The queen is so fierce

Chapter 241

The man in the dragon-patterned Taoist robe fixed his sharp gaze on the white-bearded old man;

An embarrassing atmosphere pervaded the room. Seeing this scene, the disciples who were called in by the elegant young man were all stunned. Why is the Palace Master here...

After a long while, the man in the dragon-patterned Taoist robe seemed to have become accustomed to the virtue of his younger brother, sighed secretly, and said helplessly:

"Go out and tidy up your hair. After all, you are an ancestor of the Crescent Moon Realm. What does it look like with white hair every day?"

The white-bearded old man opened his mouth, choked hard.

Isn't he trying to pretend to be critically ill, if he has the same ruddy face and thick black hair as before... What is it called critically ill?It's almost the second spring.

As for the man in the dragon pattern robe who said let him go out... Only a fool goes out!

Didn't you hear any news from the apprentice?

At this time, even if you are shameless, you have to rely on it.

Thinking of this, the white-bearded old man stretched out his hand and stroked his face on the spot, and a light blue soft spiritual power swept across. The shriveled skin became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the full head of white hair was gradually dyed black from the root of the hair. .

In a short time, the white-bearded old man has become a middle-aged man who is not angry and arrogant.

With his senior brother at his side, he didn't dare to open his mouth to give orders, so he sat up silently from the bed and looked at the disciple who came in to report with a serious face, as if he was saying with his eyes:

Aren't you going to report?Don't be silly, keep going!

"..." The young disciple.

The man in the dragon-patterned Taoist robe saw this scene, and frowned slightly in annoyance.

He ignored a large number of junior disciples who were still alive, turned to look at the young disciples, and pondered:

"What happened to the blue fire on the altar? Is it out?"

Before the young disciple could answer, the white-bearded old man who had just "rejuvenated" couldn't sit still, and stared at the young disciple and said:

"How can it be extinguished! Don't open your mouth..."

Before he finished speaking, the white-bearded old man was stunned by the sharp gaze of the man in the dragon-patterned Taoist robe, and hurriedly shrank back.

The man in the dragon pattern robe sighed, glanced at the young disciple who was confused by the current situation, and said solemnly:

"You don't need to worry about Xiaohe, just say it bluntly."

Seeing that the young disciple has not yet returned to the body, the elegant young man sighed, and his tone was a bit serious:
"The palace lord is calling you to speak."

The young disciple suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly bowed his head to report:
"Master, Palace Master... A quarter of an hour ago, just before the little junior brother finished reading the daily lesson, a cold wind suddenly blew the blue fire of the altar."

The elegant young man frowned slightly, the blue fire of the altar was erected by the palace master himself, let alone blowing it, even if you put it there for thousands of years, it is estimated that it will be fine.

Since there is some movement, it will definitely not be as simple as 'simply being blown by the cold wind' on the surface.

The altar was set up by the man in the dragon pattern robe, and no one knew the function and performance of the blue fire better than him.

After listening to the speech of the young disciple, the man in the dragon pattern robe pondered for a few seconds and said:

"Where is the wind coming from?"

The young disciple was stunned for a moment, recalled for a moment, and said somewhat uncertainly:
"West...southwest."

The middle-aged white-bearded old man also frowned and said angrily:
"Where exactly?"

The young disciple was so frightened that he shuddered, his brain turned rapidly, and after a while, he said uneasily:
"It's right in the southwest direction..."

The man in the dragon-patterned Taoist robe fell into contemplation. To talk about the southwest direction of Yun Ao Continent... only Hengyang Continent.

But Hengyang Continent, like East Desolate Continent, is the territory of the demon clan, and it is not suitable for the human clan to live for a long time.

Then the only thing left is Tiannan Continent, which straddles the entire Kyushu Ocean and is known as the 'Holy Land of Monks'.

Xiaohe's apprentice was already injured, so she would spend so much effort and go to Tiannanzhou to settle for decades, presumably to avoid the sect's investigation.

Xiaohe obviously also thought of this, and excitedly looked at the sect master:

"Senior brother, it's not Fuyu's fault for what happened back then, let's go get her back..."

The man in the dragon pattern dao robe did not give an answer immediately, Wei Shi pondered for a while, then shook his head:

"Don't go."

As soon as these words came out, Xiaohe was immediately annoyed, and he didn't care about the difference in identity, he stared at the eyes and said:
"Well, you Han Yiyun, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk. That's right, it's not Senior Brother, your apprentice has been seriously injured and his life and death are unknown for more than ten years. Of course you don't have to worry at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiaohe was frightened away by the look of the man in the dragon-patterned dao robe who seemed to be looking at garbage.

Xiaohe felt resentful and wanted to stand up to resist, but after all, he didn't have the courage. If he had the courage, Ling Fuyu would not have left back then... He could only lie back on the bed in a fit of anger, and lifted the quilt to suffocate his head.

Han Yiyun frowned, this time he was really angry, and said coldly:
"Zhu Xiaohe, what is your attitude, pay attention to your identity!"

Zhu Xiaohe continued to cover his head with the quilt and put on an ostrich, deaf ears and eyes closed.

