Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

I don’t know who made the first move. By the time some disciples reacted, some of them had already fallen to the ground.

Those who died were people from the Holy Land, and those who took action were the Ancient Tree Taoist priests from the Fierce Demon Palace.

This Taoist didn't look amazing on the ghost ship or at the bottom of the abyss, but at this moment, he looked like a bloodthirsty madman who easily ended a person's life.

Fingers stained with blood.

Taoist Gushu took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers until they were clean again.

He looked at Pei Geli with a regretful tone.

"Pity."

While he was in a trance just now, he wanted to take down Pei Geli in one fell swoop, but what he didn't expect was that the people around him, like a dead soldier, traded their lives for lives, allowing Pei Geli to survive.

Even so, Pei Geli was also seriously injured.

In those dark eyes, there were floating embers, belonging to the power of the holy fire, almost ready to ignite the ancient tree Taoist.

"Boy, your fire is not strong enough!"

Taoist Gushu laughed, and the contempt in his tone was evident.

"Why?" Someone was puzzled.

Unlike them, they had just experienced a crisis and hadn't yet stood firm, so how could they be sour between each other?

"What for."

"One of my missions this time is to kill this kid."

As a demon cultivator, Taoist Gushu can be considered daring.

He was not shy in front of so many people. Observing the surprised and responsible eyes of the others, a strange smile appeared on Taoist Gushu's face.

"That is why you take the words of their holy land as a guide and listen to them as holy words."

"I'm afraid you don't know that those old boys in the Holy Land lied to you about a big thing, a big thing."

He shouted exaggeratedly, arms spread wide.

That flamboyant attitude seemed genuine. In fact, there was no need for the other party to lie about this matter. After all, he couldn't deceive so many people at once.

"What did you lie to us about?"

The clueless person asked, very curious.

Taoist Gushu grinned: "Their holy land divined a savior, and even sent disciples from the holy land to have contact with that savior."

"The divination says that the problems that trouble us..." Taoist Gushu pointed to the sky: "It will be solved in the hands of this savior."

"Everyone, don't you want to know who this savior is?"

As soon as Taoist Gushu said these words, there were waves of low voices.

Since ancient times, every time there is a catastrophe in the world of cultivation, the Holy Land will provide divination warnings. During the most difficult times, prophecies will appear, and these prophecies are all learned through divination in the Holy Land.

This time, no one has thought about why the Holy Land reacted so badly.

It turns out that it wasn't that he didn't respond, but that he had known something for a long time, but he didn't tell anyone.

They gave the Holy Land a detached status not just to hide it at a time like this.

"Shengzi Pei, is what he said true or false?"

When in doubt, naturally ask questions.

When a lot of eyes were on Pei Geli, Pei Geli, who claimed to never lie, fell silent under everyone's scrutiny.

"Tsk, boy, you are still too young."

Taoist Gushu laughed at Pei Geli to his heart's content.

"Lord Holy Son, who is that person?"

"Yeah, tell us, there's nothing we can't say until now."

"We have the right to know about this matter. The Holy Land should give us an explanation."

A bunch of great principles were thrown at him, making Pei Geli's face darken.

The disciples of the Holy Land surrounded him and remained vigilant.

"By the way, it seems that there are no elders in the Holy Land this time." Everyone paid great attention to this trip to Yuanhai.

Every force has come to control the situation.On the other hand, in the Holy Land, there is only one Holy Son presiding over the overall situation, which is not very gregarious.

"Lord Holy Son, tell me. I just happen to want to know who the savior is?"

When he called Lord Holy Son, Taoist Gushu sounded disrespectful. .

Looking at Pei Geli's face, he was very embarrassed.

Lu Yun stood in the crowd, listening to these conversations, her heart skipping a beat.

Speaking of the savior, she really knew one person, and that was Feng Yuyao.

And because she is a little butterfly, the plot has already taken a different path, so she does not know whether Feng Yuyao is still the savior in the original text.

She looked at Feng Yuyao from the corner of her eye, but he didn't notice anything.

When she looked away, she unexpectedly saw Pei Geli looking at Feng Yuyao as well.

If she hadn't happened to be paying attention to Feng Yuyao, she might have missed this inexplicable look.

For a moment, she wanted to sigh at the power of the plot.

"The time is not yet up. When the time comes, that person will naturally be exposed to the world." Pei Geli explained. Because of his injury, his words sounded a bit lacking in confidence.

Holy flames soared in his eyes.

"Then when the time comes, is it possible that when we are all dead, the people from your Holy Land will come out to collect our bodies?"

"Or, you don't intend to say anything at all, you just want to hide the savior."

"After all, the savior is related to the future of the world of cultivation. Who doesn't want to take all the credit, right?"

Demonic cultivators never think of people as tall people, and they don't mind speculating on a matter with the greatest malice.

And this matter is indeed the Holy Land's fault.

Facing the aggressive Taoist Gushu, Pei Geli frowned and thought about how to turn this around.

"Haha, what's the point of bullying the juniors?"

"Old Gu Shu, you want to talk, right? I'll talk to you, is that enough?"

A figure appeared next to Pei Geli. The man held Pei Geli's shoulder with one hand, and the spiritual power in his palm resolved the hidden injury caused by the ancient tree Taoist to Pei Geli.

"It's you!"

When he saw the visitor, Taoist Gushu's face suddenly turned green. No matter how he looked at him, he looked a little afraid.

"It's your grandfather and me."

"I'm telling you, old Gushu, if you can't defeat me with one of your defeated generals, why don't you come to bully my juniors in the Holy Land?"

"Where's your face? Was it eaten by the smelly fish in the sea?"

The visitors laughed to their heart's content, but Taoist Gushu couldn't do anything.

The things he encountered at the hands of the other party had a huge shadow on him. When he saw the other party, Taoist Gushu wanted to escape.

In fact, many people present had to bow their heads when they saw this man.

"I have seen seniors."

A group of people clasped their fists and saluted the person who came, and in a high and low voice, Lu Yun spit out a title.

"Old Qian."

Her voice was low, not noticeable among the greetings.

But Mr. Qian looked over immediately and winked at Lu Yun for a while.

"it's me."

"Little girl, we meet again."

With that kind attitude, Lu Yun bowed as a junior.

"Do you know Senior Qian?"

Fifth Elder Jing Yuan asked Lu Yun, with a surprised look on his face, how she met this senior who rarely left the Holy Land and had no trace of him for a long time over the years.

Give the beads to Lu Yun (end of this chapter)