The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

"What do you want to say?"

Miaoyuan quietly used the power of magic to open the magic weapon Phantom, and said angrily to him: "Our cultivation is indeed not as deep as yours, and our magic is not as strong as yours!"

"But we are closed disciples on Cangling Mountain, apprentices under my master."

above the hall
The sound suddenly erupted like a loud bell. Murong Feng's eyes widened in fright, and he hurriedly reached for the telephonic spirit on his body.

What's going on? Why did Junior Sister Miaoyuan amplify the sound of their communication into a sound that could be heard by the entire hall.

"Whose voice is this?!"

"What happened?"

"It seems to be the voice of Junior Sister Miaoyuan..."

"Who is Junior Sister Miaoyuan talking to? What happened to her?!"

The whole hall exploded. He looked drunk just now, but now he was suddenly awakened by such a loud sound, as if he had sobered up.

Murong Feng hurriedly took out the Tongyinling, and just as he was about to plead guilty and close it, he heard his junior sister's voice complaining and scolding others.

"If you want to compete with me, you can compete happily and openly. But you took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me?!"

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Hanmo saved me, otherwise I would have been scarred and old wounds would relapse. Now that the two of us are no match for your cultivation, we have already surrendered and surrendered, but you refuse to give up and refuse to give up?!"

"Is this the way your Toba tribe treats guests? Is this what your General Yu did?! Fortunately, my master is still in the hall, feasting and entertaining, toasting and drinking. This is how you repay my master, this is how you treat me Are they from his disciples?!"

"You're talking nonsense -" Before Yu Juncheng could finish his words, Murong Feng quickly cut off the connection with Tongyinling.

He stood up in a panic, bowed and saluted: "Master, something has happened to Junior Sister Miaoyuan. I beg Master to order the disciples to go rescue Junior Sister."

Several elders slowly put down the wine cups in their hands, as if they had just come back to their senses.

This... General Yu left the table just to test Miaoyuan's disciple?And even attacked her?
Everyone suddenly came to their senses. What Junior Sister Miaoyuan had just said was that General Yu wanted to compete with her, but Junior Sister refused, so he made a sneak attack?

sky!How could General Yu Juncheng of the Toba Clan be this kind of person?

Junior Sister Miaoyuan is just a 19-year-old little girl. She doesn't even let go of a little girl. Does she still take Cang Lingshan and their sect leader seriously?

Fortunately, they are still drinking the fine wine for his feast at this moment!
Minlan squeezed the hand under the table tightly, her eyebrows were dark and sinister, and she looked like she was furious, "Come here, please bring General Yu back to our sect!"

Qin Yin bowed and saluted, "Yes, Qin Yin will go now."

"Aunt Qin Yin, I'll go with you." Murong Feng was really worried, so he picked up the Haosen Sword beside the table, followed her steps and walked out of the hall.

"Everyone, withdraw!"

The voice behind him was eerie and angry.Murong Feng understood that the master was angry.

The palace door was closed, and everyone stood up and saluted cautiously, "Yes, Lord Sect Master."

On the pavilion
"What are you talking about?" Yu Juncheng suddenly couldn't understand what this kid wanted to do.

Han Mo only glanced at her and immediately guessed what she meant. He couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, "Manzhu is so smart."

Know how to retreat in order to advance.

Miaoyuan looked at the extinguished Tongyin Spirit in her hand, quickly put it back into the Qiankun bag, walked out from behind Han Mo and said: "Disciple is not talking nonsense, what I said is the truth."

"Guess if the master knows what happened tonight, will you have the opportunity to visit us in Cangling Mountain in the future?"

Yu Jun smiled angrily, "You are so sharp-tongued that I, the general, know why Min Lan accepted you as his disciple."

"Then don't worry about it, General." Miaoyuan reached out and pushed the Yuexin Sword in Han Mo's hand into the scabbard, signaling him to put away the sharp weapon in his hand.

Just now, she used the sound channeling spirit to send a message to Senior Brother Murong, and controlled the voice of the message to the maximum with the power of her heart, so she guessed that not only Senior Brother Murong heard it, but everyone in the hall probably also heard what she said.

Therefore, it is better to put the sword away. After all, they are not as powerful as General Yu.

Han Mo obediently put away the Yue Xin Sword and pinned it to his waist again. He raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "General, do you want to fight again?" Yu Juncheng didn't understand what kind of tricks they were playing. How could they fight? What’s the reason why people put away magic weapons?Unless they want to...

"But the disciple doesn't want to fight."

As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, Qin Yin's figure appeared under the pavilion.

"Is General Yu up there? The sect leader specially sent us to invite the general back. I hope the general will come down early and don't put me in trouble."

Yu Juncheng immediately turned to look under the pavilion, and saw Qin Yin looking up at him neither humble nor arrogant, with a look of determination on her face.

Murong Feng, who was standing behind him, also had a resolute look on his face, as if they were here to support Miao Yuan.

He suddenly understood, "Is this your trick?"

Invite the people around Minlan and tell him to go back, so that he can't do anything to them.

Miaoyuan chuckled, "What did General Yu say? My master saw that you had been away from the table for a long time, so he sent Aunt Qin Yin to invite you back. Is there any problem?"

"Ha," Yu Juncheng held the sword tightly in his hand. Looking at their eyes, they were filled with anger. The atmosphere around them became colder and more powerful, as if they were about to explode.

Miaoyuan immediately became vigilant, "You still want to take action?"

Han Mo immediately protected her behind him, holding the Yuexin Sword tightly in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"General Yu," a female disciple in fluttering red clothes and a delicate and cold face suddenly stood on the pavilion, looking down at him.

"Not everyone can touch our little Highness the Ghost Clan."

Miaoyuan raised her head in surprise and said happily, "Sister Yan Yun?!"

Yu Juncheng turned his head when he heard the sound, with a cold expression on his face, "A member of the ghost tribe?"

"I'm Yan Yun from the ghost clan. I've seen General Yu." She flew down and stood firmly in front of Miaoyuan and Hanmo. She held a spear and looked down at him. Her whole body looked like a high school girl. Like a hero.

"Yan...Yun?" The female war goddess of the ghost tribe, the daughter of the ghost tribe elder Yan Yin?

Oh, tonight is really a night of injustice.

Yu Juncheng put away the sharp sword in his hand invisibly, walked down with a cold face, "The days are long."

He must fight them.

Miaoyuan snorted coldly. The Bird Feather Clan, like the Yun Yu Clan, were not good people.

Han Mo bowed and saluted, "I've seen Senior Sister Yan Yun——"

Miaoyuan followed suit and saluted, "Sister Yan Yun, thank you very much for this time."

Otherwise, General Yu might not let them go so easily.Even though there was a master under the pavilion, he still acted as if he didn't hear him, which shows his arrogance.

"You're welcome. Who gave you the surname Yan?"

He has the same surname as her.

Yan Yun turned around neatly and walked down the pavilion. If it weren't for her father's repeated instructions, she wouldn't have wanted to deal with these troublesome matters.

Miaoyuan smiled, grabbed the clothes of the person next to her and prepared to go down together, but she saw that the person next to her was as stable as a rock, unshakable.

"Huh?" Miaoyuan looked up at him in confusion, and saw Han Mo Leng's calm face, asking her in a low voice.

"Explain it."

Miaoyuan was confused, "What?"

"We were in the main hall just now, why were we drinking?"

Miaoyuan: "..."