The man's indifferent words pierced Yue Ling's heart like a sharp knife, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.
But the man ignored her at all, turned around and left without even looking at her.
When Old Yuan saw it, he hurriedly said, begging: "My deacon stayed here, what is going on? Did Yue'er lose in the Outer Sect Competition? That's not to eliminate the disciple. You don't need to send us here. ."
The deacon glanced at him squinted and snorted, "Huh, the outer door is defeated in the competition, and there is indeed no need to be eliminated. But this girl's muscles are broken all over, and it is already useless. It's useless to stay at the outer door, don't throw it away. Where else can you throw this rubbish place? Besides, don't you have a competition at the Shura Field, and treat her as a ready-made cultivation material at that time, isn't it right?"
"What did you say?"
But as soon as the deacon's voice fell, Yue Ling was already shouting angrily, his whole body suddenly released, and he was about to rush forward. The blood-red pupils were full of killing intent. At this moment, she seemed to have lost her mind.
When Kui Lang saw it, he hurriedly took a step forward, hugged her, and roared: "Yue Ling, calm down, do you want to suffer the death penalty of the sect?"
She couldn't help shaking her body, and Yue Ling seemed to have recovered her senses now, her excitement calmed down slightly.
The deacon sneered when he saw it, and said contemptuously: "You are all sinners. Even if you are stronger than me, you have to stay honestly. If you dare to commit a crime, the rules of the sect are not a display!"
This second generation ancestor!
With his eyes narrowed slightly, Kui Lang gritted his teeth with hatred. But he still didn't dare to be half angry on the face, and could only bend to take his command.
In fact, this deacon was familiar to them. He was once a disciple of the same generation as them. Because his father was an elder, he kept wandering at the outer door. He didn't even enter the inner door. He finally got the position of deacon. The cultivation resources are worthy of coming to this Shenzhao dual-layer cultivation base, but it is also his extreme.
Therefore, Kui Lang Yueling and others disdain this second generation ancestor, but they are afraid and afraid, and they dare not offend!
"Sorry, Lord Deacon, just now Yueling was impulsive and impolite. It's just that Yueling wanted to figure out one thing. In the competition with whom the little girl was injured like this, please show me the Lord Deacon! Taking a deep breath, Yue Ling bowed his fists and said sincerely.
Glancing at her sideways, the deacon looked disdainful and said, "Do you want to get revenge? I advise you to forget it. You are a sinner, and you have no right to do anything to anyone in the clan, except for handyman. Outside the house. Otherwise, you will be served by the sect to death!"
"But my sister was hurt too badly, and even ruined her entire life. That person made such a heavy hand, obviously it was intentional. My ghost face Raksha Yueling, even if I fight to pieces, how can I let him go? "Yue Ling couldn't help but roared with gritted teeth fiercely.
That violent anger, even Kui Lang and others around him, all felt the coldness.
Kui Lang, who originally wanted to make another move to prevent her from blindly acting, didn't realize that he clenched his fist, sighed helplessly, and let it go.
After taking a deep look at her, the deacon thought a little and seemed to be a little touched, but he shook his head and said faintly, "It’s not difficult for you to find out the identity of the person who fought with the younger sister on the martial arts stage. But I advise you, let it go. Because Lingmei is in such a situation, we can't blame the person for the heavy hand, it's all Lingmei asked for it!"
"What did you say?" Yue Ling couldn't help but wondered.
Reluctantly shook his head, the deacon said indifferently: "All the disciples could clearly see the situation on the martial arts stage at that time. Lingmei used the power of fierceness to use the essence of the magic knife technique. It was indeed amazing. She was already scared and silly. But at that time, Ling Mei couldn't control the fierce aura and was bitten back by the fierce, which caused such a tragedy. So, you really don't need to find anyone to take revenge. I can only blame Lingmei, she is not good at learning!"
"Wh... what? How could..."
The pupils couldn't help shrinking, Yue Ling couldn't believe that all of this was actually caused by Yue'er himself. For a moment, her whole body was suddenly weak, and she collapsed to the ground helplessly, with a trance.
If someone else hurts her sister, she can still find a way to vent, but now, even if he wants to vent his anger, he doesn't know who to vent it.
For a while, Yue Ling's eyes were a little confused and stunned. When Kui Lang and others saw it, they also shook their head helplessly and sighed!
"Yue'er, since you can't control those evil spirits and increase the power of the magic sword, why didn't you say it earlier, sister, I won't collect so much training materials for you!"
Yue Ling sat next to Yue'er, who was covered in blood, whimpering with tears and wailing again and again.
The people nearby also nodded slightly, deeply agreeing.
Yes, if you said earlier, if you were not strong enough, these two big brothers would not have to open the Shura field specially two months ago, and so many people would not die.
But when so many people die for you to practice qigong, you will be ruined if you fail to practice qigong.
Alas, it’s really a bear kid. He doesn’t know anything about his own virtues. It’s a waste of so many exercise materials. What a pity...
Gently pulling La Yueling's finger, Yue'er's breath was weak, tears rolled in her eyes, and she choked out: "Sister, I'm sorry, I wasted your effort..."
"What's the point of saying this now, but, how could you..." After gritting her teeth, Yue Ling felt heartbroken. Looking at her poor sister, she didn't fight, and she couldn't bear to scold her, so she had to shed tears on her own.
