"Tielong, shut up!"

Inside the fairy shuttle, a purple figure walked out in a vague way, but the sound was extremely cold.

When Tie Long saw that he had forced Ling Qingyan out, he immediately smiled embarrassedly.

"Master Wuya!"

Ling Qingyan looked at Meng Wuya in front of him and couldn't help but bow slightly.

Meng Wuya was all focused on Xiao Hei before, but after Ling Qingyan came out, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He naturally couldn't sense the movements of the young man in the purple robe in front of him. Only he knew what this meant.

"you……"

Meng Wuya looked at Ling Qingyan and frowned slightly.

Meng Wuya still had a little impression of Ling Qingyan, but for a moment I couldn't think of where I had seen Ling Qingyan.

"Master!"

However, at this moment, Xiao Lun, who came back in a distant place, stood behind Meng Wuya, pointed at Ling Qingyan and the others, "It was them who killed Cha He's junior brother!"

In a word, a big rock almost fell on the waveless water surface of the ancient well.

Meng Wuya's face suddenly changed drastically, and waves of air began to spread out around him...

Anyone from Wuya Sect knows that the leader of Wuya Sect, Meng Wuya, is extremely protective of her shortcomings. Now that she hears the words of her eldest disciple, Meng Wuya is really angry, and a cold voice sounds directly, "What you said is true?"

"Everything is true. Twenty years ago, it was this man who killed junior brother Cha He!"

Xiao Lun pointed directly at Ling Qingyan.

Looking at Xiao Lun's ferocious face at this moment, Ling Qingyan smiled, "Have you finished talking?"

"Boy, you dare to be arrogant in front of my master," Xiao Lun shouted softly, and the sword light flashed in his hand and instantly flew out.

In Xiao Lun's opinion, Xiao Hei was perverted. The young man in purple robe in front of him should not have much change after twenty years, so at this time, he also took action. He was confident that if the young man in black robe attacked him now, his master would definitely stop him.

"Die! Boy!"

Xiao Lun's eyes contained madness, and the power in his hands was poured out fiercely, constantly bursting out.

In his opinion, the boy in front of him not only killed his junior brother, but also took away his junior sister's reassurance. Meng Qingli's vagueness over the years has almost made him completely crazy.

However, seeing Xiao Lun's actions, Xiao Hei smiled.

"call!"

Ling Qingyan just stretched out a finger gently, and a gray light flashed on his finger. Suddenly, Xiao Lun was shocked by the power of the explosion of light, and the long sword in his hand was completely turned into ashes. This top-grade immortal sword turned into nothingness.

"impossible!"

Xiao Lun squirted out a mouthful of blood, his tone full of disbelief.

Meng Wuya kept watching coldly, but his pupils suddenly shrank. He clearly felt the power of the small gray force that Ling Qingyan had used before, and even made his heart tremble.

"What kind of power is this? And who is this person?"

Meng Wuya was angry at this time, although the person in front of him seriously injured his disciple in front of him, Meng Wuya was not sure about the unpredictable young man in front of him.

"Xiao Lun, right?" Ling Qingyan smiled, with a black stone in his hand. "At that time, your brothers chased and killed many mercenaries for this black black stone. What's the difference between this behavior and the bandits? How many mercenaries have you killed, and you are so embarrassed to settle the score with us?"

Black Black Stone

As soon as Ling Qingyan spoke, the Wuya Sect present changed his face.

If what Ling Qingyan said is true, then Xiao Lun really doesn't make any sense in this regard

"Black Black Stone is said to improve the understanding of the law of de-space... Senior Brother Xiao Lun, did he really play a guest appearance as a bandit for this thing?"

"Oh, I just said that Brother Cha and his senior didn't appear again for twenty years. They thought they were in seclusion, but they didn't expect that they were dead."

"I see, what this young man in purple robe said is 90% true. If Senior Brother Cha He was killed for no reason, why didn't Senior Brother Xiao Lun tell the sect leader?"

...

My inner disciple, I discussed it in one word.

Meng Wuya's face was completely low. With his right hand moved, Xiao Lun's embarrassing body was pulled directly to the front by him.

When Xiao Lun saw Meng Wuya's face, he knelt down on the ground, "Master!"

Seeing Xiao Lun's expression at this moment, Meng Wuya sighed. Although his eldest disciple had many shortcomings, he never could lie in front of him. Now, looking at the expression of this eldest disciple, he already knew that what the young man in purple robe said was correct.

"Hmph! Go to the 'meditation ventricle' to face the wall, and you will not be able to come out for less than ten thousand years!"

Meng Wuya said with a low hum and said directly.

"yes!"

When Xiao Lun heard this, he left with a lonely face.

