But this time, the situation is a bit weird. Guya Laodao, the head of Tiandao Pavilion, just blocked Minghui's way. "Minghui fellow, you should know the value of this Lang Huan sword."
Hearing this, Qi Huan couldn't help but want to laugh. The rules of the competition were clearly written in black and white, and the contestants were not responsible for anything that happened in the arena, but now the head of Tiandao Pavilion came to say this, and he could only say, The rules are indeed made by the strong, so they don't have to abide by them.
"So what?" Ming Hui sneered and asked back, Qing Yun Sect and Tian Dao Pavilion were originally deadly enemies, so everyone didn't need to be polite, and Ming Hui didn't mean to give face to Gu Ya.
"Fellow Daoist Minghui misunderstood, I just want to know what treasure your disciples used to swallow my Tiandao Pavilion's town-style sword." After all, it was for the imaginary treasure in Qi Huan's hand.
Minghui was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then turned to look at Qi Huan, this request was not excessive in his opinion. Of course, the so-called is not excessive, this is from their point of view, for Qi Huan, this request is undoubtedly very rude. Put it on other disciples, they can only do the same, but unfortunately Guya Laodao found the wrong person this time.
"Little friend, can you let Laodao take a look?" Minghui had no intention of falling out with Guya Laodao, so he acquiesced to his behavior, and Guya Laodao also took advantage of this to climb. Both of them planned well, but they forgot to treat Qi Huan as an adult.
"Can I refuse?" Qi Huan blinked and smiled innocently.
Qi Huan's words successfully made the smile squeezed out by Guya Laodao freeze at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Minghui, and Minghui coughed twice, "Qi Huan, take it out and show it to Master Guya."
"Sect Master, there are some things you can't just look at." If you are too curious, it is easy to take your own life. Unfortunately, there are always people in this world who are not afraid of death.
"Qi Huan!" Qi Huan's refusal made Ming Hui's face a little unbearable. His face sank, and there was a little coercion in his voice, which was startling in his ears.
"Why does the head of Minghui need to know like a little girl, you say so, Junior Brother Mo." A female voice that sounded heart-wrenching suddenly "interjected" in, and those disciples who were shocked by Minghui's voice snapped. came back to his senses. Everyone's eyes turned to the entrance. Mo Ye stood there with a blank expression and looked on. Beside him stood a coquettish woman in a revealing dress. The woman was wearing a bright red gauze skirt, and most of her breasts were exposed. , the snow-white slender thighs are faintly visible from the bifurcation on one side of the skirt, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes swept across the glamorous face, as if it can hook people's souls away.
Those cultivators had never seen such a scene before, those with poor concentration had already pierced their nostrils with blood, and even those with a high level of cultivation, Minghui, were all blushing.
Qi Huan only glanced at the woman, and felt a little blood in her heart, she couldn't help frowning, suppressing the discomfort. She secretly admired that this person not only has a seductive body, but also has a seductive skill that is rare in the world.
Thinking of this, Qi Huan glanced at Mo Ye unintentionally, um, pretending to be deep with her.
"Cough, how does the enchanting fairy have time to come to my Tiandao Pavilion." Guya Laodao finally reacted, coughed awkwardly, and looked respectful.
Enchanting, a demon cultivator in the Mahayana period, but according to gossip, her cultivation level is likely to have reached the level of immortals. It is said that her seduction can even make it difficult for immortals to fight, and her "nature" is unstable, and there are countless cultivators who died in her hands, but because of her strength, she has always been No one dared to take action against her.
After all, the most people who have died under the enchanting hands are the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion. Now Guya Laodao sees her, isn't it still honest.
"Why, can't I come to Tiandao Pavilion!" The enchanting words were half-hearted, Gu Ya's face changed and changed, and finally she forced a smile.
"of course not."
"Okay, I didn't come to see you. I just heard that Junior Brother Mo was here, so I followed him. You still think Tiandao Pavilion is a rare place."
Qi Huan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and only got a black bamboo shoot, and another one came out here. Junior Brother Mo, she is called intimate! This bastard man's peach blossoms are blooming more vigorously.
And while enchanting was talking, she leaned towards Mo Ye's side. Seeing that her hands were about to wrap around Mo Ye's right arm, Mo Ye suddenly raised her hand and hooked her fingers towards Qi Huan, "Xiao Huan, come here." This action is very natural , No one can pick out the "wrong" disease, but just flashed the enchanting. Enchanting couldn't help pouting Hongyan's small mouth and stomping her feet in anger. Even if she looked angry, she couldn't help but make everyone swallow hard.
Qi Huan's mouth was flat, hum, let him go.
The enchanting voice just now was just for the purpose of running on Guya Laodao. She didn't notice Qi Huan until Mo Ye called for Qi Huan, and then she turned her attention to Qi Huan. Qi Huan's appearance seems to be incomparable to hers. She wears a Taoist robe with no beauty on her body, and she can't see anything outstanding, but enchanting has never seen Mo Ye smile at anyone, except this Qi Huan.
Qi Huan came over and took Mo Ye's arm naturally. The two were about to turn around and walk out, when Gu Ya's unwilling voice rang out again, "Fellow Daoist Mo Ye, please give us an explanation for Tiandao Pavilion."
Qi Huan tilted his head and looked at Gu Ya, considering whether to give him a thunderbolt to let him see. Mo Ye was even more ruthless, he directly ignored Guya Laodao, didn't even look at him, turned around and wanted to leave.
Gu Ya is the head of Tiandao Pavilion after all, and Qi Huan's attitude just now made him suffocated. In another Mo Ye, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't help but burst out.
"Mo Ye, stop for me!"
Mo Ye stopped and glanced at Gu Ya, "Why are you?"
"Because I am the head of Tiandao Pavilion!" When Gu Ya said this, there was an attack on the primordial spirit in his voice. Qi Huan just glanced at the enchanting, and his heart and soul were a little unstable, and then he was shouted by Gu Ya. , A strong murderous intent suddenly surged in my heart.
She turned her head and counted something. "
Many people have said this before, but the grass on their graves has grown taller than people, so after Qi Huan said these words, everyone fell silent.
"Junior Brother Mo, your apprentice's courage is not small." Enchanting stood aside and looked at Qi Huan with interest. If she said that just now, maybe she would be fine, just Qi Huan... Mo How long can the night protect her
"Xiao Huan, darling, let's go back." Mo Ye felt Qi Huan's body trembling slightly, and a trace of Jiuyou evil thunder came out from her fingertips, making a crackling sound. He knew that Qi Huan might have been affected by the murder again, and was anxious to take her out of here.
Qi Huan had never killed many people in the past. Once she couldn't bear it, she would probably fall into a demonic barrier, and even Mo Ye would not be able to save her.
"I... Mo... I'm uncomfortable." Qi Huan's hands trembled uncontrollably, and a violent murderous aura gushed out from her consciousness, instantly making her black and white eyes bloodshot.
Qi Huan bit her lower lip, she didn't understand at all, she just said a few words, why did she want to kill everyone here so much.
"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while." Mo Ye put Qi Huan in his arms, put his fingertips between her eyebrows, and sent a pure spiritual energy into Qi Huan's mind. After a long time, the feeling was suppressed, Qi Huan was soaked all over, she leaned weakly in Mo Ye's arms, not wanting to move at all.