Master is unreliable

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and a disciple of Ming Guangzong said coldly: "Master, it's better to think clearly about such a big matter before answering."

Si Mingjue smiled, very calmly: "That's natural."

Seeing Si Mingjue's leisurely look, the man said again: "I think I need to ask Master Duan about this matter. I don't know where Master Duan is now? Were you delayed on the way?"

"The landlord happened to have something to do today, and he couldn't get away for a while, so he asked me to come."

Si Mingjue looked around at everyone in the hall, "Si Mou has obtained the landlord's permission before coming here, and I can decide everything about today's mirage."

The man sneered and said, "Heh, it seems that Louzhu Duan has quite a lot of trust in Mr. Si."

Si Mingjue bent his lips and smiled, put the folding fan aside, picked up the tea on the table to drink.

The man suddenly changed his face, pointed at Siming Jue and asked sharply, "Mr. Duan is really magnificent. It is clearly written on the invitation that Mr. Duan is here to discuss matters today, but you only send a little master." To come here and do such a thing is not to take the two immortals seriously!"

Si Mingjue drank his tea slowly, without even giving that person a look, as if he didn't exist at all.

Seeing that the man had been disgraced in front of Yunhan and Bilingxianjun, his expression became even uglier. With a movement of his arm, he shot straight at Simingjue with a burst of vigor.

Sister Xin'er wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Si Mingjue.

Si Mingjue put the teacup on the table, then slowly picked up the folding fan, only to hear a "swish", at the same time as the folding fan unfolded, the energy suddenly changed direction, and shot back, the person who made the move held his arm cried out in pain.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw bright red blood overflowing from between the man's fingers.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous, how dare you hurt people in front of the two immortals!"

Seeing this, the other Mingguangzong disciples in the hall were furious and drew their swords one after another. The two sisters, Xiner and Sister Xin, were not to be outdone, and immediately stood in front of Si Mingjue.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense in an instant. Si Mingjue waved the fan in his hand, but there was no timidity on his face. His eyes slowly scanned the people present, and said with a sneer, "This is Ming Guangzong's way of hospitality? It really opened someone's eyes."

Si Mingjue's temper has always been very good, he is always joking and joking all day long, he doesn't look serious, he doesn't seem to have any intimidating power, but after all, he was the owner of Mirage and has been in a high position for many years. His majesty came out.

When those members of Ming Guangzong swept over Si Mingjue's gaze, for some reason, there was a sense of fear in their hearts.

The two sides were confronting each other like this, and Yun Han suddenly said: "The chief is my honored guest of Immortal Bi Ling and I, how can you be so rude, why don't you step back quickly."

After Yun Han had spoken, those people put their weapons back, and the provocative man held his wound and glared at Si Mingjue unwillingly.

Yan Lin said: "Zhang Jin, hurry up and apologize to the chief."

"Sect Master, I..." Zhang Jin was full of reluctance, but seeing Yan Lin's stern face, he finally apologized to Si Mingjue.

"That's right." Bi Lingxian smiled and acted as a peacemaker, "It's good for everyone to be peaceful together."

Simingjue was noncommittal, he got up from his seat, rushed towards Yunhan, Bi Lingxian said: "I already know what the two immortals mean, but the mirage has been independent of any forces since its establishment, and I think it will be the same in the future. Yes. Farewell."

Unexpectedly, Yun Han would say his refusal so directly, everyone in the hall was stunned, and a cold look flashed in Yun Han's eyes.

Lord Bi Lingxian said: "Master, please stay."

Simingjue stopped walking, "I don't know what advice Immortal Bi Ling has."

"I can't talk about advice, Master Si." Bi Lingxian Jun suddenly changed his title.

Simingjue raised his eyebrows slightly, "Xianjun, that's not the right name for you."

Bi Lingxian smiled slightly, "Master Si, it is rumored that Mirage's spies are slightly better than Ming Guangzong. I think Master Si has already noticed the strangeness of the Mirage arena competition some time ago. If it weren't for this, you would not have left any future hand."

"Follower." Si Mingjue seemed to find it very interesting, and repeated these two words in a low voice.

Bi Lingxian Jundao: "The landlord of that period is your backer. Now everyone thinks that he took over the mirage, but it is not the case. The real power of the mirage is still you."

Si Mingjue couldn't see any flaws on his face, but he smiled in his heart.In the eyes of those who don't know, what Bi Lingxian said is indeed reasonable, but the fact is that he was killed by surprise.

It might be embarrassing to say this, but the idle and easy life of thousands of years has already smoothed his sensitivity.

He never thought that after the demons were expelled for thousands of years, someone would dare to make a mirage.

Si Mingjue smiled wryly in his heart, if that person hadn't tried his best, he wouldn't have spent a thousand years of leisure and leisure, so what he owed Duan Li wasn't just for his kindness.

Bi Lingxian continued: "Lord Si, you are a smart person. I think you have already realized that the human world is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. The demons are hiding in the dark. Although you don't know what their purpose is, But the mirage is indeed being targeted. You can successfully escape once, but there is no guarantee that there will be a next time, so why not join us for a win-win cooperation?"

Siming Jue smiled and clapped his palms: "Xianjun's thinking is really unconstrained, I think I can open a new storytelling column in Mirage, and I will invite Xianjun..."

These people of Ming Guangzong respected the immortals of Guanlan Xianzhou very much, how could they tolerate Si Mingjue's rudeness, and immediately became angry, "Presumptuous!"

"Hey." Immortal Bi Ling stopped the group of angry disciples, and faced Si Mingjue with a good temper, "Could it be that I'm not right?"

"It's just that my skills are not as good as others." Siming Jue shrugged, "The ability of the landlord Duan is indeed superior to mine, I am willing to admit defeat. As for the demons you mentioned, Xianjun, don't be sensational. I've never heard anything like this before."

Si Mingjue still wanted to leave, but saw a large group of people pouring in from outside the hall, and surrounded him tightly.

Si Mingjue turned his head and said coldly: "I don't know what the two immortals mean by this?"

Yun Han said indifferently: "The boss is exhausted from traveling and traveling. He must be tired and not clear-headed. It's better to stay here for a while, and discuss it after the owner Duan arrives here."

Ming Guangzong was on the front line against the demons. In the eyes of these people, everything Yun Han did was for the sake of the human world.

But Simingjue knew very well in his heart that Yun Han was determined to see Chu Lan, and he was determined to keep the mirage in his pocket.

"It seems that Dijun's decision is really correct. Fortunately, Chu Lan didn't come."

While thinking this way, Si Mingjue flexed his wrist, and said with a smile, "Okay, today let me see how strong this Ming Guangzong is."

Following Si Mingjue's words, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped to freezing point.

A look of worry flashed in Bi Lingxianjun's eyes, and at this moment, a disciple suddenly shouted and asked: "Who has trespassed on the mountain, please name it—uh!"

Before everyone in the hall reacted, a gust of fierce wind hit, and all the Ming Guangzong disciples who were blocking the front of the hall were swept away.

The fierce wind continued unabated, and it went straight towards Yun Han in the hall. Yun Han narrowed his eyes, and before he could make a move, Yan Lin blocked the strong wind.

Yan Lin said coldly: "Who is here, why don't you show up quickly!"

Amidst the groans/groans and cries of pain that filled the hall, a figure appeared in front of the hall door, with a mask covering his face and a long body standing tall.

Seeing someone coming, Si Mingjue frowned immediately.Why is Chu Lan here?What about Dijun people?