"Senior, we are more straightforward, and we hope that the seniors are forgiven. We all believe that the predecessors saved us."
A few disciples accompanied by Fanchuan's downhill, saying to Vanchuan Wen Sheng.
It is understood that at this moment, Fanchuan's heart is balanced, but because he is now on the site of others, and there are still people who are seeking others, those anger is not good.
"It's okay, I can understand it." Fan Chuan smiled at several disciples of Qingyu Pavilion around him and said in a voice.
"That's good!" Several disciples of Qingyu Pavilion immediately became happy.
Along with the seemingly mild atmosphere, Fanchuan and his group went down the mountain quickly, and everyone came to the main hall of Qingyu Pavilion according to the previous agreement.
I just walked into the main hall of Qingyu Pavilion, and I saw a group of people sitting neatly as soon as possible, including the Hanhe painting memories, and the real people sitting in the upper seat. I saw that the real people at this time were extremely ugly
A faint majesty, always seems to be deliberately leaked, invisible, giving people a very depressed feeling.
"Senior Sichuan, please seat!"
At this time, Jin Han stood up and stood up, and said politely to Fanchuan. At the same time, he bowed slightly, as if he was polite.
Seeing this, Fan Chuan nodded with a smile at this cold. He just wanted to step towards a seat, but was stopped by a loud drink.
"Where does the wild boy come from? It's so arrogant!"
The words of the sheep are like a needle that kills the blood, and accurately stabs into Fanchuan's ears.
When I heard the words of the sheep, Jin Han's brows frowned slightly. When I just wanted to turn around and persuade the sheep, I was rejected by the sheep. In the end, I was stressful.
Sitting down on the seat, but at this time, the cold at this time seemed very angry, but it was difficult to attack.
"Dare to ask the real person of the Yang Yang, did the boy offens the real people of the sheep?" There was a hint of evil laughs on Fanchuan's face, surrounded by arms, and looked at the sheep calmly, saying a voice.
"Hum, before the matter was clear, you still have the suspicion of the murderer!" The sheep sneered at Fanchuan a few times.
"If it is said according to the real people of the sheep, the boy will die? Hehe, let me meet your lord!" Fanchuan's words are also arguing.
"Our lord has been seriously injured by you and is still in a coma. How can I see you? Come and give me this madman!" The sheep did not seem to want to argue with Fanchuan again, and began to send people to sanction Fanfan
Sichuan.
The sound of the sheep fell, although there was a moment of quiet in the entire hall, but then there were really a few disciples of Qingyu Pavilion who had deep cultivation in the realm, and approached Fanchuan.
Seeing this situation, Fanchuan was a little panicked. After all, on the site of others, Fanchuan never thought of resistance. Even if the resistance was resistant, it was nothing to do.
In the end, Fanchuan did not find out the strength of the sheep before, but at this moment, the sheep seemed to deliberately leak the true qi and give Fanchuan pressure. This caused Fan Chuan to panic.
The incident has reached such a point, and it runs counter to Fanchuan before. At this time, the Han and painted memories standing on the side of the hall, and the disciples of Qingyu Pavilion who were grateful to Fanchuan before, everyone's face, everyone’s face’s face
There is a anxious face exposed, but if you want to intervene, you can't intervene. The sense of powerlessness is extremely obvious.
Several disciples of Qingyu Pavilion who came on the face were very close to Fan Chuan's distance at this time, and the situation was imminent, and the people who looked at the face seemed to be deliberately drawn out.
In case of Fanchuan attack, it can be seen from this that the entire hall is wrapped by strong energy pressure.
"stop!"
At this embarrassing time, a slightly old voice was passed out of the behind the hall in a timely manner. The sound seemed to be mixed with real pressure, like a sharp sword, directly penetrated the true gas pressure of the entire hall, which directly penetrated the entire hall's true gas pressure.
The package is full of the ears of everyone in the hall.
When the words fell, I saw an old man who was holding his body, black and white hair, and came out of the inner room of the hall. The old man first glanced at the sheep in doubt, and then turned to Fanchuan, but at this time, he hadn't waited yet.
The old man told Fanchuan, and the sound of the sheep fiercely, but he pretended to suppress the scene.
"I said chess, you are too wide, right? You have to know your position, you are the predecessor of Qingyu Pavilion, this wild boy is the person who seriously hurts our lord.
? "The words of the sheep seemed to be opposite, and they seemed to be deliberately clearing, but as for what, Fanchuan knew nothing.
At this time, the old man who was holding his body and was called the old man as the old man seemed to be moved by the words of the sheep, but just turned his head to look at the sheep, and then said, "
We are the same as Qingyu Pavilion, and our identity is not distinguished, so you can't control the old man's affairs? "Speaking, chess and low body coughing twice, looked up again
Said: "In addition, the lord of the cabinet just woke up once, but the injury was too serious, and he couldn't come to meet you, and the lord of the cabinet was now coma.
