After the robe fell, it continued to shrink until it finally became the size of a palm, and was held in the hand by Cang'er.

At this moment, the sky was full of the elder disciples of the Blue Scar Sect, and all the words of the Northern Stygian Kun before he was trapped fell on their ears, even in the face of the distracted powerhouse, they did not show their timidity, and their anger was very strong.

An elder said, "Master, don't release people quickly!"

Cang Er looked at everyone, his lips and teeth were not open, but his eyes showed a deep sigh. He said: "You must not listen to the slander of evil things, the old man is only here to punish evil spirits. ”

"Ridiculous!" Liao Mian walked out of the crowd, as the master of the Dantang Hall, she was also quite prestigious in the sect, and she only heard her say, "If according to what the master said, could it be that my sect master of the Blue Scar Sect is actually an evil thing?"

"Exactly. Cang'er nodded.

As soon as these words came out, the elders and disciples were all in an uproar, and the crowd was excited, only the anger was even worse, but there was no sense of trust.

But it was Chu Tiankuo who stood proudly in the air, and said: "The master's words are true and unconvincing, at least the master must come up with evidence first!"

Cang Er shook his head and said: "By all means, if you open the robe, the evil thing escapes, and then you want to subdue it, it will be even more difficult." ”

Bei Yingkun's face was suddenly full of anger, but Leng Xiao saw a hint of joy in his eyes.

If the Northern Stygian Kun is taken away by Cang'er, it will definitely not end well. At that time, the power of the Blue Scar Sect will fall into the hands of Xie Yunlei. And Xie Yunlei has a calm personality, he wants to win the position of sect master, but it is only a matter of time.

Leng Xiao said in a low voice: "Master, no matter how much you talk at this moment, it is useless, you can only wronged the master to bear this infamy!"

Cang's eyes showed a deep sense of sadness, and he slowly shook his head and said, "The old man is willing. It's just that I'm afraid that Lao Wei is not the only one who bears this infamy. ”

He raised his finger a little, and a grain of gold sand appeared in the center of Leng Xiao's eyebrows, and it dissipated in an instant, becoming a scripture that was neither long nor short, imprinted in his mind.

It's clearly a foreign thing, but it's as profound as studying it since childhood.

"This child is strong-willed, and the evil thoughts are not deeply corroded, and he can be relieved by chanting for half an hour in the morning in front of the rising sun every day for seven consecutive days. After seven days, give it to him, and recite it every day, without slackening. ”

"The master entrusted, and the younger generation remembered it. ”

Cang'er nodded slowly, and suddenly the lotus was born step by step, like walking in the lotus pond, only three steps, and it was far away. The many elders of the Blue Sprint Sect are all ordinary in cultivation, how can they catch up with Cang'er?

Looking at Cang'er in the distance, Chu Tiankuo's face showed an uncontrollable smile, but it was instantly retracted, and he glanced back and forth, but fortunately, no one paid attention.

He only said in his heart that the time was coming, and God blessed him like this, and if he knew what was going to happen later, he would be even happier.

Qiu Yansheng shouted, attracting everyone's attention back, pointing at Leng Xiao, gritting his teeth and saying: "Elders, Leng Xiao is in cahoots with that thief, harming the sect master, even the disciple, and also hurting his hands, I hope that the elders will be the masters!"

As soon as he said this, those who were already looking at the cold and unpleasant became even more furious, and some people shouted: "Is this true?"

Qiu Yansheng pressed his head very low, and saluted and reported: "Every sentence is true!"

What Qiu Yansheng said, coupled with the scene of Fang Cai'er giving him golden sand, already made him speechless.

Leng Xiao smiled suddenly: "Leng is willingly-to suffer this infamy." ”

When he arrived, an infant elder rushed over, and it was the person who didn't like to be cold in the first place.

With an angry face, he slapped Leng Xiao indiscriminately, and said in a low voice: "You anti-bone boy, what kind of loss does my Blue Scar Sect have to treat you, Elder Xie even accepted you as a personal disciple regardless of previous suspicions, and you are serving him and the sect like this?"

His angry palm, so powerful that it swept away all the aura around him, and all of it was attached to the palm wind.

In the crowd, the frost on Han Yue's pretty face dissipated a little, and it was replaced by an anxious look. It was Liao Mian, who also shouted: "Elder Zhang, don't hurt people!"

But when she moved, she was already a step too late. Some people are indifferent and some people ridicule, under such a prestige, Brother Jindan, how can he live?

But that Leng Xiao was sharp, but his eyes were sharp, and an indigo long sword appeared in his palm, and he only stabbed it diagonally, and the palm shadow was dissolved.

The cultivation of the two of them is at least much worse after all, and after this palm, Leng Xiao also coughed, and his breath was not smooth. He only said calmly: "Elder Mingjian, the disciple is worthy of his heart!"

Many elders and disciples were stunned, Liao Miancai's figure froze in place, Han Yue's five fingers turned white, his eyes fell on Leng Xiao, his lips and teeth trembled slightly, and he muttered: "Is it you......"

Leng Xiao's move not only did not calm Elder Zhang's anger, but made him even more angry. He pointed at Leng Xiao angrily, and said conclusively: "What kind of benefits did that thief bald give you, so that you can harm the sect master!

