Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

From the moment the person who sent the message told him that the head let him come to the hall, Han Weiyang already knew what he was going to face next, so he was well prepared, very calmly dressed in white, frank, with the corners of his lips twitching. With a bright and gentle smile, anyone would look at him as a gentleman, and he would never be associated with any dirty things.

But Song Linfeng was different, he felt uneasy, especially when he saw Zhenjun Lonely Slashing with his sword, he suddenly felt that the sword was not cut on the ground, but on himself.

Although Song Linfeng has never met True Monarch Lonely Death, he already has an answer in his heart...

He glanced at the bottomless ravine, and suddenly felt worried.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall is very strange. The whole hall is still shaking after Zhenjun Lonely Passed a blow.

Yuan Suidao-jun looked at the two people who appeared in front of him, he just wanted to give himself a shot, let him pass out, and save himself from dealing with this troublesome matter,

The other elders also had bad complexions, and they kept their mouths shut, thinking in their hearts what they were going to do in a while.

As for Zhuge Canglan, she and the Green Nightmare Demon Lord looked at each other and smiled, is this fun? Everything that should come has come...

The Green Nightmare Demon Lord's gaze swiveled on Han Weiyang, and after looking at it for a while, he frowned, as if he had something on his mind;

Zhenjun Gushang turned to face the two people who came in, pointed at Song Linfeng with the Mo Bingjian in his hand, and said, "You are Song Linfeng."

After speaking, the tip of the sword turned and pointed to Han Weiyang next to him: "You are Han Weiyang."

True Monarch Lonely Death used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences. He had never seen them before, but Song Linfeng's ability to enter the Prajna Secret Realm was obviously cultivated at the Nascent Soul stage, so these two people were easy to recognize.

The two replied at the same time: "It is the junior."

Uncle Gu Shanmei's eyes are colder than the Mo Bingjian in his hand at this moment, it's these two people, hmph, those brats who don't know how to live or die, don't want to walk out of this door today.

After sizing up the two of them with his eyes, the Gushen Zhenjun asked blankly: "I don't want to talk about my granddaughter Zhuge Canglan. I know what you have done. Now I let you choose, is it right?" Do you kill yourself, or let Lao Tzu give you a ride?"

Han Weiyang frowned as if he didn't know where he came from to say this, and it was impossible to believe that he could do such a sinister thing with his demeanor.

But Song Linfeng stood up directly, and said with a grievance on his face: "This senior doesn't know what you are talking about? This junior doesn't understand."

Han Weiyang's eyes seemed to glance over Song Linfeng inadvertently, but he was sneering in his heart, this kid is too impatient, the more anxious he is, the more suspicious he is.

True Monarch Lonely Death took a step forward: "I don't understand? Are you sure? Can I help you recall what you did in the secret territory?"

He is an old antique who has lived for hundreds of years. He has been wandering in the mortal world for so long. He has never seen any kind of person. is true or false.

Because of being reassured by that mysterious person before, although Song Linfeng was uneasy, he still looked calm and said very seriously: "I had some quarrels with Junior Sister Zhuge because of my junior sister, but it was just a quarrel, it's not a big deal. Don't hold a grudge against her for it."