Zhong Ling pouted and said angrily: "It was done by a man named Sang Tu Gong. This is the case. Just yesterday, I finally practiced Lingbo Weibu completely, and I thought about coming to find you, Brother Lu.

After walking for a day, I passed by a place called Piaomiao Peak, and there were many people gathering there, saying that they were holding a meeting of Ten Thousand Immortals. I didn’t want to join in the fun, so I took a detour.

But there was a man who called himself Sangtu Duke who was very vulgar. He refused to let me leave after seeing me and insisted on letting me stay to relieve his boredom. But I didn't bother to pay attention to him, so I left on my own.

Unexpectedly, when I was not paying attention, this Sang Tu Duke shot me a few poisonous needles, and I was immediately hit. I thought that if I didn’t leave quickly, I wouldn’t be able to leave, so I quickly ran away. Sang Tu Duke and those people couldn’t catch up with me, so I left.

I pulled out the poison needle when I walked here, but I was already deeply poisoned. I thought I was afraid I would not be able to survive. I never thought about it but happened to meet Brother Lu. It seems that Brother Lu is my guardian. As long as Brother Lu is here, I will definitely be safe and sound."

Lu Hanyuan stroked Zhong Ling's hair, smiled back, then squinted his eyes and said, "Don't Sang Tu Duke? He will pay the price. As for the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, a group of mobs are just groaning. But since they meet, they have to make trouble. How can the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, which makes Ling'er wronged, be smoothly launched? I want people there to know what the consequences will be for offending people casually!"

Zhong Ling snuggled in Lu Hanyuan's arms, his face full of sweetness.

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On Piaomiao Peak.

A group of people fought around several people, but the people surrounded were not at a disadvantage, and they seemed to be able to do so. However, one of them was the target of blocking and intercepting everyone, running away with his head in his arms.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the air: "Mr. Murong, the cave masters, the island masters! You have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the past, why fight so hard?"

Everyone looked up at the sound, and saw a black-bearded Taoist standing on the top of a tree, holding a whisk in his hand, and the branches at his feet were bounced and sunk. He also moved with his power and looked cool.

Under the light, he saw that he was about fifty years old, and he smiled, and said, "The life of a poisoned person is in a moment, so it is better to treat him as soon as possible. Look at me, let's stop fighting for a while, and slowly determine what is right or wrong?"

As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, the fighter stopped and a handsome man said, "You are here to resolve the disputes, no matter how good it is, you will be able to stop fighting."

One of them looked at the black-bearded Taoist, and said uncertainly: "Are you the Taoist of the Dragon King Buping?"

The Taoist smiled and said, "It's my deceased. People in the martial arts world say that I'm dead. I never thought that Boss Wu, you will recognize me at a glance. I'm so honored."

The man who is known as Boss Wu said, "It turns out that you are really a famous Taoist priest from all over the world. You have heard of the great name for a long time. You must be as famous as thunder. Fortunately, you will be lucky to meet you."

The people here are all famous and surnamed people, and the people present are the thirty-six cave masters, the seventy-two island masters, Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu. Duan Yu followed Wang Yuyan here, but unexpectedly they were caught in a fight. The words of the Taoist Buping stopped the fight between them.

After some persuasion, Sang Tu Gong, who had been poisoned by everyone, took out an antidote to detoxify them. He explained it by misunderstanding and discussed how to deal with the palace master of Lingjiu Palace in Piaomiao Peak.

In order to win people's hearts, Murong Fu also participated in this discussion on Tianshan Tonglao. This discussion was called the so-called "Ten Thousand Immortals Conference".

At this time, Boss Wu, one of the seventy-two island owners, came over with a cloth bag. After untiing it, he saw a little girl in the bag. The little girl looked only six or seven years old. As soon as she showed her head, she pressed her hands on her face and started crying.

Boss Wu ignored the little girl's crying, but said coldly: "Brothers, this is the girl I caught in the Lingjiu Palace of Piaomiao Peak. Please take out the weapons. Each of them cuts a knife at the girl and stabs it with a sword. Although this girl is young, she is a mute. After all, she is a figure from Piaomiao Peak. Everyone drank the blood on her body. From then on, they are incompatible with Piaomiao Peak. Even if they have to be in a mixed mind, they will not be able to shrink back and retreat."

The people and others shouted in unison: "Yes, it should be like this! Everyone is fighting for the alliance, and from then on, they will fight with the old thief to the end."

Murong Fu did not object to this suggestion, so Deng Baichuan and others were not inconvenient to intervene.

Duan Yu glanced at Wang Yuyan, sighed secretly, but said nothing. He was going to interfere in the matter. If Boss Wu and the others really slashed or stabbed the little girl, he would not be able to sit idly by and have to save the little girl. But now is not the time to take action, and he has to wait until the last moment to save the person, otherwise he and the little girl would not be able to leave.

Boss Wu raised the ghost-headed knife in his hand and shouted loudly: "Boss Wu is the first to do it."

After saying that, he waved his knife and chopped down at the girl in the cloth bag.

Duan Yu secretly mobilized his internal force on his fingers, preparing to use a yang to point Wu Laoda's acupoints, and then picked up the little girl and ran away.

But at this moment, a voice mixed with extremely strong internal force came from a distance at a rapid speed: "Who is Sang Tu Gong, get out!"

The sound implies internal strength, and everyone only feels that their ears are buzzing, like thunder. Some weak people are bleeding from their seven orifices and fall to the ground without waking up.

Murong Fu, Duan Yu, Taoist Buping, Boss Wu and others were also very dull and uncomfortable in this voice. Wang Yuyan also had tinnitus and chest tightness, and vomited blood. Fortunately, Deng Baichuan, who had adapted to it, quickly injected true qi into her body to treat her injuries, otherwise she might be seriously injured.

When Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan vomiting blood, he quickly asked with concern: "Miss Wang, are you okay? Is the injury serious?"

Wang Yuyan was powerless to answer and only shook her head slightly.

Murong Fu, Boss Wu and others were shocked and thought to themselves: "What a strong internal energy can actually hurt people with sound. Who is the master?"

The little girl in the bag also spat a mouthful of blood in this voice, and she was extremely weak, but she did not fall down.

Those who had not fallen looked up and looked around, wanting to see which peerless master was coming. Mr. Sang Tu looked like a slut, thinking that he was going to run away. Although he didn't fall, he was scared. He knew that he was coming to trouble him by hearing the sound. He knew that the person who came was a peerless master. If that person wanted to kill him, it would be not difficult at all. If he didn't escape, he would have to wait to die.

After watching around, the sound originated on the top of a big tree, where there was a boy about eighteen years old and a girl about sixteen years old.
Chapter completed!