(Merry Christmas everyone, I also want to collect it and ask for flowers...) "Aunt Li, Xing Wuji is the one who saved us..." Ling Tian hurriedly explained, but Li Xiumei obviously didn't want to hear Ling Tian's explanation, so Li Xiumei interrupted Ling Tian
Tian Yan looked at Yan Xiaolong with murderous intent and said, "Xiaolong, tell me, who is this Xing Wuji and what does he look like? I, Li Xiumei, will definitely catch him and make his life worse than death!"
Yan Xiaolong ignored Ling Tian and Gu Tianyu's murderous angry looks, and Su Xiaoya's lustful eyes and said briskly, "Xing Wuji is a disciple of the Scarlet Blood Hall of the Tianmo Sect. He has a head full of long light red hair, with strong and straight facial features.
I'm a head shorter"
"Yan Xiaolong, if it hadn't been for Brother Wuji, you would have died a long time ago. What do you want to do now?" Gu Tianyu shouted angrily with his eyes splitting, "How do you know that he is not colluding with the demons from the Tianmo Sect to torture us on purpose? He has let you do it all these years.
What? Ling Tian, you have been carrying water for three years, Gu Tianyu, you have been chopping wood for three years, Xiaoya has been ordered to wash clothes for three years, and I...he actually asked me to cook food for three years!"
Yan Xiaolong's thin face was full of crazy anger!
Before Li Xiumei could speak, Su Hong was already furious and said, "How dare you abuse my daughter like this? Xing Wuji, I will kill you!"
Ling Hongfei also looked at Ling Tian with questioning eyes, as if asking, is what Yan Xiaolong said true?
"Father, mother, you can't kill Brother Wuji. He saved all of us." Su Xiaoya denied urgently, "He saved you, why did he want to ruin your appearance? Why did he let all of you do things that ordinary people would do?"
What are you doing? This demon sect monster is basically torturing you!" Li Xiumei said angrily, "That's not the case. There are only five people in the Scarlet Blood Hall of the Demon Sect, and the meridians in our bodies are restricted and we cannot practice, so we need to
Make your own food, wash and change your own clothes!" Su Xiaoya explained with red and swollen eyes, "Aunt Li, this is what happened to Uncle Su. The meridians in our body are controlled by the demons of the Demon Sect, so we can only rely on grains to maintain our lives.
There are no people who specialize in washing and cooking, so we need to chop wood, carry water, wash and cook by ourselves. Yan Xiaolong, if it weren't for brother Wuji, would you still be alive? People should repay their kindness!" Ling Tian followed Su Xiaoya's words and echoed,
Finally, he glared at Yan Xiaolong angrily
Yan Xiaolong said with a cold face, "You said he didn't abuse us, then why did he burn Xiaoya's face for no reason!"
At this point, in order to increase the power of his words, Yan Xiaolong lifted up Su Xiaoya's hair covering her left cheek and said sternly, "I was cooking at that time, and Xing Wuji put the sword in the stove to burn it. This is how he used the sword to burn it."
of!"
"Let go..." Su Xiaoya wanted to let her hair down, but Yan Xiaolong held on tightly and refused to let go. He also said righteously, "Xiaoya, don't be afraid, we have returned to Emei Mountain. Please let Aunt Xiumei and
Uncle Su can see clearly how Xing Wuji hurt you!"
"Let go..." Su Xiaoya kept struggling to take her hair back, but Yan Xiaolong held on tightly and refused to let go.
"Ah...it hurts..." Suddenly Yan Xiaolong screamed in pain and involuntarily let go of his hand. On his slender and thin palm, there was a wide, thick, dark palm!
Yan Xiaolong frowned in pain. He turned his head to look at the owner of this palm. He was actually half a head taller than him. His thick eyebrows, straight nose, thick lips and strong lines, and a face full of masculine domineering appeared in front of him.
in his eyes
"Brother Pojun... you hurt me..." Yan Xiaolong struggled in a low voice, "Xiaoya asked you to let go, didn't you hear?" Li Pojun's voice was as loud as a bell, and his tiger-shaped eyes were fierce.
Rage bursts out!
"Pojun must not act recklessly. This is Yan Xiaolong, the son of the sect master!" Li Xiumei scolded, "I know he is the son of the sect master. I know he is Yan Xiaolong. If he hadn't dragged Xiaoya to the back mountain to arrest him,
How could Butterfly Xiaoya be abducted by the demon from the Momen? If he wasn’t ignorant, weak and incompetent, how could Xiaoya’s face be burned? You saw the demon from the Momen burning his sword red and scalding Xiaoya’s face with it
, why are you still alive?" Li Pojun's fierceness erupted before, and his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building was clearly revealed. He slapped Yan Xiaolong on the face, and directly slapped Yan Xiaolong to the ground. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you are not the master of the sect.
My son, I will skin you alive today!"
Yan Xiaolong was stunned by Li Pojun. He raised his head and looked at Li Pojun in disbelief. There were very obvious five finger prints on his right cheek. The corners of his mouth were also broken and bleeding. He stared at Li Pojun.
Trance murmured, "You hit me...you dare to hit me..."
Yan Xiaolong was beaten, and Ling Tian and Gu Tianyu cried out in joy. If this was not the territory of the Emei Sect, and Yan Xiaolong was the son of the Emei Sect leader, they would have taken revenge and smeared Xing Wuji.
Just go up and beat this guy up.
Li Pojun squatted down and leaned forward towards Yan Xiaolong. Yan Xiaolong retreated in fear.
