"Presumptuous? Your Guanghan Palace is really called presumptuous! Tell your palace master to come out! I want to find him to judge! Call him out! He made my Wangdian junior brother look like this, and also robbed our Haomo Hall things, if he doesn't come out today to give us an explanation, we will mobilize the entire Central Plains Immortal Realm to come here to ask for an explanation!!

For most people in the Guanghan Palace, Murong Minglan's child is not a child with a very prominent personality.

Compared with the description of lively beating, his personality seems to be quieter and a little stubborn. He is meticulous in his work, and he is very thoughtful in his work.

However, he is not a puppet, and he will also have the impulse of a young man, and although he rarely mentions his own affairs, but for the people in the entire Guanghan Palace, this big disciple of the Guanghan Palace is also a very easy-going and very talkative person.

At this moment, when he heard that the middle-aged man in front of him began to insult Guanghan Gong one after another, this child, who usually seemed a little silent and had a very easy-going personality, pulled down his face in an instant.

The gloomy color began to be engraved between the child's eyebrows, and the eyes were also fixed on the middle-aged man.

However, he didn't have a seizure, but continued to say slowly: "I don't know why you Haomo Hall came to our Guanghan Palace. But, when you were about to freeze to death on the snowy mountains, I brought you here. Could it be that this is how you visit other people's mountain gates? Although the Guanghan Palace is small, it may not be allowed to be bullied by others. ”

The middle-aged man obviously didn't take Murong Minglan in front of him in his eyes, and this young man, who was only about fourteen or fifteen years old, looked really a little weak. The beautiful face and slightly thin body were as weak as a woman. And I can't see that this child has any mental power at all.

At the moment, the middle-aged man looked even more resentful. He walked directly towards Murong Minglan and raised his hand. He was about to pat Murong Minglan on the shoulder. Going to press down the whole child's body and kneel in front of him can be regarded as a setback to the sharpness of the Guanghan Palace!

"The Guanghan Palace, which is only a hundred places away, still dares to compare with our Haomo Hall, which is ranked No. 63?!

But, there was one thing that he clearly miscalculated.

Just when the middle-aged man's palm suddenly pressed on Murong Minglan's shoulder, a strange feeling suddenly came from his palm!

The palm of the hand fell, but it didn't look like it was slapped on a person's flesh and blood. More like ...... Shoot on top of a bunch of petals stacked on top of each other?!

Where you land, start soft. Not only that, but where the palm falls. The young man's body began to shatter like petals, and the cracked skin flew like cherry blossom petals, and began to surround the middle-aged man's body!

He wanted to shout, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't utter anything. Even the palm that slapped it can't be lifted now!

It didn't take long for the boy's body to turn into cherry blossom petals flying in the air, and the next moment......

These weak cherry blossoms suddenly began to cut like sharp swords around his body!

The body hurts. It hurts! It hurts so much that it hurts my heart and lungs, and the pain is about to be controlled!

The petals flew over his fingers, and his fingers were cut open like tofu and fell! The ears flew out as if they were disgusted with their bodies!

He wanted to call for help, he wanted to shout, he wanted the senior brothers and disciples behind him to hurry up and save him! But why? Why did the fellow disciples behind him now act as if I hadn't seen this qiē safely. They just watched as his body was cut open little by little, revealing the internal organs inside. Bone!

The flesh on his arms had been shaved clean, and most of his thighs had been cut off. He just stared blankly at the poignant cherry blossoms that shredded his body bit by bit. Peel off the skin and pull out the internal organs...... Then, the head of the entire body went down, and only that one remained......

Bloodstained skeletons.

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"Woo――――――!!!"

The middle-aged man gasped for air, his eyes filled with chaos. He opened his mouth and looked at the ground with his eyes.

"Senior Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?!Why did you suddenly kneel down for this kid?!"

Some of the same people in the back began to open their mouths and shout, and seemed to be very angry. And this middle-aged man named Zhang Ye suddenly raised his head and saw his current situation clearly.

He...... He kneeled directly in front of the child in front of him like this?!

No, no, no...... What's more, his hands...... The hands were intact, the feet were intact, and there was no pain or injury on the body. The only thing I want to say is my own beating heart, and I can't get out of the terrifying "vision" just now.

That...... Is it an "illusion"?

Murong Minglan was still standing so faintly from just now, and no one saw him make any moves. I only saw that after Zhang Ye reached out and patted him on the shoulder, the whole person knelt in front of this child as if he had suddenly softened.

This big disciple of Guanghan Palace laughed coldly and said, "This immortal friend is probably too tired, and he actually gave such a big gift to the kid, the kid really can't bear it. Come on, come on, this fairy friend is invited, you're welcome. ”

Murong Minglan stretched out his hand to help, but Zhang Ye suddenly retracted his hand, as if he had been bitten by a snake, stood up in fear and shrank back. And Murong Minglan didn't delve into it, just continued to hold his hands behind his back, and said slowly to the two hundred or so people here in a slightly gloomy voice-

"I don't know what you're trying to do when you come to Guanghan Palace. But if it's reasonable, then please be polite and show the attitude that an immortal should have. If you come up and shout at the Guanghan Palace, who saved your life, and prepare to come roughly......"

The voice was interrupted slightly, and suddenly, about fifty or sixty huge ice guards suddenly rose from under the ice around these people!

The loud boom shook the eardrums of everyone here, and the frost under their feet was assembled freely as if they were alive at this moment, and finally became a giant more than three meters tall and holding a weapon!

The two hundred Hao Mo Tang disciples who were hungry and cold were all stunned at this moment, surrounded by a mere sixty cold ice guards from the outside, and even squeezed like pickles in the sauce jar, they were pressed to the brim!

"We, the Guanghan Palace, are not afraid of anyone's threats. ”

The ice is fierce, and the blade is frosty.

Murong Minglan held his hands behind his back, and the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was stationed in front of the gate of the Guanghan Palace without moving. It seems that at this moment, it is not the terrible ice guards around ......them who surround and oppress these people!

The chief disciple of Guanghan Palace-Murong Minglan!

But it was at this time that an old man walked out of the crowd. His head was bare, but his beard was as long as his body, and he even wore a braid. This old man walked towards Murong Minglan in three or two steps, but in terms of momentum, he was not lost to the terrifying ice giants around him at all! And when he stood still in front of Murong Minglan's eyes......

The old man's eyes slowly lifted from the child's body and looked behind him.

"Guanghan Palace, there are really a lot of talents. Even a teenager has such cultivation, and this place is indeed extraordinary as a fairyland. But!"

The old man paused, and the tone of his voice obviously began to become poignant.

"I didn't expect that the palace master of the majestic mountain gate would be such a despicable and shameless young man! Stealing the treasure of my Haomo Hall's town sect, but still being able to let his own disciples chew their tongues here! I don't know how I feel about this when I look at the entire Central Plains Immortal Realm! How will I feel about Guanghan Palace!"

The person standing behind Murong Minglan was, needless to say, Tao Zhaide who rushed over. And for these Haomotang people who came to criticize him, he suddenly seemed speechless, and he couldn't say anything. (To be continued......)