As soon as Nangong Shaoyou said this, the group of heroes in the audience laughed again, although everyone on the stage held their own identities, they could not help laughing, only Song Zixiu was alone, and his expression was very lonely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He accepted seven disciples in his life, all of whom were accepted when he was most frustrated, not so much that he had nurtured them, but that they had always accompanied him, brought a lot of joy to himself, and survived these sad seventeen years.

Although he has a preference for Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei, he has no selfishness in teaching martial arts, and the seven disciples are treated equally, although they are slightly favored by the two, in fact, they are also very fond of the other five, which is not inferior to the children of ordinary parents.

Although Cong Peifeng has betrayed his master, how can he say that he was raised by himself, as the saying goes, "there are only parents in the world who are not, and there are no children who are not", that is to say, only children will complain about their parents, where are there parents to complain about children, watching Cong Peifeng being humiliated in public, he is also very sad, but he is helpless.

"Pei Feng, since the disciples of other sects are like this, how can the disciples of this sect let people peep at them, so you take off your clothes and let the heroes of the world be fair, so that the master can stand up for you as a matter of course, and kill Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei who insulted you, which can be regarded as sealing the mouth of the Youyou!" said the Netherworld Sect Master coldly.

Although his words were high-sounding, ostensibly to stand up for his disciples, everyone present could understand that he didn't trust Cong Peifeng at all, and wanted Cong Peifeng to prove it to him.

Cong Peifeng stood on the high platform, looked around, thousands of pairs of eyes, how could he take off his clothes in public, but he didn't take them off, he knew that the Netherworld Sect Master would immediately kill the killer, and he was a dead end, at this time, he actually set his eyes on Song Zixiu, he grew up, whenever there was danger and confusion, he would always look for this old man, and now he naturally looked at Song Zixiu again, only to see Song Zixiu also looking at him, his eyes were full of pity, and then he sighed, and even looked at the audience and no longer looked at him.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and he heard a "hiss" sound, and the sleeve of his right arm had been torn off by the visitor, and he could only hear the person say coldly: "Senior Brother Cong, if the master asks you to take off your clothes, you can take them off, otherwise I will do it for you." ”

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the man was dressed in plain white clothes, with a mourning stick in his hand, and a high white hat, which said "Fortune at first sight", this person was Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an, he was the eldest disciple of the Netherworld Sect Master, of course he knew about Bao Xiren, and he also knew that he was the master's henchman, and it was naturally not good to attack Cong Peifeng as a master, how could he not know the master's intentions.

In the Netherworld Sect, in addition to the master Netherworld Sect Master, there are only two people who Cong Peifeng is afraid of, that is, black and white impermanence, he knows that this Bai Impermanence martial arts is the highest, and he is deeply loved by the Netherworld Sect Master, and now that he sees him make a move, he knows that there is no room for maneuver, his mind turns extremely fast, if he gives in and takes off his clothes, proving his innocence, it is difficult to be a man, it is better to fight with this Bai Impermanence, of course it is good to be able to run, but if he can't run, tear off his clothes for him, it is not a crime that I do not fight, and there will always be a chance to raise his head in the future.

Thinking of this, he said aloud: "Senior brother, I ask myself if I am loyal to my master, if I am in front of all my fellow sects, it doesn't matter if I take off my clothes, but in front of other sects, it's not that my junior brother is unwilling, but I am afraid that it will spread out and insult the prestige of the Nether Sect." ”

"Everyone in the audience is going to die today, so why care. Bai Wuchang didn't finish a word, he had already made a move.

His actions were as fast as lightning, although he was a little inferior to the Netherworld Sect Master, but it was also difficult to resist in the martial arts, and even the masters on the stage saw it, and they all nodded and praised, and the Netherworld Sect Master looked at everyone's expressions, and he was also very happy in his heart, and secretly praised Bai Impermanence for raising his face and raising the prestige of the Netherworld Sect.

On the stage, the green clothes swayed, turning into green butterflies, and the robes on Cong Peifeng's body had been torn to pieces by Bai Wuchang, flying all over the sky, and at this moment he only had close-fitting clothes on his body.

Bai Wuchang is ruthless, anyway, if he doesn't strip Cong Peifeng naked, he will never spare his hands, Murong Feifei quietly hid behind Nangong Shaoyou, and used Nangong Shaoyou's body to block his eyes, he was afraid that Bai Wuchang would even tear Cong Peifeng's pants.

"Pei Feng, what is your explanation?" Suddenly, there was silence on the stage, and the Netherworld Sect Master's voice was as cold as ice, and it was full of murderous aura.

Murong Feifei poked his head out, only to see that Cong Peifeng only had a pair of shirts left on his body, and his upper body was bare, and Bai Wuchang was holding a piece of white cloth that Cong Peifeng had attached to his shirt, and a crimson crescent moon was drawn on the white cloth, Cong Peifeng's face was pale, although he didn't know what it was, it could be seen from the tone of the Netherworld Sect Master's tone and Bai Wuchang's eyes that this crimson crescent moon must be the standard of that Bao Xiren, and Bao Xiren must be the sworn enemy of the Netherworld Sect Master, these things, everyone here can imagine.

The heroes in the audience all sighed lightly, all of them had general thoughts: "Cong Peifeng really wants to betray the Netherworld Sect Master, and he has only one way to die today!"

And Cong Peifeng was in a state of confusion, he couldn't live in fear, he didn't know that there was such a crimson crescent mark on his underwear, he was meticulous, he paid great attention to clothing, every piece of clothing on his body was of the highest quality, and he never faked his hands to others, and his martial arts were strong, even if someone wanted to frame him, it was difficult to succeed, his mind was spinning rapidly, but he was really confused, and at the moment, he knew that it was in vain to explain to the Netherworld Sect Master.

In a panic, Cong Peifeng suddenly knelt down in the direction of Song Zixiu and shouted, "Master, save Feng'er!"

When Song Zixiu heard this, his heart was like a knife, he stood up, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Song Daxia, this is a matter of this sect, do you want to interfere too?"

It was the Netherworld Sect Master who spoke, Song Zixiu listened, and immediately stood in place, every sect and sect in the martial arts must clean up the portal, no matter how strong the martial arts of the people of the other sects are, no matter how high their status, they can't be pointed.

Murong Feifei scolded: "Jiang Ziwen, are you also worthy of commanding my master? My master can take care of it if he likes it, and if he doesn't like it, he doesn't care, then it's your turn to speak!"

The Netherworld Sect Master sneered and didn't speak, Cong Peifeng suddenly realized, and he said sharply: "Hu Ziyi, you slut, it's you!"

"Bang!" Before he finished speaking, he had already been slapped by the Netherworld Sect Master on the door of his head, and his entire body flew up and landed under the stage, unable to move, and his life was whimpering.