It is well known to the righteous forces in the Yaotai Immortal Realm that this old man Qianye Song has a very weird temper. Not to mention the juniors, even the Da Luo Jinxian of the same level dare not provoke him.
But now Qin Muchu wants Qianye Song to hand over Chen Xuan for his fiancée Qing Yuan. Everyone is curious whether the old man will protect an ordinary cultivator with his life. Before Qian Ye Song said anything, Qian Ye Xing Jin stepped forward.
Speaking for Chen Xuan: "Senior Brother Qin, if Brother Evil Emperor really has any grudges with Sister Qingyuan, it should be resolved by Sister Qingyuan herself? Maybe this is a misunderstanding,
I believe there is absolutely nothing wrong with Brother Evil Emperor's behavior." "Junior Sister Xingjin, you were born with the Glazed Sacred Heart Body, and your heart is too kind and simple. You don't know that people's hearts are sinister, especially those lowly mortal monks who will do anything to become immortals.
In the extreme, they have no concept of good and evil and only use it for their own selfish interests.
If they practice cultivation, they know people, faces, but not hearts."
Qin Muchu's words were deeply recognized by many immortals from the six major forces.
They are extremely contemptuous and disgusted with the ordinary cultivators who have ascended from the lower realms. They think that the ordinary cultivators have no immortal temperament at all and their actions are vulgar and intolerable.
And there is a living example in front of us - Chen Xuan. "Senior Qianye, I can understand that you want to repay this mortal cultivator's favor as soon as possible, but have you ignored a very fatal problem? Why can this person be alone?
Found this forbidden area in the fairy world? I suspect he was probably sitting on
The spies sent by Wangdao want to infiltrate the secret exploration team and take the opportunity to sabotage our long-planned trip to the old fairyland."
As soon as Qin Muchu said this, many monks present agreed that Chen Xuan's identity was indeed too suspicious.
After being reminded by Qin Muchu, Qianye Song felt that this issue must be taken seriously.
"Brother Evil Emperor must have found my way here because he sensed my Glazed Sacred Heart Body. How could he be a craftsman from Zuowangdao?" Qianye Xingjin defended Chen Xuan again.
Chen Xuan smiled coldly: "You six major forces have been setting up the restricted area here for many years. Everyone in the Yaotai Immortal Domain has long known about it. Anyone from the Sanxian Society can find out the location by asking for information."
Although many people from the six major forces denounced Chen Xuan's remarks, many others did not refute him.
The existence of this entrance to the old fairyland is known to all the powerful forces in the Yaotai fairyland. However, it is monopolized by the six major forces. In addition, it is extremely dangerous to explore the old fairyland, so other forces dare not come here.
As for the reason given by Qianye Xingjin, no one believed it.
Because only twelve top-level immortal bodies can sense each other, how could Chen Xuan possess a top-level immortal body?
Just when Qin Muchu wanted to show a tougher attitude, a ray of light flew from the sky and landed in front of the Xiu Shuizong people.
"The Fairy Qingyuan is here!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, thinking that this time the Xiushui Sect and the Zhan Prince's Mansion are putting pressure together, Qianye Song can't continue to protect Chen Xuan, right? "Mei Yuan, you came at the right time! That mortal cultivator Evil Emperor Chen Xuan who has offended you before
Xuan is right here. As long as you say a word, I will catch him immediately and let you deal with him!" Qin Muchu walked quickly to Qingyuan and looked at Qingyuan's eyes.
She shines brightly and makes no secret of her love.
Qingyuan showed a trace of surprise and anger: "How dare that lowly mortal cultivator appear in this restricted area? Let him get over here and die!"
Young talents from various major forces couldn't help but feel gloating when they saw Qingyuan's demeanor and tone.
Now let’s see how Chen Xuan died.
Only Chen Xuan knew that Qingyuan was staged to mislead Xin Yiwu and Huo Shura who were observing secretly.
However, Qingyuan gritted her teeth a bit when she spoke, and she didn't know how much of it was true and how much of it was an act.
A confident smile appeared on Qin Muchu's lips: "Sister Yuan, with your words, I will take Chen Xuan down right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Muchu suddenly appeared in front of Chen Xuan and was about to take action against Chen Xuan.
The next moment, Qianye Song knocked Qin Muchu back with a palm.
"Boy Qin, how dare you, a newly promoted Da Luo Jinxian, to act wild in front of me? No one is allowed to touch the people my granddaughter wants to protect!" Qianye Song finally used his true fire. Qin Muchu broke through the Da Luo Jinxian and became confident
His heart surged like never before. He thought he could take on Qianye Song's dozen or so moves, but he didn't expect that he was repelled by one move. He suddenly lost his face and froze in place. The essence of his body was slightly turbulent and he couldn't breathe.
Chang. An old golden fairy in Prince Zhan's Mansion saw that Qin Muchu had suffered a secret loss, and immediately stood up to help the most outstanding genius in their house: "Muchu, how can you fight with Mr. Qianye? Fairy Qingyuan and that one
All grievances and grievances will be repaired sooner or later
It can be solved, so there is no need to rush." Qin Muchu weighed it in his mind, and he could only hold back as he was a steady nature, turned to Qing Yuan and said apologetically: "Sister Yuan, I'm sorry, I must respect senior Qianye; but
Don't worry, I will definitely let Chen kneel down when the time comes
In front of you, I can neither survive nor die!"
Qingyuan's eyes were cold and she didn't say a word. She seemed to be quite disappointed that Qin Muchu didn't catch Chen Xuan and walked directly back to the Xiu Shuizong team. Qin Muchu was left standing there, embarrassed.
