Zhu Ling stuck out his tongue, shrank his head and said, "The Qinghe Sword Sect is not easy to mess with. I have to persuade Junior Brother Li not to go too far, right?"

Bai Mingqiu looked at Long Jingyue, who rubbed her eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "That's it, let him do it!"

"Pavilion Master, what if we get into a big fight and start a fight with the Qinghe Sword Sect?" Zhu Ling asked cautiously.

"Just fight, are you afraid they won't succeed?!" Long Jingyue snorted.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhu Ling didn't dare to get into trouble, so she obediently said nothing and only looked at Bai Mingqiu.

Bai Mingqiu whispered: "Master, how about I go and take a look?"

"No need!" Long Jingyue waved her hand: "Wuji knows well in his heart that the Dong family girl has been wronged, and he can't stand up for her. What's the use of visiting our Tianyuan Pavilion!?"

Bai Mingqiu frowned: "That being said, after all, the Qinghe Sword Sect..."

She said and shook her head, Qinghe Sword Sect is not a divine fist sect, it relies on the support of its ancestors, it is truly powerful, Tianyuan Pavilion is a little bit behind.

Tianyuan Pavilion has a great reputation, but over the years, its disciples have been dishonest and have gradually declined, while Qinghe Sword Sect is prosperous and has a strong reputation.

What's even more terrible is that behind the Qinghe Sword Sect stands the Mingjing Sect. This is a higher level existence than Tianyuan Pavilion, and Tianyuan Pavilion cannot afford to offend them.

Long Jingyue said: "Wuji is so angry right now that he won't listen to what he has to say. So let him just make the fuss, which can be regarded as a way to show our prestige for Tianyuan Pavilion."
Chapter completed!