The messengers who led the way in the inner gate of Tiandao Pavilion finally appeared, but those messengers who were all sympathetic, seemed to have nothing happened, and calmly led the elders of the various sects into Tiandao Pavilion.
"Master, why do you want to let that Mo Ye go? Didn't he kill our disciple of Tiandao Pavilion?" A little boy in a white robe followed behind an old man with white hair and beard, flying in front.
"Murdering can't solve the problem." The old man "touched" the little boy's head, but the little boy didn't seem to be very satisfied with the answer, and his pretty little face was a little gloomy. After a long time, the old man spoke again, "There is a price to pay for saying the wrong thing. If he can't pay the price, he can only pay with his life."
Hai Ya's death was suppressed like this. Even though everyone had a big question mark in their hearts, no one dared to touch Tiandao Pavilion's bad head at this time, so everyone agreed that this had never happened.
The disciples of the Qingyun faction all lived in the Dongqing Pavilion. After Qi Huan was placed in his room, he lay directly on the bed, and his mind was still in chaos.
Until the sky was getting dark, Qi Huan didn't go out, nor did he change his posture, just lying motionless like a puppet.
"Tell me, what are you thinking?" Mo Ye didn't know when he entered the room and sat beside Qi Huan's bed.
"..." Qi Huan was still immersed in his own thoughts without any reaction.
"Xiao Huan, look at me." Mo Ye put his elbows on Qi Huan's ears, his whole body hung on her body, and his long hair fell on Qi Huan's cheeks. He lowered his head, his black eyes turned blood red at some point.
Qi Huan stared blankly at Mo Ye, raised his hands, and gently stroked Mo Ye's forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge, tightly pursed lips, and then moved back to his cheeks, using force He pinched it, and then said very irresponsibly, "I want to sleep."
Then, she didn't care what Mo Ye's expression was now, she just closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
Has the last catastrophe come yet? Mo Ye sighed and pressed a kiss on the corner of Qi Huan's lips.
At the beginning, three thousand years before the collapse of the Six Paths, Qi Huan forcibly replaced the Six Paths and "forced" the first four divine beasts to die. Although she established a new order, she still needed to be responsible for this catastrophe. Fortunately, her The doom was forcibly spread out by the Four Divine Beasts and Mo Ye.
When it was Qi Huan's turn, all he suffered was the calamity of his heart. This kind of catastrophe can be regarded as the most ethereal. It is simple and simple, and difficult to say. After cultivating Heavenly Venerate, you need to go through a heart calamity. And Qi Huan's heart robbery has a total of three, the first one is killing robbery.
Probably because Qi Huan's nerves are a little thicker than others'. After waking up, a lot of troubles in her heart disappeared in an instant, and she simply forgot what she was depressed about before going to bed.
As a result, Mo Ye, who had been frightened all the time, almost vomited blood and died because of this. You said he was worried all night, what is this for!
The most attractive thing in the alliance is the competition of the new generation of inner disciples. As a disciple of Qingyun Sect, Qi Huan has to play, and her opponent is the only direct disciple of the head of Tiandao Pavilion.
It should be said that her luck is indeed not very good, and she met the first seed of the competition in the first game.
Qi Huan's opponent is Leng Rao, a girl in her twenties, with a very cold attitude towards people, and she doesn't seem to have much contact with the disciples of the same sect.
Because she is a popular player, Qi Huan learned most of her information with just a little inquiries. He came to Tiandao Pavilion at the age of five, and after sixteen years of cultivating Taoism and forming pills, how can I put it, this person is a monster-like character.
There are always people like this who are born to beat others. I just don't know how long she can walk on this road. The road to immortality is not invincible if she has talent.
This competition, so the elders of the various sects came to watch the game. Even if Qi Huan was very narcissistic, she didn't think these people came to see her. To be honest, apart from Mo Ye, who cares about her little one? The life and death of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.
Qi Huan made up his mind that he would abstain after he came to power. She doesn't have the heart to compete, the main thing is to find the ground.
However, she doesn't want to compare, it doesn't mean that people will let her go. As soon as Qi Huan and Leng Rao took the stage, the referee gave an order. Before Qi Huan could open his mouth to speak, Leng Rao's flying sword came towards Qi Huan's face.
In the late stage of the formation of pills, 100% of the monks attacked, and it was really enough to deal with her disciple who had no cultivation. It's not that they don't feel it, it's just that they are afraid of Mo Ye, but they put their anger on themselves.
It is also said that if he really hangs up, no one can say anything. There was a fatality rate in this game, and it could only be said that she was unlucky.
Qi Huan seemed to have felt the sharp sword qi piercing her forehead. She didn't know how to react for a while. In the eyes of others, Qi Huan was frightened. In fact, Qi Huan was thinking, should she block Feijian first or deal with Leng Rao first
Just when everyone thought that Qi Huan was bound to die, and Leng Rao's face showed the joy of the winner, the flying sword suddenly stopped abruptly, just a short distance from Qi Huan's head. Only less than one centimeter.
The sword was blocked by a thin layer of gray lightning net, Qi Huan looked at the sword calmly, and then at Leng Rao who was in a daze, and said, "This sword is made of material. good."
The fine sand is the main one, mixed with a lot of mithril, and the roar of the beast can be vaguely heard in the sword. It seems that it is still a superb flying sword with a sword soul, which is a pity. After Jiuyou Xie Lei got on the tip of the sword, no matter if it was a Phoenix soul or a dragon soul, it would be swallowed. The flying sword was slowly corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, all the other parts were gone except for the worthless sword spike.
"What is that?!" The audience was already in a bit of confusion, and even the Lang Huan Sword, the second-ranked weapon in the cultivation world, was swallowed. What is so powerful
Now everyone thinks that Qi Huan must have a fairy weapon in his hand. People's greed is unstoppable, even a cultivator with a high level of cultivation.
For a time, everyone looked at Qi Huan with extremely greedy eyes, and they almost swallowed her alive. After all, Leng Rao was the heir to the head that Tiandao Pavilion cultivated with one heart. When this happened, she was still calm, but the panic in her eyes undoubtedly made her lose all confidence.
Qi Huan looked at Leng Rao for a long time, and finally shook his head. Forget it, she was just being used by others, and there was no need to do anything to her. "I'm abstaining." Qi Huan glanced at the referee who was still in a daze in the ring, and went straight out of the ring.
Qi Huan swept around for a week, but did not see Mo Ye's figure, but Minghui greeted her. At this time, Qi Huan's expression had already undergone earth-shaking changes, as if she didn't care about her abstention at all. It is also true that Qi Huan can even lose the Lang Huan sword, who cares about the false name. Qi Huan didn't say anything and followed Ming back silently, walking over to the Qingyun faction's seat.
As a result, without waiting for Minghui to take two steps, Tiandao Pavilion finally couldn't sit still.
The Lang Huan Sword is an immortal sword. There are only five immortal swords in the whole world, but only two possess sword souls. Qi Huan destroyed the Lang Huan Sword, which undoubtedly gave Tiandao Pavilion a huge blow. How could the people of Tiandao Pavilion let her go so easily.