Article 804

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The girl was still in the limelight: "We are all discussing things here, everyone expresses their thoughts and talks about guesses, that's not wrong."

Xue Meng's tone was full of sparks: "I want to tell a story and go home. There is no place for your girl to talk in Shu!"

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The little girl was stunned for a moment, but her eyes filled with tears in an instant, she turned her head and choked at the senior elder brothers and uncles of Jiang Dongtang behind her, "He, he is unreasonable—he scolds me... woo woo woo woo, I Why don't you just say something, why is he so fierce..."

Jiang Xi: "..."

Mingyuelou: "..."

Elder Xuanjing: "..."

Someone present whispered, "Jiangdong Hall is over."

"Who is this little girl? It's not as good as Huáng Xiaoyue..."

Mei Hanxue was also in the crowd. He touched his nose when he heard the words, and smiled: "That can't be said, it's better than Huáng Xiaoyue. The little girl at least looks good."

As soon as this girl cried, Jiang Dongtang immediately had her senior brother anxious. A white-faced scholar-like figure first wiped her face with a handkerchief, then turned his head and said coldly to Xue Meng: "It's true that this is not the apprentice of Chu Zongshi, the cousin of Mo Zongshi."

Now that Chu nightning and Mo Ran are like the inverse scales of the dragon for Xue Meng, where can I mention it?

Xue Meng narrowed his eyes dangerously.

That guy Piansheng didn't know yet, so he touched his lips and said sarcastically, "You are a criminal, brother of the devil, where do you have such a majestic face?"

Before he finished speaking, Longcheng Guanghan suddenly pointed at the man's neck! All four were silent.

The man didn't expect that Xue Meng would actually do it directly, across the cold light shining blade, but seeing Xue Meng's eyes were extremely cold and his reason was hard to keep, he couldn't help but his face was even whiter, but he didn't dare to say anything when he opened his mouth.

"Yeah, I am majestic. Can't I be majestic?"

Xue Meng stabbed the man's neck with the tip of the knife. His hands were shaking with anger, and the strength was uncontrollable. He had pierced the man's skin and saw blood.

"It's you, what are you. You are also worthy of death and life, and you are rude to me?"

Xue Zhengyi saw Xue Meng bào, but calmed down a little, he said solemnly: "Meng'er, sit down."

Xue Meng turned back quickly: "Do I have to let them say?!"

Xue Zhengyi: "..."

Xue Meng moved his eyes away from his father, and looked at everyone who dared to look at him whispering, his chest heaving, he opened his mouth, even if he tried to maintain his composure, there was still a voice in his voice. A shiver of anger.

"It's so ridiculous. After so many years, the top of life and death has not done injustice, and the disciples and disciples are running around - for what? Fame and fortune? Money? Forbidden art?"

The dragon city hangs high, and the snow is shining.

"Every immortal, righteous person, hero, head." One word, the words broke, and the face of everyone was broken, Xue Meng red eyes, "I'll ask you..."

"Twenty years ago, when Wuchang Town was about to become a ghost town, where were you?"

"Fifteen years ago, when the sky in the middle of Shu was split, and there were ten rooms and nine empty spaces, where were you?"

"Three years ago, the enchantment of Caidie Town was damaged again, ghosts were rampant, and the hungry people were displaced. Where are you?"

There was a slight glint in his eyes, but his voice was stubborn and cold.

"In the past few years, how many times has the lower world begged you for help, begging for your mercy and help, is it useful? How much did the Confucianism Sect have to pay to get rid of the demons before they were willing to shoot? Please move all the great Buddhas."

Everyone was a little embarrassed by what they said, some people were really bowing their heads to reflect, but some people slammed for a while, trying to take all the sewage to a sect of Confucianism: "Yes, Confucianism was really dark, but that has nothing to do with us. I sent demons to exorcise demons, and the money I asked for was only a few hundred silver, so Master Xue cannot overturn a boatload of people with one stick."

"Oh. A few hundred silver." Xue Meng sneered suddenly, "Daoist, have you been to the townships in Shu?"

"..."

"You go to see the borders of southern Shu, you go to the ghost town of Fengdu, go to the foot of Emei, and you see how those people live, and then you come back and tell me that you're only charged a few hundred dollars."

Master Xuanjing sighed, "Young Master Xue, Lao Na knows your pain."

After a pause, the conversation changed.

"However, no matter what, there is indeed a case of disciples practicing forbidden techniques at the top of life and death. And there are elders who deliberately cover up, block the Tianyin Pavilion law field, and even kill eleven cultivators in Tianyin Pavilion in order to get out of trouble. Just these two cases Sin, the pinnacle of life and death is also to blame."

Xue Meng's anger became more and more intense, like a black cloud covering his brows: "Master, Tianyin Pavilion made a lot of ruthless hands at that time, and you have seen it. They want my master and ink burning! My master If you don’t leave, do you still have to sit in the same place and wait to die?!”

He has a violent temper, and these words blurted out, but immediately seized the opportunity for others.

"Huh? According to the meaning of this, Master Xue actually thought that Chu nightning and Mo Ran did the right thing?"

"There are so many reasons for killing people, and it really is that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked."

"Such a concept of right and wrong is disgusting. I think this peak of life and death really can't be kept anymore."

Hearing the last sentence, Xue Zhengyi was also surging with blood, and the pain in the injury was even more severe. He clenched his ten fingers secretly, endured the pain, and then stared at the person who was talking, his face became extremely gloomy: "This Immortal Chief is probably talking about

laugh. "

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