"Senior Brother Mengyang...why..."
The voice of the ancestors sounded faintly at this moment.
"Don't ask, just listen, just look."
"Children." He was like a kind old man at this moment, "Senior Brother Meng Yang wanted to cut off one of Meng Yuyue's legs to stimulate Yin Nian, but he miscalculated Meng Yuyue's value, and also miscalculated Meng Yuyue's Trump card.”
"No matter how talented you are, you still have to bend down when you hit the iron plate. This is the first lesson I want to teach you today."
Boom!
Meng Yang was hit hard on the forehead.
Rivers of blood flowed.
He's shaky, does it hurt? What is physical pain?
But there are so many eyes around.
It was cutting into his body like a knife.
This is what hurts.
All destroyed!
All ruined!
The majesty he left here after so many years is gone.
The eyes around him were filled with disappointment, extremely disappointing.
There is also the contempt for him.
So it was because of his sudden move that they almost lost their lives just now? They also heard what Meng Yuyue said at that time.
Meng Yang gradually felt a chill of despair in his heart.
But at this moment.
The old voice sounded again.
"Just an idiot!" The voice no longer sounded like the spring breeze just now. Instead, it sounded like winter wind and frost. In an instant, several of the disciples with the most contempt on their faces vomited blood and fell down. "I can punish Meng Yang, but what do you have? Are you qualified to despise him?"
Meng Yang raised his head suddenly.
Meng Yuyue sneered in her heart, old guy!
Big stick and dates?
A good way to play.
"You are just resentful after knowing that you almost died!"
"Ask yourselves! If you were given the choice, would you cut off one of Meng Yuyue's legs to stimulate Yin Nian? What if you succeeded? After all, Meng Yuyue is not dead, how can you know that Meng Yuyue is hiding her trump card? "
"If you cultivators hadn't been suppressed by Yin Nian and couldn't even lift their heads, would Meng Yang still need to take action? With Meng Yang's intelligence, wouldn't it be better to do something else? Why do you have to waste time on Yin Nian? On people?”
"Because you guys can practice! You're dragging him down!"
"And he! If it weren't for saving you!"
"There is no need to kneel down to Meng Yuyue!"
"You owe Meng Yang this! How dare you look down upon me? When did the Nine-tailed Sect disciples turn into weeds and fall on both sides? You can be bad! But you can't be without brains! Idiots!"
Old monster!
Meng Yuyue rolled her eyes. He used herself to hit Meng Yang and told Meng Yang not to be proud. She wanted to crush Meng Yang's back and crush his self-confidence!
The old monster is right.
Use it to calm her anger and let her continue to live in peace.
But he also knows Meng Yang's value.
He would not really let Meng Yang down to the Nine-Tailed Sect, so with those words just now, he instantly changed Meng Yang's 'defeated' posture into a 'righteous' posture!
The disciples of the Nine-Tailed Sect were ashamed by what he said.
Meng Yang regained his confidence and reshaped his spine.
OK!
Good things are really good means!
Meng Yuyue sneered.
But now she has done everything she can.
She was still in chains.
No problem.
Old monster, Nine-Tailed Sect, our time is still long, and my Nian Nian is still young.
We... we can count on what we have!
Time passed little by little.
Every time Meng Yang kowtows, these disciples who looked disdainful just now feel more guilty in their hearts.
The ancestors were right.
They are so incompetent.
Why can't even Yin Nian solve it?
The loose Nine-Tails Sect, in the oppressive and airless environment of the secret room, gradually seemed to be twisted into a rope out of shame and unwillingness.
Meng Yuyue cursed in her heart: "Why don't you die, old guy?"
Meng Yang finally finished kowtowing.
He stood up unsteadily, and the disciples around him immediately came to help him, and their attitude was even more attentive than before.
"Senior brother."
"I'm fine." Meng Yang smiled weakly.
"Meng Yang, come in, I have something to tell you." Who would have thought that the ancestor would speak again.
At the same time, a door of light appeared in front of Meng Yang.
Meng Yang suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, comforted the disciples around him with a few words, and stepped in resolutely.
Meng Yuyue was a little anxious in her heart.
What does the old monster want to do?
Doesn't he want to deal with Nian Nian?
He won't take action, right?
Is there anyone in Nian Nian who can handle this old monster?
At this moment, she was in a state of confusion, but her face remained calm.
Mao Yu next to her was still unconscious because she had several tails plucked out.
These 'sinful women' who were detained had to have their tails cut off to 'atone' their sins.
Women who cannot cultivate are the ones who are easy to control. They can only do whatever they are asked to do.
For fish and meat, for pigs and dogs.
there.
Meng Yang came to an extremely bright and dazzling world.
There was only a vague voice in front of him.
"Ancestor." Meng Yang shouted softly.
The ancestor's name was Meng Huang. He was a thin figure with no visible facial features, but his figure was upright and not as old as his voice.
"Yeah." Meng Huang chuckled, "What? Not convinced?"
"I don't dare, I was reckless this time." Meng Yang exhaled softly.
"I will give up on this matter, Yin Nian..."
"Why give up?" Meng Huang chuckled, "Yin Nian, you must die!"
The last three words were said with sonorous force, "I have not seen a junior like her in hundreds of years. A girl who is only twenty years old and has not weaned off her breasts can actually cause such a big thing because of her. I was pulled out of my retreat.”
"How can such a person be allowed to grow up?"
Meng Yang's eyes lit up, "But Meng Yuyue..."
"Even if Meng Yuyue is Yin Nian's biological mother as you think, how does she know that the legs are her biological mother's legs?"
"Change someone's leg, drain the blood essence, and replace it with Meng Yuyue's blood."
"enough."
"If she is Meng Yuyue's descendant, she will naturally feel the aura of her own mother."
"As for Mao Yu... it's up to you. Just don't kill that person."
If Meng Yuyue hadn't almost taken away 80% of the people in one wave, he wouldn't have appeared.
really interesting.
His Xiao Yue'er is indeed the most outstanding among the many disciples he has brought up.
It is said that he is in seclusion, but in fact he is not in seclusion all the time. Occasionally he will take time out to teach the geniuses of the Nine-Tails Sect.
Xiao Yue'er...
Pity.
He thought this and waved his hand at the same time, and a beam of spiritual power directly enveloped Meng Yang.
In an instant, all Meng Yang's wounds healed.
"Go!"
"Go to Yin Nian with your original plan."
"Then...kill her!"
"That little girl must die, otherwise how will the younger generation of our Nine-Tailed Sect grow up?"
Meng Huang's figure gradually disappeared.
Meng Yang regained his strength.
"Ancestor, will you go with me?"
Meng Huang did not answer.
Meng Yang already had the result in his heart.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked out with a cold face.
This time.
He did not touch Meng Yuyue, but came to another death row prisoner.
"Come one by one."
"Yin Nian, you really don't know whether to live or die."
Swing the knife.
The death row prisoner's legs suddenly fell down.
Meng Yuyue's heart skipped a beat.
Why is he?
Meng Yang smiled at her, "Don't worry, I won't touch you."
"But Yin Nian can't run away either."
"It's not your child after all, right? There's no need to feel pity."
"If you die, you will die."
…
Half an hour later.
Meng Yang held two bloody wooden boxes.
With a group of powerful golden spiritual masters and purple spiritual masters.
The momentum is soaring.
"Walk!"
"Into the front line!"
"Kill Yin Nian!"
