The disciples of the guardian's face rose red, and the eyes of the opposite person almost ate her, shameful shame, he would rather die, and could not stand such humiliation.

In this scene, the people around, including the people in the temple, have all seen it. Many people have changed their faces, but...

This hands-on person is the younger generation of the wife of the Sovereign. Who dares to take the lead in preserving the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor, and several elders present are angered, and the blue veins on their foreheads are bursting out, but they look at Ji Daozong, who has no blame, who dares to jump out, duty That is the face of the lord.

People and the lord are a family.

"What are you, next time you look at your dog's eyes, dare to stop me?"

The children of the temple are trembling, and there is a real battle. Many secrets will be displayed. These are all secrets of the Heavenly Emperor. His duty is to guard the hall. It is not allowed to break in. He blocks the foreign Taihua. The demon of the sect is fulfilling his duties and defending the dignity of the Heavenly Emperor.

After the little demon finished, he wore it in front of him.

In her opinion, this is just a small role. An inconspicuous person in the grandmother's house said that it would be difficult to fight. He wants to resist?

However, after she took a few steps, she felt that the situation behind her was wrong. The disciple of the temple guard shook her head and shivered, but it gave off a terrible breath and a dangerous atmosphere.

The demon's heart was shocked, but it was angered and burned. Do you want to rebel?

Looking back, I saw that the disciple had pulled out the long sword. His eyes did not look at the little demon, but looked at the Jidaozong on the far side of the high seat. It was such a humble disciple. How can the high Taoist priest care about him? It is a gift to look at him. He does not know that he is for this sect, in order to safeguard the dignity of your lord.

The indifference of Ji Daozong made the disciple's face completely pale, and the eyes of the disciples showed despair. The sword in his hand did not slam the little demon, but... cut his throat.

puff!

Blood scatters from the separated throat, and hot blood is sprayed on the ground.

"what!!"

At this moment, no one's heart seemed to be pumped by the leather whip. Many people almost stood out of control and committed suicide. ! Suicide to clear the shame to clear the shame? ! But halfway through, but I thought of this silent but incomparable protest, against the lord of the seat, and the disappointment of this sect, can only sit back again.

The disciple fell in the pool of blood, and the blood continued to flow out. The cultivator was only able to die, but he died. Because when he separated his throat, he died and he was not willing to live.

The palace is very tall and empty. He is very humble when he lies there, but as if there are no other people in the palace, there is only one person left. His death, his blood, finally guarded the palace and guarded the sky. The dignity of the sect.

The color gradually became mottled and finally became dark.

Jiang Xiu’s eyes are extremely cold. He looked at the disciple deeply, he didn't know, but he would remember this face firmly, remember him!

This **** enemy, he gave Ji Daozong together. Together with the Taihua sect.

"idiot!"

The little demon snorted coldly, was indifferent to his death, and even felt stupid, never looked at him again, and walked through the palace toward the far end. When I saw my grandmother in the distance, my face showed a brilliant and beautiful smile.

"Grandma, grandma, grandmother..."

When I came to the front of the temple, I was polite, and I was very polite.

"Fast. Come up!"

Mrs. Ji was very happy, indicating that the younger generation had come up quickly. It seemed that the relationship was very close. The face was full of smiles, and the eyes of the women were full of love.

"How come you ran?"

In fact, she has long known that this woman has come to Tianchengcheng.

"I miss you."

Mrs. Ji said: "The mouth is so sweet, but I can hear that this is not the case." The gaze looked toward the **** on the side, revealing a kind smile: "It is to see someone."

Jiang Yan laughed.

"No rules, I haven't seen your grandfather before..."

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The demon looked at Ji Daozong and asked for security. The latter smiled and said: "This is the demon. Taihua Zong has done a beautiful woman. The young age has been like this, and when grown up, there must be The general style of the lady."

"Hey!"

The little demon smiled proudly. There is no shame.

Looking at this family is happy, the elders and disciples present are more and more angry, very angry, but this anger is in the heart.

"sit down!"

"Xie Gu grandfather!"

The demon came to Jiang Yan’s side and sat down, his eyes passing by. There are too many people on the scene, except for the elders and the heads of the audience, even the many disciples who are standing are the famous figures in Lingzhou.

But the little demon did not know, the so-called super genius stood there, pressing the voice and asked: "Is that?"

Jiang Yan teased and said: "You are not harmful?"

There is a little bit embarrassed on the face of the little demon. A pair of big eyes are still searching, and the mouth is blunt: "Is there any embarrassment, isn't it a man? Since you want to be a Taoist, of course you have to know what it looks like long, and it’s not disgusting. Dead individual."

Jiang Yan shook his head helplessly. The eyes turned to the far end, this matter has not been announced, the demon is so killing, it is a bit too much, but she does not care, there will be no impact on the results, "that, that is... ..."

The demon looked down at the line of sight. However, I saw a man who was indifferent to the gods. I felt very strange when I saw Jiang Xiu. This man seems to be a little out of place with everything here. One person is alone in the scenery, and the voice turns lightly: "Just him. what?"

Jiang Yan said: "Is it still satisfactory?"

The demon said: "It’s a sloppy one. No matter whether you are dissatisfied or not, I still have to agree. Is it because I am not satisfied, can I still not follow this Taoist?"

Jiang Yan said: "You will pretend to be a little girl, and the smile on your lips has already betrayed you. This person is not only extremely talented, but also has a lot of people's hearts. Even if it is not comparable to the style of the river, it can have one. Second, it is far from being comparable to other ordinary children. However, you have to remember that if you marry him, he wants him to serve us, and you have to eat him."

The demon's strange color said: "The demon understands."

The sunset in the distance is falling. It’s going to be dusk, Jiang Xiu knows that he shouldn’t be able to play today, and turned and left to the far end.

"How did he go?"

Jiang Yan said: "The sky is over, it should not be rounded. His current situation is very bad. He has offended the power of the Heavenly Emperor, and he will lose his life if he is not careful."

"is it?"

The little demon moved his eyebrows and looked at the back of Jiang Xiuyuan: "What power is expensive, Tian Xingzong is not the case of Ji Daozong." Carrying Ji Daozong, she dared to call her name, "Dare to move us?"

"Now people don't know who he is about to be ours."

The demon eyes are bright: "If I save him, should he be grateful to me?"

"According to the truth... yes."

Jiang Xiu gradually disappeared into the field of vision. The little demon said: "Where does he live?"

When Jiang Xiu returned to his residence, his face was extremely cold, and he was grateful that the atmosphere was not right. Shangguan Zhaorong did not dare to say hello, and watched him enter his room and close the door tightly.

"A bunch of waste!"

He took a sip of the spirit tea, but he couldn’t press his anger and smashed the cup to the ground. A bang, a smash.

The imposing Tianhangzong, known as the 13th King, even let a **** scatter wild, a disciple has no life, but even a fart can not let go.

But just before Jiang Xiu’s footsteps, a wave of people’s feet arrived, but it’s a group of true disciples. The momentum is completely different. There are flying swords, there are martial arts, and Huaguo’s fall into the sky. In the courtyard of Jiang Xiu.

Seeing that these people Li Qiang's goose bumps are all up, there are more than a dozen, each of which is a strong strong.

"You, who are you?"

"Let your master roll out!"