Chapter 2284: One head of the deacon and elder is as big as two

At the end of the sentence, the young man's eyes gradually turned from playful to cold, like an evil person.

She curled her lips teasingly and looked at Bai Qiao with interest.

The moment he looked at her, Bai Qiao felt guilty and trembling with fear!

Opening the "Ling Yuan Mirror" requires consuming a large amount of Fire Yuan Stones and Ice Spirit Crystals.

After that, abundant spiritual power is still needed.

No one has the luxury to open the "Ling Yuan Mirror" at any time. This is almost impossible.

But if it was Ye Chuyue, she believed it, because this guy could even carry a hundred and ten thousand soul-tempering whips, which was enough to show how weird and perverted this guy's soul was.

Although the Lingyuan Mirror is extremely precious, as far as she knows, all the teachers in the Xingyun Sect love Ye Chuyue, except for his father Yun Huanhai.

The Lingyuan Mirror is equivalent to the existence of the Qianxing Divine Scroll in the lower land. The young man's words are tantamount to secretly threatening Bai Qiao and forcing Bai Qiao to reach a consensus with her.

Bai Qiao could understand. After all, she was a high-star martial arts god. Ye Chuyue didn't want to offend her, so she could still sell her favors.

Or maybe it was because Ye Chuyue hadn't had time to look at Ling Yuan Mirror and only saw Song Buju pushing people, but didn't know about her.

Furthermore, as a man, how can he see other men blaspheming his own woman.

Therefore, Ye Chuyue was extremely targeted at Song Buju, who had fallen in love with Tu Weiwei.

No matter what the reason is, Bai Qiao will not risk her reputation.

Her arrival to this day was not due to good luck from heaven, but she came up step by step through weeping.

"Ling Yuan Mirror? How could you bring a Ling Yuan Mirror? I don't believe it!"

Song Buju yelled at the top of his lungs: "I absolutely don't believe it, Ye Chuyue, don't even think about tricking anyone."

"Since you don't believe it, then I will let everyone present see clearly who is harming people and who is vicious."

Chu Yue walked up to Duan Qinghuan who was still holding Ning Su, looked into Duan Qinghuan's eyes and said seriously:

"Sister Qinghuan, give me the Ling Yuan Mirror."

Duan Qinghuan remained motionless, his eyes flickered several times, and after taking two breaths, he nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll give it to you right now, Junior Brother Ye. No matter who bullies you or bullies your fiancée, as fellow sect members, we will not let them go. The sect association will never allow this.

The existence of a scum, his name will be engraved on the pillar of shame, and people will never forget it forever. He will be reduced to a dirty thing that cannot be seen in the light, and will no longer be as glorious as before."

Duan Qinghuan's mouth felt a little dry as she spoke. She dropped Ning Su hanging on her body, raised her hand, the power of the God of War formed a vortex in her palm, and was about to take out the Lingyuan Mirror.

At this moment, a burst of energy suddenly appeared and hit the Martial God vortex in Duan Qinghuan's palm, stopping it neatly.

Chu Yue, Duan Qinghuan and everyone else all turned to look in the same direction.

He looked at Bai Qiao standing on the star road.

Song Buju turned his head and looked at the senior sister who interrupted Duan Qinghuan to take the Lingyuan Mirror with confusion.

Bai Qiao frowned slightly and shouted in a stern voice: "No need."

"No need?"

Song Buju almost doubted whether he heard correctly.

Then he saw Bai Qiao looking up at the association's deacons and elders, arching his hands, lowering his arrogant head, and said ruthlessly and resolutely: "Bai Qiao does not want to delay the progress of the ten sects' trial of Wangyou City, and also hopes to give him some help.

Junior Brother Song has no shame in letting the records of Ling Yuan Mirror be revealed to the world, and he also asked the elder deacon to punish the one who harmed others, Song Buju, on my behalf, Master Sword Sect."

Song Buju opened his eyes wide and looked at the senior sister who betrayed him in disbelief.

The elder deacon didn't want to waste any more time on this matter. With a wave of his hand, the white snake rope tied up Song Buju.

"No, I am unjustly accused, I am not." Song Buju was extremely angry, "Even if I pushed Junior Sister Xiao down, then Junior Sister Tu wouldn't..."

"Crack!"

Bai Qiao slapped Song Buju hard on the face, leaving five dazzling blood marks on Song Buju's face.

"Since you have admitted it, you should submit to the law. I feel ashamed that the Sword Sect has a scum like you." Bai Qiao's eyes narrowed, and the power of his soul rushed out of the skull cavity, directly sealing Song Buju's mouth, preventing Song Buju from speaking anymore.

Go down.

She wanted to pin both charges on Song Buju.

No matter how stupid Song Buju is, he still knows that the reason why Bai Qiao did this is because she was the one who pushed Tu Weiwei.

In order to protect herself, Bai Qiao actually asked him to bear all the charges.

He hates it so much.

Song Buju's teeth were itching with hatred, and his chest was heaving violently.

"The attempted murder failed. As the sect association, I am in charge of this trial in Wangyou City. On behalf of the Master of the Sword Sect, I removed the Steel Sword Sect Song Buju from this trial. After returning to the sect, I was punished by the soul-tempering whip.

He will be punished and deprived of his identity as an elder's disciple. Do you have any objections?"

Even if someone is dissatisfied when the deacons and elders speak, there will be no objection.

Song Buju looked desperate.

"Sir Elder." The young man stood on the star road and shouted again.

The elder deacon is almost as big as two heads.

You're the only one with a lot of trouble, you brat.

"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied?"

"No." The young man picked out a long finger, shook it left and right, and said: "The disciple is not dissatisfied, but feels that since Song Buju has been kicked out of this trial, he should waste more energy to send him away.

Don't worry about the trouble when you return to the Sword Sect. I have a plan to get the best of both worlds..."

"Tell me and listen."

"Why don't you let Song Buju come to our Xingyun Sect, listen to my orders, and let the disciples observe him properly? If he performs well, he will be able to reduce his punishment when he returns to the sect in the future. If he performs poorly, it means that this person is to blame for his own death even if he dies. Mr. Elder

What do you think?" The young man was as cunning as a fox.

"Woo, woo——"

Song Buju made a sound with all his strength and shook his head desperately.

Isn't this just being enslaved by Ye Chuyue?

He would rather die than be enslaved by Ye Chuyue.

Chu Yue said loudly again: "Sir, Mr. Song, you see that Mr. Song agrees with the disciple's statement."

Song Buju: "..." Destroy it.

"Well, it's as you said." The deacon elder waved his hand, and Song Buju appeared on the road of Xingyun Sect.

Chu Yue only felt a sting from her soul, and then she saw the white snake rope on Song Buju's body hidden in his martial body. Chu Yue's power of soul could control the rope and control Song Buju.

The elder deacon said: "Then, it's up to you to look after it."

"The elder is wise, and the disciple will definitely live up to his orders!" the young man said solemnly.

The elder deacon twitched his lips, "Okay, let's go into the city."

He's going to be bored to death.

I went in for a long time and didn't even get in.

The bad storybooks in the market are not so long and boring.

Immediately, the deacons, elders and people from the association entered the city with ten star roads.

When Chu Ling lowered his head to look at Chu Yue, his eyes couldn't help but look at the pair of delicate soft boots.


Chapter completed!