The elder of the Blood Moon Sect was slightly startled.
what's the situation
This girl is so murderous? !
This is to eat people!
The elder of the Blood Moon Sect, with a sudden change of heart, followed directly with the attitude of watching a show.
Outside the Martial Arts Hall, Song Junqiu was gathering with three disciples, and they looked refreshed.
"That girl is not very old, she didn't expect her development to be pretty good."
"If you keep it for a few more years, I'm afraid the taste will be even more unusual."
"How many more years? I think such immaturity is right for my appetite. Seeing her crying and begging me, don't mention being too annoying." The three disciples laughed secretly, full of complacency.
Song Junqiu looked at the wretched posture of the three of them, and there was a sneer in his eyes. He didn't care about that little girl. This time, he joined in because the maid named Nishang was under Ye Qingtang. That day Ye Qingtang still protected her several times.
Thinking of how Ye Qingtang cheated him that day, causing Feng Moli to hate him, and lost so many Juyuan Pills for no reason, Song Junqiu hated him so much. Now that Ye Qingtang is not in the sect, their inner disciples Naturally, there was nothing wrong with her identity and how to deal with her maids, so it was right to teach Ye Qingtang a lesson.
While those people were discussing, Song Junqiu's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the approaching figure, and at that moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave the three people a wink, and the three people stopped discussing immediately Sounds, one after another looked towards the people coming from.
Seeing this, the three of them laughed.
"Isn't this Junior Sister Ye? Yo... What's the matter with you sword boy? You have a bruised nose and a swollen face. Junior Sister Ye is really too harsh on the servants..." A disciple smiled and said, his rampant appearance was disgusting.
Fei Ying, who followed Ye Qingtang, saw Song Junqiu and the others, her eyes turned red with anger, and she subconsciously wanted to step forward, but Ye Qingtang stopped her.
"Junior Sister Ye, what's the reason for coming here so aggressively?" Song Junqiu said with a smile, his contemptuous eyes swept across Ye Qingtang's body.
"Where did you get the neon clothes?" Fei Ying asked with widened eyes.
Song Junqiu glanced at Feiying, sneered, his eyes were full of contempt, he looked up at Ye Qingtang and said: "Junior Sister Ye's people are really getting more and more unruly, a little sword boy, actually Dare to question the inner disciples?"
Ye Qingtang narrowed her eyes slightly, and pulled Feiying behind her, her gaze swept over the faces of Song Junqiu and the others, and then...she suddenly laughed.
"I have been working hard for a month in the inner sect. I heard that in the inner sect, disciples can compete with each other on their own. I don't know, how many brothers are willing to fight with me?" Ye Qingtang asked suddenly.
"Life and death?" Song Junqiu and the others were taken aback when Ye Qingtang said this.
In the sect, disciples are not allowed to fight without authorization, but friction between disciples always exists. In order to restrict disciples' private fights, there is a life-and-death competition in the inner sect.
In the life-and-death ring, life and death are fate, even if you beat yourself to death in the ring, you will not be punished by the sect.
However, this life-and-death competition requires the approval of the inner sect deacon, and both parties need to sign a life-and-death certificate before it can be established.
Ye Qingtang had only been in the inner sect for a month, yet she dared to threaten the four of them with life and death, it was simply inconceivable.
At that moment, Song Junqiu and the others came back to their senses and burst into laughter.
"Junior Sister Ye, you want to compete with the four of us? Are you kidding me?"