Huang Xuan suddenly appeared in the martial arts dungeon, cold as frost, majestic, looking at Mr. Zhang indifferently.
Her eyes swept through the boy's body. Although she was still as alienated as ever, there was a trace of complexity in her eyes.
Maybe it was the Junlin Mountain last night and the heavy snow last night that reminded her of the old boy.
Maybe—
Many years ago, her young man was also at a loss and in great pain.
Also in the uninhabited night, alone, crying in vain.
She didn't know what would happen to Ye Wuhen's past and future, but Ye Wuhen's tears touched her.
She thought Ye Wuhen should love that girl very much.
She also hoped that Ye Wuhen would not follow her and the young man's footsteps.
"Aunt Huang..."
Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded, as if he was stunned, and looked at Huang Xuan in a daze.
It should be noted that in the Martial Arts Association, if it is said that feudal and old-fashioned, Mr. Zhang still cannot be the first, and this Aunt Huang must be this one.
Logically speaking, Aunt Huang should be even more angry when she learned that Ye Wuhen was urging Emperor Wuhen to drink on Junlin Mountain. Why did she still speak for Ye Wuhen?
Mr. Zhang was confused and puzzled!
Not only Mr. Zhang, but also Luo Cheng was confused.
"Aunt Huang, are you going to teach Ye Wuhen a lesson in person?" Luo Cheng's mind flashed through his mind, and at the same time, he blurted out.
Qingge's whole face turned dark and he looked at Uncle Luo speechlessly.
Huang Xuan said: "She is right. Is the Martial Emperor's eight thousand years of conscientious duties and the master of martial arts, in your eyes, not as good as a glass of wine?"
"Even if it is the eternal ancestral teaching, it will be harmless if it breaks the precepts occasionally. Mr. Zhang, it's you, it's too much."
Huang Xuan's tone was very plain, but she was arrogant without anger!
As one of the guardians under the Martial Emperor, Huang Xuan has supreme power and overwhelming strength!
Its power can shake mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and can split the beasts of the world and the world!
Qingge seemed to have thought of something, but raised her eyebrows and jumped behind Huang Xuan.
He stretched out a hand, shook the jade bone fan with the words "stingy hand" and pointed out a small head from behind Huang Xuan, and his black eyes were slightly shining.
Suddenly, the young man fucked his fan, pointed at Mr. Zhang, snorted, and said aggrievedly: "Aunt Huang, this old guy bullied me!"
"Bullying the small by the big one is shameless!"
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The vivid image of the year and glared.
Mr. Zhang had never suffered such humiliation. He glared at his eyes and was furious, and he was almost dead on the spot and carried the coffin into the soil.
Mr. Zhang swallowed, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said, "Aunt Huang, although Emperor Wu broke the precepts, it is understandable, but this ignorant man dared to bring wine to Junlin Mountain and act so boldly.
Things that are deviant should be cut into pieces! Even if the death penalty is exempted, it should be sent to a verdict and punished."
"As the saying goes, no rules can lead to a circle!"
"The martial arts rules are strict, and the disciples work diligently and are eager to learn."
"If he is let go, what should the disciples who will follow the example in the future? Then wouldn't he become a cancer of my martial arts?"
"Aunt Huang, please punish this son severely from the place where he was judged!"
Mr. Zhang became more and more angry the more he spoke.
Since this kid appeared in the Martial Arts Association area, the Martial Arts Association has not had a day of peace in recent days.
Swallowing Tian Square, the death of Xu Shan, the battle between the sect leader, the appearance of the Baibang illusion array, the water flowing in the library, and the Wu Emperor breaking the rules...
After thinking about it carefully, Mr. Zhang was even more frightened and felt that this kid was a cancer of the Martial Arts Association.
Although Ye Wuhen has such a little talent, he is not driven away as soon as possible and taken care of it carefully, so he may harm the Martial Arts Association!
Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and was indignant.
Others were also watching Huang Xuan.
Qingge blinked behind Huang Xuan's back, and his voice softened a little: "Aunt Huang, I'm afraid of pain."
Luo Cheng: "..."
What a disgusting brat!
Where has the good man's blood just gone?
He stared at Ye Wuhen fiercely, wishing to wring out the delicate aura on Ye Wuhen's body.
A dignified man is so pretentious.
It is better than his goddess to be domineering, and to fight on the battlefield immediately.
Not like this, it’s like a little baby.
At this moment, Luo Cheng nodded and actually stood on the united front with Mr. Zhang, saying, "Aunt Huang, hurry up and take this kid away, punish him well, and let him experience it."
Qingge: "..." Why did Uncle Luo still have two faces?
It seems that Jiang Ling'er must be wary of this old thing in the future.
Aunt Huang was silent for a long time.
Mr. Zhang said: "Aunt Huang, if you don't punish this son, it will be difficult to establish my martial arts power!"
"Um?"
Aunt Huang slowly spoke, "Mr. Zhang, what a great and majestic."
There were signs of anger in the words.
Mr. Zhang hurriedly lowered his head and swallowed his saliva, not daring to let out any of them.
Aunt Huang sneered, "What, in martial arts, do I have no majesty to speak?"
"No..." Mr. Zhang said quietly.
"Ye Wuhen is the spiritual master of the Martial Arts Association and also the guest of the Martial Emperor's entry. She also believes that the Martial Emperor has been too tired for eight thousand years, so she has good intentions and drinks a drink with the Martial Emperor. Do you still need to punish him if you have any punishment for eight thousand years.
?" Huang Xuan asked.
"No... I won't punish you." Huang Xuan showed his power, and Mr. Zhang stopped talking.
It can be seen that Huang Xuan's status in the Martial Arts Association is leaping above Mr. Zhang!
Even if he is a great master, he can only be Huang Xuan’s follower!
"Come with me." Huang Xuan turned around and walked out, looking at Qingge coldly.
Qingge shook the fan and said with a smile: "Old thing, I dare to scare you next time, my aunt Huang will ruin you."
Huang Xuan: "..." Can this guy have some face?
Why is it completely different from the sad spring and autumn last night?
Huang Xuan even suspected that the grief that Ye Wuhen showed in her dream last night was just a illusion in her dream.
Huang Xuan's mouth twitched, as cold as frost, striding out, leaving only a proud back.
Mr. Zhang was already furious. At this moment, he was stimulated by Qingge, his face turned red, and he couldn't stand firmly.
The other guards were worried and immediately helped Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang twitched and spasm all over.
The boy raised his eyebrows, hummed a little song, and walked out happily.
But Mr. Zhang became even more angry and convulsed.
Qingge shrugged.
As an alchemist, she naturally knew that Mr. Zhang was old and could not withstand the stimulation and would not have any problems with his body.
"Just pinch the person in the middle of the body." Qingge said.
Luo Cheng was so scared that he snatched Mr. Zhang's man with his hands.
However, Mr. Zhang did not seem to show any sign of improvement.
"Uncle Luo, I have a saying that I don't know whether to speak or not." Qingge spoke again.
"It's all burning, you're still so polite, hurry up and say." Luo Cheng was anxious and said with a look of ginger.
"What you pinch is not the one who pinchs the man, but Mr. Zhang's chin."
Chapter completed!