readx;?? Listening to the words of the white-clothed monk, Aunt Yue's face suddenly turned pale. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info\\. qΒ5, \\ She obviously promised Song Zhong in advance, but now that the things have been collected, Song Zhong is here, and she has officially apologized, if she regrets it at this time, then there will be no more left of this face!

However, the identity of this white-clothed friar is not trivial, but she is her senior sister who studied the arts, and she takes care of herself, and she still owes her family a favor. Now in front of so many people, she openly proposes marriage, if she doesn't agree, it is really a little unkind.

Of course, no matter how unfriendly you are, it's better than being ruined?, so after Aunt Yue figured this out, she wanted to refuse the matter with a tactful reason, so that she could retreat.

But when Aunt Yue hesitated, the white-clothed monk didn't give her a chance at all. He sneered directly: "Oh, it seems that my face is still not big enough! Since this is the case, then I have to ask Master to come forward! Look, this is the letter I asked my teacher to give you, you can not give me this senior sister face, but if the teacher is an old man, you won't stop, right?" As she spoke, the white-clothed monk took out a letter and handed it to Aunt Yue.

Aunt Yue took it and looked at it, her face was immediately pale, and her heart was extremely angry. It turned out that the letter was indeed written by her karmic teacher, and it clearly stated that she would marry Han Bing'er to the son of a white-clothed friar. Although the master used a consultative tone, after all, people are masters, in fact, this is the master's order!

As a super gate sect, the Dustpan Dao Sect has strict rules in the door, and the master's life is as big as a mountain! Even if Aunt Yue is unwilling, with this letter here, she can only bow her head and admit defeat. The only thing that is gratifying is that although she is now notorious for going back on her word, but because of her teacher's life, it can be regarded as a filial piety, so although she will receive some influence on the statement, it is not too big.

However, if she admits defeat, Aunt Yue is still unwilling, so she gently put away the letter. Then he frowned and asked: "Senior sister, although my apprentice is quite attractive, but after all, he is from a small family, and he is not worthy of your son's family background, why did you suddenly want to accept her with such fanfare?"

In fact, it's no wonder that Aunt Yue is strange, the Han family where the white-clothed female monk is located is one of the best families in this Hungry Dao Sect. And the lineage of the white-clothed monk is even more descendant, her descendants will generally marry with the big family, and a woman like the white-clothed monk Han Bing'er, who is from a civilian background and has no background, can't look down on her at all. Therefore, the marriage of the white-clothed friar this time is really a bit strange.

After listening to Aunt Yue's words, the white-clothed monk smiled slightly, and said: "Hehe, until now, I won't hide it from you, my child is talented and intelligent, and he has entered the Yuanying realm at a young age, but it's a pity that this child is too arrogant, and he can't find a guy to take advantage of, and he can't even look down on the idle spirit treasure! It just so happens that I heard that the ninth-order spirit treasure you have here is out of the mountain, which is just suitable for my child's ice system exercises, so I used this little brain! I hope that my sister is not strange!"

Although the white-clothed friar said politely, there was obviously no hint of apology in her expression.

Only then did Aunt Yue know that it turned out that they were actually fighting the idea of the Vortex Hunger Ice Spirit Sword. Indeed, that is something that deserves so much attention from them, and it is the most economical way to use it. After snatching away the natal magic weapon, Han Bing'er almost lost half her life, and if she used some tricks, she could make her fragrant and jade, and when the time came, her son could still marry the big family again. The only grievance is Han Bing'er.

If Han Bing'er had been protected by Huo Qingyun before, the Han family would not have been so vicious. But now that Han Bing'er wants to break away from the Han family, and even more so to marry Song Zhong, the enemy of the Han family, they are naturally angry and want to kill him as soon as possible.

Aunt Yue naturally knew what was going on with her closed disciples, and she was also hateful and angry in her heart, but a master couldn't protect her disciples, and she was obviously not comfortable.

