The three of them looked at Duanmu Yue, who was still unconscious. Zhang Jiajia stretched out a finger and poked the big bag on Duanmuyue's forehead. Duanmu Yue, who was unconscious, frowned at the pain, and then woke up. When she saw clearly that the three people standing in front of her were unscathed, her whole body trembled with anger. Why? Why didn't she hurt these two people with so many means? Duanmu Yue looked at Qingli and them with hateful eyes, which made Qingli a little puzzled.

"I said that you are a second-rate sect young palace master, this is inevitably too narrow-minded. We just defeated you at the lantern festival, and as for hating us so much? With someone like you as the young palace master, I am afraid that the Cold Water Palace will decline to the end. Qingli shook her head regretfully as she spoke.

When Duanmu Yue heard this, her eyes were more like they were about to breathe fire. Her chest was heaving violently, and if she hadn't been bound by the trapped magic rope, she would have jumped up and killed the three people in front of her. It can be seen that she is already extremely angry at the moment. Duanmu Yue closed her eyes and eased the anger in her heart, and then said hatefully: "Did you only beat me at the Lantern Festival? That kid from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect ruined my appearance, this is like killing my mother and an enemy to me." How could I let you go so easily? Hmph, you all have to die, or it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

"Oh, disfigured?" Zhang Jiajia grasped the point. She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to touch Duanmu Yue's face carefully, and then said with a smile: "You actually put a layer of fake skin on your face, you are really a two-skin face." After speaking, he tore off the fake skin on Duanmu Ye's face.

"No!" Duanmu Yue exclaimed, but she couldn't stop Zhang Jiajia's behavior. She was going crazy when she realized that the left side of her sword-marked face was exposed in front of the eyes of the person she hated the most. She couldn't move, but her mouth wasn't gagged. Duanmu Yue shouted in a vicious voice: "Damn you, you dare to do this." You all have to die, you all have to die!"

Duanmu Yue's voice was too sharp and harsh, and Qingli and Murong Yu, who had always been quiet, frowned. Qingli said impatiently: "Now that you have become our prisoner, what qualifications do you have to shout for us to die there? It's not that we're going to die this time, it's that the end of your Cold Water Palace has arrived. ”

Duanmu Yue's shouting suddenly stopped. She remembered that before leaving the palace, her mother had told her not to use this zombie easily. Once used, make sure that all enemies are destroyed. Otherwise, it will bring ruin to the Cold Water Palace. But now, her enemies are still standing here. Duanmu Yue realized that she had made a big mistake. She is likely to bring disaster to the Cold Water Palace. Duanmu Yue was like a qualified sect heir at the moment, thinking about countermeasures.

Duanmuyue looked at the sky, and the clouds in the sky were motionless at all, as if they were fake. Suddenly, her eyes widened. No, the sky and the clouds are fake. This is the secret treasure of their Cold Water Palace, inside the mustard seeds of Sumeru. As long as she doesn't open this mustard seed, the three people in front of her won't be able to get out at all. If you want to trap the three of them here, no one will know about their refining of living corpses in the Cold Water Palace. Then the so-called disaster of extinction will no longer exist.

Duanmu Yue sneered: "You guys are daydreaming there." This is in Sumeru mustard seeds, and without my magic trick, you will be trapped here forever. Hahaha......"

Listening to Duanmuyue's arrogant laughter, Zhang Jiajia couldn't help but slap the bag on her forehead. Duanmuyue was in pain and couldn't laugh anymore. I could only stare at them with hateful eyes.

Qingli wasn't worried that she would be trapped here forever. She looked at Duanmu Yue for a long time and said, "Do you really think that this so-called Sumeru mustard seed can cover the heavens? Five hundred years ago, you relied on this Sumeru mustard seed to kidnap Senior Brother Qingtan, thinking that you didn't know the ghosts. But in the end, it wasn't my Buddhist power that knocked on the door. What gives you confidence?"

Hmm? Master Qingtan was kidnapped by the Cold Water Palace five hundred years ago? A hint of gossip flashed in the eyes of Zhang Jiajia and Murong Yu. However, seeing Qingli's slightly cold eyes glancing at them, the two of them pressed down the fire of gossip in their hearts. Gossip is not a bad thing. But if the gossip reaches the people who shouldn't gossip, they may never have the opportunity to gossip again. Think about the actions of the Cold Water Palace, and then think about the fact that Master Qingtan was still a boy five hundred years ago. They couldn't help but spit in their hearts that the people of the Cold Water Palace were hungry and didn't choose food, they were all perverts. After all, this involves the secrecy of Buddhism, and Master Qingtan is the son of Buddhism. Zhang Jiajia and Murong Yu decided to forget about what they had heard today.

Qingli knew the plans of the two friends at a glance, and she looked back at Duanmu Yue with a sudden change in her face with satisfaction. The young palace master of the Cold Water Palace was horrified, and she suddenly realized that this female monk's status in Fahua Temple and even Buddhism was not ordinary. She asked incredulously, "Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Jiajia spoke first: "Young Palace Master of Hanshui Palace, now I will personally introduce you to the identities of these two nobles. This Murong Yu, who you want to choose as a Daoist, is a closed disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Lingxu Sword Venerable. The little junior brother of the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Zhang Jiajia deliberately said Murong Yu's identity first.

As far as Murong Yu's identity is exposed, it is not something that the Cold Water Palace can afford. Duanmu Yue's face quickly turned pale, she actually wanted to kill the closed disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's sword maniac? The key is that she hasn't succeeded yet. Just one spirit void in the Transformation Stage is not something that the Cold Water Palace can deal with. She only hoped that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would not find the location of this Sumeru mustard seed now. But the Buddha was found 500 years ago, and that was because Chingtan was the candidate for the Buddha at that time. Buddhism has a secret method for exploring the whereabouts of the Buddha, so he can find Qingtan. Duanmu Yue looked at Qingli, desperately trying to figure out her identity, and there was still a trace of luck in her heart. But Zhang Jiajia's next words broke her luck.

"This little master of Qingli is even more incredible. She is the next Buddha of Buddhism. ”

It's over, it's completely over. Duanmuyue's heart was dark. After all, she brought disaster to the Cold Water Palace. Duanmu Yue's heart was extremely sad, she spit out a mouthful of blood and completely fainted.

Zhang Jiajia didn't understand the trick, he continued to poke the big bag on Duanmuyue's head with his fingers, and found that she never woke up. He was a little surprised: "That's it?"

"Otherwise, do you still want to fight them for hundreds of rounds to fight to the death?" Murong Yu has been speaking more and more often about his friends since he began to learn mundane affairs. Of course, 99 percent of the target of this poisonous tongue is Zhang Jiajia.

Zhang Jiajia didn't want to talk to Murong Yu anymore. He looked at Qingli: "What next?"

Qingli found a neater place, took out the futon and sat down, and said, "Wait, wait for the people from the Buddha Sect to rescue us." After speaking, Qingli closed her eyes and recited the scriptures silently, and stopped talking.

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