Although the battle between the Terran and the demon clan is over, the East wasteland and the east capital are beyond recognition.

Especially in the eastern wilderness, all the buildings were destroyed, and they were almost trampled into a flat land.

In Dongdu, only the East suffered a devastating blow. The snow hall in the East was completely destroyed.

Qiyun hall is located in the Midwest of Dongdu, so it is lucky that it has not been affected much.

After a few days of consolidation, Qiyun hall began to return to normal.

But today, a group of uninvited guests came from Ximen sect.

Silver frost hall.

In the main hall, shangguanjing sits on the main seat, and the first seat on the right side is a young disciple.

It's Simon sang, a disciple of the inner courtyard of Ximen sect.

It seems that he is only in his twenties or twenties, but his posture is extremely arrogant and arrogant. He sits lazily in his seat with a disdainful attitude.

The virgin sat opposite, always lowering her head. On the surface, she looked as calm as water, but on the inside, she was still a little flustered.

"If there's no other problem, let's go." Simon Sang's words were dead, and there was no room for discussion.

"Wait a minute." Leng Hongzhu stops.

"Why?" Simon sang glanced at her frivolously. "It's your honor for our Lord to invite you to be a guest of Ximen sect. What's the matter with you?"

"No Leng Hongzhu shook his head. "I'll be more accommodating for a while. When my benefactor comes back, I'll go with you, OK?"

Her tone was full of supplication.

It's not that she doesn't want to go. She just wants to see singer and Xingshen again before she leaves.

"Wheezing, wasting time." Simon sang snorted coldly and was impatient. "I'll leave immediately. Who knows when I'll go?"

"You'd better be accommodating for a while. Just wait for a while. They... They should be back soon." Cold red candle begged, some not reconciled.

"Come on Simon Sang was too lazy to talk nonsense, "take the saint away, you're welcome!"

"Yes

Several disciples of Ximen sect took orders and directly held Leng Hongzhu's arms with a cold attitude.

"You ask me to wait a little longer, just a little longer, OK, I beg you." No matter how cold candlelight pleads, they still look the same.

The others in the hall, although I was dizzy in my heart, said nothing.

They are not qualified to fight against Ximen sect or the emperor.

What's more, this is the fate of the virgin.

Only Shangguan Feng sat on one side, his chest full of anger, whispered: "father, are we going to see my aunt taken away?"

"Don't talk." Shangguanjing rebukes him coldly.

If Ximen sang overhears, maple will suffer as well.

Shangguan Maple finger bone tightly curled up, trying to press the anger, closed his mouth, but his eyes were full of unbearable.

"Let me go, let me go!" The cold red candle struggled desperately, but it didn't help.

Despair surged into my heart.

"Take it away, no nonsense!" Simon sang ordered coldly, extremely unhappy.

"Yes

"Stop it Suddenly, a fierce female voice came from outside the hall with anger.

Bang bang——

The next second, the two disciples escorting the saint were heavily kicked in the chest, flew out several meters and vomited blood.

"Who?"

Simon sang became angry and saw Mo Qingge and his brother and sister step into the silver frost hall with a cold face.

"Song, star sink!" Cold red candle suddenly face dew hope, surprised to embrace Mo Qingge, phalanx are a little trembling, "Song Er, are you OK, are you not hurt?"

Her tears welled up.

"Saint, I'm fine." Mo Qingge responds lightly.

Leng Hongzhu carefully looked her over and confirmed that she was not hurt, so she felt relieved: "it's OK."

When she saw that Ge'er was in peace, she could go to ximenzong.

"How dare you dare to be so presumptuous and lay hands on the disciples of Ximen sect?" Simon sang roared.

Mo Qingge glanced at him coldly, looking contemptuous and disdainful: "are you the dog from Ximen sect?"

"Ge'er..." Leng Hongzhu held her and asked her not to contradict Simon sang.

This Ximen sang is a disciple of Ximen sect. He is very popular with the elders of Ximen sect because of his strong talent.

Two years ago, with the help of the elder of Ximen sect, he just broke through the metaphysical realm.

Less than 30 years old, you can break through the metaphysical realm. Such a talent can be said to be one in a million.

Even in Ximen school, they are outstanding.

"Qingge, don't be rude!" Shangguanjing, who was sitting in the seat, also said something to stop him.

Simon Sang's face turned black: "who is the wild girl? Who is the dog?"

"You, of course!" Mo Qingge didn't pay any attention to him. "Where are the dogs of Ximen sect coming from and going back? Our saints won't go with you!"

In a word, the atmosphere of the whole hall became tense.

This girl is not so brave!

However, all the people in Qiyun hall did not dare to speak or offend Ximen Zong.

Simon Sang's finger bones were tight, and his face was almost black: "a little girl, how dare you stop me? I think you're tired of living! "

After that, he gave shangguanjing a vicious glance: "shangguandian master, you still don't care?"

"Cough." Shangguanjing sighed helplessly and said, "Qingge, you should step back!"

"Lord, don't you say a word?" Mo Qingge looked at him, a little flustered, "they want to take the saint away, don't you have a word?"

In the main hall, there are countless elders and Dharma protectors, but they are still silent.

"Qingge, stop fooling around." Shangguanjing exhorted, "this is the destiny of the saint."

"Song." Cold red candle also soft voice says a way, "don't with them not to go."

Then, Leng Hongzhu stepped forward: "Simon, I'll go with you. Don't embarrass anyone."

"No!" Mo Qingge's attitude is firm and his tone is cold. "Saint, I saved your life very hard. If I was there, I would never let them take you away!"

She threw a hostile look at Simon sang. There was a trace of blood red and killing in her eyes.

She will fight with anyone who dares to take her mother.

"Little girl, don't overdo yourself." Simon said impatiently, "today, in the face of the saint, I don't kill people, but don't push me too fast, or I will teach you the same thing!"

How dare a xuanhuang bow his hand in front of him?

"Come on, take it away!"

At the command of Simon sang, the remaining ten disciples came forward to fight.

"I see who dares to come here!" Mo Qingge is burning with anger, and the thunderbolt is violent.

Bang Bang——