Two hundred and eighty-four chapters is how his woman is? Nine, teacher, uncle?
It seemed that someone had taken the lead, and all the Sword Sect disciples looked at each other.
The next moment, he took a step forward, and a group of cheering people stood behind Mo Fan, looking at each other in the direction of Mo Li.
"Wang Gou wants to know more about it even today!"
"Xiang Nan also wants to ask for clarification!"
"..."
Because such a group of people joined in, Mo Fan also felt confident. He stretched out his hand to protect Fatty Zhang behind him, took a step forward, and said calmly:
"Mo Fan wants an explanation for the disciples of the Sword Sect."
"..."
Seeing Mo Fan's subconscious movements, Fatty Zhang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. Countless thoughts appeared in his heart, and he was moved to tears.
I didn’t misjudge the person, Senior Brother Mo Fan really spoke for me!
Mo Li stood quietly on the spot, his jade hand rubbing the hilt of the sword stuck on the ship's board. His silver hair was blowing in the wind, but his eyes were hidden in the gloom, making it impossible to see his expression and unable to put his mind to it.
On top of her appearance.
Seeing this scene in front of her, Xiao Ruoqing was speechless. She pulled Sword Girl and stood beside Mo Li, still not even looking at her.
The two groups of people seemed to be divided into a line in the middle, facing each other.
Mo Li lowered his eyes, his slender eyebrows showed surprise, and the cardamom lying on his waist sank into his dark clothes.
Staring at Xiao Ruoqing's red cloak, the corners of her mouth curved in a playful way.
"What are you doing here?"
"Afraid that I will be bullied?"
Sonorous——
The long sword in Xiao Ruoqing's hand has been unsheathed, and she whispered softly:
"Don't get me wrong, it's all for Sword Girl."
Then she raised her head, her brows reflecting on the sword reflected in the sunlight, she took a step forward and said lightly:
"After a bunch of people bullied the sword girl who couldn't speak, are they going to bully a 'weak' woman again?"
"What are you talking about to your face and gossiping behind your back?"
There was still half a smile on Xiao Ruoqing's face, but her tone turned slightly colder:
"Mo Fan? I remember you."
These threatening words made Mo Fan tremble subconsciously, but when he turned around and saw so many supporters behind him, he calmed down and spoke back in a tone that was neither humble nor overbearing:
"Senior Sister Xiao had already said this when Mo Fan first met her."
"Mo Fan wants to correct the mistake in Senior Sister Xiao's words. It's not a bunch of people bullying women, we just want justice!"
After he finished speaking these words, the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him seemed to be affected by his tone. They all took a step forward and spoke loudly:
"Be fair!"
"Be fair!"
Mo Li finally raised his head, smoothed his hair on his forehead, and looked at Mo Fan with a sarcastic expression:
"just?"
"What a righteous word. If you want to be fair, shouldn't you talk to the elders of the Sword Sect?"
"You are quite a big man, and you only pick weak persimmons?"
He pulled out the long sword inserted on the ship's board and walked towards Mo Fan.
The black cloak on his body rustled in the wind, and he stood still just one step away from Mo Fan, squinting his eyes and saying quietly:
"Apologise to Sword Girl."
"I'll count to three."
Mo Fan's face turned red, especially when he saw Mo Li's eyes looking at you like he was looking at garbage, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, gritted his teeth and said loudly:
"I respect you as a senior sister, so I speak kindly to you."
"Mo Li, you are only at the Golden Core realm. You and I are both the geniuses of the Sword Sect, so don't go too far!"
"all of us are......"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Li laughed involuntarily, letting his long silver hair float and his silver eyes staring at Mo Fan:
"You and I are both the genius of the Sword Sect?"
"Who gave you the courage to put gold on your face?"
Mo Fan was instantly furious. He suppressed his anger and grabbed the long sword at his waist:
"Mo Li, don't look down on others!"
"Do you dare to fight with me?"
"You only have a good family background to be able to take Elder Su as your teacher. I'm just less lucky than you!"
"If Elder Su had met me earlier, I would definitely have become the direct disciple of the Sword Sect!!"
"..."
After he obtained the holy bones, he went through countless hardships along the way before he could reach where he is now.
Unexpectedly, the person in front of me would dismiss all my efforts in an understatement.
Although the voice in my heart keeps telling me to endure it, because I don't have the status and status to fight with the woman in front of me, I just can't swallow this breath.
