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In the phantom light, Jiang Moshu was panting a little and trying to regain his composure.

Zheng Yuqingfeng blinked repeatedly, but finally she remembered something, and a layer of water vapor appeared in her eyes.

She picked up the wine glass and signaled to the two peak masters from a distance. Then she tilted her neck back and drank the wine in one gulp.

Snapped!

The jade cup fell to pieces.

Su Huanrou, who was behind him, thought that she had not served him well, so he was so frightened that he knelt down and placed his hands and forehead on the ground, not daring to move.

Zheng Yuqing paid no attention to it. She just looked at the two peak masters opposite her coldly and spoke like ice and snow:

"Xue Zang Jiang Moshu, who is in favor of it and who is against it?"

Luo Zhi of Yinhua Peak silently raised his jade cup, his expression and posture were as straight as the emperor's moon bestowing milk, and the water was moist.

Just taking a sip, a pair of phoenix eyes burst out with soft waves, and quietly turned to Xie Lijun.

The majestic Master of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak was a bit sluggish in his movements at this time, as if he was under a curse.

The jade cup was at hand, my fingers shook several times, but I still couldn't move it away.

The phantom light in the hall was still reflecting changes, and the cold flames on the wall were beating endlessly, illuminating Xie Lijun's face with uncertainty, and wisps of black smoke were rising from his forehead.

Finally, Xie Lijun grabbed the wine glass, and there was a sound of gnawing and cutting in his palm.

Then he spread his hands, his palms were white and delicate, but the jade cup disappeared.

"Humph!"

The master of Wangui Peak snorted coldly, "Either it is the Sword Transformation Competition thirteen years later, or it is provoking a war between two sects or even several sects. I, Xie Lijun, am afraid of this!"

Seeing Luo Zhi looking here with a half-smile, Xie Lijun slapped his hand on the table and said fiercely:

"Yin Hua Peak can get the Purple Flower Heaven-Building Pill, and I, Wan Gui Peak, are not weak either. The Maple Frost Spiritual Liquid from Ning Shuang Pond is the most nourishing to the soul. Within five years, I will have it delivered."

"Last time, they were tricked by the Xuanhen Sword Sect. The Xu family escaped from the battle again, which made it difficult for the sect to become independent and suffered heavy losses. This time, they used their most proud swordsmanship to kill their talented disciples. Look at the Xuanhen Sword Sect. How can the Henjian Sect have the dignity to claim to be the leader of the righteous path, the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords?" Luo Zhi said coldly, and the Yin Moon Rune on his forehead even lit up.

Zheng Yuqing sneered and said,

“There are always some people who think that staying down and being small is the long-term solution.

I bother!

This time I'm going to make a big fuss!

My golden elixir didn’t come from kneeling down to beg for mercy!”

When Xie Lijun heard this, he couldn't help shaking his body excitedly, and thought to himself,

Yes, yes, you are right,

It's someone who is begging you on their knees to use more of your natural resources and earthly treasures, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Now that there is a secret discussion, the relationship between the three peaks is naturally much closer.

Glancing at Su Huanrou, who was still kneeling on the ground, Luo Zhi gently turned the jade cup, smiled at Zheng Yuqing, and said:

"It's a very important matter. Sanfeng can handle it by himself. My brother and Ye Jun will be guaranteed by me." Xia Yejun is the woman in blue on the bone boat and Luo Zhi's direct disciple.

Xie Lijun was silent for a while and said: "If the king is not secretive, his ministers will lose; if the ministers are not secretive, they will lose their identity; if several things are not secretive, it will cause harm.

Although Peng Ran is not my direct disciple, I will plant the Ghost Oath of Juexin on his behalf when I return, without any possibility of leakage. "

Su Huanrou was lying low at this time, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, waiting fearfully for her sentence.

a maid,

Born into a small Ningzhen family,

My own practice is not very advanced, I have just condensed it.

Jiang Moshu can also be regarded as a chess piece by the golden elixir master.

