"By...by the order of the island lord, to cooperate with Ye Fengru to destroy you...inheriting the Sanquan sect."
The man in black answered with a trembling voice.
Destroy her succession to Sanquanzong
What does she have to do with Wushen Island if she inherits Sanquan sect
"Then why did the old man destroy Qingluo and become the suzerain of Sanquan Sect?" Mo Yueying poked out her small head from behind Ye Qingluo, and asked the question for Ye Qingluo.
"This... I don't know about it." The people in black shrank their necks.
Mo Yueying sneered again in displeasure: "You don't know?"
"I wait... I really don't know, Master Daosheng, you know the owner's temperament best, how could the island master tell us the reason. And... I don't dare to do whatever the island master thinks speculate..."
The people in black were almost scared to pee.
I begged in my heart, this volatile Daosheng lord, don't get angry at them because of this.
Mo Yueying raised her wrist, and stroked the two fluffy balls hanging on her shoulders with her fingertips, and said in a rigid voice, "If that's the case, it's useless to keep you."
"Master Dao Sheng, please forgive me... Master Dao Sheng, please forgive me!"
"jingling..."
The voice of the man in black begging for mercy was suppressed by the crisp sound of bells.
But for a moment, those men in black who begged for mercy held their heads and slammed them hard on the ground, hitting them non-stop.
Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips.
Looking at the expressionless girl shaking the bell in her hand.
Her pink lips moved, but in the end she still didn't say anything.
she knows.
Mo Yueying was worried about something.
Since Mo Yueying didn't want her to know about her affairs on Wushen Island.
She didn't ask.
It's only half a stick of incense.
All the men in black crashed themselves to the ground.
The strong smell of blood filled everything in his nose.
In the garden, apart from the voices made by Ye Fengyu and Ye Fengru, there were no other sounds.
Ye Qingluo raised his head and looked in Ye Fengyu's direction.
Seeing this, Ye Qingluo was somewhat surprised.
because…
At this time, Ye Fengru was lying on the ground, so abused that she couldn't tell... that she was alone.
The robe on Ye Fengru's body had already been broken into broken steps under the force of Ye Fengyu's sword.
Nothing is perfect.
It was covered with scattered sword wounds.
It looked extremely shocking.
Blood covered Ye Fengru's entire body.
Ye Fengru's whole body seemed to have been soaked in blood.
It can be seen that Ye Fengyu struck ruthlessly.
Looking at the young man riding on Xi Jue's back with a blank expression, only Ye Fengru could be seen in his eyes.
Although, Ye Fengyu is growing up.
However, Ye Qingluo never thought about cultivating Ye Fengyu into a demon.
Ye Fengyu's current state.
It's no different from being possessed.
Ye Qingluo took out two medicine bottles from the Minghuang Ring and handed them to Mo Yueying.
He pointed to the representatives of the major forces who were either fainting or with their eyes open, looking at the situation around them.
Mo Yueying understood, took the medicine bottle, and detoxified those people.
Ye Qingluo took a step towards Ye Fengyu's direction.
"Little Yu."
Her voice was a little cold, and her steps were extremely slow.
You can see clearly at night.
The young man's tall and slender body froze after hearing her call.
"You can still hear my voice, then turn around and look at me." Ye Qingluo said lightly.
The boy's body stiffened, as if hesitating.
After a while, he turned around and looked at Ye Qingluo.