Ouyang Hong finished drinking it and wiped it on his mouth.

Long Wenmu can fully release his past suspicions today and is willing to compromise, what Ouyang Hong wants to see most is such a result.

You must know that as long as Long Wenmu compromises, the others will naturally have no reason to go to the Yang Kingdom.

If even Long Wenmu didn't go, the others would follow him and retreat obediently.

In order to convince Long Wenmu, Ouyang Hong originally prepared a lot of rhetoric, but he didn't say it. Being able to convince Long Wenmu so easily was also unexpected by him.

As long as you can let these people go back with you, you don't have to worry about them disturbing the affairs of the Yang Kingdom.

Of course, not all of what he said was true, but when the time came, when they noticed it, they would go to the Yang Kingdom, and by then it would be a complete boat.

All impulses are all in one blow, and then they are exhausted. Today, they have the courage to dare not to go to the Yang Kingdom, and when they are persuaded to turn back once or twice, this courage will naturally be gone.

Ouyang Hong understands this truth too well, so he also knows that Long Wenmu and these people rely on a breath of anger, it is just the courage of a horseman, and it is difficult to achieve great things.

Putting down the teacup, smiling faintly, and was about to talk and laugh more to close the distance between each other, when he suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality.

His brow furrowed suddenly, and his hand went down his throat.

With a crooked foot, the man threw himself towards the table, and the teacup smashed to the ground with a thud. His face was flushed, his throat and mouth were clutched, and he couldn't make a sound whimpering.

Except for Long Wenmu, everyone was taken aback by this sudden change.

"Lord Ouyang!" several people behind Ouyang Hong hurriedly shouted.

Long Wenmu looked at him expressionlessly, and slowly poured the cup of tea in his hand to the ground.

The tea was poured on the ground, and a puff of white smoke rose.

"Lord Ouyang, what's wrong with you?" looked at Ouyang Hong propped up on the table, his expression extremely painful. The people of Qingyun Castle wanted to rush up, but a volley of demonic power next to them slashed over, leaving a deep trace on the ground, and at the same time forcing everyone back.

The eldest grandson flicked his sleeves, raised one hand lightly in the air, and drank tea silently.

At the time of Ouyang Hong's "bitter heart" persuasion, only the eldest grandson Hou was the one who was as calm as before from beginning to end.

Ouyang Hong would have thought that such a change would suddenly occur, as if there was a fire burning in his mouth, and he couldn't make a sound with his mouth open.

How could he not feel it, it was obvious that there was something wrong with the tea just now.

"Lord Ouyang has said so much, his tongue is too long, and he is too tired to speak. When I was upstairs, I thought that I should help you fix your tongue. Long Wenmu stared at his eyes calmly and said slowly.

"Stinky boy, you dare to poison!" Lu Wanbo was the first to roar.

Just saw that this kid had succumbed, who knew that the cordon had just been relieved, and Ouyang Hong fell for the other party's tricks.

Lu Wanbo wanted to rush up to check Ouyang Hong's condition, but before he and the other two Heavenly Demon Masters could leave, Eldest Sun Hou had already flashed between them, blocking their way. Seeing this, Scarlet Lie also came up and stood side by side with the eldest grandson.

The trace of depression that had just been moved by Ouyang Hong's words also disappeared in the conflict at this moment.

Ouyang Hong's mouth was wide open, obviously looking extremely painful, but he couldn't say it in words at all.

Everyone saw that in his wide open mouth, his tongue was completely red and swollen, and it was full of blood blisters, and they didn't know what medicine Long Wenmu had put in the tea just now.

Long Wenmu didn't care about Ouyang Hong, and objected to looking at Yu Dashuai and the others, seeing that they were still a little confused at the moment.

"You will believe whatever he says? If Qingyun Castle is credible, why should we come here today? He said that we are going to die or to die? If you don't believe in the good, why do you believe the worst?"

He snorted sarcastically, causing everyone who had been shaken just now to blush.

"I ...... I didn't believe it. Yu Dashuai said sharply, "I'll just listen to him, who believes it?" Being ridiculed by Long Wenmu like this, the confusion just now has dissipated at this moment.

