(770 Mu Luo beats Song Shao with iron fist, Mei'er flies to find the evil ancestor)

"Since that's the case, it's a misunderstanding." Ye Lan spoke at this time, "This matter has nothing to do with Cuiyu Palace, it's all the decision of Miss Song's own. Then Young Master Song takes the person back and apologizes to everyone in Cuiyu Palace. This matter will end."

"No!"

Lian Ling, who originally thought she would be easy to talk to, was extremely tough at this time, and was cold and uninvited: "Song Lan was not going back to the Song family himself, but was controlled by this Young Master Song's magic."

Ye Lan was also surprised. This was under the nose of a golden elixir-double-flowered goddess on the territory of Cuiyu Palace. Is Song Ruqing crazy? How dare she deal with it here?

But when he thought about it, he felt something was wrong. Song Ruqing in front of him was obviously a mortal. Even if he had any hidden means, he would not be able to tell the difference between mortals and cultivators?

"Hahahahaha," Before Ye Lan could speak, Song Ruqing had already stood up, "The company elder is the Golden Pill Goddess. Can't you tell that he is just a mere mortal? What kind of magic can I use as a mortal?"

He stepped forward and grabbed Song Lan's wrist, and Song Lan cooperated to hide behind him like a frightened kitten. He seized the opportunity and said loudly:

"Sister, don't be afraid! I'm going to take you away now. I'll see who dares to stop me! Lord Gong, as the parents of the people of Jinyu City, do you have to sit idly by and watch these monks bully us mortals?"

After saying that, he was about to walk out of the door.

Zhou Ta and others all had a quiet but playful expression. They didn't care about Song Lan, but they had all suffered from it in Cuiyu Palace and looked down on Song Ruqing, so happy that they looked at the embarrassment of the two sides.

Lian Ling's expression has not changed at all. Since Song Ruqing is a mortal, no matter what tricks he plays, as long as the ban at the door is not opened, he will definitely not be able to get out. Not only can Song Ruqing not get out, but even if the guests here join forces, it is not that easy to get out.

But she had to think of a way to free Song Lan from her control, and the situation would naturally be solved.

Just as Song Ruqing started his performance, Gou Zhu waved to lure Lin Meier over, and a flash of light in his hand was stuffed with a magic weapon to her.

Lin Meier looked up at Lian Ling sitting above. Lian Ling nodded slightly. She got up and entered the back hall, and disappeared.

Song Ruqing is of course a mortal now. However, he has a causal line connected to the original body of the Song family ancestor at the foot of the mountain, that is, Ye Nuer.

Since the ancestor planted the karma of the eighteen heirs, he has been connected with all his descendants this kind of cause and effect.

If he had not seen Song Lan with his own eyes, he would not be able to locate the cause and effect, and would not be able to control Song Lan. But when Song Ruqing saw Song Lan here, he could instantly control Song Lan with Song Ruqing as the successor.

The cause and effect line between people, even if a Jindan monk can understand the mystery, he can only see the cause and effect connected to himself. As long as the cause and effect connection between others is not involved, he will be invisible.

If there is a flow of spiritual consciousness on the cause and effect line, even Ling can theoretically detect it. Song Ruqing and Song Lan are both mortals, and the flow of spiritual consciousness needed to control a mortal is extremely weak and can easily be ignored by monks.

Song Ruqing had long known that fighting here was definitely not the opponent of many masters of Cuiyu Palace. The best way was to let Song Lan take the initiative to go home with him.

"You said you are a mortal? I want to give it a try."

Muluo, who had been silent, stood up. No one could see her body movement clearly. In a flash, she arrived in front of Song Ruqing. Her pair of fiery red eyes stared at Song Ruqing and looked up and down, saying:

"If you are a mortal, then if I hit you, you won't fight back?"

"Why, you dare to hit me?"

Muluo's realm is as high as the three flowers of the Golden Pill, and it is also physical cultivation. Ye Lan's thoughts have not yet been kept up. Before he could do anything, Muluo had already punched him with lightning.

Her punch hit Song Ruqing's left face. If she had punched her with all her strength, Song Ruqing's head would have long been broken into powder. Fortunately, although her Lishan lineage is a little weaker than the Tree Emperor lineage, her strength lies in her ability to control it.

She carefully controlled the force. Song Ruqing was punched by her and rotated like a gyro. Then she punched her left hand, which just hit him on the right face. The gyro stopped.

Song Ruqing's faces were swollen, and the area of ​​his face seemed to double, and it was shiny purple, like a huge purple radish. He immediately fell unconscious and collapsed on the ground like a dead pig.