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But the situation is pressing, with the mountain of the master pressing, Aunt Yue is no longer reconciled, and she can only choose to compromise helplessly. I saw her smile bitterly and said, "I understand!"

After speaking, Aunt Er turned her face and came to Song Zhong, and said with a helpless wry smile: "I'm sorry child, I, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my words!"

When she said this, Aunt Yue's face couldn't help but turn red. Lei Ming Daoist suddenly said angrily: "Senior, this family affair is a marriage letter written by the head of my branch personally, if you lose your words, then you are not losing your words in front of Song Zhong, but slapping the face of our Xuantian Dao Sect, please think twice!"

After Aunt Yue listened to Lei Mingdaoren's words, she was immediately speechless. She knew that it was only then that she realized that she had made a super big mistake. Originally, she thought that Song Zhong had no foundation, so she didn't care about the portal, and only regarded it as a transaction with Song Zhong. As a result, he didn't expect Song Zhong's face to be so big, and he actually said that he had sent a post in person. In this way, the meaning is completely different, and the original object of the transaction with Aunt Yue was Song Zhong. Now it's a hazy sleep.

For Song Zhong, Aunt Yue naturally dares to bully, but for the hazy water, it can't. Shui Hazy is not terrible, what is terrible is the Xuantian Dao Sect he represents, as the head of the Xuantian Branch, how can Shui Hazy play at will? Once it is not handled well, it will inevitably lead to the contradiction between the Xuantian Dao Sect and the Xuantian Dao Sect, and even Aunt Yue will not dare to bear such consequences.

Fortunately, Aunt Yue was shrewd, and when she saw that this matter was beyond her expectations, she immediately took the initiative to push it away, and then said to the white-clothed monk in embarrassment: "Senior sister, look, how is this good?"

"What's the matter?" said the white-clothed friar, frowning. In fact, Hanqing had already told her when she went to invite her, and she was just asking knowingly now.

Aunt Yue knew that she was pretending to be garlic, but she didn't bother to pay attention to it, so she just smiled and said, "Oh, it's really a misfortune that Senior Sister came, before you came, the master of the Xuantian Branch's Misty Courtyard had already asked my disciple for marriage on behalf of Song Zhong." As a result, you have brought the teacher's order again, and this really embarrass me? What do you think I should do?"

The white-clothed monk frowned, she didn't need to think that Song Zhong would have a hazy backing behind him. She is not an idiot, she naturally knows how serious the consequences will be if she refutes the hazy face, so she is reluctant to come forward, and hurriedly said: "Senior sister, this is your territory, can you do it?"

When Aunt Yue heard this, she was so angry, and said in her heart, I have never seen such a shameless person, I just want to take advantage, but I pushed the things that offended people to me, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Thinking of this, Aunt Yue said directly with a cold face: "If Senior Sister really wants to hand over this matter to me to deal with, then I can only start from the overall situation, presumably Master and her old man will understand my distress after she knows!"

When the white-clothed friar heard this, she was immediately depressed. Obviously, Aunt Yue said very clearly, although the master is big, but compared with the master, it is nothing. The white-clothed friar can carry out the master, and Aunt Yue can also carry out the interests of the master. In this way, Aunt Yue also has a reason to reject the white-clothed friar's courtship.

Of course, from the perspective of Aunt Yue's own interests, she is more inclined to her own humble master, after all, the interests of the master are too illusory, even if she maintains it this time, there is no substantial benefit, but it will offend the master and the people of the Han family, so she will definitely protect the interests of her own side until the last resort.

However, if the white-clothed monk did not come forward and forced her to offend the notoriety of the Xuantian Dao Sect, then she would have no choice. After all, offending the master will not be doomed, but if this notoriety falls, she can only become the laughing stock of everyone in the future, not only will the position in front of her be unstable, but she may also be refrigerated, so that the Xuantian Dao Sect can dissipate her anger.

