After being pulled by Taoist Song, Xiao Fengqin paused. He was obviously angry, his face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "Asong, why are you pulling me to do!"

Taoist Song whispered: "Luofeng has admitted that you can't say more. This matter cannot be hidden. It is obvious that some people are instigated by these shit sects. They are constantly targeting Luofeng. It is obvious that we don't give an explanation, and they will never give up."

"What should I do!" Xiao Fengqin was angry but helpless, "Are you just watching these mad dogs running around to other people's houses barking so wildly!"

"They must have someone behind the scenes. Luo Feng has become too famous in recent years. Some people are jealous and it doesn't matter if they are a little frustrated," Taoist Song said calmly, "The most important thing at the moment is to protect Miss Qin's soul. If that wisp of soul does not exist, you can just wait to become the Supreme Sword Dao."

"..." Xiao Fengqin looked at Taoist Song, "What does it mean?"

Taoist Song gave him a blank look: "I won't joke with you. Luo Feng is a stubborn girl. Miss Qin is gone. He must be insane. At that time, he will slaughter the hundred swordsmen. You Xiao Fengqin will be the supreme without any effort."

Xiao Fengqin looked at Chu Qingyan, who was extremely weak and still sitting straight, and sighed deeply.

Just as the attitude here was about to soften, another person suddenly heard a scream and said, "I heard that Master Qingzhuo was able to recover this time and was able to obtain the spiritual medicine and bone pill from the ghost world. Is this true?"

This matter is much more serious than self-harvesting souls. To put it simply, it is an affair with the ghost world. To put it deeper, it is hard to explain it clearly.

Xiao Fengqin could no longer hold it back this time, and shook off Taoist Song, stepped forward and shouted: "Ignorance child, dare to speak nonsense! When the real person Qingzhuo fights against evil spirits in the ghost world, you probably have not been weaned yet. When is it your turn to take the cat shit and dog feces you heard from whom you heard from! Get out of here and let your adults speak!"

The man looked younger, but no matter how he looked, he was in his early twenties. He didn't think of a generation of powerful people. The leader of a sect cursed people when he said it was a vulgar speech. He suddenly became so angry that he blushed: "Sect Xiao is not a way to sell his old age. He has been relying on Zhen Zhen outside for many years, and he has not hated him to maintain his glory for many years. Now that the leader of the sect is so tightly protected, are you worried that if Zhen Zhen Zhen is missing, you will know that Chief Xiao is just a golden jade inside!

The prince is rampant!

Before Xiao Fengqin could take action, Dao Ren Song couldn't bear it anymore. He raised the wine gourd in his hand and flew out. The wine slightly poured out formed a line. The wine first stopped on the side of the face and formed a palm-like shape, and then, it slapped the man very loudly.

The slap formed by the wine naturally does not hurt much, but it cannot resist the crisp sound. As the face turned red, the slap turned into a pool of wine and sprinkled on the lapel of the man's chest.

Everyone: "..."

The meeting hall, which was just quarreling, was as quiet as the vegetable market, suddenly became quiet.

Taoist Song waved lazily, took the wine gourd into his hand, raised his head and took a big sip, before looking at the man who was stunned: "Squeeze my head, you have a few courages. My head Xiao, don't say he scolds you, even your master must listen obediently. When he made his name, your parents probably were still learning skills. If it weren't for him, the Ghost King's shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you might not have the life to live, let alone be able to eat slack and fat one day and run to someone else's house to make trouble!"

It was many years ago that the Ghost King led his disciples to kill all directions. The younger generation had only heard from the older generation.

"In that battle, Mrs. Xiao died, leaving behind a child who was less than a month old. Mr. Xiao was also seriously injured. If it weren't for the elixir of life, the person would have been unable to survive. He picked up his life and became obese and inconvenient. Xiao Fengqin, who was more than ten years ago, was also a handsome young man." Dao Ren Song snorted indifferently, "Why, now my leader doesn't like to attack and has a good temper, and he is all arrogant. Isn't this asking for a slap..."

The people who were silent still refused to agree with Taoist Song's description of the good temper of the leader Xiao.

After quieting for a while, Song Tingche stepped forward and smoothed out: "President Xiao, recently, major sects received a letter at the same time, revealing that Zhenren Qingzhuo was injured by the evil spirits he raised, his spiritual veins were seriously damaged, and his life was hanging on the line. Only after obtaining the white bone pill in the ghost world was restored."

The White Bone Pill is a secret elixir of the ghost world. It is good for repairing spiritual veins and treating internal injuries.

In addition to the fact that this prescription is only in the hands of the Ghost King and is passed down from generation to generation, which is difficult for outsiders to obtain, it is also because of the formula of this medicine...

It’s okay for everyone else to say that no matter how precious the medicine is, it’s hard to find. If you work harder, you will eventually find hope. But the most important medicine among the White Bone Pill is the blood of a hundred people with pure spiritual power.

This sounds like this: the exclusive practice of evil demons and heretics. No matter who has a sense of justice or not, people will be filled with righteous indignation when they hear it and are not ashamed of it.

Those who make medicine should go to hell if they are cut into pieces.

"Bone Pill?" Chu Qingyan was also stunned when she heard this, "Why did I take this medicine? Where did I get this medicine? Even if I have this medicine, how did I know that my spiritual veins were seriously damaged, and how did I take this medicine when I was seriously injured and unconscious, and how did I pinch my time so accurately. When you go up the mountain to ask for an explanation, you just wake up..."

This series of questions left everyone on the spot speechless.

Finally, someone came forward and said, "Don't you give the answer to these questions?"

Everyone found an exit for their silence, and quickly agreed.

"Yeah yeah……"

"There is no need to be concerned about him!"

"We go up the mountain, not to be in a difficult situation, but to give a speech."

...

Another noise.

"Everyone, calm down," Song Tingche spoke at this time, "I am here for the teacher. Before leaving, my master told me to follow the leader of my seniors. Tingche thought that you are just trying to figure out this matter, and it is not to make things difficult for Master Qingzhuo."

Qingyumen's family has a wealthy foundation and is generous in their actions. There are few major sects who have never received favors from Qingyumen, either big or small. In addition, Song Tingche's posture is low, so everyone is not ready to be aggressive. So someone said, "Young Master Song is right. Then please ask Qingzhuo Zhenren to prove his innocence, and the rumors will naturally be self-defeating."

Song Tingche bowed to Qingzhuo Zhenren with his fists and said, "I offended you, Qingzhuo Zhenren."

"Young Master Song said very much," Chu Qingyan nodded slightly at him, then looked at Xiao Fengqin, "Sect Master, Luo Feng is willing to give it a try."
Chapter completed!