Upon hearing this, Yun Li's brows twitched fiercely and glared at Song Qingshan without saying a word, "My disciple will be worry-free forever, and I will live a long life."

Song Qingshan smiled faintly and looked up at the black clouds scattered thousands of miles away.

But the girl's voice came from his ears: "Don't worry, as a disciple of Shenxuan, I still have the obligation to send the president to the future. Naturally, I must live well."

Under Song Qingshan's gray eyes, there was a sharpness like a falcon.

"I'll wait for that day."

After a long time, Song Qingshan said with a smile: "Three Elder, you have really accepted a great disciple, which makes me a little envious."

Yun Li sneered, but she was guarding against Song Qingshan like a wolf, with an impatient look on her face.

Song Qingshan was quite tactful and knew what he knew and left Han Yuefeng who didn't like.

Chu Yue stood still, looking into the distance from the peaks and gazes, and his eyes fell on the magnificent Martial Arts Palace.

"Little Chu, what's wrong?" Yun Li noticed something was wrong with the girl.

"The convicted and punished prisoner shouldn't be locked in the Shenxuan Tian Prison? Why was he locked in the Martial Arts Palace?" Chu Yue asked in confusion.

When she asked Yu Siming, she quietly left a ray of Shennong's breath, and the final locked position was not the prison, but the martial arts palace!

But the Martial Arts Palace is a place used by Shenxuan’s disciples to practice martial arts, and there is no place to detain Yu Siming.

Suddenly, Chu Yue's eyes suddenly shrank, and she murmured in a low voice: "The ninth floor of Martial Arts Palace, Shura Palace!"

The Shura Palace has always been a forbidden area for Shenxuan Academy. Except for the top senior management of the academy, no one knows the secret of the Shura Palace.

Yun Li frowned and said, "The elders and deans of Shenxuan must not interfere in the matter in Shura Palace. They are the twelve elders of the Judgment Sect and Shenxuan, and the heads of the sects. I have only heard of the master that there are countless sins in Shura Palace, and they want to seal the sin."

"I have an impression of this Yu Siming."

Leng Qingshuang said: "A few years ago, he was still the top star list and accidentally entered a bad land. He was discovered by the guards and wanted to steal the bad landmark."

"It's the one that wrote your name back then!"

Yun Li suddenly remembered and hurriedly said, "It turns out that your name is the same as others on the bad record. It is him injecting his blood into it and turning it into a bright red color, which makes your reputation even bigger."

"At that time, I was still thinking about what a grudge you have left Shenxuan, and you have not let you go." Leng Qingshuang curled her lips.

Chu Yue: "..." It turns out that the monster of bad deeds was written by Yu Siming.

"Who is the current top star-killing list?" Chu Yue's expression slightly constrained.

"Nangong Chu, Yu Siming's only friend, was once a general, but within half a month after Yu Siming's fall, he directly became the first in the Star-killing List from 100,000 disciples."

When talking about Nangong Chushi, Leng Qingshuang had a solemn face and deep fear in her eyes: "This person should not be underestimated. Tu Weiwei is with him, so be careful."

Chu Yue touched her chin, half-squinted her long and narrow eyes, and ripples of interest appeared.

Chu Yue looked at Leng Qingshuang's beautiful side face and asked, "Senior Sister Leng, it will be very dangerous to follow me."

"The more dangerous it is, the more interesting it is, isn't it? Junior sister." Leng Qingshuang wrapped her hands around her chest and raised her slender eyebrows.

She understood that Chu Yue gave her the opportunity to draw a clear line and stay away from disputes.

But how could the daughter of the Leng Mansion in the North have a proud and unyielding will, and how could she be afraid of the bumps in the future?

Chu Yue smiled slightly, turned around and heard Leng Qingshuang's voice again: "Although our people in the northern border are not at the peak of the mainland, if they choose one person, they will be a lifetime."

The girl with her back facing Leng Qingfrost was smiling strongly, as bright as the bright moon.

She then walked forward without stopping, but in the gray fog, she raised her hand and waved it lightly.

Lazy and casual.
Chapter completed!