The white-clothed monk naturally saw Aunt Yue's determination, and she didn't dare to threaten anymore at the moment, lest the fish die and the net would be broken, and everyone would not be benefited. But if she wants her to be saddled with the notoriety of playing with her allies, she is also unwilling.

Just when Aunt Yue and the white-clothed friar didn't want to take responsibility for this, they reached an impasse.

An annoying voice suddenly sounded: "Hey." Are you the one who wants to eat swan meat?"

Everyone looked to the place where the voice had been raised, and saw that the person who had spoken was the young man who had followed the white friar.

When the white-clothed monk saw him come forward, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in her heart, "The two of us have different identities, and coming forward represents the Micro Hunger Dao Sect, but he is still a child, if I can force Song Zhong away, then I will make amends afterwards, and I can resolve this crisis." Thinking of this, she immediately chose to shut up in a very measured manner, and even retreated a little, making it clear that she would not interfere in this matter.

The small movements of the white-clothed monk did not hide from Song Zhong's eyes. Song Zhong, who had long been furious, suddenly became angry, at this time, he was extremely disappointed in Aunt Yue, and even more angry with the white-clothed monk and the group, if it wasn't for the thundering Daoist who kept stopping him, he would have had a seizure a long time ago.

It's just that Song Zhong never thought that his victim hadn't gone crazy yet, but it was the one who took the initiative to come to the door! This time, not only Song Zhong couldn't help it, but even the thundering Taoist was full of anger, he directly let go of Song Zhong, and then quietly said: "Virtuous nephew, even if you beat this rabbit cub, you can't beat it to death!"

Lei Ming Daoist is naturally very confident in Song Zhongna. How could a person who could handle even a distracting monk be afraid of Yuanying Monk? This kid must have been rampant in other spiritual realms, and he had never heard of Song Zhong's power, so he would be so arrogant. It's just that today, I'm afraid he's going to kick the iron plate!

Not only did Lei Mingdao think so, but even Aunt Yue Ye thought so, but she didn't have a good impression of the white-clothed monk, so she didn't intervene at all. Anyway, there is only one cold Bing'er, whoever stays will belong to whomever is, and you can also try to be idle.

As for the mother of Huo Qingyun, Han Ying, she was also watching the excitement with the mind of fearing that the world would not be chaotic, she knew that this kid was not Song Zhong's opponent, but she didn't remind her, she wished that Song Zhong would beat this kid down, in this case, the force behind this kid would be tantamount to making a feud with Song Zhong.

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So, under the circumstance that the insider deliberately concealed it, this little white face who didn't know whether he was alive or dead faced Song Zhong head-on, his chin was always raised high, and his eyes never looked at people squarely, especially when facing Song Zhong, his high-spirited appearance was like a brocade rooster. Not to mention how annoying it is.

Who is Song Zhong? How can a master who even dares to shoot a distraction master tolerate such an arrogant person in front of him? He directly sneered and said, "Where did this little white face like a brocade rooster come out?"

As soon as Song Zhong said this, the faces of the people around him suddenly changed. Because Song Zhong not only scolded this kid with these words, but even brought this kid's mother with him. As a great cultivator, how could the white-clothed female monk ever be humiliated like this? That face turned iron blue at that time, if it weren't for the scruples of identity, I was afraid that Song Zhong would have been destroyed long ago. But despite this, she couldn't help but curse secretly in her heart: "You damn bastard, if the old lady doesn't kill you, I'll take your surname"

As for the guy who was scolded, he was so angry that he jumped up on the spot, it was really the same as a brocade-haired rooster, he pointed at Song Zhong while scolding: "Where did you come from, bastard, you dare to scold me?."

"It's light to scold you, I still want to beat you!" Song Zhong said coldly. As soon as he said that, as soon as he raised his hand, he wanted to rush over and beat someone!

"Bastard, I'm going to see which of us beats whom?" The kid also scolded angrily, raised his hand and beckoned out a black ancient sword, which seemed to know that it was a ninth-order magic weapon.

