"Taigong, what's the point of your visit late at night? Why is it so noisy outside?" Bai Jingting looked at Bai Shuren with a blank look on his face, and even said with a hint of panic.

"Jingting, Taigong has something unknown. Can you tell Taigong the truth?" Bai Shuren sat down with a big sword.

Even though he was already 230 years old, the two-way gentleman had already understood two elements of heaven and earth. His aura was so strong that the rolling elements of fire and earth rolled in the entire No. 3 villa.

The Bai family in the No. 3 villa had direct connections. They all came out of their own houses. They were curious about what Bai Shuren visited No. 3 villa in the middle of the night to buy what he wanted to buy, or what Bai Jingting did to make Taigong so angry?

"Master, Jingting is talking about everything." Bai Jingting buried the panic in his eyes and stood in front of him and said respectfully.

"Why did you join the Zhatian Sect? Is it because my Bai Mansion is so mean to you?" Bai Shuren said with complexity.

His eldest son and two sons both became gentlemen. They had a lifespan of four hundred years, but the third son was stuck at level thirteen and did not take a single step.

That year, Bai Shuren happened to be the prefect of Qinzhou, so he felt particularly guilty about the death of his third son and tended to the No. 3 Villa in terms of cultivation resources.

However, Bai Jingting, the direct family member of the three-room family, was a disciple of the Heavenly Cult, which really made him puzzled.

"Taigong, I don't quite understand what you are saying. Everyone in the Zhetian Cult is punished. I am the great-grandson of the prefect of Qinzhou. How could I join the Zhetian Cult and become the lackey of the demon clan!" Bai Jingting's words were reasonable and powerful.

If Bai Shuren had not noticed the abnormality in the No. 3 Villa, maybe he had been deceived.

"Actually, seven days ago, I knew you were a Zhetian Cultist, but I didn't know how to face the new prefect. My great-grandson of Bai Shuren is actually a Zhetian Cultist?"

"Hahaha, irony, it's really a great irony!"

"Jingting, do you know how many people in the Cangtian Cult are dead at my hands?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Shuren suddenly stood up, and the fire and earth elements on his body turned into two huge hands, Yihong and Yihuang, and suddenly soared into the sky.

After lifting all the roofs of Bai Jingting's house, Lang Lang shouted: "Three thousand nine hundred and seventy-four, during the thirty years I served as the prefect of Qinzhou, I killed a thousand Cangtian Cultists every year, but I know that at most ten of these thousand people are real Cangtian Cultists."

"Bai Jingting, you are killing me, Bai Mansion, why are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"

boom!

The hundreds of people living in the No. 3 villa were shocked. The No. 1 villa and No. 2 villa were all filled with the aura of a powerful gentleman realm soaring into the sky.

"Dad, you are not wrong, how could there be a Cangtian Cultist in our Bai Mansion?"

"Jingting, talk quickly, how could you be a censor of the Heavenly Cult!" Bai Shuren's two sons.

One was named Bai Shude and the other was named Bai Shujun, who fell from the sky one after another.

In fact, they had already felt that a large number of people were entering outside, but there was no response from Baishuren, and they did not force themselves to stand out.

"Bai Jingting is a disciple of the Cangtian Cult, and I discovered it a few days ago."

Bai Shuren wanted to kill Bai Jingting now, but he himself killed many Zhatian scholars and dealt with dozens of rationality about Zhatian Jue, which made him work hard to restrain himself.
Chapter completed!