Indeed, if the promise given by Yun Rulong could be trusted, they would not be here today. As for the good and the bad, they haven't come that far, so what to do so much?

"Stinky boy, you are despicable and shameless!" Lu Wanbo shouted angrily.

Senior Lu praised him like this, and the kid was flattered. I'm despicable today, you bite me. Long Wenmu raised an eyebrow at him.

Lu Wanbo's face was completely tense, today they are here to take Long Wenmu and the others back. If Ouyang Hong can convince them with his three-inch tongue, it will be fine, since he has torn his face, there is no need to fight with his tongue.

The three Heavenly Demon Masters, including Lu Wanbo, swooped down, and the eldest grandson snorted coldly, and the two of them attacked each other.

The five figures clashed on the first day, rushed out of the inn together, soared into the sky, and started a big battle in the sky.

The sky was like thunder, the sky was clear, the wind was surging, and the five figures were shuttling quickly. The people in the small town have never seen this kind of world, and they are all screaming and running for their lives.

In the inn, Long Wenmu pulled Ouyang Hong over.

"Stinky boy, you dare!" Qu Zhongyi and the other disciples took a step forward.

Scarlet Xiaoyu drew his sword to block their way: "I see who dares to move!"

Long Wenmu grabbed Ouyang Hong's collar, and Ouyang Hong was terrified at the moment.

His cultivation is not high, and he relies on a mouth. But now he can't even speak, and he was caught by Long Wenmu, how could he resist.

Long Wenmu pretended to compromise in front of him, he was careless for a while, and the good situation was lost.

"Lord Ouyang can speak well, I have always admired your mouth. Long Wenmu smiled evilly.

This smile of his, in Ouyang Hong's eyes, was even more terrifying than a ghost.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to touch a single hair of his hair, you will die!

Long Wenmu didn't care what he yelled at: "Lord Ouyang just took the rotting muscle and tongue breaking cream, taking this medicine, if it is not properly treated, the entire tongue will rot, and in the end, his life will be lost." ”

Ouyang Hong whined.

"I don't want to see Lord Ouyang in such pain. If the tongue is broken, it can be continued, and the little life is gone, and the Da Luo Immortal can't be saved when he comes. I have a cure, Lord Ouyang, would you like to hear it?"

Ouyang Hong nodded again and again, not only because he was frightened by Long Wenmu, but also because he could feel the sharp pain coming from his tongue, the corrosive burning and pain, he had never felt in his life.

The sharp pain of needle pricking and knife cutting on the tongue penetrates the bone marrow, how can ordinary people endure it.

Long Wenmu took out a bright knife.

"Boy, you're going to be a fool!" shouted from the direction of many disciples.

Long Wenmu ignored it: "The treatment method is also simple, and it can be cured by cutting a small section." If Lord Ouyang can trust me, open his mouth. ”

Ouyang Hong was dumbfounded for a while, and in the midst of many shouts, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

He would rather suffer the pain of a broken tongue than continue to endure the excruciating pain of this corrosion.

A broken tongue can still be healed, but what if even a small life is gone?

Long Wenmu slowly put the knife into his mouth.

Many disciples turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at it, and after Ouyang Hong snorted a few times, a severed tongue fell out.

Ouyang Hong couldn't stop whining, and Long Wenmu put the knife away.

"Lord Ouyang, remember not to talk nonsense next time, otherwise the kid can't be sure if your entire tongue will rot. Okay, adults, take your time to heal, and when the kid finishes dealing with the trivial matters, I will come back to listen to your teachings. Long Wenmu laughed and patted him on the shoulder, pushing him to the corner.

Ouyang Hong was pushed by him and staggered, looking at him with hatred.

Yu Dashuai was a little trembling, but Scarlet Xiaoyu felt happy.

As soon as Ouyang Hong opened his mouth, he could confuse people's hearts, and Long Wenmu cut off his tongue to see what else he could say. Ouyang Hong can say that Long Wenmu is a very unreasonable master. Xiucai meets soldiers, and it is unclear that it is reasonable, so the so-called one thing descends to one thing, and the wicked have their own wicked people to collect.