Yue'er was also aggrieved in her heart and murmured: "Sister, I could have mastered the magic knife technique, but my arm hurts..."
"hurt?"
Unconsciously shaking his brows, Yue Ling suddenly said in surprise: "What kind of injury, how can you get hurt? Who on earth is it that hurt you?"
He groaned a little, and Yue'er faintly said: "Two months ago, Zhuo Fan just came to the sect. I thought he was a suspicious person, so I attacked. As a result, I hurt him, and he hurt me, but I Somehow, his injury hasn’t gotten better..."
"Zhuo Fan!"
It seems that she finally found her vent, Yue Ling gritted her teeth and roared fiercely: "It turns out that you are doing a ghost, you are waiting for my old lady. You ruined my sister, and my old lady will smash you regardless of your background. Ash, to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
When Kui Lang heard this, he pondered a little, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he suddenly realized: "By the way, didn't Zhuo Fan warn us before? Let us pass by, don't fight for the first. This must be something he knows in advance. , Or in other words, everything is caused by him, revenge on us!"
As soon as this statement came out, Yue Ling's eyes moved left and right, with killing intent in his eyes, and he seemed even more convinced that Yue'er was seriously injured and had something to do with Zhuo Fan!
"Broken!" Suddenly, Kui Lang patted his head again and exclaimed, "Since Zhuo Fan has moved his hands and feet to Yue'er, will he also treat Gang'er... That's bad..."
Thinking of this, Kui Lang looked very anxious, just about to get up, rushed to the direction of the martial arts platform, but saw a stream of light flying towards them.
call out!
With the sound of breaking through the air, a gray figure suddenly appeared in front of them, threw the object in his hand to the ground, and shouted: "Who is in charge of the handyman's room, you are here again!"
"Gang'er!"
Kui Lang saw that the object was not something else, but it was his son Kui Gang. And like Yue'er, at this moment, Kui Gang's whole body was also covered with blood, his breath was dying!
"Huh, what's going on?" The previous deacon looked at the blood-stained Kui Gang and said in confusion.
The gray-robed figure waved his hand helplessly, and sighed, "I don't know what kind of evil was hit today. The girl who competed on your stage was the first one, and this is the second one. They all collapsed when they were preparing to enlarge their moves. It’s gone, backbiting himself. This kid also took a battle pill. It is estimated that this backlash is so strong that even his blood has burst and is already useless. No, send it to the handyman’s room for processing!"
"Oh, that's the case!" The deacon nodded clearly, and looked at the boy and girl below, pitying each other with the same illness, and sighed and shook his head.
"Oh, this is really not going to die, you won’t die. It’s just an outer door competition. After this year, and the next year, why bother? In order to enter the inner door, you don’t even need your life. Why don’t you look at it. I, I have been at the bottom of the Outer Sect Tournament for nine consecutive years. Didn't I become a deacon in the end?"
Nonsense, that's your Lao Tzu's ability, it has a half-cent relationship with you
Everyone was speechless for a while, and they rolled their eyes unconsciously!
"Zhuo Fan!"
Unconsciously gritted his teeth, Kui Lang's mouth uttered a beast-like neigh: "You dare to destroy my son, I don't share the same spirit with you!"
"Why, Gang'er is also that kid..." Yue Ling looked at Kui Lang deeply, her brows trembled.
Nodding heavily, Kui Lang gritted his teeth and said: "Yue Ling, you shouldn't forget, that kid slapped my son's arm three days ago. Although I didn't notice anything wrong at the time, He is definitely the one who made the ghost, can't be wrong!"
"Yes, this kid is the big enemy of our two families!" Nodding clearly, Yue's spirit was even more intent to kill, and he roared: "Kui Lang, let's go and take down that kid's head. Even if his body is broken. I don't hesitate to do it too!"
"good!"
With a loud shout, Kui Lang immediately stood up, shoulder to shoulder with Yue Ling, and rushed towards the Houshan Cemetery.
Old Yuan saw him, and hurriedly stopped, and said anxiously: "Wait, two adults, before the matter is clear, don't be rushed and wronged the good guys!"
"Fuck, there are no good people in this sect, only enemies and benefactors!" Pushing Yuan Lao away fiercely, the two immediately flew towards the cemetery.
Old Yuan was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the two deacons and said, "Two deacons, hurry and stop them, otherwise the results will be unimaginable. That Zhuo Fan is not an ordinary person, and there must be no accident!"
"Uh… "
Unconsciously, the deacon and the man who came later looked at each other, but both smiled bitterly and shook their heads and said: "It's not that we don't care about this, but it is the black-faced Yan Luokui wolf and the ghost-faced Luosha Yueling. We are not their opponents. We are not their opponents. We can still suppress them by relying on the rules of the sect. But they are so angry now that they have ignored them, we will touch them. Mouldy, isn't it looking for death?"
"In short, this is the site of your handy house. We have also brought it here, and we have finished speaking. Let's say goodbye and don't give it away!"
As soon as the voice fell, the two hurriedly stepped on their feet and flew into the sky, disappearing in a blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Old Yuan could not help but stomped his feet with anger, and shouted: "This group of second generation ancestors is really unreliable. As deacons, they don't even dare to manage the fight between the disciples. If this goes on, the Magic Sect will be destroyed by you. These people are not in their hands, just like back then..."
His pupils trembled slightly, Yuan Yuan seemed to think of something sad again, his eyes were filled with melancholy...