The two of them saw that they were about to fight, but Aunt Yue was suddenly startled, and hurriedly raised her hand to emit a cyan divine light, forcibly separating the two. It turned out that Aunt Yue saw the murderous aura in Song Zhong's eyes, which was a desperate crazy murderous aura after being angry to the extreme. Anyone who has this kind of murderous aura will fight without regard for the consequences, and will definitely do it to the death. So Aunt Yue was scared at that time. She doesn't care about that kid's life or death, but she can't die here? In that case, she, the landlord, will be unlucky! This kid's backstage is too hard, so Aunt Yue really doesn't dare to provoke it.

However, Aunt Yue's kindness was regarded by the white-clothed friar as a shelter for Song Zhong. She immediately said angrily: "Senior sister, if you want to do it, my sister can accompany you, there is no need to make a move on the child, right?"

Obviously, it is impossible for the white-clothed friar not to know that Aunt Yue is saving people, and the reason why she said this is obviously because she hates Aunt Yue for interfering in this matter at will.

Aunt Yue saw that she was kind-hearted, but she was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and she immediately aroused her anger. She then sneered and said, "My sister doesn't dare to do anything with my senior sister, the reason why I stopped them is that I don't mean to bully the child!

"Hmph, they're just kids, just having fun. What can you do? I think you're too careful." The white-clothed friar sneered.

"Good, good". Aunt Yue then sneered: "Since that's the case, then I won't be a villain, just let them fight casually! Senior sister, you can't blame me for not reminding me!"

"Of course." The white-clothed friar sneered. She also thought that Aunt Yue was worried that Song Zhong would not be able to explain to the Xuantian Dao Sect after Song Zhong's death and injury, so she half-heartily agreed to deal with the aftermath by herself.

Seeing that the white-clothed friar said this, Aunt Yue was not ambiguous, and immediately retreated behind the white-clothed friar, making it clear that she was out of the matter!

The white-clothed monk saw that Aunt Yue was automatically out of the game so happily, and she was also a little suspicious in her heart, but she still didn't go to her heart in the end, in her opinion, her child realm was sent to the first level, and the magic weapon was still ninth-order, so she would not lose to a Jindan monk. So she said coldly: "I heard that Han Bing'er originally wanted to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, since this is the case, then you can learn from each other, and the loser will get out of the way, how about it?"

"No problem, mother, just rest assured, I'll let this kid get out!" the kid said triumphantly.

When Song Zhong heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "The senior's proposal is extremely fair, and the junior naturally agrees." It's just that I'm not a shallow learner, and the shot is not light or heavy, in case I accidentally kill Ling Lang, you won't blame me, right?"

After listening to Song Zhong's words, the white-clothed monk and her son were so angry that their faces turned pale, and the white-clothed monk immediately said hatefully: "The sword has no eyes, death and injury are inevitable, you can kill him, I have no complaints, but if the person who died is you, don't blame him!"

"Haha, I'm definitely not weird!" Song Zhong then sneered: "In this case, please be a witness!"

"Alas". When Lei Ming Dao saw Song Zhong like this, he knew that he had made a killing move. If he can still suppress other juniors, he can still rely on the majesty of his elders, but for Song Zhong, he is simply a figure on an equal footing with him, how can he suppress others? Therefore, since Song Zhong has made a decision, he can only nod with a wry smile, and then step aside.

Seeing this, the others also retreated one after another, giving up the venue to these two people. Song Zhong looked at the kid opposite with a sneer, but the guy raised his chin and said with disdain: "Boy, if you meet me, you are unlucky, the master will kill you, just one move, you can see it!"

As he spoke, the black sword in the guy shook as he spoke, and the tip of the sword suddenly shot out a sword qi more than ten zhang long. This sword qi is not coarse, just like the sword body, and it has not separated from the sword, it has always been connected to the sword body, at first glance, it looks like he is holding a flying sword more than ten zhang long.

