There was silence all around, and no one interjected.

Only the wind that blew through the earlobes whined, like weeping, and like grief and indignation.

"Let's just talk about all the male cultivators you present," Yan Xiaoxiang brushed the green silk on his forehead with a soft silk again, and said without joy or sorrow, "Except for this son and Uncle Huan in the mouth of the son, which of you has not fought the idea of taking possession of me?" It's just that you are afraid of my position, and you have this thief's heart but not that thief's courage." Now that I think about it, the reason why you all have this kind of desire may be because Niu Yifu planted the Shadow Catching Soul Seed by Niu Yifu, and I don't blame you. ”

The male cultivators of Xuanzong all bowed their heads with shame.

Yan Xiaoxiang swept over everyone with a pure gaze, stared at Zhao Xiang, and said softly: "Childe, Yan Xiaoxiang is my real name, thousands of years ago, I was actually very naïve and kind, probably not much worse than Childe, but in an accidental time, I fell in love with Niu Yifu who appeared by chance, and since then I have embarked on a road of no return." ”

After a pause, Yan Xiaoxiang continued: "I told Gongzi all this, I did not win half of sympathy and pity, I know that I am innocent of death, but I beg Gongzi to spare my life, I want to kill the cow and a husband, not to kill this beast, even if I die, I will not die." In addition, I can guarantee that Shang Xiangjun and Liu Yefei are still virgins, and the remaining seven Xuanzong male cultivators are not really wrong, please ask the prince to give them a lenient path. ”

The nine core disciples of Xuanzong looked at Yan Xiaoxiang's gaze, and they were suddenly filled with a kind of respect.

Shang Xiangjun and Liu Ye Fei Pear Blossom rushed to Yan Xiaoxiang's side like rain.

One of them put one arm around her, and said in unison:

"Sister Xiaoxiang, Sister Xiaoxiang!"

Shang Xiangjun's face turned pale, and he said to Yan Xiaoxiang: "Without your efforts to block it and clever schemes, we would not have maintained our innocence, although we faintly felt Niu Yifu's obscene thoughts about us, but we all knew that Niu Yifu did this, in fact, he was worried that it would ruin our possibility of becoming his best furnace." ”

Shang Xiangjun pulled the willow leaf fly, came to Zhao Xiang like the wind, and knelt down.

"Childe, you spared Sister Xiaoxiang's life. ”

"Childe, if you spare Sister Xiaoxiang, as long as it is not excessive, as long as it is within the range I can bear, I Liu Yefei will obey my orders, and I dare not disobey!"

Zhao Xiang saw that the goal had been achieved, smiled coldly, and said coldly: "Okay, there is no need to do this, I will keep Yan Xiaoxiang's life for her first, it's not that I don't show affection, but the dozens of monks who were killed by her are reminding me that I can't let her go, not to mention, hundreds of lives in Zhaojia Village, and Mu Qing sent by her to participate in the massacre, although it is not out of her intention, but it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with her, no matter from which point of view, she must die." ”

After a pause, Zhao Xiang looked at Yan Xiaoxiang, his voice was cold, piercing his muscles and bones: "Yan Xiaoxiang, it is indeed as you said, you, you are more than innocent of death! However, you can't die now, as far as I know, Yangchun Gong is not ****, it is a pair of double cultivators in the fairy world, a double cultivation created by tens of thousands of years, the power is endless, but unfortunately they both died in a demon suppression operation, and their original ** is nowhere to be found. If what you are cultivating is this Yang Chun Gong, it will never be very different from the real Yang Chun Gong, it is estimated that either Niu Yifu has passed it on to you and modified it, or it has only been passed on partially, and there is only one purpose-"

Zhao Xiang actually didn't know anything about Yang Chungong, so naturally Uncle Huan directly punched the relevant information into the depths of his soul.

Yan Xiaoxiang had a suspicious look on her face, and couldn't help asking, "What? What other purpose is there? What is that?"

Zhao Xiang nodded and continued: "Of course there is, do you think that Niu Yifu has taken a fancy to your beauty?

"Childe, isn't that the case?" Yan Xiaoxiang really couldn't think of any other more important reason.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhao Xiangning's gaze towards Yan Xiaoxiang revealed a kind of wisdom and profundity, and said in a deep voice:

"Of course not, do you know what level Niu Yifu's cultivation has reached? Tell you, it is estimated that he has reached the level of an immortal emperor in the immortal realm, and in Qingluo Xing, he is almost the top existence, even if he takes the initiative to challenge in the immortal realm, he is a rare opponent. ”

Yan Xiaoxiang was shocked, and all the core disciples of Xuanzong were dumbfounded.

The Emperor Immortal characters are legends, and they are not at all understandable to monks of their type.

Even if they were high-level monks in the Fusion Period and Mahayana Period, they had never seen any of them.

Zhao Xiang coughed, and said thoughtfully: "That pair of double cultivators in the fairy world, it is said that the man's surname is Yan, called Nantian, and the woman's surname is Pei, called Yiyi, they gave birth to a daughter, called Yan Xiaoxiang, 10,000 years ago, when Yan Xiaoxiang was eighteen years old, Yan Nantian happened to meet a friend who passed by the fairy world, this friend saw Yan Nantian's daughter, and with a move in his mind, he deduced that she had a great difficulty and could not be avoided, so he suddenly felt compassion and pity, and took Yan Xiaoxiang away, and it is said that he arrived in Qingluo Xing. ”

Yan Xiaoxiang tightened her eyebrows, as if she had fallen into some kind of vague and hazy memory, but a tearing pain in the sea of knowledge made her roar like a beast, and she looked at Zhao Xiang angrily and anxiously, completely devoid of her ladylike demeanor.

She grabbed her head with both hands and screamed, "What kind of magic did you cast on me to tear my primordial spirit apart and the sea of consciousness turmoil?"

Zhao Xiang flicked his face, and the best human skin mask was torn off, revealing that young face.

"You, you......" Yan Xiaoxiang's eyes widened.

The rest of Xuanzong was also shocked, and they almost said in unison: "Zhao Xiang, are you really Zhao Xiang?"

It's just that the purple red scar that has been scratching Xiangyou's chin from the left forehead is gone, and they are not sure that they have some doubts.

Zhao Xiang's face did not change, he turned a blind eye to all this, and still said to himself: "Do you know who Yan Xiaoxiang is who was taken away by Yan Nantian's friends?

The voice became higher and higher, and finally it was like an incomparably slender invisible silver needle, piercing into Yan Xiaoxiang's sea of knowledge and primordial spirit.

Zhao Xiang quickly pointed at Yan Xiaoxiang's head, waving his hands, leaving only pieces of afterimages flying.

The Wuyue Sect's extreme ** Divine Finger Bullet was unleashed extremely freely.

From the ten fingertips, a trace of ice-blue yin and water aura popped out.

Whoosh, yin and water aura successively entered Yan Xiaoxiang's forehead ancestral acupoint and the top of his head Baihui acupoint.

In less than a breath, there was a wisp of black mist-like gas, which rushed out from the ancestral aperture and Baihui respectively, intending to escape from the road.

With a cold snort, Zhao Xiang popped out ten ice-blue rings from the tips of his ten fingers.

I saw ten streams of black mist gas strangely trapped in the ring.

In an instant, the black mist was frozen in ice.

The frozen black mist condensed into blue ice beads in the shape of rice grains.

Each bead of ice was wrapped in a faint and eerie black color.