Han Yiyun's eyes were gloomy with anger, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing point.

"Look at what you have become now. If you are a teacher and a teacher, you can declare the dissolution of the sect!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the elegant young man quickly took his disciples out and made room for the palace master and master.

bang——

The door slammed shut, and the last trace of sunlight disappeared, just like the atmosphere in the room, dark and cold.

Han Yiyun's eyes were cold, his big hands behind his back, and he sneered:

"Zhu Xiaohe, I haven't settled the account with you a few days ago. Because of the birth of the Tiannanzhou demon god, the relationship between the human and the demon has already dropped to a freezing point, and it is the time when you need to be camped everywhere. You'd better, run without a word. Going to Hengyang Continent to make a fuss, just to pretend to be sick here today?"

The quilt that was stuffed on Zhu Xiaohe's head still didn't move.

Han Yiyun turned around and paced back and forth, continuing to express his dissatisfaction:
"Do you know how much time I spent and how many contacts I had in order to wipe your ass? Zhu Xiaohe, don't tell me you haven't thought about anything, you're thousands of years old anyway, can you not follow hundreds of people every day? Like a young child?"

Seeing that Zhu Xiaohe still did not move, Han Yiyun sighed helplessly:

"You're not allowed to go anywhere these days, just stay in the palace and reflect... think about it for yourself."

The voice fell, Han Yiyun waved his hand, turned and walked out of the room.

bang——

The other door was slammed, and the room was silent for a long time. The sheets on the bed slowly wriggled, revealing a face that was pale and frightened.

Zhu Xiaohe's Adam's apple wriggled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently, his eyes covered with fear, and he muttered to himself:
"Is it that serious... I really shouldn't believe what that kid said. But although the method is a little different from what I thought, I did get the news of Fuyu... Is this also a good thing for him?"

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Han Yiyun closed the door, and was about to take off in Wuhu, when his front foot just stepped out, and a respectful voice came from under the stairs:

"Palace Master, the teacher is that kind of virtue. I've caused you trouble, and I look forward to the Palace Master Haihan."

The elegant young man dressed in simple and elegant clothes stood respectfully under a few steps and bowed his head to him.

Han Yiyun sighed and waved his hand helplessly:
"Mu Liang, my junior brother is so unrighteous, it's really hard for you."

Mu Liang slowly put down his salute hand and smiled unintentionally:

"Where is the palace lord, after all, senior sister is a member of Frozen Moon Immortal Palace. Master, he is just too worried about senior sister, and he has become ill for a long time without medical treatment."

Hearing this, Han Yiyun frowned slightly, as if he had understood something, and smiled lightly:
"You, you are about to learn as bad as your master. If you have something to say, don't go around in circles."

Mu Liang didn't feel wrong at all because he exposed his mind, he restrained his smile, sank his hands, and said in a low voice:
"The palace lord is not a ruthless person, otherwise, he would not have erected a blue fire altar when Senior Sister left. In this case, why is Senior Sister not allowed to come back after finally knowing the whereabouts of Senior Sister?"

Han Yiyun put his hands behind his back, looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said:
"When did I say that I wouldn't let Fuyu come back?"

Mu Liang's eyes were slightly startled, a little confused:

"However, the palace lord just now clearly..."

Han Yiyun looked up at the clouds in the sky, his eyes were wise and gloomy, and he said slowly:

"What I said was 'don't look for it'. Right now, the world is in chaos, the demon race is about to move, and the human race is in a panic. If you dare to let your master out during this time... I'm not sure what kind of trouble he will make."

"..." Mu Liang.

One thing to say, indeed.

Han Yiyun sighed, "You don't have to bother to find Fuyu, she is the most promising disciple of this master when she was alive. We can find her through some means, and she must have expected this."

Mu Liangwei was stunned for a moment, and if he realized something in his heart, he still dared to ask:
"Palace Master means..."

Han Yiyun tilted his head and glanced at Mu Liang, put his big hands behind his back, and walked past him slowly:

"You don't have to do anything now, just wait for your senior sister to come back."

When the words fell, Mu Liang only felt a cold wind blowing behind him, and turned to look, but there was no Han Yiyun.
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"Master, please stay."

After completely obliterating the Demon Soul Armor, Ling Fuyu embraced the unconscious red-haired girl, trying to find a place to settle.

Before walking far, He Xuan shivered and greeted him.

Ling Fuyu frowned lightly, she was in a hurry to settle the red-haired girl, and after going to Jinger to deal with the matter, she didn't have time to talk with passerby A, and said coldly:
"Is something wrong?"

Daoist Leng Yan just underestimated the scene of wiping out the devil's soul. The Eight Sects and the Su Clan were both shocked, and even Hexuan's Xianyue Realm was no exception.

Being treated so rudely by Ling Fuyu, He Xuan resisted the timidity in his heart and pointed to the red-haired girl in her arms:

"The fault of the Tianyuan Sect is not only the fault of the senior brother, the younger generation knows this, and the price that the Tianyuan sect will pay is not going to make irresponsible remarks."

The words paused here, He Xuan glanced at Weiya who was in a coma, and said slowly in a pleasing tone:
"But... Weiya is the only blood of the senior brother left in this world. She has no role in the Tianyuan Sect. I don't know if the elder can save her life. The junior will carefully teach her to be kind and ask the senior to fulfill her. !"

Saying that, He Xuan lowered his head deeply.

In this life-and-death battle between Tianyuan Sect and Su Du, He Xuan really played the role of a two-fifth boy, and even he didn't want to mix with water at all, and was completely captured by Tu Yu.

But no matter how the process was and how the world evaluated morality, He Xuan had betrayed his sect after all.

Therefore, at the end of the day, He Xuan hopes to leave the last bloodline for the deceased brother, which can be regarded as a small atonement.

After listening to He Xuan's touching words, Ling Fuyu blinked. To be honest, she didn't know that the red-haired girl was Tu Yu's daughter Weiya before, and she thought she was definitely a 'lucky audience' who was randomly selected by the demon soul.

Unexpectedly, the demon soul was so mad that it used the host's daughter as a 'temporary carrier'.

If it wasn't for Ling Fuyu's overpowering strength just now, maybe he would have to take the risk that the demon soul would escape again and obliterate it together with the 'temporary carrier'.

Thinking of this, Ling Fuyu did not give an answer immediately, but after a moment of contemplation, she said in a low voice:

"This child's Tu Yu's daughter, how can you guarantee that she will not avenge her dead father and face Jing'er in the future?"

He Xuan knew that the other party would ask this, sighed deeply, and said firmly:

"On the guarantee of the life of the junior, if Weiya really has such a day, she will find trouble with the commander, and the junior will shoulder the responsibility and give her a ride in person."

Ling Fuyu stared at He Xuan for a few seconds, confirmed that the other party was not lying, and immediately threw Wei Ya to him:
"I hope you do what you say, otherwise this seat will surely hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

When the words fell, Ling Fuyu didn't want to waste any more time with He Xuan, so she turned and left.

He Xuan stood in mid-air, looking at Ling Fuyu's disappearing back, only to feel the edge on his back.

That seemingly simple threat made him feel powerless to be frozen in the deep sea.

He Xuan took a deep breath, dispelling part of the fear in his heart, and muttered to himself:
"Who is this person..."

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The shade of the trees slopes eastward, and the sunset westwards the mountains.

The handsome young man in a white robe sat on the stone bench in the courtyard in a daze, and his eyes glanced at the ants swarming on the ground.

Ling Fuyu stood at the gate of the courtyard, looked at him quietly, hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew past and blew the hair of the white-robed boy away. He had no choice but to stretch out his hand to smooth his temples, and inadvertently saw a beautiful figure standing at the door.

Xu Shoujing's eyes were slightly stunned, and he got up with a chuckle:

"Master, are you finished?"

Ling Fuyu's jade hand on the door frame trembled slightly, and Qingshui's eyes were a little flustered:

"Jing'er, I have something to tell you."

Xu Shoujing was stunned for a moment, then walked slowly to Ling Fuyu and said with a smile:
"what happened?"

"I...I want to..."

Ling Fuyu pursed her thin lips and opened her mouth lightly, but she couldn't say the words when she reached her lips.

She has to leave, her position has been exposed, and staying here will only implicate Su Huanqing and Xu Shoujing.

Ling Fuyu had already guessed the result from the time she used "Ice Emperor Eternal Tribulation Domain".

She had already made up her mind, but when she really faced the boy who made her a woman, she couldn't say anything.

Thinking about it carefully, she didn't get along with Jing'er for a long time. Without any emotional foundation, everything that happened last night can be regarded as a dewy relationship.

It's a pity... Ling Fuyu's old-fashioned heart has not been open to the point where she can still take it in and out in the face of her first man.

Seeing that Ling Fuyu didn't speak for a long time, Xu Shoujing tilted his head, not knowing why.

Just as he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, he found that the ends of Master's hair were covered with fluffy catkins.

Xu Shoujing blinked, and subconsciously reached out his hand to remove it for Ling Fuyu.

Ling Fuyu was still wandering in the sky, and when he saw the hand reaching out to his cheek, Ling Fuyu suddenly panicked, and he raised his hand and knocked it out without thinking:
Snapped--

"hiss……"

Xu Shoujing took a deep breath and gently rubbed the red back of his hand.

Ling Fuyu suddenly came back to her senses and wanted to apologize in her heart. She had already finished preparing her words, but she swallowed the words and bit her lower lip lightly:
"Jing'er, I'm leaving."

"Go? Where to go..."

Xu Shoujing was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for the first time. After he reacted, he was at a loss and said:
"Master, you don't have to be in such a hurry to leave... At least go see Huan Qing and say something else..."

Xu Shoujing didn't think too much at this moment, but instinctively felt that if Ling Fuyu saw Su Huanqing, she might stay because she was reluctant to part.

Unfortunately, Ling Fuyu just silently staggered her gaze:

"I won't see Qing'er."
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