In the hand metaphor, it is pointed out that the life of the young man will be left, and you have to add more about it. The metaphor is here, you can take it by yourself! People, I want to take it! "
In a moment, I saw that the old man suddenly raised his hand for a moment, a flowing light flashed, and when he looked at the hand of the sheep, I didn't know when there was an extra roll of cowhide -like hand metaphor.
At this time, the real people who were holding a metaphorical sheep, like a puppet, suddenly dull, as if looking at an extremely incredible thing, the entire hall was silent for a moment.
At this time, the old chess was old, and he couldn't help but say that he stretched out his thin arm and dragged Fan Chuan to himself, and then quickly walked towards the inner room of the hall.
In the inner room where the owner of Qingyu Pavilion was arranged.
The departure of chess Lao and Fanchuan did not seem to have alarm at the atmosphere in the hall. The entire hall was indulged in silence. It was not until the real man of the sheep after watching the metaphor with an angry expression, and then realized that Qi Lao and Fanchuan's.
Disappearing, but when the sheep wanted to break into the inner room of the main hall, they suddenly stopped, and wandered up in the hall like a thought, until the Qingyu Pavilion Xiu Zhen disciples in the entire hall were all the disciples.
After walking, the real person of the Yang Yang was still hovering in the hall at a low speed, but unlike before, at this time, the real people of the Yang Yang frowned tightened.
When the cultivation disciples in the main hall were spread out, the two people who had been frightened for Fan Chuan and the painting memories of the two people wanted to wait for Fanchuan to come out from the inner room in the hall, but when the two saw the real people of the sheep, the real people of the sheep sheep were real.
After weird, the two did not know how to stay. In the end, they chose to leave the hall first and wait for the audio of Fanchuan outside the hall.
"Young Xia, come in quickly."
At this time, the chess old man in the room in the main hall of Fanchuan, when he saw Fanchuan's pace and walked into the inner room, immediately urged the road.
"oh……"
Fan Chuan should have a sentence, and then accelerated the pace. Although Fanchuan's heart was full of doubts at this moment, Fanchuan still felt relieved about the old chess old.
It is good to be angry with the sheep in the hall.
The inner room of the main hall is not big, but it is also small, because compared to the inner rooms of other cultivation martial arts that Fanchuan have seen before, the inner room in front of the eyes is obviously much larger.
However, these are not something that Fanchuan is about to care about, because with the pace of chess, Fanchuan has increasingly felt a very powerful volatility, and intuitively tells Fan Chuan that there must be a repair not far ahead.
For those who are extremely deep in the realm, their thoughts have just arrived, and a red dress suddenly flashed in Fanchuan's mind.
"Yes, just listened to those people said, isn't the owner of this Qingyu Pavilion resting in this inner room now? Is this aesthetic? Then ... That's too strong, so it's too strong, right?
oops……"
Fan Chuan was thinking in his heart, and his feet trembled slightly. After all, Fan Chuan did not understand the owner of the Qingyu Pavilion at all now, that is, the real thought of the woman in the red woman on the top of the mountain, obviously
No injury, but now pretend to be injured, and still see yourself alone? Is there any conspiracy? Or is there any plan?
When Fanchuan was thinking about it, the old chess old was suddenly sounded again.
"Shaoxia, the lord of the pavilion is in front, the old man will not go in to disturb the Lord of the cabinet, go in yourself!"
After the old chess was finished, I didn't wait for Fanchuan to react, and then turned around, leaving only a back of the back of Fanchuan.
"Hey! Senior ..."
"Boy, come in."
At this time, when Fanchuan turned and just came up with the sound of chess, there was a long and ethereal female voice came out behind him, blocking Fanchuan's shout.
When I heard the female voice, Fan Chuan suddenly realized that as I turned around and looked ahead. At this time, the front of Fanchuan's front, but I did not know when it was inexplicable.
The windless is automatic, and gently shakes softly.
According to Fanchuan's confirmation, the long and ethereal female voice just came out of this red yarn account.
"Dare to ask the predecessors ..." Fan Chuan tried to say in awe.
But just when Fanchuan's words were not yet fell, Fanchuan suddenly felt the volatility of the real Qi in the whole body, and then his body was strange, pulling the red yarn tent, although the speed was unhappy, but Ren Fanchuan was Ren Fanchuan.
How to get rid of it is always unaware of it.
And at the same time, when Fanchuan's body moved towards the red yarn account, the long -sized female voice just sounded in Fanchuan's ear again.
"Let you come in, you will come in, wherever you come from!" …………………………………………………………………………………………