In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Chapter 697 Don't know what name to choose 32

afternoon

Ah Yi sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, holding a chicken leg in his hand, took a bite, and dipped it in Chen Nianyun's sauce.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not easy, you can be defeated, what is the origin of the other party?"

"I don't know, he didn't even say what his name is." Ah Yi's mouth was full, and while eating, he asked Chen Nianyun vaguely: "How many people are here?"

"Basically everyone who should come has come, right?" Chen Nianyun groped his chin:

"Elder Ming Ru, the old head, me, Tang Yuan, head Song Tianhu, Lao Tan, head Ye Ming, head Pingbai, and your Four Swords Envoys from the Ancient Sword Sect of the Great Wilderness. There are quite a few of them, plus There are many of your daughter-in-law and Ba Songweimeng siblings."

"Is my sister Yu not here?" Ah Yi asked:

Chen Nianyun shook his head: "Xiao Yu'er didn't come. She wanted to come, but Elder Mingru pressed her to let her study hard with Wugou and Shuaishuaiya. It's a good name for everyone to leave. You stay and sit in Sinan. Haha, you didn't see Xiao Yu'er's despairing face at that time, you laughed to death."

Hearing the words, Ah Yi imagined it, and suddenly there was a picture in his mind, gnawing on the chicken leg and clucking and laughing. After the music, he sighed:

"That dangmao ran really fast, and his methods were very weird, and he and Brother Lu seemed to have a feud, and he ran away immediately after hearing Sinan's name."

"Don't worry, Elder Mingru is leading everyone to look for him, and he seems to be asking questions at the moment."

At the same time, the Elephant God Continent shocked the world, Biyuan Island

Under the sun, Li Mingru looked at the coconut tree blackened by the flames with his hands behind his back, with deep solemnity in his eyes.

Behind this coconut tree is the entire Zongmen that was burnt to charcoal!

"Daoist Jinghong, that person killed your entire clan, but why are you fine?"

Behind Li Mingru, an old Taoist with a kind face said dejectedly:

"Pindao didn't know. At that time, that person suddenly appeared and burned our sect with absolute means. Pindao wanted to resist, but he was not an opponent. In the end, he had no choice but to watch him leave."

After finishing speaking, the elderly Taoist priest knelt on the ground with a "plop" and burst into tears: "The poor Taoist is incompetent, failed to protect the disciples, the poor Taoist...is not worthy of being a heavenly man!"

Seeing the remorseful old Taoist priest, the people around sighed, and Ye Qingluan's eyes turned red emotionally, and he handed him a watermelon.

At this moment, everyone on the beach on the island was pitying what happened to him, but Li Mingru, who had his back turned to him, spoke again, asking in a calm voice that could not be seen from joy or anger:

"Daoist Jinghong, this person has strange means and his identity is unknown. Did he... really not do anything to you?"

Hearing this question, the face of the old Taoist kneeling on the ground changed slightly, then he knelt down on the ground and shook his head in grief, and said in a hoarse cry:

"Brother Mingru, he stole my most precious Fengyun Haotian Mirror. At that time, the poor Taoist refused to give it to me, so he immediately slaughtered my entire clan by means!"

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist was distraught, lay down on the ground and beat the ground in hatred:

"If I had known that he was so powerful, I should have given it to him at that time! I am sorry for the disciples and grandchildren! I am guilty of the crime!!!"

The old man was crying in the dark, and the people around him were also infected, and they all comforted the old man.

Even Li Mingru, who had his back turned to him, nodded, sighed "um", then turned around, squatted in front of the old Taoist, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

Seeing Li Mingru comforting himself, Daoist Jinghong was deeply moved immediately, and raised his head with tears on his face, but just as he was about to say thank you to Li Mingru, Li Mingru suddenly said:

"Since Daoist Jinghong's treasure has been taken away, would Daoist Jinghong let me have a look at your ring? Don't get me wrong, I just want to confirm it."

As soon as these words came out, the old Taoist priest's grief-stricken face froze instantly.

He looked at Li Mingru, who was expressionless in front of him, with a "distressed" expression on his face, and squeezed the ring on his index finger without leaving any trace:

"Ming, brother Mingru, isn't this bad? Accepting the precepts is my privacy, and now I have lost all my disciples, so I really don't have the mood."

"That's right, Junior Brother, Daoist Jinghong is miserable enough, let's not say goodbye." Ye Qingluan, who was on the side, had just opened his mouth halfway, when he realized that Li Mingru had glanced at him indistinctly, and immediately closed his mouth.

In the arena, all the powerhouses in Sinan also realized Li Mingru's meaning, and Song Tianhu of Kunlun embraced his thick arms and said:

"Jinghong, please don't get me wrong, one of our fellow daoists was seriously injured by that mysterious person, and countless people in your sect died tragically. Their lives are at stake. It is really helpless for Senior Li to want to check your vows."

"Yes, Daoist Jinghong, please show us." Basong Weimeng, who was wearing a red dress with a sexy and charming figure and a beautiful face, also gently persuaded:

"I know that the Fengyun Haotian Mirror is the treasure of your sect, but don't worry, our Demon God Sect and Fengyun Dao have always been on good terms, everyone is from the Elephant God Continent, and the friends from the Sinan Continent are righteous people, so it won't be true. Taking advantage of the fire to rob."

"Yeah, our Sinan is very rich, and we don't need your things. The matter is very important. Jinghong, you can show it to everyone. If you are really afraid that we will harm you, we can swear with Dao heart!"

In the arena, a group of celestial beings persuaded each other one by one, and Jinghong's face began to become more and more ugly. Seeing that everyone was persuading him more and more vigorously, he suddenly glared and got up from the ground violently. , looking at everyone angrily!

"What do you guys mean, Simon!"

With a roar, the persuasive voices in the audience stopped abruptly. Everyone stared at Jinghong in a daze, as if they didn't expect him to react so strongly.

At this moment, the furious Daoist Jinghong gritted his teeth and said to everyone:

"There are tens of thousands of disciples in my sect, and now all of them are killed by that mysterious man, with tens of thousands of lives. Don't you think I will protect him! Are you here to help or to deceive me? !"

After finishing speaking, he pushed away Basong Weimeng and Ouyang Ruixue in front of him, and was about to leave with big strides, but just after two steps, Song Tianhu in the crowd suddenly took a step and stopped him, as if Like a hill, holding Kong Wu's strong arms, looking down at him.

Daoist Jinghong froze when he saw this huge obstacle, and beads of sweat began to roll from his forehead.

Beside Song Tianhu, Tang Yuan carefully put away the booger on his fingertips, then smirked and said:

"Senior, it is precisely because tens of thousands of human lives are at stake, so you should open the ring, or you will not be able to leave today."

After the words were spoken, Jinghong took two steps back immediately, and at the same time his whole body was trembling with anger, and the more he was like this, the more everyone present felt that he was a ghost.

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