Generally speaking, the sword qi of the Yuanying master is thousands of zhang long, and it can shoot thousands of miles away with a slight shake, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

And the sword qi in this kid's hand is only a dozen zhang long, which is extremely short, if you dare to underestimate its power. Then you will definitely suffer a big loss. It turned out that this guy was a sword cultivator, and he practiced a special ice-based sword technique, called the Sky Splitting Sword. The biggest feature of this set of sword tricks is that the sword qi is highly condensed, condensing the original thousands of zhang of sword light into more than ten zhang long, and the power remains the same, but the destructive power has increased dozens of times because of the condensation!

Combined with the blessing of the ninth-order magic weapon, the power is even more amazing. With such a highly condensed sword qi, the destructive power is extremely terrifying, and the ordinary body protection divine light can't be blocked at all, and even the magic weapon of body expansion will be shattered. Its only drawback is its relatively short range.

But for now, distance is not an issue. This hall is not very big, and after fighting so many people, it is even more crowded, making the total distance between Song Zhong and this kid only ten zhang or so.

Therefore, as soon as this guy's black Sky Splitting Sword Qi appeared, he could directly attack Song Zhong. And this kid obviously hated Song Zhong and shot out his sword qi. directly slashed at Song Zhong's head, clearly intending to put him to death.

If it were to be replaced by another Jindan monk, there would be almost no way to face the supposedly invincible Heaven Splitting Sword Qi. The magic weapon can't be stopped, and the running is not as fast as other people's wrist shaking, so it is almost certain to die.

However, Song Zhong Yan Ran is not an ordinary person, although the Heaven Splitting Sword Qi is known as the king of close combat, but unfortunately it has no effect on Song Zhong. He didn't even bother to look at the black sword qi that was slashing down above his head, so he sneered and rushed towards the guy.

In fact, Song Zhong's performance is even more frequent than that guy. He even went forward, with the other hand behind his back, and looked at it calmly, as if he were strolling leisurely.

The next moment, a golden light flashed, and a large bronze bell more than a foot high appeared out of thin air, and the magnificent shape conquered the hearts of everyone present at once. Then, the black sword qi slashed at the big bronze bell, and then disappeared on the surface of the big bronze bell extremely strangely, as if it had been absorbed into it, without any ripples.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. However, the matter was not over yet, although Song Zhong had cracked this sword qi, the people around him still had no confidence in him. Because that kid is a sword cultivator and is best at close combat, while Song Zhong is a Lei cultivator, and he has hardly practiced the skills of hand-to-hand combat. Therefore, the people around him think that Song Zhong is looking for death if he goes up now.

But at this time, an unexpected scene happened again, and the hand behind Song Zhong's back suddenly flicked lightly, and a gray spirit rune hit the big bronze bell.

The next moment, a huge bell full of joy rang out of thin air. The people present, even the two Great Cultivators, were all overjoyed and lost their minds in an instant.

This is the sound of joy in the Seven Emotions Immortal Sound of the Great Bronze Bell, because the distance is so close, that the Great Cultivators of the Void Cultivation are all caught off guard, let alone the guy who bears the brunt of it. His face was full of joy on the spot, and he was stunned for a long time.

Masters fight, race against time, especially in the face of a light enemy like Song Zhong, isn't Leng looking for death for half a day? Directly Song Zhong rushed over with an arrow step, raised his hand and slapped it, and the terrifying power shattered that guy's body protection divine light on the spot, and the residual strength did not fade, and he also slapped him.

This loud slap woke him up all of a sudden, and he came back to his senses, and when he could make a move, he immediately felt his neck tighten, and the whole person was grabbed by Song Zhong and lifted up.

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While grabbing the private "Chuanwu", Song Zhong did not forget to lure out a force in his hand and sealed the meridians of Najie Ding's body, directly turning him into a poor insect paralyzed.

After all these years of penance and chaos cultivation, Song Zhong's figure has become as high as nine feet, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he is simply a super strong man. And that kid is less than six feet tall, after being grabbed by Song Zhong with one hand, because he is paralyzed, he can't struggle, he can only sway with the wind, that poor appearance, the whole thing is "messy in the wind"!