And as for myself,

Su Huanrou suddenly discovered at this moment,

What a valuable asset it is to be able to choose your own path.

If you can't do that, you must at least be valuable enough to be used.

It's the saddest thing if it doesn't even have any use value.

Just like she is now.

Zheng Yuqing looked at Su Huanrou, who was dressed in red, and was silent for a long time. Many past events came to her mind one by one, and finally she pointed it out.

A ray of white light shot onto Su Huanrou,

In an instant, Su Huanrou's heart burst into intense pain, causing her to roll on the ground.

But she only dared to bite her lips, not daring to make any unnecessary noise. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, and it took a long time before she could get up weakly.

She continued to kneel on the ground and thanked her, "Thank you, Peak Master!"

Zheng Yuqing said calmly to the other two peak masters:

"This girl is the concubine I gave to Jiang Moshu.

With the soul bone chain added, she would never be able to betray and resist Jiang Moshu. "

After the two peak masters left, Zheng Yuqing looked at Su Huanrou and said coldly:

"But you hate me?"

Su Huanrou said quickly:

"Don't dare Huanrou! Peak Master Linghui Zhuzhao will naturally do nothing wrong."

Zheng Yuqing glanced at the deacon whom she once loved as a disciple. The boundless bright wind and moon came back between her eyes, and she said lazily,

"You have known each other before, and you are my gift. Becoming his concubine will not treat you badly.

Jiang Moshu's talent is astonishing. In ten years' time, let alone concubines, even the cauldron won't be able to take your turn. "

With Zheng Yuqing's finger, a dharma message was generated out of thin air.

"Repair the foundation."

After thinking about it, he added, "Don't be rubbish. It's annoying to look at."

With a wave of his hand, the magic message turned into seven, flew out of the White Bone Peak, and flew away through the air.

……

The giant boat of bones.

Each of the three peaks sat in a place on the deck. Xuan Yi Ningzhen controlled the spirit boat and sat on the bow. .

On the left is Junior Sister Yin Huafeng looking at each other tenderly.

On the right is the ghost maid from White Bone Peak, beating her legs and pinching her shoulders.

Peng Ran, who was sitting in the middle, saw Xuan Yi Ningzhen on the bow of the boat looking here again and smiled.

Peng Ran glared back: "Why are you laughing?"

Xuan Yi Ningzhen said slowly: "I think of happy things."

Peng Ran's eyes burned: "What happy thing?"

Xuan Yi Ningzhen chuckled: "We ran for nothing."

Peng Ran looked at the pairs on the left and right, and said viciously: "I reiterate, I am not joking. I will ring the golden bell of the competition when I get back. Luo Yun and I will definitely fall."

When Xuan Yi Ningzhen heard this, he smiled again.

Peng Ran was stunned for a moment, and then he got angry: "You bully others too much, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Xuan Yi Ningzhen said seriously, "I'm just happy to think that Jiang Moshu doesn't need us to rush over to save him."

Peng Ran was dissatisfied: "You are clearly laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!"

Xuan Yi said calmly: "Junior brother Peng, you may not know something.

Our nine great white bone magical powers at White Bone Peak, the White Bone Demon God Armor will cause all the muscles and membranes to ossify.

No matter how funny it is, monks who practice this magical power cannot actually laugh, unless their mind, energy and blood occasionally lose control.

I have cultivated this magical power to the level of Dacheng. "

Xuan Yi Ningzhen endured it very hard, but persisted:

"It's better to do this, Junior Brother Peng,

Please be patient for a while.

I can control the giant boat of bones and fly directly to the battle platform.

When we get to the Admiralty, I will call you as soon as possible. "

Peng Ran suddenly coughed twice: "Well, we can actually go back to White Bone Peak first. Junior Brother Jiang Gangyuan is still recovering. What if the curse has any consequences?"

The corners of Xuan Yi Ningzhen's lips raised again: "Junior Brother Peng, do you have anything else to add about Junior Brother Jiang's ghost formation?"

Peng Ran: "..."