When Sun Yao arrived, a group of injured disciples were walking back, and several waves of disciples rushed here, all of whom were full of anger. When they saw Sun Yao coming, they all gathered here.

"The deputy cabinet leader is here",

"Deputy Pavilion Master",

Sun Yao saw the dark coffin placed at the door from a distance. Even though she was well educated, she would be furious for a while.

"Where are the people who make trouble?"

"It's already...it's gone",

An injured disciple couldn't hold back his face and said in a low voice.

Seeing that the Hongchen Sword Pavilion banquet was about to come, someone was causing trouble at this time. The slap not only hits his own face, but also hits Hongchen Sword Pavilion in the face.

Thinking of Deputy Pavilion Master Sun doing everything himself for so long, the reputation that the Pavilion Master earned to fight with the bloody battle between his limbs and ghosts with fearless courage hit the hands of these unsatisfactory disciples, he felt guilty, but he was not good at learning skills and was not as good as others, and he couldn't get back his face.

"What are you doing while standing? Why don't you chase me?"

"You useless people can be beaten at your doorstep. If you don't find face today, see if you still have the face to meet people."

The disciples who had just arrived were all filled with righteous indignation.

Sun Yao sneered: "What else can I chase after? Will I be humiliated by others if I chase after you?"

"Deputy Pavilion Master...",

All the disciples always regarded Sun Yao as a god, especially during the days when the corpse was in trouble, and every time they saw her wearing red armor and her heroic appearance, the disciples wanted to die. At this time, when they heard her say this, they felt even more and more unable to hold on their faces.

"If you dare to come to the door at this time, you will naturally be prepared. What's the use of chasing now?"

Sun Yao said.

Thinking that the Hongchen Sword Pavilion had just been built for more than a month, and the earliest disciples in the sect had only been three months old. Due to the corpse disaster, he and several elders could not take care of these disciples. They ran around for the Hongchen Sword Pavilion, and they had very little time to practice, so they felt a little softer and said, "I suffered a loss this time, just think it's a lesson. Now the world is peaceful. Our Hongchen Sword Pavilion has all the spirit stones and herbs, and the supplies are sufficient. With the guidance of the Pavilion Master and the elders, you must practice well."

"yes",

After hearing what she said, the disciples had to give up.

Sun Yao said: "Little Chong'er, go and invite Elder An. From tomorrow on, people from all sects and families will come up the mountain. If someone sends a bell, the umbrella will be here, so we should not open the banquet."

"Yes...yes...",

"What are the coffin still being placed there? Throw it into the woodshed",

"yes",

Several disciples agreed to go and drag the coffin away when they suddenly heard a voice saying, "Ah, why do some people are so ungrateful and want to throw gifts from others from all over the woodshed?"

Outside the guest hall, a huge bat suddenly flew from the tall door wall of Hongchen Sword Pavilion. His wings shook, and his body fell down and hung upside down on the gate of Hongchen Sword Pavilion. He actually hugged his two claws like a human being, looking down at the disciples of Hongchen Sword Pavilion.

Everyone was stunned. Although they heard the sound from where they came from, they couldn't believe it was a bat talking.

Sun Yao walked out of the guest hall, and her palm flipped over her, and the fire jade and ice heart were crossed in her arms. Her slender fingers gently raised her voice and spread like a spring.

The sound of Sun Yao's piano is known to everyone. On the day when the Lord of the Little Lu Pavilion returned, Sun Yao played a song "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" to attract the whole group of birds from Kunpeng Ridge to worship. Even Yu Youwei, who was born in the courtesan, admired it very much. After the song, the lingering sound lingers on the beam for three days, and many people still miss it day and night.

But when the fire jade Bingxin was played this time, it was not as elegant and high as the song "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix". The sound of the misty sound was like the drizzle of spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, crisp, pleasant, but endless.

The sound waves are like water, with constant ripples and constant tides of sound.

"Hahahaha, music trend? Show off your skills"

The huge bat immediately flapped its wings, and the invisible sound waves spread in circles, silent, invisible, and formless, but suddenly it spread into Sun Yao's sound waves, stirring her voice into chaos, and the ding-dong flowing spring turned into a mute and ridiculous sound.

"clang",

Sun Yao immediately raised his finger and pointed it out. A sword energy came out clanging, and a clanging sound of metal flowed in his ears. When a flash of light in the air, the sword energy swept towards the bat.

The bat felt it long before the sword energy was released. Its wings flapped one after another and flew high to avoid the sword energy, but the sound of the piano sounded again. You could clearly see circles and waves covering him, the rings quickly contracted, and then exploded between Sun Yao's slender fingers. With a clanging sound, the bat flew out more than ten feet.

The bat's body exploded with a "Peng", and a person appeared in the rising smoke.

The young man in black looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. The two bat wings were spread out behind him, and the power of his wings helped him float in the air, and he grinned and showed his two sharp teeth.

"It's him",

"It's him..."

"Deputy Pavilion Master, the coffin was sent by this weird guy... Oh, it was this dog thief who came to cause trouble."

......

As soon as the bat demon appeared, everyone recognized his identity, but the young man did not seem to be caught in trouble at all, and floated in the air and laughed.

Sun Yao chuckled softly and said, "Is it the little demon from Wanjiehai who has come to make trouble?"

The only demon clan that Hongchen Sword Pavilion has offended was the Wanjie Sea Demon Clan. On that day, Lu Hong killed the ninth son of the Dragon King to save Yan Xiaoman, and the deep feud he had formed has not yet disappeared. Therefore, the first thing she thought of when she saw this bat demon was Wanjie Sea.

The clinker bat monster said disdainfully: "What is Wanjiehai? Is it qualified to send this monster?"

"Oh~, but I can't think of that demon vein that has formed a bond with my Hongchen Sword Pavilion."

The bat demon shrugged and said, "I have said that this time I am here to send gifts to Hongchen Sword Pavilion, but you don't believe it."

"Bastard, is there anyone who gave gifts like this?"

"Monster, which mountain do you belong to? One day your king has something good to do, I will give you a coffin."

"Deputy Pavilion Master, this monster is too arrogant. Let's put down his wings first and then torture his origin."

......

The disciples of the Hongchen Sword Pavilion were furious and their hands were already pressed on the hilt of the sword.

The bat demon ignored their angry eyes and said, "How can the mortal fetus with naked eyes recognize the value of this thing? But the deputy pavilion master must have seen the value of this coffin?"

Looking at Sun Yao again, her eyes had changed. She looked at the dark coffin and nodded, "The dragon-locked coffin made of the thousand-year agarwood and the thousand-year agarwood, the ancient emperors couldn't get it, but the dragon-locked coffin that added the demon-locked lock is a very bad thing. This thing is indeed extremely precious, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster for me, the Red Dust Sword Pavilion, and what is the intention of the gift-giving person?"
Chapter completed!