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These actions are a lot to say, but in fact, from Song Zhong's launch to capturing that kid, it only took a moment of effort before and after. By the time the surrounding people woke up from the Seven Feelings Immortal Sound, Song Zhong had already captured the kid alive.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people present suddenly changed. Especially the white-clothed female monk, she could hardly believe her eyes, with the strength of her self-bowing son, combined with the powerful Heaven Splitting Sword Qi, she was captured alive by life in a single look, and she didn't even have a chance to rescue herself, which really made her incomprehensible.

In fact, not only did she not understand, but so did her son.

Don't look at being caught by Song Zhong, but that kid's mouth is not soft at all, he scolded: "Damn bastard, you dare to arrest me? Do you know who the uncle is? You quickly let go of me now." Then kowtow to me to make amends, and I may be able to spare you, or else you will wait to die!"

Lei Mingdaoren, Han Qing and Aunt Yue, who knew the inside story, were speechless for a while when they heard this, and said in their hearts, why doesn't this idiot have any eyesight?

Sure enough, Song Zhong didn't care about these three seven twenty-one, as soon as he heard this kid be so arrogant, the angry Song Zhong didn't say a word of nonsense at all, grabbed his neck with his left hand, raised his right hand high, and then snapped, it was a hard whip.

That kid originally had a handsome little white face, but after being taken care of by Song Zhong's big hands, he directly turned into a pumpkin face, and it was still blue and purple! Blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and the big teeth in his mouth fell out by double digits, not to mention it!

was so pumped by Song Zhong that the kid couldn't speak anymore, and those two big watery eyes were like the Yellow River bursting. Tears flowed out!

When the white-clothed monk saw this, her heart was like a knife, and she couldn't care about what she had just said, so she scolded angrily: "Bastard, let my son go!"

As she spoke, she actually shot out a sword aura and wanted to kill. As a great cultivator of Void Cultivation, he took such a disregard for his identity to deal with a Jindan junior, not to mention the Thundering Daoist, even the many disciples of the Hunger Hall present felt a fever on their faces.

Song Zhong knew that he was not the opponent of the Great Cultivator, so it was not good for her to fight at all, so he only strengthened and choked the kid's neck with a rattle, and at the same time sneered: "Do you want him to die?"

Seeing the murderous aura in Song Zhong's eyes, the white-clothed monk was so frightened that she didn't dare to move anymore, hurriedly retracted her sword, and then said viciously: Boy, if you dare to touch a single hair of my son, I will make your life worse than death!"

The white-clothed monk thought that with her status as a cultivator, she was enough to scare this little rookie in the Jindan period, but she was obviously very wrong, and Song Zhong didn't eat this set at all.

The words of the white-clothed monk fell, and Song Zhong directly opened the bow left and right, crackling and slapping a few more. Then Song Zhong looked at the white-clothed monk with a provocative expression, and sneered: "Lao Tzu has moved your son's hair, what the hell is it better for Lao Tzu to live or die?"

"You!" the white-clothed friar was so angry that she almost vomited blood on the spot!

In front of so many people, Song Zhong's slap was completely slapped in her face! At this time, the white-clothed nun could also see that Song Zhong was a stunned young man who did not play cards according to common sense, and if he collided with him again, he would definitely only suffer from his own son.

Therefore, for the sake of her son, the white-clothed monk directly turned her face and said angrily to Lei Mingdaoren: "You Xuantian Branch is a good tutor! This kid is so unreasonable, don't you say that you are an elder?"

Lei Ming Daoren rolled his eyes and said in his heart, now that you know that I am an elder, why did you go earlier?

Of course, as a junior, he didn't dare to be unreasonable to this white-clothed female monk at the level of cultivation, so he had to smile and say: "I'm really embarrassed, although Song Zhongxian's nephew is nominally my junior, his status in the Xuantian Branch is not below me, so I really can't control his affairs!"

