The Ghost Sect, without missing peaks.

In the cave, Yang Que sat silently beside the bed, looking at the girl lying quietly on the bed, her eyes full of love.

The girl's eyes were closed, her breathing was evenly, and her dark eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if she was sleeping sweetly.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had a beautiful dream.

Yang Que gently held her hand, looked at the girl's youthful face, and thought about the fact that she had only three years left, his heart suddenly felt very painful, very painful.

"Junior sister..."

Yang Que held her hand tightly, and the mist was hazy in his eyes.

When the morning sun was rising, Xiaoyun's call suddenly came from outside the cave: "Senior Brother Yang, the sect leader sent someone to invite you over."

Yang Que's eyes softly curled, he looked at the sleeping girl deeply, stood up, and walked out.

"Senior Brother Yang, I heard that a cave master from the Tianmo Sect came with people from the Wanjian Sect and was waiting in the Wangu Peak Hall. The sect master just sent someone to inform you to come immediately."

When Xiaoyun saw him coming out, her face was cold, and she suddenly felt a stern in her heart. She remembered that the disciples had privately discussed his words these days.

She secretly glanced at Yang Que and muttered in her heart: They all said that Senior Brother Yang is a ruthless and murderous demon, why can't I feel it?

When Yang Que heard that the people from the Heavenly Demon Sect came, his eyes suddenly became cold and flashed for a moment. He ordered Xiaoyun to take good care of his junior sister, then left Wuque Peak and flew towards Luogu Peak.

Soon after, when I arrived at the hall, the guards at the door saw the person coming clearly, bowed their heads respectfully, and even dared not intercept them. Without a notice, they let him in.

As soon as Fang entered the hall, Yang Que felt several gazes, and suddenly he rushed over, looking at him with different expressions.

"Haha, Elder Yang is here, hurry up, come and sit down next to me."

Jiang Wuji of Wan Gufeng had a smile on his face and quickly stood up to say hello, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, extremely intimate.

Yang Que looked at his master, Wan Feixun’s face was full of haze, nodded at him, and said, “Queer, just sit next to Master Jiang Feng.”

Xu Chong also stood up from the seat on the platform and laughed: "Elder Yang sits casually, I'll introduce you to today's guests, they are all here to find you."

His tone was strange, and he blinked at Yang Que, as if he showed appreciation.

"This is fellow Taoist Bai Ting, the master of the Spirit Control Cave of the Heavenly Demon Sect. He is here today. He specifically captured Lin Baiyun, the traitor of my Ghost Reward Sect, to apologize to you."

Xu Chong smiled and glanced at Bai Ting with an embarrassing expression, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

The Yugui Sect and the Tianmo Sect have been constantly chasing each other for decades, and their disciples have often killed each other in private. Now they can say these words in front of the top leaders of the other three major sects, but they slapped him in the face naked, and he felt extremely happy.

Yang Que looked up and saw the middle-aged man wearing white clothes, elegant and graceful. Although he was in the Demon Sect, he had a great reputation and killed countless people, he had a unique and elegant temperament.

Seeing his eyes, Bai Ting looked at him, he curled his embarrassment and smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, this time the matter is wrong. Lin Baiyun has been brought by me. He is imprisoned in an iron cage outside, waiting for fellow Daoist to leave."

Yang Que's eyes were cold, and he looked at him without any concealing the murderous intent.

"Haha..." Xu Chong saw Bai Ting bow his head and admit his mistake, and continued to introduce Yang Que, "The other one is Fellow Daoist Feng Lin, the elder of Wanjian Sect. Behind him is his beloved disciple. He is here today, he is..."

"Fellow Daoist Feng Lin, I don't know if you are here today..." Xu Chong knew his purpose and asked deliberately with doubts.

Feng Lin was dressed in gray clothes, old and stern, but a sharp look flashed in his eyes. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and stood up and bowed, saying to Yang Que: "Fellow Daoist Yang, Feng Lin came here today to ask you for love for the Heavenly Demon Sect. After all, you have killed so many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and they have bowed their heads to apologize now. I hope that I will just let it go, what do you think?"

"fart!"

Before Yang Que could reply, Wan Feixun next to him suddenly stood up. His face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with hatred: "Feng Lin, forget it, forget it? My daughter was broken by his Heavenly Demon Sect for no reason. She only had three years to live. She is still unconscious in the cave and cannot get up. How could I, Wan Feixun, let it go!"

Feng Lin shook his head, expressionless: "Fellow Daoist Wan, why should you be so persistent? Your daughter has three years to live. There are so many disciples of the spiritual realm and spiritual realm of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and two fellow Taoists of the Jade God realm. They are all dead, and they are all scattered and cannot even enter the cycle of reincarnation. Are you not satisfied with this result?"

"Fellow Daoist Wan, Fellow Daoist Yang." Bai Ting bowed his hand and said lightly, "What Fellow Daoist Feng said is that my Tianmo Sect lost nearly two-thirds of its strength that night, and the culprit Xiao Tong has also been killed by Fellow Daoist Yang. Lin Baiyun was also brought by me to let you deal with it. I should have done enough in this matter, right?"

"Zhengmaster Xu, what do you think?" He looked at Xu Chong in a blink of an eye and asked.

Xu Chong pondered without saying a word, looking at Yang Que without expressing his opinion.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, stay at the forefront of being a human being, don't be too extreme. Today, the Heavenly Demon Sect puts such a low attitude to apologize to you, and even the entire cultivation world will laugh at them. They are so embarrassed that even if you don't look at their face, you will give me the Wanjian Sect a face. For this matter, forget it."

Feng Lin looked at Yang Que with a calm expression.

"What if I say no?"

Seeing these people performing for a long time, Yang Que suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes still as cold as a knife, and his hatred was strong.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lin's face was slightly dark. He looked at Xu Chong and said, "Sect Master Xu, you are the one who is in charge of the Guiyu Sect. Tell me, what the Tianmo Sect did today can't satisfy you?"

Xu Chong smiled slightly and said without comment: "Although I am the sect leader, I can't make the decision on this matter. After all, I am hurting Elder Yang's Taoist partner and Master Wan Feng's beloved daughter. Where do I start with whether I am satisfied or not?"

Feng Lin's eyes turned cold, he glanced at Yang Que and said, "Since that's the case, can Fellow Daoist Yang tell me how you can be satisfied?"

Yang Que looked evil in his face, and his eyes were cold to Bai Ting of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and said, "Unless my junior sister can live, or his Heavenly Demon Sect is completely dead!"

"Hmph! It's ridiculous!"

As soon as these words came out, a young man in white standing behind Feng Lin raised his lips and sneered, looking at Yang Que with mockery: "Elder Yang, your request is too absurd? My master has said so much, have you not heard it, or do you don't want to give me the face of Wanjian Sect at all?"

Yang Que narrowed his eyes, and the golden light in his hand sucked and spitted, and the scorching sun suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!