As soon as Song Qingming said these words, everyone was in an uproar.
Don’t talk about things in the lower realm in terms of the upper realm.
That way, wouldn't it mean that people from the upper realm can go to the lower realm to kill innocent people indiscriminately
In this way, is there any peace and order in the world
Isn't the law of heaven in chaos? I really didn't expect that the ancestor Tianyang would say this in order to protect Long Aotian.
Ancestor Tianyang looked a little angry, and he was just about to open his mouth to deny it.
I saw a figure jumping onto the stage again.
"That day, I happened to be there and listened to the teachings of Patriarch Tianyang."
Yuwen Wuji also stood beside Song Qingying and gave his affirmation.
If half of the people believed it originally, perhaps all of them believe it now.
How could the young master of the Yuwen family tell lies
"Qingming has something to ask the ancestor."
Song Qingqing gently bowed to Patriarch Tianyang.
Ancestor Tianyang was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he still had a cold face and nodded slightly.
"Did you commit a foul just now?"
Patriarch Tianyang shook his head.
"Did Qingming ask Long Aotian to admit defeat just now?"
Patriarch Tianyang probably knew what she meant, his expression became increasingly ugly, and he nodded again.
"Since there was no foul, I asked him again, and he insisted on continuing to fight. Qingming naturally accompanied him. What's more, it was a rare encounter with an opponent. He was also extremely happy. It was inevitable that his subordinates would be more than serious."
Song Qingming's voice was clear and everyone heard it.
Yes, there was no foul, and they asked again. It was Long Aotian who refused to admit defeat and insisted on playing.
Besides, when I really met my opponent and the fight was so hearty, I really forgot about it.
"I won't talk about the sudden appearance of Long Aotian's junior sister. I almost suffered internal injuries in order to stop."
After Song Qingying finished speaking, he reached out and touched his heart, with a hint of pain on his face.
When Long Aotian saw her talking nonsense, the younger junior sister rushed over and stopped her, almost causing internal injuries.
Her rosy face didn't look like an internal injury, but the junior sister had already become like this.
How could she say such words? How could she ever stop!
"puff-"
Long Aotian opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He also fell limply onto the black coal-like body of his junior sister.
Ancestor Tianyang flew over, helped Long Aotian up, stretched out his hand to input some spiritual energy into him, and stabilized his heart.
"You are really good at it!"
He looked at Song Qingqing with sharp eyes.
Song Qingqing was not afraid of his eyes.
Patriarch Tianyang smiled coldly and secretly projected an inner elixir in the direction of Song Qingying.
I thought to myself that such a sharp-tongued little girl would really not be able to swallow her breath without a lesson.
But as soon as the inner elixir was ejected, he saw a gust of wind in front of him, and Yuwen Donghai stood in front of him.
In his hand, he held the inner elixir.
"Ancestor Tianyang is really old and can no longer hold even one inner elixir."
With that said, Yuwen Donghai crushed the inner elixir in his hand.
It turned into powder and scattered in the wind.
"snort!"
Ancestor Tianyang’s face was even more ugly. He shook hands, and then relaxed.
He can't fight with people now, otherwise he won't be able to use that secret technique in the future.
Later, I will teach them a lesson in a different way.
Patriarch Tianyang's expression changed several times, and finally he leaped away and left.
"Thank you, Lord Yuwen, for saving me."
Song Qingqing bowed respectfully to Yuwen Donghai.