The disciple who came out of the glow bowed and said, "Exactly."

Oh, man!

The corners of the Palace Master's mouth were slightly raised.

Her broadsword was already hungry and thirsty.

The latest bloodstain was left over half a year ago, and it's time to recast its glory with a new separation of brothers.

"Take that man here, and I will slowly repair him." The palace lord said coldly.

"Yes!" The disciple responded quickly, but she added, "Palace Master, this time is a strange woman."

"woman?"

The Palace Master was stunned for a moment.

With that said, isn't her knife useless?

and many more.

Change the direction, the handle is not unusable!

"Let's catch people first and then talk about it."

The female disciple left in a hurry.

The Palace Master shook his head and said to the eldest disciple, "Let's continue to play chess."

She pinched a chess piece, and before she had time to think about how to play it, Xiaguang flew over again.

"No, Palace Master, all the disciples who guarded the gate were beaten away by that woman!"

The palace lord frowned: "Where's the deacon?"

"The deacon was strung with a gun!"

"..."

The palace lord hesitated for a moment: "Let the deputy palace lord come forward to clean her up."

"Yes."

The palace lord's heart trembled, and she faintly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the disciple rushed over again after a while.

"Palace lord, the deputy palace lord was also shot!"

"Activate the mountain protection formation!"

"Palace Master, the big formation has been dug away!"

"Explore and report again!"

"Palace Master, the elders have been strung into candied haws!"

Snapped.

The palace master overturned the chessboard with a flick of her hand. She stared at the shaky mountain protection formation in the distance.

The deputy palace master and the elder were killed one after another. How powerful is the intruder who can do this!

Could this be the calamity of Wushan Shrine?

"I……"

As the palace owner of Wushan Shrine, she must not escape at this time. She wants to coexist with Wushan Shrine.

"Go to Yanyu Building and invite all the elders!"

The palace lord took out the big sword and walked towards the mountain protection formation with a look of death.

"Palace Master!"

The disciple who reported the letter had a sad look on his face.

The palace lord said solemnly, "May my Wushan Shrine be passed down from generation to generation and keep flying!"

"Palace Master!"

"Run if you can, you are the last hope of Wushan Shrine."

The disciple hurriedly said, "Palace Master, what I want to say is that the Supreme Elders have also been strung into candied haws."

"..."

Dangdang.

The knife in the Palace Master's hand slid to the ground.

Finished.

A few loose immortals and one piece are not a match for that woman, so what's the use of her going up.

Wushan Shrine, no more!

From then on, the four sects are really just the four sects.

The Palace Master sat on the ground sadly.

The disciple quickly helped the palace lord up: "Palace lord, in fact, that woman did not intend to target us at Wushan Shrine."

What nonsense are you talking about!

Without targeting the Wushan Shrine, the deputy palace master, the elders, and the elders were all pierced through. This is to be targeted, so why not?

The disciple who was shivering at the stare explained: "The elders are not dead, and that woman did not kill her."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Isn't that why you didn't give me a chance?

The disciple complained, "The woman said that she came to our Wushan Shrine to search for information, and she wanted to save her own disciple from death."

The palace lord's eyes widened: "Then why does she beat people when she has nothing to do?"

The Wushan Shrine was almost destroyed, and she felt a little stuck.

"She said that when she made the request, her disciple was scolded by the gatekeeper and the deacon."

The Palace Master asked, "How did you scold?"

"How can ants get the mercy of the goddess Wushan?"

"!"

The Palace Master's mouth could not be closed for a long time.

What is this?

After a long time, she asked, "What's her name?"

"Practice white."

Practice white.

The name that he kept muttering while reading the book to go back to spend the Spring Festival with his apprentice as soon as possible was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people of Wushan Shrine.

……

New year's new clothes.

On New Year's Eve, Xiao Jinse finally made the clothes for Bai Lian.

After that, Su Youwei, who suddenly broke in that night and shouted "Give me one too", also put on new clothes.

What surprised her was that although the second sister's attitude was extremely "bad", the clothes she handed her unexpectedly fit unexpectedly.

She turned around in front of the mirror a few times.

The skirt swayed slightly.

Not only does it fit well, but it is also quite beautiful.

Even Su Youwei, who usually doesn't care about dresses, showed a rare smile.

She leaned in front of the mirror, stretched out her hand and pressed it on her chest, it flattened, and when she released her hand, it swelled up again.

Amazing, my clothes are actually stuffed with fabric!

Looking at it from a distance, it was a whole size bigger.

"Not right!"

With a smile, Su Youwei's face changed.

Her smile is just her protective color.

In fact, this is a mockery, otherwise why did she deliberately fill her clothes with fabric?

She rolled up her sleeves and planned to rush out to have a chat with Second Senior Sister.

When she reached the door, Su Youwei stopped again. She looked down at the new clothes she was wearing.

After all, it was made by the second senior sister herself. Apart from the two pieces of fabric that were added, the second senior sister did her best.

Forget it.

Today I don't care about such trivial matters.

Su Youwei pushed open the door and walked out.

This Spring Festival is basically spent in noise and occasional warmth.

When Bai Lian took Tutu to the top of Feiwu, there were still nearly ten days before the lively Lantern Festival in the town under the mountain.

For fear of causing trouble, she deliberately concealed her true identity.

She ran fast all the way, hoping to get back to Duxianmen before the Lantern Festival.

Just like that, two days later, Bai Lian, who was standing on the huge flying boat, could already see the blue coastline.

"If everything goes well, we will reach our destination in a quarter of an hour."

Bai Lian stretched out.

She turned around and saw several immortal cultivators wearing different styles of Taoist robes chatting together not far from her.

Somehow they talked about Bai Lian.

"Have you heard that, Bai Lian, who is in the Immortal Sect, heard that he has already broken through to the stage of God Transformation!"

"Who told you that?"

"People from the Biluo Sect."

"Damn, my senior brother hasn't even broken through to the God Transformation stage. How could this scourge have reached the God Transformation stage?"

"Bai Lian is not eliminated, I have trouble sleeping and eating!"

"That's it."

Bai Lian's ears perked up.

There are a lot of people who scold her, but it's the first time I've seen people who got together to scold her like this.

But Bai Lian wasn't concerned about this.

The wise does not buy rumours!

Who said that I was in the spiritual transformation stage?

She walked over with a serious face, this rumor must be clarified!

"Fellow Daoists, are you discussing Bai Lian?" She greeted those people with a smile.

Someone said, "That's right."

Bai Lian scratched the back of her head pretending to be embarrassed: "Actually, I have heard a lot of rumors about her recently."

"Oh?"

Those cultivators were immediately attracted by her words.

Bai Lian nodded secretly.

She has already planned to say a few words that belittle her to win the trust of these people, and then she will reveal the fact that she has not yet broken through to the God Transformation stage.