After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Ling Miao nodded when he heard this. He had to hold on until Xuan Si had set up the barrier before taking action.

As long as the inside is separated from the outside and the ghost cultivation is left to the senior brothers and sisters, she can deal with the locals. After all, she does not rely on spiritual power to hit people, but purely on fists as big as sandbags.

Xuan Si: "Little junior sister, do you have a way to deal with it?"

Ling Miao: "This time the situation is complicated, so we must outwit it."

Xuan Si nodded in agreement and said seriously, "Then what are you going to do?"

Ling Miao looked serious, "I'm going to reason with them first, and if they don't listen, I'll beat them up."

Xuan Si: "..."

Is this a new concept to outsmart?
  Outwit with your fists?
  He stood up silently and said to Duan Yunzhou with a sad look on his face, "Elder brother, let's prepare to escape with our family and everyone."

Duan Yunzhou narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I have been preparing."

From the first second he followed Ling Miao into this mansion, he felt it was extremely unreliable. He even still hasn't figured it out yet, how could they get to this point?

Not far away, the ghost cultivators peeked here: ah, this Bronze Grandma is so scary! If you don't agree with me, you will make people kneel down! The dead-faced maid next to her also looked very unpleasant!

Li Pu soon brought a group of people to suppress the direct disciples of the four sects.

Ling Miao heard the movement and changed to a lazy sitting position.

He raised one foot directly up on the chair, looking very arrogant.

She took a cursory glance at the direct descendants below. Except for their Yuehua Sect, there was only one wrongdoer, Bai Chuluo, who was tied up miserably in a crowd. Almost all the direct descendants from other sects were present.

This is really a gathering of elites for a personal meeting.

The last time she saw her descendants gathered together was the last time.

The descendants of the four sects were all tied and kneeling below, and each descendant was followed by a local.

The expressions on the faces of the locals slightly attracted Ling Miao's attention.

These people were dressed in pitch black, but they all had faces that looked like they could easily control other people's lives. Their whole bodies exuded the aura of a villain.

They looked so proud, as if what they had tied to their feet was not a human being, but a pile of gold.

On the other hand, the faces of those direct disciples all had an iron-clad look, ready to die as martyrdom at any time.

On the other side, the direct disciples obviously realized that now has reached the most dangerous moment.

Fang Zhuchen looked at the other two chief disciples and whispered.

"Brother Shentu, Miss Qu, the situation is critical now. Since we are the chiefs of the four sects, we have our own responsibilities and must do our best to protect the junior brothers and sisters of our sect."

These people were not stupid. In the past few days since they were arrested, they had probably realized that the ropes that bound them were connected to these ordinary people.

Attacking the rope is equivalent to attacking ordinary people.

If they act rashly, the jade tokens in their bodies will definitely backfire and suppress their cultivation.

There are so many ghost cultivators here, and people have to stop the locals. It is definitely not enough for one person to break free from the rope.

The three of them fight to the death, and maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

Qu Fengmian said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just waiting for your order."

Shen Tulie nodded without saying anything.

When it’s time to unite, we still have to unite.

The locals next to Fang Zhuchen were very close to him and heard the conversation between the three of them.

Although I didn't quite understand what they meant, they were planning to escape.

He sneered and said in a strange tone, "Haha, you have fallen into the hands of our Black Crow Cult and you still want to escape? Stop struggling. It is your blessing to be a stepping stone on our path to immortality!" Li Pu heard him Then, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: Haha? Our Black Crow Cult? Whoever follows you and us, you are just a stupid dog.

He summoned all the ghost cultivators from the Black Crow Sect. As for the locals, only those who guarded the direct disciples were left inside, and the rest found a reason and drove them out.

Li Pu walked to Ling Miao with a respectful smile, "Grandma Tong, everything is ready."

"Ah."

Ling Miao raised her eyes slightly and motioned to Xuan Si to guard the door. Others did not become suspicious and gave way to let Xuan Si pass.

Ling Miao watched Xuan Si arrive at the door smoothly, then raised his eyes again, looked at Li Pu lazily, and asked angrily.

"Is it all here?"

Her voice attracted the attention of the captured disciples.

Their eyes all focused on Ling Miao.

Looking at this posture, this little girl is the leader of this group of ghost cultivators.

etc? Why is the leader of the ghost cultivator a little girl? Did their manager just call her Grandma Tong? Could it be that he had already taken the Beauty Pill when he was a child?

The conditions for taking Zhuyan Dan are more stringent than taking Bigu Dan.

It seemed that the cultivation level of this ghost cultivator leader must be quite high, and the hearts of the several leaders who were preparing for a desperate fight felt heavy.

But for some reason, they all felt like they had seen this leader, as well as the figures of the maids and attendants following her, somewhere.

However, since Ling Miao had been missing for half a year, the direct descendants of the Yuehua Sect took turns guarding her when she came out of seclusion, so they did not have much activity. As a result, no one could connect the two for a while.

Li Pu looked at Ling Miao eagerly, "Grandma Tong, no more, no less, they are all here!"

"Humph."

Ling Miao glanced in the direction of Xuan Si, stood up from his position, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked unhurriedly to the direct disciples.

As he walked, he also let out strange laughter, looking like he was mentally abnormal, which was creepy to watch.

Three junior brothers who are in a group.

Xie Tiye: "She looks so scary and perverted!"

Su Yu: "I sneaked to a restaurant to listen to stories before, and she was exactly the same as the monster the storyteller told about!"

Bai Chuluo: "Ooooooo, I want to go home!"

Although he knew that Grandma Tong was the junior sister, this did not prevent him from being afraid!

Ling Miao stopped in front of all the descendants, faintly looked at the young boys and girls who were glaring at her, and sneered.

"Haha, they say that the direct descendants of the four sects are the proud sons of heaven and the hope for the future of the cultivation world. I think this is nothing more than this. Now, don't they all fall into my hands?"

She is small in stature, but her whole body exudes a strong and perverted aura.

"I only heard about it in the past, but when I saw it today, these little babies that I passed down from my parents are quite handsome. Why don't I let my mother take the supplements first and then sacrifice them, hahahahahaha!"

Ling Miao put her hands on her hips and let out a perverted laugh.

Li Pu and other ghost cultivators laughed when they saw their boss, and they quickly laughed together.

When the locals saw the ghost cultivators laughing, they laughed too.

For a time, the room was filled with laughter.

Whenever the direct descendants have experienced such humiliation, their faces turned dark on the spot.