Ye Lan was about to have an attack, but suddenly Song Lan's whole body was shocked and she felt like she had woken up from a nightmare. She was originally controlled by the ancestor of the Song family through Song Ruqing's line of cause and effect. However, Song Ruqing fainted, and this control was naturally interrupted.

She was sweating all over, struggled hard, and shouted: "Master, save me! I don't want to go back!"

Lian Ling gently waved her hand, and immediately a soft magic power wrapped around her. Several Shura Lan vines that no one could see entangled Song Lan and pulled her to her side. Then she glanced coldly at the scene and said:

"Everyone has seen it. Song Ruqing is not dead. You can carry him away and see him off!"

When things have come to this point, everyone can see clearly. Especially Ye Lan, he can't help but curse Song Ruqing in his heart, "You dare to use these tricks on other people's territory?" That's a humiliation, and it's hard to save the gods!

As soon as Lin Meier came out of the back hall and came to the courtyard, she immediately jumped up and flew up like a white crane spreading her wings, gently landing on the top of the tallest pine tree.

A purple light flashed, and the purple glass mirror appeared like a purple full moon, above her head.

Where the purple light swept, there was a ray of inaccurate spiritual consciousness, which was implicated from somewhere in the Blue Stone Street at the foot of the mountain, flowing faintly in the purple light.

A pair of big white wings grew out from behind her. Taking advantage of the wind, she jumped and glided down the lush hillside.

"Look! The fairy of Cuiyu Palace!" The pilgrims who went to Cuiyang Palace were shocked by this scene.

Lin Meier was originally a beautiful crane demon. She was wearing a snow-white dress, a pair of white wings, a little blood red between her eyebrows, and a purple mirror that flew past the treetops, so she naturally became a fairy who came down to earth.

Many pilgrims burn incense and kneel down on the spot, and stopped going up the mountain.

It’s a pity that such a beautiful scenery lasted less than a moment. Lin Meier in the air accelerated sharply and quickly turned into a ray of white light and disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, a white light suddenly fell from the sky like a meteor on the bustling bluestone street. The crowd dispersed, but they watched with great enthusiasm.

There was a red silk sedan chair on the street, covered with golden copper coins patterns, and seven servants in gray short clothes and sedan chairmen were guarding the surroundings. However, they remained unchanged when they saw the white light ball falling and stayed in place.

As the white light dissipated, amid the surprised and envious eyes of many onlookers, Lin Meier, who was wearing a snow-white dress, had a brilliant figure and a snow-like face, walked out and walked straight towards the sedan chair.

The incense of Cuiyang Palace is so popular, and the pilgrims on Qingshi Street are always crowded. Gouzhu could always succeed easily on the street back then, which has a lot to do with the fact that there are "female fairies" passing by Qingshi Street from time to time.

But it is rare to see Lin Meier in such a big show in a century. The visitors around her were all straight and completely forgot about her own safety.

"Who are you?"

A sedan chairman blocked him and stopped Lin Meier. This was unreasonable. Although Lin Meier deliberately suppressed her spiritual sense, the sedan chairman was just a mortal and should not have the courage to question a female cultivator who was perfect in the purple palace in person.

Lin Meier glanced at him and did not stop. She was about to hit him, so she stretched out her left hand and gently pushed the man on the right shoulder, as if she was about to push the person blocking the road away.

Don't look at her slight move, if the other party is really a mortal, he will have to fly ten steps away, and at least a shattered fracture on his shoulder.

But when her fingertips touched the other person's shoulder and the sound of bone shattering came from the shoulder, she suddenly felt a strong golden fire spirit surge. The man's shoulder instantly turned into a fiery red copper block, much heavier.

Although the mortals who planted the Fire Melt Puppet Soldier are still mortals, as long as their body is damaged by attack, they will automatically activate the fire puppet in their bodies.

Lin Meier frowned slightly and changed to a slap. The jade palm condensed into a cloud of sound waves like a fog that was rotating rapidly, gently slapped the weirdo's shoulders. A violent roar burst out.

The man's entire body turned into copper molten fire, and was patted with a buzzing sound like a huge copper bell, mixed with the screaming sound of Lin Meier's palm.

He himself staggered to the side like he was drunk and gave way out.

At this moment, the curtain on one side of the sedan chair moved gently, and a black shadow flew out like lightning, flying towards the clear sky.

The speed of flying is generally impossible for mortals to see what happened. Lin Meier can only barely capture a line of figures with her own spiritual sense. She is either an expert who is extremely good at flying or a Jindan monk.

Lin Mei'er did not hesitate, and the black light flashed between her eyebrows, and the black evil that destroyed the world flew out from her eyebrows and chased the flying black shadow.
Chapter completed!