I pinched off the peach blossoms of the Emperor Vinegar

Chapter 472 The power of blowing dust
Qiu Qingfeng froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Gong Yunxin, and whispered, "Is your wine ready? If there is no wine here after my master passes by, how can I get rid of this lie?"

"I'll take care of it, don't worry." After Gong Yunxin finished speaking, she quickly followed Ling Jian.

All the people in the courtyard were people with sharp eyesight, and most of them guessed Gong Yunxin's identity, but they left without saying anything.

After all, Gong Yunxin can kill the strong in the God Realm in such an understatement, and it is even more effortless to kill them.

They are still alive and burning incense, how can they go to die.

Previously, everyone in these hermit families regarded themselves as noble, and always felt that they were superior to others, but after seeing Gong Yunxin's attack today, they realized that sometimes it is useless to have a high cultivation base. No matter how high the cultivation base is, so what?

Ling Jian entered Gong Yunxin's room, walked over to pour a cup of tea, and then sat down. He looked up at the girl who was jumping over not far away, his eyes sank slightly, "Fifth Miss It is somewhat different from the rumors."

It was within Gong Yunxin's expectation that his identity was revealed. Gong Yunxin smiled lightly and sat down on the stool beside Lingjian, "What does Venerable Lingjian think I should be? Is it hemp?"

"I thought so too, but after what happened today, I feel that you didn't do those things before." As he spoke, Ling Jian took a sip of the tea in his cup with a calm gaze.

"Then old man, your position is too unsteady." Gong Yunxin smiled lightly, and continued: "When people from the mainland hear the word "devil king", they seem to have seen a ghost, but I think you are very calm. .”

"Hehe." Ling Jian smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at Gong Yunxin and said indifferently: "You want to kill people on this continent with your ability, but you have no reason to kill people on this continent just by waving your hands. That's not your style, so why are you disguised in my Ming Jiange?"

Hearing Ling Jian's words, Gong Yunxin paused lightly, then squinted at him and said, "Ming people don't whisper, I want your Soul Melting Orb from Mingjian Pavilion."

"You are very frank." Ling Jian didn't expect Gong Yunxin to be so straightforward. Looking at her smiling eyes, Ling Jian sighed: "This Soul Melting Orb is not as good as my name Jian Villa. It's useless, if you had come earlier, I would have sent you off, but now, this Soul Melting Orb is no longer in my hands."

"Ah? Little trash, are you lying to me? I just sensed the breath of the Soul Melting Orb from your little apprentice not long ago! You're telling me you're not here now, do you want to hide the Soul Melting Orb? ?” Accompanied by that exasperated voice, the figure of Venerable Xuanling had already appeared in the room.

Looking at the sloppy old man in front of him, Ling Jian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly changed his expression and knelt down on the ground, pinned his head on the ground and shouted: "My lord!!!"

Seeing Ling Jian's appearance, Gong Yunxin's mouth twitched, "Do you still know this old man?"

"I was fortunate enough to meet the Venerable once." Ling Jian knelt on the ground trembling, still not daring to look up.

Gong Yunxin stretched out her hand, wanting to pull Lingjian up, but Lingjian didn't dare, so she knelt on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

"Get up, don't dare to lie to me when you measure your little trash." After Venerable Xuanling said this, Ling Jian stood up tremblingly, but he was still bent over, not daring to straighten up, even more so. Not to mention raising your head to look at Venerable Xuanling.

(End of this chapter)