Li Xiumei couldn't stand it and yelled angrily, "Li Pojun, go to the back mountain and spend ten years in seclusion!"
Li Pojun ignored Li Xiumei's words. He leaned next to Yan Xiaolong and whispered softly, "From today on, you are not allowed to get close to Xiaoya anymore, and you are not allowed to touch a hair of hers, otherwise I will forget that you are the son of the sect leader!"
"
"Did you hear that clearly?" Li Pojun saw Yan Xiaolong just looking at him in fear, and shouted in a deep voice, "It's clear...it's clear..." Yan Xiaolong was so frightened by the murderous intent in Li Pojun's eyes that he nodded repeatedly.
Jun stood up with satisfaction and looked at Li Xiumei, who was full of anger, and said with a simple smile, "Master's wife, Xiaoya just came back today, can you allow me to have a meal before I go to think about my faults behind closed doors?"
"Go away and think about your mistakes now. I don't want to see you!" Li Xiumei helped Yan Xiaolong up, used her spiritual power to seal the scar around Yan Xiaolong's mouth, scolded Li Pojun angrily, and then comforted Yan Xiaolong by stroking his hair.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaolong. Li Pojun has made some mistakes in his practice recently, and his mind sometimes becomes unclear. Don't take it to heart."
Li Pojun cast his pleading eyes on Su Hong. Su Hong thought for a moment and said, "Xiumei, Xiaoya just came back today. Let Pojun go to the back mountain for retreat tomorrow."
"Humph, you are the only one who got used to him being so lawless!" Li Xiumei muttered dissatisfiedly and just went to comfort the frightened Yan Xiaolong.
After Li Pojun glanced at Su Hong gratefully, he turned his attention to Su Xiaoya. He stared at Su Xiaoya's left cheek that was covered by her hair, and swore an oath: "Xiaoya, I will definitely find Xing Wuji and save his face."
I’ll also burn flowers to avenge you!”
"No...Brother Pojun, it was Xing Wuji who saved us. He didn't do anything..." Su Xiaoya's crystal clear tears dripped down to the ground.
"Daughter, he burned your face and ruined your appearance. This is the biggest sin. No matter what kind of kindness he has to you, mother will not let him go just because of this!" Li Xiumei said with distress and anger.
"It's because my appearance is too beautiful that Brother Wuji had to burn my face..." Su Xiaoya burst into tears and said hysterically with a choked voice, "Qin Changming fell in love with my appearance... That rainy night with heavy rain,
He wanted to bully me... It was Brother Wuji who fought to the death to save me... Brother Wuji said he couldn't protect me anymore, and only by destroying my beautiful appearance could he save my life..." At this point, Su Xiaoya has already
burst into tears
Ling Tian and Gu Tianyu looked at each other, and the doubts in their hearts for several years were solved. Their respect for Xing Wuji increased. For Su Xiaoya's tragic experience, they could only blame Qin Changming for their hatred!
"A sneeze..." Xing Wuji raised his head for a long time and sneezed.
"What's going on today? Why do you keep sneezing?"
"Why are you panicking? The sky is falling?" Xing Wuji frowned and criticized Dao Tianjin. He quickly whispered in Xing Wuji's ear. Xing Wuji's face changed slightly and asked, "Catch them all?"
"Three of them were captured. I didn't see Xuan Hai. I don't know whether they are dead or alive." Tian Jin reported with great fear.
Xing Wuji's expression obviously relaxed after hearing this, and he asked nonchalantly, "Where is he?"
"The person is in the door master's room. The door master asked me to come over and invite the hall master to come over. Fellow Daoist Qin and fellow Daoist Han are already in the door master's room." After Tian Jin finished reporting, he went back and forth in front of Xing Wuji as if he was losing his mind.
Step by step, still muttering "I knew it would be like this... I knew it would be like this..."
"What a big deal, to be so panicked!" Xing Wuji patted Tian Jin's head, placed the Water Suppressing Pearl on his head, put on his servant's hat, straightened his appearance and asked Tian Jin, "How are you? Are there any wrinkles on your clothes?"
Tian Jin shook his head unconsciously and said with a sad face, "How old is the hall master? You still care about whether there are wrinkles in your clothes..."
"Tian Jin remembers a saying, 'Wealth and honor can be found in danger'!" After Xing Wuji said this to Tian Jin seriously, he walked steadily to Wentian's room.
Qin Changming and Han Li each took one of the two chairs in the room. Wentian sat on the bed. Xuanxin, Xuande and Xuanming knelt in front of the bed, breathing weakly.
After Xing Wuji walked into the room and saluted Wentian, he walked to Qin Changming and said coldly, "Brother Qin, don't you know the rules of the Tianmo Sect? You saw the hall master coming, but you still didn't give up your seat!"
Qin Changming stared at Xing Wuji coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips, stood up and said, "Acting Hall Master Xing, please take a seat."
Xing Wuji ignored Qin Changming's sarcastic smile. He sat on the chair calmly and looked away.
Han Li turned her head and glanced at Xing Wuji, with a strong look of worry.
After Tian Jin approached the room, Wentian used his spiritual power to close the door and said in a deep voice, "I have used my spiritual power to isolate this room. No one else can hear our conversation except us."
After saying this, Wentian Sanjiao looked at Xing Wuji with eyes wide open, as if he was enveloped in actual murderous intent.
"Instead! Is this your warning to the white-bearded Taoist priest?" Wentian's voice was unusually low, and his clenched hand showed that he was restraining the urge to kill.