"you will not."
Xiao Ruoqing walked over from behind, glanced at him, and then said calmly.
Having experienced this for a lifetime, I know very well that not only is he incompetent, but he will also bring a lot of trouble to his master.
"You are not qualified either."
"I think it might be too late for you to apologize now."
Sword Lady was so frightened that she almost cried. She held Xiao Ruoqing's clothes tightly with her little hands. After thinking about it, she pulled Mo Li again.
He wanted to get them to stop arguing, but it was obvious that no one listened to him.
She rarely takes the initiative to make requests, and is afraid of causing trouble to others, but now she is even more afraid of being disliked by everyone.
Mo Fan took a deep breath, his eyes kept changing, and the two sides were in a stalemate.
Suddenly, a cold scolding voice came over, and instantly the swords in everyone's hands fell to the ground.
"Do you want to rebel?"
A curtain on the airship opened, and a big purple bush floated out!
Her eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, her dark purple-trimmed clothes are rolled up, her white hair is fluttering in the air, and a pair of blue silk shoes are exposed under her purple skirt, with two peach blossoms flying on them.
The three-layered piping made her waist very thin, and her green-white hands were touched with cardamom, which turned purple.
Stand still for a moment and look at everything in front of you.
The moment this person appeared, a flash of panic flashed in the eyes of everyone present, and then they quickly lowered their heads and said:
"I've met the Ninth Elder..."
Shan Wulan glanced in the direction of Mo Li and Mo Fan, and then scolded in a cold voice:
"Is there nothing to do?"
"This is how you use the Sword Sect's sword?"
"Who started it?"
This time when I came to the Southern Kingdom, although my fundamental purpose was to find people from North Su, I also had to be responsible for these Sword Sect disciples.
If something unexpected happened along the way, I would not be able to explain it to the listener in an honest manner.
All the disciples of the Sword Sect were hesitating and speechless. Mo Li glanced at Shan Wulan, slowly clasped his hands towards her, avoided her eyes without leaving a trace, and said softly:
"I started it."
Shan Wulan: "..."
Regarding the woman in front of me, I have mixed feelings in my heart.
As a woman, she naturally knew in her heart that she had little feelings for Su Bei, but after all, she was her man's disciple. If he punished her so indiscriminately, he would not be able to spread it to Su Bei's ears.
It must have turned into some kind of gossip.
Shan Wulan is said to be jealous of even her own man's disciples, and tries every means to punish her disciples. She is a bad woman...
Although he doesn't care about other people's opinions, he cares about Su Bei very much.
If Su Bei had any bad thoughts about him because of this, wouldn't it have further strengthened his idea of getting together with that vixen named Nan Ji?
——But with so many pairs of eyes watching, it’s impossible for me to just let it go!
Shan Wulan raised her slender eyebrows slightly, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said coldly:
"Mo Li, as the second senior sister of the Sword Sect, is this how you lead by example?"
"Is your master asking you to point your sword at your fellow disciples?"
"Um?"
The voice was cold, and he was obviously a little angry.
Regardless of whether he is a disciple of Su Bei or not, this approach violates the Sword Sect's sect rules. If he is in the sect, he will be imprisoned in Guanya.
Seeing that Uncle Ninth Master seemed a little angry, Xiao Ruoqing sighed slightly in her heart, then stepped forward and said:
"Uncle Master, it's the disciple's fault."
"It has nothing to do with junior sister."
After all the conflicts with her, she still couldn't bear to bear it alone.
Mo Li raised his head and glanced at Xiao Ruoqing, not appreciating her kindness at all, and said calmly:
"Xiao Ruoqing, do you need to be a good person here?"
"..."
Shan Wulan looked at the scene in front of him, with a cold look on his lips, and the long sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed.
Only a clanging sound was heard.
The clouds in the sky filled with terrifying Wia filled the airship. He narrowed his eyes and said:
"What a sisterly love."
"As a direct disciple, you know the law and break it. How did your master teach you?"
"Have you been taught to protect each other?"
Mo Fan lowered his head with a sneer on his lips.
No matter who your direct disciples are, the Ninth Elder himself has heard the older disciples of the Sword Sect say that his personality is like a piece of ice, and there is no sand in his eyes.
Nowadays, they are absolutely indispensable for punishment.
