"Are you okay?" Qin Ming looked at Lan Zhi with gentle eyes, and asked softly.

Hearing Qin Ming's concern, Lan Zhi shook her head and smiled softly, "I'm fine."

Lan Zhi's smile stunned all the disciples present. Who is this woman? Why is she smiling so beautifully? Some male disciples are even drooling, thinking that this is probably the woman of their suzerain, their teacher's wife. Immediately stopped the reverie in my heart.

Seeing Lan Zhi's smile, Qin Ming was slightly in a daze, wanting to play a prank in his heart, he took Lan Zhi's hand and moved it mischievously.

Lan Zhi's plain face immediately blushed, she was truly charming.

Perhaps it was the beauty's shy appearance that made her more attractive. Qin Ming found that he liked to tease her very much.

Involuntarily, his fingers hooked mischievously on her palm again, seeing that Lan Zhi's blush was almost spreading to her ears, Qin Ming stopped the evil hand just enough.

At this moment, Si Xiuqi, the elder of Huayu Sect, rushed over upon hearing the news.

"I've met the suzerain." Si Xiuqi cupped his hands, glanced at the woman beside Qin Ming, and quickly lowered his head.

Nodding his head, Qin Ming said with a smile, "Si Xiuqi, you don't need to be so polite, let's get acquainted. This is Lan Zhi, an ally of our Huayu Sect, and a strong Martial Lord."

"I have seen Venerable Lan Zhi." Si Xiuqi was startled, and hurriedly saluted.

Hearing Qin Ming's introduction, all the disciples rushed to meet him.

"I have seen Venerable Lan Zhi."

Venerable is the strongest martial artist in the mainland, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in the mainland, any warrior must hold high respect for Venerable.

Lan Zhi nodded slightly, as a return.

"Let's go, let's go to the meeting hall." With a smile, Qin Ming took Lan Zhi's hand and walked towards the meeting hall of the sect.

Coming to the conference hall, Lan Zhi pulled out the hand held by Qin Ming. For some reason, the moment she pulled out her hand, she felt a little bit reluctant.

Blushing, Lan Zhi stood beside the meeting hall, looking at Qin Ming who walked up the steps.

Qin Ming also knew that now was the time to do business, and Lan Zhi was really not suitable to stand beside him, so he put away the momentary disappointment in his heart, walked to the top, and looked at the energetic disciples below.

"Let me tell you about the situation of the battle first. Unfortunately, in this battle, although all the Wu Zuns of the Qian Dynasty were killed, our side also suffered heavy losses.

Xia Kun, the patriarch of the royal family, was injured by her poison when he was facing the enemy red-clothed demon girl, and died of the poison.

The ancestor of the Yang family, in order to save Venerable Xia, was infected with poison and passed away.

The ancestor of the You family and another royal venerable were pushed into the formation by the demon girl in red, and died instantly. "

After finishing speaking, Qin Ming sighed in his heart, and finally dealt with the witch of the scorpion demon force. Although they were already very careful, they didn't expect to fall into her tricks, causing everyone to die inside.

In fact, from the moment they stepped into the formation, they had already fallen into the trap of the witch, and the poisonous smoke emitted at the end, if he hadn't happened to have a restraining elixir, Lan Zhi would have been able to dissipate the damage.

"The warriors of the Scorpion faction are too weird. We must be extremely careful when dealing with them in the future."

This battle was so fierce that Qin Ming woke up. At the same time, he secretly reminded himself that every time he confronted the scorpion demon forces, he had to be extremely energetic and deal with it carefully.

Hearing the suzerain's explanation of the battle situation, the faces of all the disciples below changed. The warriors involved in those things are all the strongest in the mainland, Wu Zun.

Such a bleak sacrifice, the sacrifice of these Wu Zun, made them feel a little unreal, and at the same time clearly felt that the victory was hard-won.