On this occasion, as a thunderous Taoist, he would definitely not lie. Therefore, when the white-clothed monk heard this, she was immediately stunned, she never expected that Song Zhong would have such a status.

Then she said in shock: "You're not lying to me, are you? He, a Jindan monk, how can he be on an equal footing with you, a distraction master?"

"That's because of merit!" Lei Ming said: "Song Zhongxian's nephew once captured two distracted cultivators of the Demon Dao alive, so he is naturally qualified to be on an equal footing with me!"

"Nonsense!" the white-clothed monk immediately said angrily when she heard this: "He is a rookie in the Jindan period, how can he capture the distracted monk alive?"

"Hey, hey, juniors are all the truth". Lei Ming Daoist said proudly: "Everyone present also knows about this, if you don't believe it, you can ask Mrs. Hanqing behind you!"

After hearing this, the white-clothed monk immediately turned her face and waited for Han Qing, and asked angrily, "Is there such a thing?"

"Huh!" Han Qing was stunned at the time, but she couldn't help but answer the elder's words, so she had to bite the bullet and say: "It is said that there is such a thing!"

"Bastards". The white-clothed monk suddenly became furious and said, "Since there is such a thing, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The white-clothed monk is dying of anger now, if she had known that Song Zhong was so powerful, she wouldn't be willing to let her son go and fight him alone?

Seeing that the white-clothed monk was angry, Han Qing was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, but just lowered her head. She hates Lei Mingdao to death in her heart now, if he hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have been scolded like this?

The matter has already come out, and the morale of the white-clothed monk is useless, after all, this is in front of everyone, and she is not easy to be ugly, so it is important to rescue her son first.

The white-clothed friar then said, "Song Zhong." You let my son go, let's go, this cold ice is yours!"

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"Hmph, let it go. Song Zhong still refused to buy it, and recorded a white-clothed female cultivator with ten cheeks.

Fortunately, Lei Ming Daoist persuaded on the side: "Song Xian's nephew, it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, anyway, everyone has agreed to back down, why do you have to get along with them?"

Song Zhong saw that Lei Ming Daoist had spoken, and he was also angry, so he said hatefully: "Okay, for the sake of your senior, just spare this bastard for the time being!" After speaking, Song Zhong threw the kid to the ground like throwing a dead dog.

The white-clothed monk naturally couldn't sit idly by and watch her son be fallen, so she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the void and sucked her son's body to her side. Then go through a burst of aura, and immediately let the kid relax.

Yuanying Monk's ** is already strong, plus he is a sword cultivator, his family conditions are good, and he has a large number of elixirs to nourish, so the physical strength of the slander is quite high, even if it is not as good as Song Zhong, it is not as strong as ordinary Yuanying Monk. Therefore, just a few times Song Zhong. After being rescued by the white-clothed friar, he immediately jumped up, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the white-clothed monk's sleeve and cried: "Mother, avenge me!"

The white-clothed monk was already holding back her anger, but when she saw her son's tragic situation and bitter pleading, she suddenly couldn't suppress this evil fire in her heart anymore. The cold murderous aura instantly dispersed, and at the same time, her divine sense was locked on Song Zhong's body.

As the momentum of the white-clothed monk exploded, the entire hall immediately felt as if it had entered a cold winter, and a thick layer of frost and snow formed on the ground.

When I saw the white friar, she was ready to do it at any time. Lei Mingdaoren's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said: "Senior, you have already said just now, if we cast Ling Lang, you will withdraw from this matter!"

"That's right!" the white-clothed friar said coldly, "I said this, but I only promised to withdraw from Han Bing'er's family affairs, but I didn't say to bypass this stinky boy, right?"

Hearing this, Lei Ming Daoist immediately gasped, he never thought that this great cultivator at the level of cultivation would also do such a shameless thing. He was suddenly very anxious in his heart, you know, just now he pleaded with himself, and Song Zhong only let that kid go, if it weren't for his own troubles, with that kid as a hostage, Song Zhong wouldn't be like this, isn't this equivalent to him harming Song Zhong?

