On the third day of the festival, the excitement continued, nothing changed, the monks were still having all kinds of relaxed fun, and the city guards were also immersed in the celebration in pairs, walking and stopping, and if they were interested, they would even stop for a little while.

However, in the darkness that ordinary monks could not detect, the vigilant patrol was several times that of the first day, half of these people were the city guards of the four eastern cities, and the remaining half, some were from the five northern cities, and some were from the five eastern cities, the third eastern city, and the four northern cities.

Nowadays, in addition to the various sects, the entire Eastern Five Cities have formed a huge net with almost no dead ends, and even there are people watching at the city gate, once the slightest suspicious person enters, they will be monitored throughout the celebration.

In order to wash away the shame of the invasion of the first, third, and fifth floors, and to help the lord of the fifth layer of the east to avenge, the entire four eastern cities worked together, and everyone turned into gears, and the person who was behind the precise fit was called Shang Jingxing.

At the same time, in a small courtyard on the edge of the Baoxin Pavilion, the two sat opposite each other.

One of the women, in her early twenties, had long black hair that should have hung down like a waterfall at this age, and she was in a woman's bun, with a red face as white as jade through the ages, and a pair of cold star-like eyes, clear as autumn water, cold as ice, and a wisp of sadness lurking under the cold.

The other person is also a woman, but there is an old woman, who wears a black robe all her life and has a cold aura on her body, and her wrinkled face is like an old bark that makes people look disgusted, no matter how she pretends to be kind and pleasant, she can still see her inferiority from her cruel eyes.

These two were none other than Leng Bingning and the Great Elder of the Treasure Heart Pavilion.

"Bing Ning, as a teacher—"

"Great Elder, please respect yourself. ”

The old woman didn't finish her words and was directly interrupted.

Leng Bingning looked at her coldly, and said: "We once said in advance, the name of your master and apprentice with the concubine body is only external, but in fact it is just a transactional relationship, the concubine body helps you refine magic weapons, and helps you obtain the merit of being promoted to the position of the great elder, and you let the concubine leave after the deed, and now you don't say anything, you still have the face to be the word 'teacher' on the premise of the concubine?"

The old woman's face was blue and white for a while, and now she was the eldest elder, and she was bluntly said shameless by a junior, which made her angry, and a pair of hands hidden in her sleeves, sometimes clenched, sometimes released, seemed to hesitate about something.

In the end, she still didn't choose a direct showdown, she endured half her life for the position of the Great Elder, and for the sake of Leng Bingning's body what she wanted, she could just as much, but no matter what, today was the last time.

After holding back her anger, the old woman still looked kind and pleasant, and said bitterly: "Okay, I won't say it." The purpose of my coming to you today, you should also know that I am also for your good, for the sake of the entire Baoxin Pavilion, why don't you understand my hard work. ”

If it had been before, Leng Bingning might have been soft-hearted and polite because of the old woman's tone, but in the past few days, she has completely understood the essence of this person, and under the disguise of charity, it is a bad nature to make people evil.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, the coldness in her eyes became thicker, and she refused coldly: "Yesterday, the concubine body has made it very clear, the family master told the concubine when he taught the condensation forging technique to the concubine, this technique must not be passed on, unless it is the blood of the cold sky, otherwise even the heirs cannot be taught, why do you mention this matter again and again." ”

The old woman's expression gradually became gloomy, and she was about to tear her face off, she no longer pretended, and said coldly: "So you don't want that broken plank? If I'm not mistaken, it's the wooden board that your lover surnamed Shang used to write for you to repair the army, right? Isn't it just to get back this wooden board that you have been refining for me day and night for so many years? Give me the condensation forging technique, and I will return the wooden board to you and let you go." ”

Leng Bing Ningyu's hand tightened, but the expression on his face was still cold, on the one hand, he was the only thing to remember with Shang Jingxing, and on the other hand, he made an oath to the dead master, which did make her struggle, but now that the person had appeared, she only needed to deal with the affairs in the sect before she could go to him, Leng Bingning believed that he would give him a satisfactory explanation.

"Huh. The old woman didn't understand what she was thinking, and sneered: "Yes, that kid appeared, but did he come to you? The waste of the past is now the deputy master, and you are just a descendant of the Heavenly Sin Clan, wake up, he has abandoned you, cherish your only memory, and give me the jade slip of the condensation forging technique." ”

Leng Bingning's body trembled, the coldness in his eyes became stronger, and the jade arm raised and pointed out the door, and said, "Great Elder, please leave, you are not welcome here." ”

The old woman didn't move, the viciousness in her eyes became more and more obvious, she stared at Leng Bingning and said: "Leng Bing Ning, Leng Bing Ning, I still took care of a little old feelings, but since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

The old woman stood up and walked to the door until she stopped: "You can leave today, but not to go back to your lover, but to the Ming Sword Sect! Just an hour ago, I had already married you to Wei Li, if you just agreed that I could still secretly let you go, now, you just wait to be a human slave who raises the blood of Tianhan!"

Leng Bingning got up suddenly, and just wanted to speak, but his whole body became weak and he sat down again.

"You! you actually drugged the concubine!"

The old woman turned around, her wrinkled face was completely distorted, and her cloudy eyes were full of madness, "Don't think that I don't know about your Tianhan bloodline, bloodline inheritance and full moon sealing blood, right, as long as you wait for you to give birth to a child for Wei Li, if one doesn't work, two will be two, and if two can't work, three will be born, until the Tianhan bloodline is born, I will use the blood collection method to seize the bloodline memory, and then the condensation forging technique will still be mine!!hahaha!!"

She pushed open the door, Wei Li walked in, her long hair was scattered at will, like an evil demon, there was pride and resentment on her face, the handsome and chic and self-confident bearing of the past had long since disappeared, the original gray clothes were replaced by purple robes, and now there were wisps of demonic energy floating out of her body from time to time.

He looked at Leng Bingning's eyes with obsession and resentment, but the woman he admired loved his biggest enemy deeply, obviously Leng Bingning never pretended to him, but in his already twisted heart, it was Leng Bingning who betrayed him.

Since he met Shang Jingxing, the happiness he had never had rolled and tumbled in his heart, and the happiness made him laugh wildly.

"It's ridiculous that you still put a woman's bun for that Shangjing Star and call yourself a concubine, but this is fine, and you don't have to dress up superfluously when you enter the cave room with me! I will put the plank you want the most under you when the time comes!Hahahaha!!"

Now, he has gotten what he wants most, not because of Leng Bing Ning, but because this is Shang Jingxing's woman!

At this time, Shadow Ink Butterfly, who had been hiding in the shadows, found that something was wrong, and immediately sent out several flying pigeon passes, and then couldn't wait for a reply, and immediately turned into a shadow and rushed into the room, holding a green dagger in both hands, blocking in front of Leng Bingning, looking directly at Wei Li and the old woman.

"If you want to touch the mistress, you have to step over my corpse. ”