.

"Hey, it's your turn!" Yu Wenliang kicked the fourth person.

The man waited until Yu Wenliang kicked himself before he spoke.

"Elder Yuwen, Elder Liu, he ......"

"That's not what I'm asking!

Yu Wenliang will not take off his head, but directly cut it off.

He tore his clothes, wiped the blood with rags, and finally threw away the filthy rags.

walked to the fifth person, and the fifth person saw Yu Wenliang walking towards him, and he was so frightened that he peed out.

Yu Wenliang walked up to the fifth person, patted the person with his hand, and asked, "Can you tell me, where did Liu Sanqi go?"

The fifth person cried out directly, and said while shedding tears: "Tell Elder Yuwen that Elder Liu was blown away by the white mist because of the white mist, so he took a large army to the ruins. ”

"Very good! You will answer very well, why are you crying?" Yu Wenliang squatted next to the fifth person and wiped the man's tears with his hand.

"Tell Elder Yuwen, I'm excited, it's a lifelong honor for my subordinates to be able to talk to Elder Yuwen!"

"Very good!" Yu Wenliang stood up, looked at the other Xuanming Sect members who were kneeling on the ground, and shouted, "I hope the rest of you can follow this person's example!"

The people of the Xuanming Sect who were kneeling on the ground said in unison: "Yes!"

Yuwen nodded, and the fifth person on the ground also let out a sigh of relief, he was happy that he had escaped, and he was also afraid of escaping after the disaster.

Then, Yu Wenliang turned around and kicked the fifth person's head.

The brain (anti-harmony) slurry splashed on the face of the person behind him, and the person didn't dare to wipe it at all, and he was afraid of getting into trouble if he didn't move.

Yu Wenliang strode in front of Venerable Xuanming, clasped his fists and saluted: "Master, the disciple has found out where Senior Brother Liu Sanqi has gone!"

"Okay, good!" Venerable Xuan Ming looked at Yu Wenliang's eyes, full of appreciation and doting.

"He is worthy of being the most promising disciple of the teacher!"

"The master has won the prize!"

Venerable Xuanming looked at the ruin mountain and asked, "Where is the entrance to the ruins?"

The people present didn't dare to speak, for fear of provoking Yu Wenliang again.

Yu Wenliang tilted his head and glared at the Xuanming Sect who was kneeling on the ground: "Speak! Are you all dumb?"

Only then did someone dare to speak.

"Master Ancestor, the entrance to the ruins is in the mountains, and no one has come out of the ruins yet!"

"How many people have entered?" asked Venerable Xuanming.

"Back to the ancestor, there are more than 60 people in the Xuanming Sect, and more than 30 people in the other scattered cultivators!"

"Scattered cultivators, didn't I tell you to guard this place and not let them enter?" Venerable Xuan Ming glared at the disciples of the Xuan Ming Sect who were all kneeling.

They had no choice but to reply stubbornly: "Because someone used a magic weapon to disperse the white mist, many casual cultivators rushed in at that time. ”

"What are you talking about, the white mist that Liu Sanqi can't dispel has been dispelled by others?"

"Yes, Master! She is a female cultivator in the Jindan period, and she took out a magic weapon in the form of a cloth bag, and dispelled the white mist. ”

"The magic weapon of the Jindan stage female cultivator?" Xuan Ming Venerable's eyes were cloudy.

Yu Wenliang wanted to speak and stopped, constantly giving Venerable Xuanming a look.

Xuanming Venerable nodded, as if he understood Yu Wenliang's hint. Then, with a wave of her hand, all the people of the Xuanming Sect who were kneeling on the scene exploded instantly, and the blood mist confused the nearby five miles.

"It's all a bunch of waste!" Venerable Xuan Ming was furious, as if he hadn't relieved his anger yet.

Yu Wenliang hurriedly stepped forward and patted Xuanming Venerable on the back to help her smooth her breath.

Of course, it is impossible for a cultivator to be discouraged, and Yu Wenliang is just doing this to show his intimacy.

The Xuanming Venerable turned his head to look at the blood mist in the sky, and his face flushed.

Suddenly, she said to Yu Wenliang: "Liang'er, I want it!"

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