Even the disciples of the Spotted Hunger Pavilion around them were a little unbearable, but their status was low, and none of them dared to stand up and speak. Even Aunt Yue didn't speak, but she was never willing to suffer until her sister's stingy temperament, and she lost such a big face in front of Song Zhong today, if she didn't get it back, I was afraid that she would be suffocated to death. At this time, whoever goes out to stop them will definitely become the enemy of the white friar. Aunt Yue is such a shrewd person, so she won't cause such a big trouble for herself! Anyway, Song Zhong died at the hands of the white-clothed monk, and it had nothing to do with her, so she chose to be silent again.

However, although Aunt Yue wanted to stay out of the matter, Lei Mingdao couldn't let her get her wish. Seeing that he couldn't change the mind of the white-clothed monk, he simply shouted to Aunt Yue: "Senior Yue, we are your guests!

"Alas!" Aunt Yue sighed helplessly: "You also know that she is my senior sister, I, as a junior sister, only obey orders, but I have no right to order my senior sister!"

When the thundering Taoist heard this, he was immediately speechless. But the white-clothed friar sneered proudly: "It's still the senior sister who is reasonable!"

Then the white-clothed monk waved her hand directly and said, "Thundering Daoist, if you don't want to die, get out of the way, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind."

Lei Ming Daoist was suddenly furious, he wanted to say something, but Song Zhong pulled his sleeve.

"Senior brother, now that it's done, there's no point in you staying, so let's go back and report the news quickly!" Song Zhong said lightly.

In the face of the Great Cultivator of Practicing Void, the Thundering Daoist at the level of the Divine Distraction of the District has no room for resistance, and it is in vain to stay, it is better to go back and report to the master. Lei Ming Daoist also knew this truth, but he was embarrassed to run away alone, and now that he saw Song Zhong take the initiative to say it, he stopped pretentious, and said directly: "Song Zhongxian's nephew, a good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, you don't have to be a fool first, I'll go back and ask the academy to judge with them."

Song Zhong knew what Lei Ming Daoist meant, but he just wanted him to surrender for the time being, so as to buy time for Shui Hazy to save him. Although he had other plans, he didn't want to say anything at this time, so Song Zhong just nodded and said, "The junior knows." Thanks for the reminder, go ahead."

"So, I'll go first!" Lei Ming Daoist bowed to Song Zhongzhong, then flicked his sleeves and said to Aunt Yue: "If Song Zhongxian's nephew has three long and two short, my Xuantian Dao Sect will definitely not rest with you!" After speaking, he didn't even bother to say goodbye, so he hurriedly flew away.

I am a few people in my heart When the Thundering Daoist left, there was only one outsider left in the entire hall, Song Zhong, and all the others were people from the Dao Sect.

"Hmph! Xuantian Dao Sect? What a big signboard, I don't believe it, they will fall out with our Hui Dao Sect for the sake of a little Jindan monk!" The white-clothed female monk said coldly to Song Zhongdao: Son, do you say yes?"

"Indeed, the Xuantian Dao Sect and the Micro Hunger Dao Sect are both super big factions, and they will definitely not fall out for a little person like me." Song Zhong smiled slightly, and then said coldly: "However, little people also have the dignity of little people, sometimes, they can often make those guys who think they are high up turn into a puddle of shit!"

"Well?" When the white-clothed monk heard this, her eyes narrowed suddenly, and then she sneered: "Boy, you really have a kind! I want to see what qualifications you have to make a big fuss in front of me!"

After speaking, the white-clothed monk raised her hand and gently shot out a sharp white sword. Don't look at the sword is very short, only a few feet long, but the terrifying power contained in it is definitely not to be underestimated. With her cultivation as a great cultivator, I am afraid that Song Zhong may not be able to block this even if she has the protective divine light of the big bronze bell.

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