Just now when Ling Qingyan took action, he already knew that the purple-robed young man from twenty years ago was even more terrifying than the black-robed young man. This kind of strength was far inferior to that of his master. Perhaps the master could fight the black-robed young man, but facing this purple-robed young man, he would inevitably lose.

Because of this, he was also a bachelor and directly took the order to face the wall.

In fact, on the one hand, he did this to avoid the anger of this young man in purple robe?

Back then, he and the young man in purple robe almost never died, especially when he was in the lower realm plane, he wanted to kill this person... However, he never expected that the existence that seemed like an ant in front of him would have reached such a point.

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing to give up!"

On the way back to the main peak, Xiao Lun looked unwilling.

He never thought that why the opponent who even left him a lot twenty years ago was now so terrifying... Although he was proud, he also knew that the more behind the immortal realm, the slowly improving his strength was.

For example, he is now at the level of Ziyue Immortal, but if he wants to enter the level of the domain master, it is impossible to break through without millions of years.

"But no matter how strong you are, there is no way... Junior sister is not in the Thunder Realm now! Even if you are strong, can you be stronger than God?"

When Xiao Lun thought of this, he felt much more comfortable.

After Xiao Lun left, the space was silent. After Meng Wuya waved his hand to let the inner disciples leave for a while. When the inner disciples dispersed, Meng Wuya looked at Ling Qingyan and asked meaningfully: "You came to my Wuya Sect, it was not just for the birth of this Black Xuan Stone back then?"

When Ling Qingyan heard this, he was stunned and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"Old man," at this time, Xiao Hei, who was beside him, said, "My boss, my daughter Meng Qingli, had made a lifelong decision in our hometown... Look at you, should you let your daughter come out?"

When Meng Wuya heard this, her face changed suddenly and she looked at Xiao Hei with evil spirits.

Hei, suddenly suffocated, and felt a surge of pressure coming.

"Do you know my daughter?"

Meng Wuya looked at Ling Qingyan at this moment.

It's the truth. As for what Xiao Lun said before, Cha He died under Ling Qingyan and others, Meng Wuya should have been angry, but later he heard that Xiao Lun admitted the cause of the incident and Ling Qingyan's unpredictable strength, he did not intend to continue to get entangled in this issue.

Ling Qingyan's face turned right, and he actually knelt down directly, "Master Wuya, I hope you can fulfill it!"

Meng Wuya's expression changed, "Young man, are you mistaken... My daughter has rarely gone out since she was a child, and even if she goes out, she is with me, the old guy. Where is your hometown? Have we been there?"

"My hometown is in a lower-class domain plane!"

Ling Qingyan told the truth.

"absurd!"

However, Meng Wuya's expression darkened when he heard this, "My daughter, less than a hundred years since she was born... Even if she has indeed been to the lower domain plane, it should have nothing to do with you, right? What kind of cultivation are you now? Are you still in the lower domain plane a hundred years ago?"

Meng Wuya is absolutely unwilling to believe this.

Ling Qingyan heard this and continued, "Forty years ago, I met Ling Ai in my hometown, Chongwu University 6. At that time, we didn't know our respective identities, but all this could not stop the mutual affection between us..."

Ling Qingyan talked about the incident when he met Meng Qingli at Chongwu University 6, but naturally some materials were added.

Anyway, even if Meng Qingli is there, she will not expose Ling Qingyan.

Meng Wuya, when she heard Ling Qingyan was not lying, she became even more confused, "Young man, forty years ago, you were just an ordinary warrior in the lower realm plane, not even at the level of a celestial immortal?"

"yes!"

Ling Qingyan nodded.

Meng Wuya was shocked when she heard this.

In fact, when Ling Qingyan said these words forty years ago, Meng Wuya believed Ling Qingyan's words a little. Forty years ago, he had been in seclusion for a short time, but when he came out that time, he found that his daughter was even more silent than before. She usually didn't leave the house, and was more withdrawn than before.

At the beginning, he felt that his daughter seemed to have something else to worry about...but if his daughter didn't say it, he wouldn't ask much.

At that time, he was sighing that if his wife was still there, perhaps his daughter would have a partner to talk to... All of this made Meng Wuya feel extremely guilty.

"No wonder, over the years, whenever I mentioned her lifelong affairs in front of Qing'er, she always reacted like that. Unexpectedly, there was someone in my heart," Meng Wuya also sighed in her heart, "I didn't expect that it was only less than a hundred years, and my daughter has grown up completely..."

"Maybe, Xiao Lun knows something, hum!"

Meng Wuya snorted in her heart, obviously thinking of Xiao Lun's hideous face before.

Meng Wuya looked at Ling Qingyan, and his voice even contained a little surprise, "Forty years, have you achieved your current cultivation level?"

Although Meng Wuya dared not confirm Ling Qingyan's current cultivation level, he could feel from his previous move that the opponent's strength was not inferior to him at all, and even a little stronger than him!...
Chapter completed!