"Baili Mingyan, I'm afraid she has ulterior motives."
Leng Qingshuang said: "You are now an eight-star warrior. Even if you have crossed the threshold to challenge, since ancient times, no one from the vassal kingdoms has ever gone to the Dragon Slaying Banquet. Now I invite you to come and discuss whether martial arts is fake, it must be someone else's.
There is a purpose.”
Chu Yue accepted the post, raised her eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "How can I not go to such an interesting place?"
Leng Qingshuang was slightly startled, and then said: "I'll go with you."
Chu Yue nodded lightly, and the smile on her lips became stronger.
Protector Bai and others hesitated to speak, and finally fell silent.
at dusk.
Chu Yue estimated the time, and when she and Leng Qingshuang went to the Martial Arts Palace to pick up the little soul souls, they met Ye Xun'er outside Hongmeng Palace on a narrow road.
Xuanji, who used to be the top disciple, is now the most ordinary disciple, and even his martial roots and Dantian have been broken.
Ye Xun'er's face was as pale as paper, and her body was like a weak willow in the wind, trembling.
Accompanied by Chen Qinghe and others, they arrived at the Martial Arts Palace.
Ye Xun'er wore a dress embroidered with gold threads, her features were picturesque, and she still showed the pride in her bones.
She gently raised her chin, looked around, and acted like the eldest lady of Beizhou Mu Mansion.
When she saw Chu Yue and others coming towards her, especially the twelve guardians who were following Chu Yue like a shadow, Ye Xun'er looked extremely ugly.
The hands under the sleeves were clenched into fists, and the sharp nails were embedded deeply into the flesh, so that the almond-shaped eyes turned red.
She bit her lip lightly, held her head high, and the moment she passed by, Leng Qingshuang looked at her, crossed her arms over her chest, and said jokingly: "When you see Senior Sister Zhanxingbang Sanye, why don't Miss Xun'er polite?
"
The eyes of the disciples around him suddenly looked over with interest.
Ye Xun'er paused in her steps, holding back her aggrievement.
Chen Qinghe said: "Miss Xun'er is injured, why should Senior Sister Leng force herself to do something difficult?"
"Are you injured?"
Leng Qingshuang sneered and said funnyly: "Since you can walk on the ground, why can't you call me Senior Sister Ye?"
"Senior Brother Chen, it's no need." Ye Xun'er looked pale, shook her head, then looked at Chu Yue, and said weakly: "Since Senior Sister Ye has become the third one on the Star-Slaying List, I should salute. I have met Senior Sister Ye, and I hope that Ye
Senior sister, please let go of the past grudges in the future."
"You are just too careless."
Chen Qinghe's eyes were slightly red: "She hurt you like this and ruined your martial arts, but you still speak for her."
Ye Xun'er smiled palely: "Beizhou Mu Mansion has family rules and ancestral precepts. Now that I am a disciple of Shenxuan, I have to abide by Shenxuan's rules and etiquette."
Chen Qinghe sneered: "That's true. Miss Xun'er was born in Mu Mansion in Beizhou and has accepted the etiquette of Mu Mansion since she was a child."
Although Chen Qinghe didn't say anything, he could understand the underlying meaning.
But some disciples had to admire the magnanimity of the ladies of Beizhou Mu Mansion.
"Beizhou Mu Mansion really taught a good daughter and killed three thousand spiritual beasts." Leng Qingshuang sneered.
Ye Xun'er's complexion changed slightly.
Chu Yue looked at Ye Xun'er indifferently, frowned, and refused to pay attention. Just when she was about to turn around and leave, Ye Xun'er saw a group of elders coming here with sharp eyes, and immediately fell to the ground.
"Xun'er!" Chen Qinghe quickly supported her.
Ye Xun'er spat out blood, raised her hand, wiped it with difficulty, looked up at Chu Yue, and said feebly: "Senior Sister Ye, I thought we had settled our differences."
These words made the onlookers subconsciously think that the culprit was Chu Yue.
A gentlemanly person muttered: "Senior Sister Ye, please be merciful if you have to, Miss Xun'er has already lost her martial arts roots and Dantian, what else do you want from her?"
Seeing this, Leng Qingshuang was about to walk forward.
A small white hand fell on Leng Qingshuang's shoulder.
Leng Qingshuang looked back.
Chu Yue chuckled lightly and came to Ye Xun'er.
Chen Qinghe looked at Chu Yue with fear: "What else do you want to do? Isn't it enough?"
"Senior Sister Ye, I was the one who offended me a lot in the past. I hope you don't care about it." Ye Xun'er's voice was very soft.
Chu Yue lowered her eyes and looked at her indifferently, then stretched out her hand, grabbed Ye Xun'er's hair, and pulled Ye Xun'er out with a strong lift.
Then Chu Yue smashed Ye Xun'er to the ground, took the handkerchief Leng Qingshuang handed her and wiped her hands. She looked down at Ye Xun'er and said slowly: "This is the hand I moved."
Ye Xun'er fell to the ground, coughed up blood violently, and looked at Chu Yue in disbelief.
She didn't understand, didn't Ye Chuyue care about the opinions of other disciples?
"Ye Chuyue!"
Chen Qinghe roared angrily and rushed out.
But before he could get close, the twelve guardians each drew their weapons, and a strong martial arts aura roared in front of Hongmeng Hall.
"How many lives do you have to die for touching my wife of Sanctuary?" Blood Protector shouted coldly.
Chen Qinghe's complexion changed drastically, his eyes tightened, and he looked at the Twelve Protectors with deep fear.
"Senior Brother Chen, I'm fine."
Ye Xun'er stood up with difficulty, and looked at the Blood Protector pitifully, "Master Protector, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. This matter was my fault first and has nothing to do with Senior Sister Ye."
The Blood Protector frowned and looked at Ye Xun'er displeasedly, feeling a chill.
"What happened?"
The great elder's voice suddenly sounded.
I saw the Great Elder, He Xiongshan and his entourage gradually arriving.
Behind He Xiongshan were gathered little souls carrying small bags.
"Two elders, I fell down myself and had nothing to do with Senior Sister Ye." Ye Xun'er said.
He Xiongshan glanced at her impatiently and said, "Since you fell down yourself, leave immediately. If you don't practice martial arts, there are others who want to practice."
All the little souls nodded like garlic, strongly agreeing with He Xiongshan's words.
Ye Xun'er was slightly stunned.
"Great Elder." Chu Yue cupped her fists and bowed, neither humble nor overbearing.
The great elder nodded and said, "Someone from Beizhou Mu Mansion is here."
A man came from behind holding an object. He was a sword-wielding guard with a lot of mysterious power.
He smiled and said: "My old uncle asked me to deliver something to Miss Ye."
The dejected Ye Xun'er's eyes suddenly brightened, her breathing shortened, and she quickly looked over.
Chen Qinghe also whispered: "Junior sister Xun'er, I still have you in my heart."
The other disciples all cast complicated looks.
The old uncle of Mu Mansion in Beizhou was a famous general of his generation. Even though he was sealed as a swordsman many years ago, his general name is still powerful inside and outside the north.
Among the military generals of the past dynasties of Shenmai Jiuzhou, the old uncle deserves to have a place!
Ye Xun'er took a deep breath and subconsciously raised her chin, her brows filled with arrogance.
As if he were a warrior wearing glory.
As she walked towards the guards of the Mu Mansion, she laughed naturally, "It's been a long journey, hard work..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the guards of the Mu Mansion approaching Chu Yue, "Miss Ye, my old uncle wrote the inscription for you personally. I hope you like it."