The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 213 Quarrel
Even though there was already an uproar in her heart, Jia Jia won a lot of points for her calmness when she was in a critical situation. Jia Jia gradually calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, first Let's see it!"

Although Jia Jia is light, but with a firm voice that cannot be ignored, Zhan Honglei's fiery temperament really calmed down, as if she had found a backbone, she stared at Jia Jia foolishly.

The two came all the way to the lobby of Tai'a Peak, and they saw Gu Lang standing in it almost at a glance, with a tall and straight figure just from his back.

But that Ye Qingge stood with Gu Lang with his head down, their heights matched, and it seemed that there was an indescribable sense of rightness for an instant.

"Ye Qingge, someone heard you call Gu Lang, is this true?" The person sitting on the seat who asked the question was a male cultivator that Jia Jia had never seen before, with a dignified face.

"Who is he?" Jia Jia couldn't help frowning, and asked Zhan Honglei who was beside her.

"I've never seen it before. I heard that it's a monk who has practiced to the point of leaving his body, surnamed Rong." Zhan Hong curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and said, "Even the head of the sect has to give him three points."

Ye Qingge lowered his head and shouted impatiently: "I don't remember why Gu Lang ignored Gu Lang."

"Here, tell me!" Reverend Rong pointed at a Foundation Establishment disciple next to him, who also had a look of embarrassment on his face, "Brother, disciple, I just heard Senior Sister Ye yell Gu Zhenren name, and nothing else."

"This sentence is enough." The monk Rong glared at Gu Lang, "The evidence is convincing, do you still want to deny it? Miao Tong Chan is the only descendant of Master Miao's line no matter how bad it is, but because of emotional disputes , how can you be worthy of being the successor of my Kunlun God Slaying Saber?"

"Master Rong, Gu Langde's God-Slaying Knife has passed level 72, and it was transferred in front of Master Yuanshan and my Kunlun Qixiu Memorial Tablet. This matter cannot be questioned." Mei Qihe's face was not very good-looking. .

"I heard that you, Mei Qihe, have a very good relationship with Qin Ya's master and apprentice. Even if you are the head of Kunlun, you must be favoritism. It's not convenient for you, Mei Qihe, to intervene in this matter." The real person sneered, " Gu Lang, you have solid evidence for the murder, but you still want to deny it?"

"I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't ask Ye Qingge, and I stayed on the hidden sword edge all night and didn't come out. I dare to swear on this matter." Gu Lang said coldly, "No, no, Rongren Do you want to be beaten into a trick?"

It has to be said that even though Gu Lang is in such a situation, there are still many people who are optimistic about him, most of them are foundation-building monks, and many people whispered.

"You don't even have full hair, so you dare to talk indiscriminately?" Naren Rong yelled, stopped the Foundation Establishment monks who were watching, and looked at Mei Qihe, "What do you say about this?"

"He swears by the demon of his heart, so it must be..." Mei Qihe had a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes. What does it mean to yell at him.

"Mei Qihe, if you can't deal with it fairly, you won't be able to be the head of the sect. I have plenty of people in Kunlun to sit in this position!" As soon as Naren Rong said it, there was silence all around.Mei Qihe was so angry that his fists and veins bulged, what kind of person was Rong An, he really couldn't bear it.

Before he could speak, a female voice came in, her footsteps were flustered, obviously she just heard the news and hurried over, and when she uttered it, it was the usual cynicism: "Uncle Rong is so elegant, how can you care It's about my Kunlun junior, why don't you cultivate well, what's the fun?"

"Yan Jin'er, restrain yourself in front of this old man. Is your reputation outside still good now? You alone can't control this old man!" Naren Rong was not a good match either, so he refused go back.

"You have such a long life, you suddenly came to take care of the affairs of my Kunlun junior, and you can't fart a fart in the past, but now you are so enthusiastic, you can't help but suspect that this junior named Miao Tongchan was killed by you, and you still want to kill him. The pot of shit is on Gu Lang's body. I rely on my old age to show off my old age, and come here to do my best. If you have such thoughts, it's better to think about the way of longevity." Yan Jin'er gritted her silver teeth, her teeth were sharp and her mouth was sharp, vulgar astonishing.

"Bastard, is this how your master taught you to behave?" Rong An didn't want to calm down at all, but was aggressive, "If he hadn't fallen already, the old man really wanted to ask him for an explanation."

"You want to see my master?" Yan Jin'er sneered suddenly, "Yes! The master has long since died. If you want to see him, there is only one way, why not..."

"Bastard!" Even Jia Jia couldn't help but feel that Yan Jin'er's skill in angering the monk in front of him was truly unique. The real Rong suddenly turned his sleeves into a Buddha, attacked Yan Jin'er, and cursed, "You are so unfilial! Disciple, it’s unlucky to make the master! So many years ago, in order to run on the old man, he actually brought out the master to speak out, it’s really a good skill!"

Yan Jin'er, who was hit directly by his furious blow, stepped back a few steps, stood still in front of Jia Jia and Zhan Honglei, and coughed lightly. Jia Jia's eyes were sharp, and she saw clearly The shocking redness of Yan Jin'er's palm, under the palm of that real person, actually caused Yan Jin'er to suffer internal injuries.

But Yan Jin'er obviously didn't want others to know, so she put her hands behind her back, with a look of indifference, only Mei Qihe asked worriedly: "Junior Sister Yan, is it important?"

"Hehe!" Yan Jin'er smiled mockingly, "You are so anxious to send the successor that my sect has spent so much effort to cultivate to Jiuyou Hell Prison, do you have ghosts in your heart?" Yan Jin'er looked around, curling the corners of her lips Facing Rong An, "I think you actually killed this person, and you want to push it on Gu Lang. It's because I planned to wait for the No. 1 Qin Ya in this generation to not be in Kunlun, so I attacked his disciple like this. It’s really outrageous.”

"Then Miao Tong Chan didn't hinder the old man, why did the old man want to kill him?" Rong An stared at Yan Jin'er anxiously

"The uncle is very elegant, why come out to join in the fun?" Yan Jin'er raised an eyebrow at Rong An without fear, "I have a head in Kunlun, what do you mean by that? Even if the head is not here, you should be Is our Fifth Elder a fart? It’s gone after we’re done?”

It's vulgar, but the image is acceptable. Even under such a serious scene, some of the monks watching couldn't help laughing.

"Of course..." Rong An said halfway, but suddenly fell silent, as if realizing that he had slipped his tongue, he stopped immediately, and said, "Qin Ya has a special status, and Gu Lang is not an ordinary Golden Core cultivator." , and this matter is also related to the only blood of Uncle Miao, it is no longer up to you and others to decide." Rong An said, and suddenly made a salute to the southwest, "I have reported this matter With Uncle Miao, we must not simply let it go!"

(End of this chapter)