As soon as these words came out, Chu Tiankuo suddenly stepped out and echoed: "Elder Zhang's words are very true, Chu is not talented, as the master of the torture hall, how can he sit back and watch such a person who kills the sect master and ignore it?"

He suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Where is the disciple of the torture hall, if you don't take down this traitor!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, hundreds of disciples walked out of the crowd. Compared with the crowd of people in the long yellow sand, these hundreds of people are not worth mentioning. But compared to Leng Xiao, it is already black.

At this moment, Leng Xiao did not have any grievances in his heart, but was extremely bland, and smiled faintly: "Leng has long been used to it. ”

Looking at this scene, Han Yue's footsteps suddenly moved, Liao Mian seemed to feel something, glared at her, she immediately paused again, and lowered her head slightly.

Leng Xiao's black hair was scattered, dancing with the wind, standing with his sword, so that none of the hundreds of disciples dared to step forward.

People's hearts are the same, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, at critical moments, which one will stand up?

Perhaps, there will always be one or two such people in this world, such as at this moment.

When everyone didn't dare to step forward, two stunned young men gritted their teeth and rushed out, with a touch of firmness in their eyes, similar in age to Leng Xiao, but they looked so immature.

These two people are just building a foundation and cultivating them. Once upon a time, he was also cultivated like this, but now it seems that these two people are so weak, like flowing clouds and mist that will disperse in the sky.

He didn't put up a trace of resistance, and let the two of them do it.

The two took out the shackles, their wrists still trembling, and they made Leng Xiao laugh. But because of this laughter, the two of them were frightened back like frightened deer.

After the shackles were put on, his aura was suddenly suppressed, and he seemed stagnant.

Chu Tiankuo suddenly sneered: "It seems that Senior Brother Leng Xiao has acquiesced in the crime and put him in the water prison!"

With his order, before the two of them could make a move, the remaining hundreds of torture hall disciples were already rushing to pounce, like locusts crossing the border.

After the person left, there was no trace of Leng Xiao, and he was already submerged in the black oppressive crowd. In the same place, only the two stunned greens remained, neither advancing nor retreating.

However, at this moment, Chu Tiankuo did not go to see Leng Xiao, but instead set his eyes on Qiu Yansheng, and secretly said in his heart: "Qiu Yansheng has always been good friends with Leng Xiao, why did he harm him today?"

The thought crossed his mind for a moment, and he ignored it. For him, Leng Xiao was the only threat to his suzerain. He turned around and set his gaze on Han Yue, a touch of sourness in his heart.

The spots of light on his eyes flickered slightly, and his fists were already clenched: "I, Chu Tiankuo, am the master of the Torture Hall, and I am the sect master of the Blue Scar Sect in the future, at this moment, I am majestic, how many junior sisters secretly promise, but you are the only one, I don't want to look at me more!"

This thought was just rising, and he was suddenly startled in his heart, and the corners of his eyes slowly lengthened, stretching into a pair of inverted triangles, showing a bit of hatred: "How can I have such a thought? In the past, coaxing her, protecting her, and loving her were all fake, but they were all for the sake of being able to have one more bargaining chip to ascend to the position of the sect master, and now, there is no difference between her and her!"

He sneered and turned to leave. But when the figure was about to disappear in the corner of the wall under the tree, she still couldn't help but glance back, and the woman who had always been cold and cold, her eyes still fell in a slim direction.

"Huh. "He's hidden from it after all.

The Water Prison of the Green Sect is a cold and damp place, and it has always been imprisoned by the secret sons of the outer sects, and only the disciples who have committed the most heinous crimes will be imprisoned in the water prison.

He was held in a solitary cell, surrounded by mossy walls with no light shining through. Under his feet, there was a thin layer of water stains, which were clearly dull, but they showed a sparkling meaning, reflecting the cell a little hazy.

The iron chain in his hand was chained to the top of the cell, the chain was neither long nor short, and he could only half-raise his hand and maintain an uncomfortable position.

This thin layer of water stains happened to be over the soles of the shoes, and the soles of the feet wore a touch of dampness, only a few breaths, and suddenly the itch was unbearable, and it stinged like ants gnawing.

Only when he curled up in the air and hung half-hanging, without touching the water stains, did the pain be slightly relieved.

The feet cannot land, this is a kind of torture for those who are imprisoned in the water prison, from the mental and physical, double torture. But there's more to it than that. Come to think of it, he'll enjoy it too.

Sure enough, it didn't make him wait too long.

He tilted his head, and a gap slowly opened above him, overflowing with a golden light.

Leng Xiao didn't have time to appreciate it, and he didn't care about the water stains, so he pointed to the ground on tiptoe, leaned sideways, and leaned to the side. Immediately above him, a splash of water fell like rain.

If he didn't dodge, the splash would fall on his head, but even if he did, his feet would have to hit the ground. This strange itch and the pain of ant devouring, after all, there are people who are not used to seeing him and forcing him to bear it.

His legs trembled slightly, and the expression on his face was a little more indifferent than this water stain. Scold. Step on it a little longer, and that's it.

He bowed his head, his hair disheveled, and he looked embarrassed. There was no light in the cell, but he saw his slightly tired face from above the water.

Man is born to suffer and suffer.