The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

"Junior Sister Miaoyuan!!"

Murong Feng panicked and couldn't stop her at all. He could only watch her get off the high seat in the competition venue with an angry face, and walked towards the group of female disciples in Fanyin Pavilion.

"Oh my God!!"

"Look there quickly, Junior Sister Miaoyuan has passed by."

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned from the competition venue to the high competition seat over there, with an expression of watching a good show.

Over there, the female disciples of Fanyin Pavilion were also a little panicked, "You... what do you want to do?"

"Yeah, what do you want to do?"

Miaoyuan lifted up her skirt and strode onto the high seat where they were sitting. She stood in front of their group with a cold face, "What did you just say? Tell me again?"

It turned out that he was asking for guilt.Everyone lowered their heads in guilt, not daring to look at her, let alone answer her words.

Who would have dared to think that this little Highness of the Ghost Clan, at such a young age, would have such a hot temper that he wouldn't even give in to anyone else's words.

She looked at the group of them one by one with cold purple eyes, and her words were sonorous and powerful, "If you don't like me, you can fight me openly and openly, instead of sitting here and talking about me. No, talking about my aunt’s rights and wrongs.”

They lowered their heads, looking at me and me, but they didn't dare to look at Miaoyuan, let alone say anything.Because they know that their status is low, if they stand out, they will be blamed and punished.

In the final analysis, you just don't dare to show off in front of the rightful owner. You only dare to say a few words behind people's backs for fun.

Really strong people disdain to talk about the rights and wrongs of others, just like...

"Senior Sister Fanlu." Miaoyuan raised her head and looked at the person who was sitting firmly in a high position but said nothing.

She nodded slightly, "Junior Sister Miaoyuan."

She knew there was nothing good in calling her, but after all, she was the senior sister of this group of female disciples. She was responsible for their mistakes.

"I would like to ask senior sister, how should they be punished for talking about the rights and wrongs of junior sisters from the same sect and criticizing their elders behind their backs?"

"This..." Fan Lu looked a little embarrassed. It wasn't that she didn't remember the sect's rules, but that these people were all disciples of their Fanyin Pavilion.

And she was a closed disciple in Fanyin Pavilion. If I asked her about this, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?
"Senior Sister!!" They looked embarrassed and looked up at Fan Lu, a little scared.

They were wrong. They should not have provoked the little Highness of the Ghost Clan. They did not expect that she would be so bold and dare to face the senior sister to accuse them of their sins.

"Shut up!" Fan Lu was furious when she looked at them below. Instead of watching a proper competition, she had to talk about this difficult brat and talk about Teacher Ning Shang's right and wrong. It was damned.

Are you okay now?
They were not afraid of anything, and even came over to argue and question them all by themselves.How about them?I dare not even let out a fart.

a shame!

"Senior sister, you must save us, we will never dare again..."

"Yes, senior sister, please save us."

A group of them stood up in a panic and knelt down to Fan Lu without saying a word. Everyone's face and heart were so anxious and scared, fearing that they would be punished by her again for their few words. go.

"Now you know how to beg me? Why didn't you think about me when you were scolding others?" Fan Lu stood up quickly, no longer in the mood to watch the competition, and walked out of the competition venue.

I have the ability to stir up trouble, but now that I have found out about them, I don’t have the ability to take the responsibility anymore?

Haha, it’s a joke, it’s just your own fault.Besides, Junior Sister Miaoyuan is the only close disciple of the sect leader, the noble little Highness of the Ghost Clan. Do they think she can let them off easily just because they say or do anything?

Self-righteous fools, a bunch of trash, what use can they be.Fanlu walked down the steps of the high seat, and everyone on the high seat could hear what he said, which was equivalent to replying to Miaoyuan's words.

"Three rules of the sect No. 20. Anyone who talks about fellow disciples or sisters behind their backs will be punished with a slap on the board thirty times and a handwritten copy of the sect's rules twenty times."

"Senior sister?!" They turned their heads in fear and looked at the direction she left, thinking something bad in their hearts.

"The sect's sect rule No. 60 states that any disciple who criticizes his elders behind his back, disrespects his elders, or even makes trouble with his elders will be imprisoned for 3 years, and will not be allowed to step out of the gate to meditate on his mistakes."

"What..." Everyone looked over in disbelief. Is this Senior Sister Fanlu of Fanyin Pavilion really going to punish the female disciples of Fanyin Pavilion?

I saw the group of female disciples slowly slumped on the spot, their eyes dull, their eyes dull, and their hearts as gray as death.

Their future, their path of cultivation, has been ruined in this life, ruined by their own hands.

Everyone looked at Miaoyuan with a bit more timidity and fear. They didn't expect that with just a few words, she could punish the senior sisters in Fanyin Pavilion.

How dare they offend her so easily?
"Miao, Junior Sister Miaoyuan is so amazing." Seeing her come back and sit next to him again, Murong Feng was trembling even as he spoke.

This... this little junior sister is so terrifying. With just a few words, she can make Fan Lu of Fanyin Pavilion give up on these people and let them receive the punishment they deserve.

"What's wrong, senior brother?" Miaoyuan frowned and looked at him, not knowing where the sudden awe in his eyes came from.

As for that, she didn't do anything extreme, it's just that they brought it upon themselves.

"No...it's nothing..." Murong Feng quickly turned his head away, curled up his hands under his sleeves and then flattened them, and laughed dryly.

"Look... let's watch the competition."

He should be careful with what he says in the future, lest Junior Sister Miaoyuan takes it to heart and scolds him like she did today.

Miaoyuan followed what he said and her eyes fell on the competition ground again.

At that time, more than half of the competition between Yuntong and Han Mo had passed.

Because of the power of the ancient artifact Yuexinjian, no matter how Yuntong attacked or provoked him, it had no effect.That divine sword was like his protective shell. No matter how she attacked, he would hide under the shell and not be hurt at all.

She was so angry that she directly raised her sword and jumped up, using all her heart power to fight in his direction.

"Senior Sister Yuntong, this is..."

"Do you want to injure the enemy a thousand times and injure yourself eight hundred?"

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this method is currently the only way to get close to Han Mo and attack Han Mo, but everyone also knows that if this method is used, the probability of being injured by the Yuexin Sword's sword energy is also very high.

It can be said that it is [-]%.

"Ah..." Yun Tong endured the injury to his hand from the sword energy and swung his sword down from mid-air. He was bound to hit the target with one blow and win directly.

But she forgot that Han Mo had forced her to have such a plan.

He had been waiting for her to be unable to hold back and strike, giving him a fatal blow.Because of this, he could give her a fatal blow.

"Wow!!" Countless blue lights exploded from the sky, like beaded flowers made of flames, dazzling and shining.

"Senior Sister Yuntong, be careful——!!"

"Junior Brother Hanmo, he is going to fight back!!"