Long Wenmu clapped his hands and walked up, there was still a lot of fighting in the sky outside, except for the three Heavenly Demon Masters, the others were all some disciple-level people, and these people Long Wenmu didn't take it to heart.

Long Wenmu's hands were stained with blood, and many disciples were retreating.

Long Wenmu looked at Qu Zhongyi playfully, and then his eyes fell on Bai Hao.

"Brother Bai is also coming to stop me?"

There was no surprise for the others to come, but it was the surprise that Bai Hao was also among these people.

Bai Hao is one of the few people that Long Wenmu rarely agrees with, in Long Wenmu's impression, he is upright and upright by nature. To be honest, Bai Hao was here, which made him a little disappointed.

Bai Hao slightly avoided his direct gaze: "Senior Brother Long, please go back with us." ”

"You know I won't go back with you, I'm just a little curious, with your Bai Hao's temperament, you shouldn't meddle in this matter. ”

Bai Hao smiled silently and bitterly: "The teacher's fate is difficult to disobey." ”

Lu Wanbo is the one who taught him, and it is indeed a reason that the teacher's order is difficult to disobey.

"That's not your reason. Long Wenmu saw the dodge of his gaze and knew that this was an insincere word.

"Don't say it again, if Senior Brother Long insists on doing this, please make a move. Bai Hao gritted his teeth and put on a posture with a deep breath.

Seeing the fierce fighting intent in his eyes, Long Wenmu somewhat understood what was going on.

It's all the demons at work.

In the battle of the Heavenly Demons, Bai Hao was originally selected as the participant, but because of the defeat in the preliminary battle, he finally missed the battle.

At that time, he had already planted demons in his heart, and it may have been watching Long Wenmu and others emerge in the ring, which made him more and more unconvinced.

The more arrogant a person is, the more inevitably he will face failure. The higher the gaze, the harder the fall, and the heavier the demons in the heart.

He appeared in front of him now, and Long Wenmu had nothing to say except regret.

Bai Hao's body moved, and he rushed towards Long Wenmu, condensed the demonic power in his palm, and pressed it towards Long Wenmu's chest.

Of course, he knew that he was not Long Wenmu's opponent, and he just wanted to give it a try.

At the beginning, he lost to Hong Tianyou in the preliminary battle, and then the place was replaced. How can it be said that there is no complaint in my heart.

If it was someone like Scarlet Xiaoyu and Qu Zhongyi who knew the roots to replace him, he wouldn't care, but he didn't know anything about Yu Dashuai and Long Wenmu. Seeing the two of them fighting on the stage, he felt a lot in his heart.

He had seen the Battle of the Heavenly Demons, so he knew that he was not Long Wenmu's opponent.

He competed with Long Wenmu in archery at the beginning, but the result was equal, and at that time he only regarded Long Wenmu as a good opponent. But after watching the battle of the Heavenly Demons, he understood that no matter how strong his talent was ten times, he would not be able to catch up with Long Wenmu's pace.

He just wanted to try it, even if he lost this battle, he also wanted to fight Long Wenmu in person, otherwise he would never be able to let go.

When Lu Wanbo asked him a few days ago to hunt down Long Wenmu and others, he agreed without hesitation. Because only this time, it was his best and only chance.

pounced on Long Wenmu and burst out with all his strength.

Long Wenmu was on the side of his body, letting his strength fail. Sighing silently, he lost his balance with a hook of his foot and slashed at the back of his neck with his palm.

Bai Hao's eyes rolled and he fell straight down.

After handing over Long Wenmu, he knew that the current Bai Hao was not as good as when they met for the first time.

There is a demon in his heart, and he can only use seven or eight percent of his strength, and in the hands of Long Wenmu, he can't even take a move.

Cultivators pay attention to the understanding of their minds, and if they cannot overcome the demonic obstacles in their hearts, they will be unable to make progress in their cultivation for the rest of their lives. It is really a pity that Qingyun Castle Tianjiao has fallen to such a point.