Author: Youran Nanju

"Let's go!"

Yang Junyou took out a jade pendant from his waist, which was the seal of the head of the sect that scared Li Zhengzhen last night.

"So it's Qingyu Sect. Please come in!"

The strong man standing outside, after checking the seal, immediately laughed out two chrysanthemums with no expression on his face.

They were about to step in when another group of people came from behind.

The leader was an old man, followed by a young man and a woman. The woman was wearing a red dress and looked like a fire. She raised her pretty face slightly and held a purple silver whip in her hand.

You don't need to look at this face, you know that you are arrogant.

The old man in the lead took out a token. The strong man glanced at it without even raising his eyelids and said, "Xingyue Gate? Only two people can enter."

The woman in red with purple silver braids glared at the strong man watching the door angrily and said unconvincedly: "Those children can enter, why can only two of us enter?"

"The upper three sects can bring as many people as they want with their seals. Not to mention children, even babies held in their arms can enter at will. The lower five sects, with their seals, can only bring one person in at most, with their seals.

Lingbao Pavilion, this is the rule.”

"You scold me for not even comparing to breastfeeding children? What rules are clearly the ones who are guarding the door are inferior to people."

The woman in red raised her tone and her eyes were about to pop out.

"If you think so, Fang has no choice! But you have to think clearly whether you have made up your mind to cause trouble in Lingbao Pavilion."

"Mo'er, don't be rude!"

"Dad, I also want to go to Lingbao Pavilion to have a look."

"Master, otherwise I will stay outside, you can take your junior sister in."

The man standing on the other side of the old man spoke, looking at his age and slim, about six feet and three inches tall, with wheat-colored skin and developed chest muscles. He looked like Kong Wu's powerful violent man. Unexpectedly, his voice was very warm and his body was a little bit like his body.

Not matched.

Yi Qian was a little embarrassed for a moment. This was his first time to come to Lingbao Pavilion. I didn’t know before that the people from the Five Sects could only bring two people in with the seal of the head.

One was his disciple and the other was his daughter. He was reluctant to let go of both of them and finally said, "Other, Mo'er, you and Li'er come in, I'll wait for you outside."

"Dad, you have to come in together."

"Mo'er, don't mess around, Lingbao Pavilion is not Xingyue Gate."

Yi Qian just scolded softly.

In fact, he himself also felt that this rule was too insulting.

"Dad, I'm not making a fool of myself. I'm just looking down on Lingbao Pavilion. Either you can make progress with your real skills or don't make progress."

Wow, what a arrogant tone!

What she said is based on her real ability, does it mean that she can fight?

In this world, being able to fight by oneself is a skill, and a strong backer is also a skill.

I can only say that this woman named Mo'er took it for granted.

Su Yixin raised her eyebrows and held Gu Qingming as she was about to go in, when the purple silver whip rushed towards Su Yixin with a scorching fire aura.

"I'll go..."

Su Yixin's face changed.

He pulled Gu Qingming over and held her in his arms, turned around and whipped Su Yixin's back firmly.

Damn, this woman is sick!

This scene was too sudden.

When everyone reacted, Su Yixin had been whipped and knelt on one knee on the ground, with a thrilling back pain, and Gu Qingming was also frightened and cried loudly.

"Yi Xin, are you okay? Sister Ming, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Su Yixin's face turned pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat due to the pain.

Gu Qingjue carried Gu Qingming from Su Yixin's arms, frowning together, his eyes full of worries about Su Yixin.

At this time, Yang Junyou also squatted down and quickly took out a bottle of pill from his sleeve.

Pour the elixir on your palm, melt the elixir with gentle water, and then apply the elixir that has turned into powder to the wound.

Seeing that Su Yixin's pain was relieved, her forehead was no longer sweating.

Yang Junyou then stopped, stood up and looked coldly at the initiator who was whipping the whip. His sleeves floated, and Yi Mo, who was holding the purple silver whip, suddenly knelt on the ground with his feet.

"What does Zhenren Yang mean?"

Yang Junyou sneered: "Master Yi, your daughter hurts my Qingyu Sect's people. Do you have to give me an explanation?"

"I hurt people, why do you want to find my father? Anyone who is so weak can enter Lingbao Pavilion, and he said that it is not a dog-eyed look. If she wasn't with you, I'm afraid the gate of Lingbao Pavilion will open to where to go.

Don't know."

Gu Qingjue, who was holding Gu Qingming, heard this and stepped forward to fight back, but was stopped by Su Yixin: "You don't need to be a woman's matter. Sister Ming was scared, you coax her."

Yang Junyou's elixir has an extraordinary effect, and the burning pain on his back has been relieved.

Su Yixin walked forward to Yang Junyou, looked at the woman in red who was kneeling on the ground by Yang Junyou's tricks, and slowly uttered two words: "Silly!"

"Who do you think is stupid?"

Yi Mo grew up so old that he was scolded for the first time and was still a little lady with no golden elixir.

She wanted to swing another whip, but no matter how she activated her spiritual power, she could not stand up.

"What is the ability to let your elders stand up for you? If you have the ability, we will compete alone."

Su Yixin rolled her eyes and said to Li Zhengzhen: "Brother, beat her!"

It’s not that she uses her elders to bully her.

Yes, with the support of elders, the one who beats this guy is this guy.

Li Zhengzhen had been holding back her anger for a long time, and she did not have the life creed of not hitting a woman. She threw a whisk away from her far away, and Yi Mo's face suddenly swollen into a pig's head.

Blood was overflowing from the corners of the mouth.

This is the first time I have been slapped in the face when I grow up so old.

This not only hits Yi Mo's face, but also Yi Mo's self-esteem.

Seeing that she was so arrogant just now, she was only tears in her eyes, and her eyes were looking for help fell on her father.

Um?

Didn’t you just accusing her of letting her elders stand out?

How long has it been?

It was just a slap in the face.

Just crying to look for parents?

Yi Qian couldn't watch his beloved daughter being beaten, and immediately wanted to step forward to stop her.

As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Yang Junyou: "Master Yi, it is best not to interfere in the elders' affairs, just let them solve the problem by themselves. What do you think?"

"But he is in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and Mo'er just formed a pill and had unstable cultivation..."

"Sect Master Yi thinks that your daughter can only bully my niece who is in the middle stage of foundation building with her Jindan cultivation. Isn't that my nephew in the middle stage of Jindan teaching you a lesson? "

Old Yi Qian's face turned red and could only turn his face aside, not looking at his daughter's gaze for help.

Yi Mo's face hurts so much, I don't know if it's disfigured.

My knees on the ground were also heartbroken.

She had no choice but to look for help on her senior brother Tang Qiusu.

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior sister, this matter is a fault. I apologize to this fellow Taoist, and this matter will be over." Tang Qiusu reached out to pull Yi Mo.

Unexpectedly, I got up as soon as I pulled it. No matter how hard I tried, it was useless.

The two came to Su Yixin, but no matter how Tang Qiusu signaled, Yi Mo just didn't speak.

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