"Grandpa, your grandson can protect you!" Kong Yanwen had tears in his eyes. However, even he knew how desolate the words he said were.
Grandpa has already reached the position of Immortal Lord. How can he protect him as a cultivator who has not even reached the level of an Immortal Lord?
Kong Guandao pressed his shoulder, "Yan'er, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to save them, but he wants to stand at the top to save them!"
"After three hundred years, grandpa finally understands. I have done everything for the people of the world, and everyone in the world will fail me!"
"In that case, why don't grandpa take this scattered world into his pocket! Only by holding their destiny in their own hands will they be grateful!"
Different from the warm and secret words here, there is silence in the secret room of Paradise Hall!
He Xinyan knelt respectfully in front of the blue-robed man, "I wonder why the Lord is upset?"
As soon as she entered the secret room, she was forced to kneel on the ground by the messenger of the man in blue.
She knelt for two full hours and waited until the Lord arrived before she ended the punishment.
But now the pressure unleashed by the Lord made her know that there must be something wrong on her side that made him so angry.
"He Xinyan, is there no one in Langhuan Palace?" The man in blue robe tapped his fingertips on the table, and said in a regular rhythm, "If there are no useful people, turn them all into corpse demons, and use a heavy move Batch!"
He Xinyan's head that had just been raised was slammed to the ground by an invisible force.
Feeling the pain coming from her forehead, He Xinyan swallowed her saliva and asked, "Master, can you tell me clearly?"
Cultivating people cannot be done overnight, and He Xinyan was not willing to replace the ones she was used to.
"Your disciples are so stupid that they don't even know that the person they arrested has been transferred!"
"I have good intentions to finish this off, but I didn't expect this idiot to actually bribe the killer of the Killing Hall to arouse the enemy!"
"Hmph! Palace Master He, you really have a good disciple!"
Thick cold sweat broke out on He Xinyan's back!
"My lord, please calm down. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"
After the man in blue robe and the envoy left, He Xinyan returned to the Paradise Hall and found a deep hole in her forehead!
A trace of imperceptible resentment flashed in his eyes!
Half a month later, Lan Qing'e was escorted by the disciples of Langhuan Palace and whipped fifty times before being taken to the Paradise Hall.
Lan Qing'e was thrown into the hall like trash.
"Why, you have the guts to spend money to kill people, but why don't you have the guts to face this palace master!" He Xinyan stretched a nine-phoenix on her forehead and stretched out her hand to carefully observe the slender nails.
The scar on her forehead had already scabbed over, but the Jiu Feng wiping her forehead won her heart so much that she still tied it up.
"Palace Master, have mercy on me! Palace Master, have mercy on me! This disciple just wants to recover some losses!" Lan Qing'e was shaking like chaff.
"Then have you saved it? You idiot!" He Xinyan slammed the porcelain cup in her hand at Lan Qing'e.
The porcelain cup hit Lan Qing'e's bloody back, and all the water in the cup poured onto her back, causing her to twitch violently and let out a cry of pain.
"Ah! Palace Master, have mercy on me! Palace Master, have mercy on me! Ah!" Sweat beads on Lan Qing'e's forehead rolled down thickly.
He Xinyan raised her hand and all the women in the hall retreated.
She straightened her clothes and looked at the embarrassed Lan Qing'e with stern eyes, "Tell me about everything that happened to you in Luohao City. Maybe, this palace master will let you go!"
Lan Qing'e felt happy when she heard the last sentence!
In her intermittent and tragic narration, He Xinyan heard the appearance of the man in blue robe.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, no wonder he would say something to sweep things off his feet!
However, since he already knew that Lan Qing'e hired assassins to kill people, why didn't he kill her himself?
"You said that after the man in blue robe recited a sentence, the person in his hand turned into a black shadow and a talisman? In the end, he grabbed the black shadow with his bare hands?"
"Presumptuous!" He Xinyan slammed the table, "How can the shadow be caught!"
"Palace, Palace Master! Brother, my disciple's feelings towards Langhuan Palace can be seen from the sun and the moon! Brother, everything my disciple said is the truth, absolutely no lies!" Lan Qing'e raised her head high, hoping to Let the palace owner see her sincere and loyal eyes.
He Xinyan walked slowly to her side, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Then, take your loyalty and go to hell!"
A sharp blood mark appeared on Lan Qing'e's neck, and she fell to the ground slumped without even letting out a cry of pain.
He Xinyan patted Lan Qing'e's face with the blood-stained dagger, and whispered into her tarnished eyes, "You have to blame it, and you have to blame yourself for being stupid! You provoked people you shouldn't have provoked!"
He Xinyan stared at the iron-cut dagger in her hand and murmured, "Who are you?"
After wiping the dagger back and forth on Lan Qing'e's clothes, she called someone in to clean up the mess.
Then, Langhuan Palace received a new group of disciples after that.
Then, a large number of old disciples suddenly received disbandment notices.
The notice only told them that because their learning ability was too low, the path of martial arts was not suitable for them, and asked them to leave Langhuan Palace immediately!
Because the news came suddenly, those disciples had no time or opportunity to inform their families, so they had to leave Langhuan Palace first.
However, the disciples who were returned to their place of origin disappeared inexplicably not long after leaving Langhuan Palace.
This incident did not cause any ripples on the Cangshang Continent.
Returning to the Zhuwu Hall, Ye Xiaoxiao came to the Medicine Department with a depressed look on her face.
"Senior Brother Cai, is Uncle Yao here?"
Cai Mingshun, who was spreading medicinal materials, turned around when he heard the words, "Ah! Junior Sister Ye! What's wrong with you?"
Ye Xiaoxiao's lips were white, her face was sallow, and her eyes were covered with thick dark circles.
"Senior Brother Cai, is Uncle Yao here?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked again in a feeble voice.
"Oh, Uncle Yao is in seclusion!"
It was no wonder that Cai Mingshun was distracted, it was because Ye Xiaoxiao was the little princess of the City Lord's Palace and the "group favorite" of the Zhuwu Palace. He had never seen her look so depressed!
"Ah~ That's it~" Ye Xiaoxiao was extremely disappointed.
"Junior sister Ye, if you don't mind, senior brother can show you." Cai Mingshun said.
In his eyes, Ye Xiaoxiao is just an arrogant young lady who has not grown up, but her heart is not bad.
"this……"
"Cai Mingshun, why do you have to stick to your cold butt!" A charming and cold voice came from behind, "This is our little princess of Luohaocheng! You are not qualified to see it!"
"you!"
After Ye Xiaoxiao shouted one word, she gritted her teeth and held back the words she was about to say.
Gu Qianqian is the granddaughter of Elder Doubu Gu, and she is the person Ye Xiaoxiao has to be patient with even when she meets him.
However, the two of them had nothing dirty before, and they were fairly familiar with each other.
However, not long ago, after Gu Qianqian had been hiding behind closed doors for a while, he came out and met her. His nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes!
She didn't even know where she was offended!
