"Little Palace Mistress, don't be angry, Xie Lao is dead, and the Soul-destroying Orb is gone, it's all the fault of the Moon Sect!"

"Why don't you make me angry?!"

Jing Lan turned her head and yelled at the black-clothed Xiexiu subordinates who were following behind her: "100 years! Xie Lao has been hiding under the Moon Sect for a whole 100 years, and I haven't even tracked him down!" arrive!"

This woman dressed in black, with a graceful figure and an enchanting appearance, is Jing Lan, the biological daughter of Jing Nai, the palace lord of the Soul Sect, and one of the most core figures in the entire Soul Sect.

Standing behind her were a dozen or so men in black. Behind these men were hanging a soul-destroying streamer or carrying a coffin. All of them had blue faces, black seals, and their footsteps were like ghosts.

The faces of these men were full of fear, they looked at Jing Lan in fear, and said tremblingly: "Little Palace Master, beside Xie Lao's body, there are four dead Nascent Soul Qi Yue Grandmasters. Zun's corpse, could they be fighting each other..."

Jing Lan paused her steps, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "The Desperate Orb must have been taken away by the Moon Sect. These well-known families are shameless. Four people surrounded and beat the old one. Stealing the treasure of our Soul Sect is extremely shameless!"

"That's right, that's shameless!"

The dozen or so black-clothed men who followed behind were all in danger, like answering dogs, not daring to take a breath.

It can be seen from this that the enchanting woman in black in front has a noble status and a powerful cultivation base.

"The power of the Palace Master alone is definitely not enough. When the Palace Master returns to the headquarters of the Soul Sect and sees his mother, he must let the mother send troops to take down the Moon Sect. Get the pearl out!" A ruthless look flashed across Jing Lan's eyes, and she clenched her small fists tightly.

"What the little palace master said is that the five sects of the first heaven are all the same, hypocrites with hypocrisy and hypocrisy, how can they compare with our evil cultivators, they are all true temperaments."

A dozen men in black are all sycophants.

Everyone followed Jing Lan's words, all kinds of flattery, lest they would make this little ancestor lively.

Suddenly, the few of them suddenly discovered that the little ancestor's footsteps stopped again.

"Little Palace Master? Why don't you leave?"

"That's right, little palace master, the headquarters of Dao Soul Sect will be here soon!"

Jing Lan stretched out a hand and gave an order to stop.

Everyone immediately stopped moving.

At this time, more than a dozen black-clothed people noticed that on the edge of a black swamp in front of them, there was a very handsome man covered in blood, lying there, half of his body had already sunk into the swamp.

"Why does this man look so familiar?" Jing Lan stretched out a hand and stroked his chin.

Among the black-clothed evil cultivators, there was an older senior who immediately recognized him and said, "Isn't this the Suzerain Chu Ye of the Qionghua Sect?"

Jing Lan raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her lips curled up in a meaningful arc, and said, "Chu Ye who likes to flaunt himself with benevolence and morality the most? Ha ha."

"Yes!" The evil cultivator nodded respectfully, "But in the last battle between the Soul Sect and the five sects, this man's methods were extremely vicious, and he is an out-and-out villain and hypocrite."

Jing Lan's beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, her red lips curled up in an enchanting arc, and her voice was full of interest: "Do you think my mother would like such a man?"

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