Chu Yue wanted to know how Yun Li escaped from heaven and became a generation of sword masters under such a sinister situation.

"A man is guilty of possessing a treasure."

Yun Li said: "Under the instigation of this old man, those sword masters who are not brainy chase me without eating, drinking or scattering. Those who don't know think that being a teacher is a tempting young woman."

Chu Yue was still immersed in Yun Li's unimaginable hatred. After hearing the second half of the sentence, she was stunned for a while.

"Fortunately, my master is very powerful. Not only did I escape, I also practiced "The Sword Art of the Human Emperor". Later, I found this shameless old guy and beat him to nowhere to get out of bed for three months. Until now, there was a sword mark on his back, which was originally chopped down by his master. If his mother hadn't told him before his death, he would have chopped his spine."

Yun Li snorted coldly, "Since then, my master has gone to the old man's ancestral grave to burn incense several times, so that his ancestors can take him down quickly."

Chu Yue: "..." This kind of thing can really be done by his master who has no correct appearance.

Chu Yue calmed down her eyes and thought a little.

The master and apprentice walked vigorously, walking on the long path with fragrance of flowers, gradually approaching the brightly lit You Pavilion.

As Chu Yue and Yun Li approached, the atmosphere became more and more condensed.

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "Xiao Chu, I thought you wouldn't come."

"When the priest crowed, he copied Buddhist scriptures to pray for his ancestors. When the priests held a banquet, the disciples would of course come to support him." Chu Yue said with a smile.

Mu Sheng pulled her face, and when she heard the word "chicken crowing", she subconsciously felt numb and nauseous.

Hong Jianzun looked at Yun Li and made a muffled sound.

"You old man, you are still alive. It seems that God has to work harder."

Yun Li said first: "There is a saying, "There is a god three feet above your head. Old Thief Hong, why hasn't the god on your head taken you yet?"

Hong Jianzun was angry without any attack. He glared, gritted his teeth, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and stared at Yun Li fiercely: "You are not dead, of course I still have to live, and I have a lot of children and grandchildren, and enjoy the joy of family life, far from being comparable to some lonely people."

Chu Yue's eye wings drooped slightly, and she lazily played with the strand of black hair falling in front of her shoulders, her red lips pursed, and her eyes were filled with a sense of non-existence.

"I heard that the third elder has not married or had children yet."

Hong Beifeng, the chief land of Hong Jianzun, stood up and mocked Yun Li: "I want to tell me, the third elder might as well take the sword now and hurry up and find a mother to give birth to a fat boy. There are successors, and there is no need to worry about raising a child to see him off. Otherwise, no matter how brilliant he was in his lifetime, he would be miserable after his death."

A girl in the green skirt next to Hong Beifeng smiled and said, "If the third elder is in a hurry, it would be better to find someone in the Cuihonglou, which would be more convenient."

Everyone laughed out loud, full of ridicule and contempt.

Yun Li was furious, but Chu Yue, who was beside her, took a few steps forward and was approaching the girl in the green skirt talking.

"This girl is so familiar with Cuihonglou. Could it be that she is born in Cuihonglou?"

Chu Yue glanced at the girl in green skirt coldly, her eyes roaring like the cold wind!

The girl in the green skirt was so angry that she was talking about it that she immediately turned red.

How can a serious daughter withstand what kind of insults?

What is Cuihonglou? It is the willows in the fireworks alley!

The words inside and outside say that she is a fairy woman.

"Hong Jianzun is my grandfather, my daughter of the Hong Mansion, how can Cuihonglou be matched..." Hong Yingge said angrily.

"I see."

Chu Yue looked like she suddenly realized, "It turns out that Hong Mansion is Cuihonglou, it's really... rare and weird."

Speaking of the back, Chu Yue raised her voice gently, and she was full of disdain!

"you……"

Hong Yingge sang sophistry but her eyes were red.

"Rareless!" Hong Beifeng said angrily: "How dare you humiliate the daughter of the Hong family."

"Xiao Chu, Shen Xuan is the host. As Shen Xuan's disciple, don't be rude in front of others." Mu Sheng advised him kindly.

"You're not a big deal."

Chu Yue didn't even look at Mu Sheng and forced her over.

The girl in the green skirt took a few steps back.

Chu Yue forced Hong Beifeng, who was covered in muscles and force. Hong Beifeng was already in a state of rage and glared at him like a sucking man.

Hong Beifeng is tall and big, and looks fierce and evil, like the bloodline of the wild beast clan.

When young girls meet for the first time, they will feel panic.

But the girl in red in front of her, the evil and violence brewing in her eyes seemed to burst out, like a storm that was about to come and the wind filled the building!

"You will not bother Mr. Hong to worry about the matter of retirement and death."

Chu Yue curled her lips and smiled, and said jokingly: "After all, Master is as blessed as long as the longevity of the East Mountain and Tianqi. If you don't rush to do this, it's hard for Mr. Hong to be filial. He has long thought about the matter of retirement and death for Hong Jianzun. He heard that Master and Hong Jianzun are brothers and sisters, and then my master and I will have to send Hong Jianzun to see him off."

Hong Beifeng was speechless because he was blocked. He unexpectedly shot himself in the foot.

And the skill of lip service is not as good as the girl in front of you.

Every word and sentence are all murderous swords, which have already made Hong Jianzun blue.
Chapter completed!