Su Lun used some internal strength to use his own strength. The disciples and maids of the Poison Immortal Sect who had never practiced the skills suddenly felt pain in their eardrums and their chests became stuffy, which was even more uncomfortable than being poisoned.

The maid squatted down, covered her ears with her hands, and moaned in pain. The white-clothed disciple showed a look of pain on his face, but he still stood in front of Su Lun, refusing to give in.

Finally, Jiuchou sat on the chair of the Taishi, his thoughts drifted away.

He received an invitation from the Medicine King Sect, and the Poison Immortal Sect would definitely be afraid of him and Su Lun. With the grudge between the Poison Immortal Sect and the Medicine King Sect, they would definitely regard the Medicine King Sect as their biggest opponent this time.

If he is here to do this, if he wants to make the doctors in Xinglin the only ones, he must first suppress the previous authoritative sects.

The one who was able to occupy the leading position in the Xinglin before was the Medicine King Sect.

As long as the Yaowang Sect loses all face during this Xinglin Conference, or bows to the Poison Immortal Sect, other sects dare not resist.

Therefore, he concluded that the Poison Immortal Sect would not let the people of the Medicine King Sect go.

This is also why he stopped Feng Rang.

Of course, the way he stopped him seemed to catch Feng Ran off guard.

In order to save trouble, this invitation was taken away from the sleeping plump in the middle of the night.

Su Lun called it a steal, but Jiuchou finally disagreed.

As long as the goal is achieved quickly and smoothly, what is the apprentice stealing an invitation from his master?

I wonder how my master was feeling when I woke up and found that the invitation was missing?

Zhong Jiuchou called out Su Lun, who was still confronting the disciple of the Poison Immortal Sect, and bounced it with one finger. The disciple was inserted into the acupoint by a small iron bead in Zhong Jiuchou's hand and could not faint on the ground.

The maid had been frightened and retreated to the corner just now, not knowing that the brothers in the same trench had been controlled. She was still holding her head and trembling.

Seeing that the young master had already taken action, Su Lun flew directly to the girl and pointed her sleeping pussy.

"Master, is this going to start a massacre? The secret guards have already set up ambush on the mountain and are just waiting for your order." Su Lun prefers to take human life straightforwardly. If it weren't for finding clues, he had already issued a ban order.

Finally, Jiuchou exclaimed and stopped him: "Kill, kill, kill, you are too angry. You must ask for your wife after you go back, so you should take care of you."

Su Lun thought to himself, you don’t have a wife yet. You have to take care of your subordinates. Besides, can you relieve your anger by marrying a wife? He doesn’t believe it.

Finally, when Jiuchou saw Su Lun bowing his head and silent, he knew that he was not convinced and had been with him for more than ten years, the two were as close as brothers. He understood that Su Lun was worried that something would happen if he wasted any further.

However, his purpose here was to cheer Shaotang up. How could the Shura Palace destroy Shaotang's opponent in an instant? This way, Shaotang's ability cannot be shown.

He wants to help this junior nephew gain a foothold in the world.

Thinking of this, he wanted to ask Su Lun to find where other sects were led, and suddenly the sound of footsteps sounded outside the door.

A man in white walked in from the gate of the courtyard.

The robe and wide sleeves are full of thin body. When she walks, she flies, and she looks like an immortal.

Unfortunately, I wore a pilogue on my head, covering my face.

The man followed ten guards, dressed in white.

After seeing his walking style, Jiuchou must be the number one figure in the Poison Immortal Sect - Qiu Wubing.

Sure enough, when the man saw the disciple falling from the ground at the door, he made a gesture backwards, and immediately two people carried the fainted disciple away.

"Who is the one from the Medicine King Sect? Why don't you dare to show your true face?" Qiu Wubing spoke, his voice a little hoarse. Five years ago, he had seen Jiang Jin and died under the arrow of a dead bone.

On that day, Ran Shaotang's heartbroken look made him curious, and he deliberately asked someone to inquire about Jiang Jin's situation afterwards.

Knowing that Jiang Jin has no other brothers, and the person in front of him will be pretending to be a lie unless Jiang Jin is resurrected.

Finally, Jiuchou sat there, glanced over and quietly felt the cold and cold air emitted by Qiu Wubing.

He snorted coldly: "Who is yours? It seems you who dare not show his true face between you and me?"

Su Lun stood beside Zhong Jiuchou, his muscles were tight and he was ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Qiu Wubing was stunned when he heard what Zhong Jiuchou said, touched Mi Li who was blocking his eyes, and a sense of hatred surged in his heart.

Unexpectedly, that Zhong Jiutang was actually a poison master.

This is the first time I have missed it.

He thought that the Black Water Deerbill, who finally got hit by Jiutang, would definitely come to ask for his antidote.

At that time, he will settle the new and old accounts together. Not only will Zhong Jiutang release the two disciples who were caught in the government, but he will also pay the money to the Poison Immortal Sect, and at the same time, the damn coffin shop will be closed.

Unexpectedly, he did not wait for Zhong Jiutang, but was poisoned by her.

He tried to prepare a lot of antidotes, and it was not until now that he basically stopped the spread of toxicity.

Why did he wear a militar on his head? Not showing his true face?

Do you think he wants to wear it?

It was because his face was swollen and he didn't want to ruin the Immortal Alliance Conference because of his indecent image.

At last, Jiutang, he didn't expect her to come.

He thought she was dead for a time.

Since she dared to attend the conference under the name of the Medical Saint Sect, he must let her go without returning.

However, the first thing he has to deal with is the Medicine King Sect.

Upon receiving the news, he thought that what he came would be Feng Rang who had not been killed by Gu Wanku.

Unexpectedly, it was two young people. Moreover, they were still "dead people".

He stared at Jiang Jin's face again and walked into the flower hall.

"Although my face is separated by a veil, my identity will not change. I am not a gangster. I wonder who you are?"

Finally, Jiuchou looked at the person who was covered in the white veil and felt that the eyes behind the veil were cold and sharp.

After hearing that he took the initiative to report his identity, Jiuchou finally asked: "You should know me. We had a fight five years ago."

Qiu Wubing knew that he was lying, but he didn't want to worry about it anymore and wasted time on this matter. No matter who he was, he would die here sooner or later.

"Okay, let's call you Brother Jiang. I wonder why Sect Master Feng didn't come?"

"My master disdained the activities organized by unknown people, so he asked me to come down to see what the purpose of Master Qiu's sect has?"

Qiu Wubing didn't expect that the other party would tear his face as soon as he came up and hurt people. He was angry: "Hmph, are you here to make trouble? I'm afraid you were wrong? My Poison Immortal Sect is not the Poison Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past Immortal Sect of the Past

"I'm afraid, I'll go but never return after listening to your arrangement." A young man's ridicule sounded on the courtyard wall.

The guard standing in the yard immediately pulled out his weapons and pointed them at the young man standing on the yard wall.

I saw the boy wearing a green robe with a pair of foreheads in the same color. There was a piece of white and warm Hetian jade on his forehead. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were black, his figure was upright, and his temperament was outstanding.

Qiu Wubing immediately turned black when he saw her.

But in the end, Jiuchou smiled with interest. Isn’t this the junior nephew?

He ran to smash the situation with his face, and he had a momentum.

Su Lun: Just like the young master, this young master also wears a lake-green robe. At first glance, it looks like nine points.
Chapter completed!