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call out!
The space split open, and a woman in white walked out from it.
The woman looks ordinary, with a simple bun on her head.

She is of medium stature and has an ordinary temperament, but the breath she exudes is exceptionally powerful.

saint!

At this time, the woman's face was covered with frost, and the veins on her forehead continued to protrude.

The moment she appeared, the woman in white reached out and patted Su Fengqing's palm away.

Bang!
The majesty of the saint permeated Su Fengqing's eyes slightly.

After a backflip and a smooth landing on the ground, the Qi sank to the dantian, gradually calming down the turbulent Qi and blood.

"Yun Lan?"

Su Fengqing squinted her eyes, and the spiritual power in her body was quietly circulating.

"Yun Lan, the lord of Feiyun Sect, has met Su Shengshi."

After a slight nod, Yun Lan's figure flashed, and she appeared next to Nalan Ranran in an instant.

Looking at the blue bruises and red bloodstains under the delicate body of the disciple,
Especially because of the excessive pressure, the body lost control, and the foul smell of turbid liquid and stench spread from the lower body.

Unable to bear to see her apprentice's miserable condition, Yun Lan sighed.

"Of course, are you okay?"

"Hold on!"

As she spoke, Yun Lan supported Nalan Ranran, who was already frightened into incontinence, and channeled spiritual power into him to calm down her blood.

After a while, Nalan took a deep breath and immediately came back to his senses.

"Whoa, whoa—"

"Master, master, save me—"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Nalan burst into tears, and threw herself into Yun Lan's arms, sobbing continuously.

"Not afraid, not afraid."

"Master will protect you," Yun Lan comforted softly,
It's just that in the eyes, there is an imperceptible light.

Nalan Ranran is naturally charming, and her allure to men is extremely great!

In order to send Nalan Ranran to Yu Wumian's side and connect the two sects, Yun Lan paid a huge price.

"You can't die"

"If you are dead, how can you get on line with the strong men of Shenxiaomen as a teacher?"

Rubbing Nalan Ranran's head, Yun Lan muttered in her heart.

After comforting for a moment, Yun Lan looked at Su Fengqing and said:
"Su Shengshi, of course, didn't make any big mistakes, why don't we just let her go?"

"I promise you that today's offense will not happen again in the future."

On the side, Yu Wumian had deep eyes, and sat quietly on the chair without saying a word.

He was really curious about how Su Fengqing would deal with the current situation.

Nalan Ranran, hehe, it’s just a plaything, a vent,

To die is to die, nothing matters.

But Shenxiaomen and Feiyunzong are not so easy to offend.

"This seat?"

Hearing this address, Su Fengqing smiled and shook her head, and said with a smile:
"Sect Master Yun, it's none of your business here."

"you can go now."

Said, Su Fengqing waved his hand.

With an arrogant look, he completely ignored the saint.

"This guy seems to be very confident."

Seeing Su Fengqing so calm, the corners of Yu Wumian's eyes twitched slightly.

That's a saint!

Even if you are a holy envoy and have a high position and authority, you are still in the realm of transforming gods.

In front of a saint, the state of transformation into a god is no different from an ant!

Suddenly, when the conversation changed, Su Fengqing said slightly gloomyly:

"Nalan insulted the believers of the holy religion and disrespected the holy envoy."

"I will kill this woman today!"

boom!
Murderous aura burst out from the body, rendering the private room full of extravagant and ambiguous atmosphere bloody.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Nalan Ranran was frightened and cried, begging:

"Master, save me, save me!"

"Of course, don't be afraid." Yun Lan comforted in a soft voice.

But his eyes suddenly darkened.

She respectfully called the other party "Holy Envoy", which is because of the great career of the Moon Patriarch,

Otherwise, a mere cultivator in the realm of transforming gods,

Count a p?

Ignoring those strange gazes, Su Fengqing walked towards Nalan on her own,

The violent breath in the eyes is not concealed.

The latter's body softened, trembling continuously, and unexpectedly sprayed out some turbid things again.

Soon, the whole box was filled with a foul smell.
"Hey, with such a big brother, what else am I not satisfied with?"

Seeing the tense atmosphere in the rear, Lin Yan sighed.

He never thought that a stranger could do this for him.

"In the future, if you succeed in cultivation, you must repay Brother Su!"

Lin Yan pursed his lips tightly and nodded heavily.

Putting his father gently on the ground, Lin Yan walked up quickly, grabbed a corner of Su Fengqing's shirt,
Anxiety said:
"Brother Su, why don't you let this matter go?"

"Little brother, thank you for your help, let's go back."

With a slightly bent waist and a soft tone, Lin Yan seemed to treat Su Fengqing as a relative.

"Ok?"

"This silly boy, seems to be very moved?"

Sensing Lin Yan's strange mood swings, Su Fengqing paused, then shook her head and said:
"Don't show any color, any cat or dog dares to provoke the Holy Cult."

As he spoke, he flicked his shoulders, shaking Lin Yan's arm away.

Su Fengqing walked towards Nalan Ranran with firm steps.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"I don't want to die, master save me, master save me..."

"Young Master Yu, save me!"

Nalan, who was shrinking behind Yunlan, kept screaming in fright, looking at Yu Wumian for help.

But what made her feel chilling was that Yu Wumian's face was gloomy and he ignored her.

Bang!
Thunder flickered on the spot, and Su Fengqing teleported out.

"Su Shengshi, don't go too far!"

Yun Lan yelled angrily, her hair and beard raised, and her ordinary face began to look a little hideous.

"You are a holy envoy, you should consider the overall situation of the holy religion!"

call out!
With a flash of light, Su Fengqing had already arrived in front of her.

He stretched out his right hand that was beating with a thunder arc, and grabbed Nalan Ranran.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the thought of killing this little bum, Yun Lan stretched out her jade fingers and blocked Su Fengqing's arm.

Just as he was about to speak, he was taken aback by Su Fengqing's sudden shout.

"Bastard!"

"What do you six do for food?"

"This woman has already attacked the holy envoy, how dare you watch the show in secret?"

Yu Wumian and the others were startled at first, and their faces were puzzled.

And then, there was nothing more frightening.

shhhhh--

The void was rippling, the spiritual power was fluctuating, and the mighty pressure of a saint as vast as the sea swept over.

Six figures whose faces cannot be seen stand side by side,

"Kill this woman for me!" Su Fengqing shouted angrily, with killing intent in her eyes.

Monk Yiqing, who was wearing cassock, suddenly recited a Buddhist name, folded his hands together, and said with sadness in his eyes:
"Sect Master Yunlan, offended."

Immediately, a golden bowl was protruded from his bosom, and the shocked Yun Lan was put into it.

At the same time, the Holy Power of the Six Paths disappeared,
The sound of fighting and Yun Lan's screams could be vaguely heard.

"Humph!"

"All my life, what I can't stand the most is a dirty woman like you!"

A slap smashed half of Nalan Ranran's head, Su Fengqing strode forward, stepped on her chest with her boots, and said coldly:

"Just a woman like you who is willing to be a plaything."

"With all due respect, I despise you!"

Ignoring Nalan Ranran's sharp and spiteful roar, Su Fengqing's right foot shook, and immediately exploded his body from the neck down.

The splashed blood was crushed by the flickering lightning arc when it was only one centimeter away from Su Fengqing.

call out!
The palm was held empty, and Su Fengqing grabbed Nalan Ranran's only half of his head in the palm of his hand.
"Tell me, what is the most important criterion for a woman?"