However--
Under this terrifying pressure, Mo Li seemed not to be affected at all. He raised his head and looked at Shan Wulan with provocation:
"What? His disciple was bullied by others, and you didn't find out in time."
"As a senior sister, I fought for the injustice against my junior sister, but now the responsibility is placed on me?"
"Is this how he treats his woman?"
"Nine, Master, Uncle?"
There seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air. Mo Li's silver hair and Shan Wulan's white hair were fluttering as they stared at each other.
A long purple dress floats in the air, with peach blossoms blooming at the corners.
With a quick glance, people are more beautiful than flowers!
As soon as Mo Li finished speaking, everyone's eyes looked between the two of them in disbelief.
For a moment, some disciples looked in disbelief and took a breath of cold air.
Senior sister Mo Li dared to talk back to the elder?
Not even the title of awe?
Shan Wulan clenched his fists and looked at her with narrowed eyes. Mo Li was also unwilling to be outdone.
Finally, Shan Wulan's eyes changed, and she saw Sword Girl who had been hiding behind Xiao Ruoqing and was already crying, and she said expressionlessly:
"I want to know the whole story."
"..."
Mo Li's words, 'Is this how he wants his woman?', deeply hurt his heart.
Especially in this extremely sensitive season for emotions, I can't help but reflect.
Are you really wrong?
During his absence, she was supposed to take on the responsibilities of a master's wife, but she thought that during this period of time, she had been almost carefree to several of his disciples, which was unheard of, and she gave up the responsibilities that she was supposed to take because of her own selfishness.
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As more and more new disciples of the Sword Sect arrive, Sword Lady is faced with more and more doubts, and even she has not heard them just once.
However, they were never dealt with, so the conflicts deepened day by day, and finally reached the point where they were unavoidable.
Finally, a disciple came forward tremblingly and explained the whole story to Shan Wulan in detail.
Shan Wulan closed her eyes, breathed out secretly, then glanced at the disciples and said:
"Both sides are at fault. Xiao Ruoqing, Mo Li, Mo Fan, and Zhang Li. The four of you will be detained for seven days and a major demerit will be recorded as a warning."
"The rest of the people will be given a minor offense and will be dealt with at the sect's own law enforcement hall."
"What happened today must not be repeated again. If anyone has any sense, please come to me alone!"
He paused for a moment, looked in the direction of Sword Girl again, and added:
"Also, regarding the Sword Lady matter, if I hear anyone talking about it again, it won't just be as simple as a major demerit."
"It's all gone."
Mo Fan suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with shock.
Is this the case?
Why should I have a major demerit?
As a disciple of the Sword Sect, he naturally knows that a disciple of the Sword Sect who has made a big mistake will not enjoy the preferential resources of the Sword Sect. Mo Li and Xiao Ruoqing don't care, because they have a master, but they are absolutely indifferent.
Don’t use public resources for cultivation like this!
"Why??"
"Isn't this just partiality!?"
His eyes were full of gloom as he looked at Mo Li, and suddenly he said in front of the public:
"Senior Sister Mo Li, in seven days, I will fight you in a duel!!"
"I want to prove that compared to me, you are nothing more than that! Why do you look at me like this with a superior look?"
"Why do you look down on me?"
Mo Fan's words immediately stirred up waves, and everyone looked at him in shock.
"Is Mo Fan crazy?"
"He has just entered the golden elixir realm. Senior Sister Mo Li is almost at the late golden elixir stage..."
"How dare he?"
"..."
Mo Fan didn't pay attention to the comments around him. He had his own little plan.
There are only a few days left before the second holy mark can be carved on his holy bones. After seven days, he will be fully confident of breaking through to the middle stage of the golden elixir.
For so long, Mo Fan has absolute confidence and is invincible at the same level!
What's more, now that he has a big fault, only by showing corresponding strength can the elders of the Sword Sect pay attention to him, and then tilt their resources towards him. In seven days, it will be the day of detaining the Immortal Sect.
, as long as he defeats Mo Li in public.
By then, won’t everything be gone?
Even Shan Wulan looked at Mo Fan, narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything, turned around and disappeared.
Mo Li looked at him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then said coldly:
"I took it. If you lose, apologize!"
Mo Fan's eyes were instantly filled with passion and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva:
"What if I win?"
Mo Li turned around, his back facing him, his black cloak fluttering away, leaving only a touch of silver dancing in the wind: