The Empress of Men's Clothes in Huanyun Pavilion

Petals were floating all over the sky, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and everyone unconsciously looked up.And at this moment, a peerless demon man descended from the sky, and several men in black followed closely behind him, and this man was actually Duan Muxi whom he met in the inn that day.

Bei Li Moji Ye couldn't help but have black lines all over his head, the way this guy appeared was too out of the ordinary.

I saw Duanmuxi was still the same as that day, wearing a purple gauze robe, smiling seductively at this moment, "Hehe, how could this martial arts conference be without my leader."

The martial arts people present naturally knew that Duan Muxi was the leader of the cult, so they couldn't help but glared angrily at the culprit who disrupted the martial arts conference.

And the three major sects even considered themselves to be decent in the martial arts, and each of them looked like they wanted to catch Duan Muxi.

Master Jingxu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, looked at Duanmuxi with a benevolent expression on his face and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, you will be right when you turn back."

On the other hand, Mrs. Kong Jing from Emei said with a righteous face, "Master host, why bother talking nonsense with such a cult member? Just take advantage of this martial arts conference and when everyone is present, arrest this traitor." Down."

The Wudang master next to him, Master Wu Jin, also echoed, "What the teacher said is correct, it is too arrogant to dare to disturb the martial arts conference."

When the martial arts people around heard it, even the heads of the three major sects spoke up and echoed, supporting the actions of the heads of the three major sects.

But Duanmuxi, who was standing on the ring, still smiled lightly, without the slightest wave in his eyes.

As for Mu Xiaotian, who was sitting in the chief seat, he could no longer see the surroundings, and stared straight at Mu Hanyu, who was lying in Bei Liji Ye's arms, with a look of worry floating in his eyes.

Seeing that the audience began to turmoil following the words of the three major sects, and wanted to step forward to take down the leader of the cult, they heard a cold snort, "I said, have you guys finished the quarrel?"

The person who spoke was Bei Li Moxibustion Ye. Although the whole audience was very noisy, unexpectedly, everyone in the audience seemed to be stunned and quieted down. Even they themselves were surprised that they A strange pressure compelled them to be silent.

Because Duanmuxi was standing on the ring with his back to Bei Li Moxie, and he had just noticed Bei Li Moxie Ye's stunning face finally had a different expression.

Duanmu Xiwei looked at Bei Li Mo Ye in surprise, and asked, "Why are you here?" But he saw a person lying in Bei Li Mo Ye's arms.

Bei Li moxibustion looked at Duanmu Xi with slightly raised eyebrows and asked, "Why can't I be here?"

It was only now that Duanmuxi realized that this was the second time he had met Bei Li Moxie Ye, why couldn't he appear here, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

But seeing Bei Li Moji Ye looking at him with a displeased face, Duan Muxi asked a little unnaturally, "What's the matter, what's on my face?" He even touched his face worriedly, such a gesture As well as his expression, he couldn't help but surprised his subordinates who have been with him for many years and the martial arts people present. Is this really the leader of the cult?

Bei Liji Ye said unhappily, "Your vulgar way of appearance, I don't want to talk about you anymore, but if you want to make trouble, you have to wait until I win the martial arts leader."

The arrogant tone couldn't help but make the people present feel ashamed. Even Duanmuxi and Yan Jingxu who were beside him doubted how thick-skinned Bei Lijiye was. . . . . .