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682. Competing in the same sect [1]

But it is necessary to watch the show well. Zhuge Canglan felt that at most ten minutes, no, less than five minutes, the white line would cut her throat and make his blood splattered and die on the spot.

Zhuge Zang looked at Tianqiong in secret and said: If the damn immortal master doesn't save me in a moment, you will attack the leader and strive to hit the target with one blow, and you will never give him a chance to turn over.

The Sky Sword buzzed twice, as if it was excited.

Zhuge Canglan sighed, your master is almost dead, why are you excited?

Just when she was helpless, she suddenly felt the blue water light and shadow that had been slowly flowing in the air slowly wrapped around her neck.

Zhuge Canglan clearly felt that a slight cool water vapor seemed to be wrapped around his neck, and slowly seeped into the wound streaked by the white line.

After a while, she felt that the white line that was trapped in the flesh seemed to be slowly arching outward by some force. Although it was very weak, she could still feel it, and the suffocation gradually weakened.

Zhuge Canglan's heart was finally relaxed a little bit, but fortunately the Immortal Lord took action, otherwise she wouldn't know how to escape this disaster.

The Immortal Lord hadn't spoken for a long time. Zhuge Canglan turned his attention to the people in front of him. The head of the sect was determined to kill her, but because of the fact that several people were there and every word and sentence was like awl, he was in a dilemma and did not dare to act randomly.

The head of the sect was extremely hated at this moment. He hated these junior brothers and sisters who had ulterior motives and had ill-thinking plans, and even more hated Zhuge Canglan.

The head of the sect didn't understand. He agreed at the beginning that this time, he would have to get rid of Zhuge Canglan. Why did they all turn against each other at a critical moment?

The head of the sect gritted his teeth, since you are unkind and righteous, no one can do anything to keep it alone.

"Hmph, you guys are not foolish in front of me. At that time, you all ran to me and cried, saying that Zhuge Canglan would not die, so what if you were not dead? Why did you all come out to be Bodhisattvas today? If you hadn't been pushing each other, how could I kill her?"

After the head of the sect said something, he attributed his killing Zhuge Canglan to being forced by the four of them, and he suddenly changed from a murderer to a victim.

If it weren't for the danger of life that had not been completely relieved, Zhuge Canglan would have laughed out loud at this moment.

True Lord Huizhi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said solemnly: "Oh, Senior Brother, what you said is inexplicable. You want to kill people. What is the problem of our society? We are just seeing her as a little girl who is as beautiful as a flower. Her body is about to be broken into pieces. She can't see it and she said a few fair words. How come you are biting people randomly?"

"Although we have celebrated festivals with this little girl, that little holiday is far more than taking someone's life."

If the True Lord of Cultivation is still not a match for the leader, it seems that Ruolun’s verbal skills are far inferior to her.

Even the Chun Jia Zhenjun, who had always been unhappy and seemed to have a lot of complaints about Zhuge Canglan, spoke at this time...

"Although this girl had hurt my son and almost beat him to death, I was so angry that I wanted to kill her, but then I thought, I couldn't blame her. It was my junior brother who sent my son to beat him. How could I blame her..."

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