Song Yiyang shouted: "But Master Zhou Xiang?"

Leng Fei looked at the tall and burly young man, and this was Zhou An, the fragrance master of Xiaoyao Hall.

"Song Yiyang?" Zhou An asked loudly.

Song Yiyang said: "I am seriously injured and I will not be able to greet you!"

Leng Fei turned sideways and asked for help.

Zhou An frowned and looked at him, his eyes as lightning.

Leng Fei immediately concluded that Zhou An was also a Qi training man. His sharp eyes were just like Huang Tianqing, and it penetrated his lungs.

He felt awe-inspiring, and wanted to stay away from Zhou An, so as not to be destroyed by him, and it would be too late to escape.

The lightning flowed on the thunder seal, giving him a little confidence, otherwise he would have to retreat and avoid Zhou An now.

Leng Fei reached out to ask for help, without saying a word.

Zhou An didn't walk in and said lightly: "Have you seen Zhou Fei?"

"Oh..." Song Yiyang sighed.

Zhou An frowned: "My unfilial brother is here to cause trouble for you, right?"

"Is Master Zhou Xiang from Xiaoyao Hall outside?" Huang Tianqing's voice came slowly, as clear as in his ears.

Leng Fei sighed secretly.

This is the manifestation of the profound cultivation of the Qi practitioner and the exquisite use of the internal Qi.

"Who are you?" Zhou An looked around and his eyes fell on Leng Fei.

Leng Fei did not touch his eyes.

Huang Tianqing said: "I am Huang Tianqing in the Mingyue Xuan, I will be here."

Zhou Ansan frowned and pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's actually Mingyuexuan's master. I'm not respectful. My unworthy brother has nothing to offend, right? If you have something to offend, I'll apologize first!"

He glanced behind him.

Two middle-aged men were standing outside the yard with a serious face. Seeing his eyes, they were about to turn around and leave.

Leng Fei said: "Young Master Huang is about to go to Xiaoyao Hall."

"Oh—?" Zhou An thoughtful.

Leng Fei said: "Two seniors, please come in together, and we will go to Xiaoyao Hall together later!"

"Young Master Huang's famous brother, if you want to visit, Xiaoyaotang should not be rude. It would be better to go back and report it first." Zhou An said lightly.

Leng Fei smiled.

Huang Tianqing said: "Master Zhou Xiang, please come in and speak."

Zhou An glanced at two middle-aged men.

The two middle-aged men nodded, turned around and strided away.

Zhou An looked at Leng Fei and said lightly: "Lead the way!"

Leng Fei led the way forward and came directly to Song Yiyang's yard.

Zhao Qinghe and Li Qingdi were indeed gone, which made him feel relieved. Zhao Qinghe really understood his signal.

Huang Tianqing sat upright at the stone table with his waist and back, looking calmly at Zhou An, who was tight and full of vigilance.

Zhou An's eyes quickly swept across Huang Tianqing, stopped on Song Yiyang, and then Zhang Tianpeng, and finally fell on the headless corpse.

He suddenly changed his expression and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Fei!?"

Song Yiyang looked at him apologetically: "Master Xiang, I blame me for this!"

Zhou An stared at the headless corpse, his eyes quickly filled with blood, his body trembled slightly, his long sleeves were free from wind, and he was floating.

Song Yiyang sighed: "Senior Zhou came to find me. When he saw my friend, he rashly attacked him, causing a murderous disaster!"

"Friend!?" Zhou An turned his head suddenly, and his blood-red eyes burst into lightning, which made Song Yiyang's heart chill and ended abruptly.

Leng Fei looked at the gate of the yard.

Zhao Qinghe and Li Qingdi came together, stepped into the yard, and came to Song Yiyang, light and elegant.

Zhao Qinghe said lightly: "I am Song Yiyang's friend. Zhou Fei was frivolous and rude. He actually wanted to insult me ​​and seek death!"

Huang Tianqing frowned and shook her head helplessly.

It is not appropriate for Junior Sister Zhao to do this, but she can't refute her words, so let's take a look.

"Who are you-!?" Zhou An's eyes were staring at her blood-red.

Zhao Qinghe said: "Zhao Qinghe, a disciple of Mingyuexuan!"

"Mingyuexuan disciple Li Qingdi." Li Qingdi said indifferently: "Master Zhou Xiang, I want to insult my Mingyuexuan disciple. Is this what your Xiaoyao Hall means, or his own?"

Zhou An looked at her coldly with red eyes.

Huang Tianqing calmly took the conversation and said slowly: "If this is his own meaning, then this matter will end here. If it is Xiaoyaotang's meaning, then I will ask Dai Sect. Is Xiaoyaotang trying to be an enemy of Mingyuexuan?"

Zhou An stared at him tightly.

Huang Tianqing took a sip of tea, his movements were leisurely, obviously not taking him seriously, and ignored his resentful and resentful eyes.

Leng Fei sighed secretly.

This is the confidence and pride of the disciples of famous sects.

Zhang Tianpeng had bright eyes and was inexplicably fascinated. He also wanted such arrogance, such rudeness! Such calmness!

Zhou An's eyes slowly turned to Song Yiyang.

Song Yiyang lowered his head and drank tea, seemingly noticing his gaze.

Zhou An stared at him without saying a word. The air in the courtyard seemed to solidify, and Zhang Tianpeng did not dare to breathe loudly.

Leng Fei stood aside like wood.

After a while, Zhou An laughed strangely and shook his head: "I have walked too much at night, and I have finally met a ghost!"

He knew exactly what kind of virtue his younger brother was.

When I met such a beautiful woman in front of me, I was still at Song Yiyang's house, so I was naturally unscrupulous and wanted to possess her forcibly.

But no matter how bad my younger brother is, he is his only younger brother!

Huang Tianqing sipped tea and looked at him quietly without saying a word, as if he wanted to see how he decided how to do it.

The crazy murderous intent was surging in my heart. Zhou An wanted to destroy everyone in front of him, take off their heads as chamber pots, so that they could never be reborn, but he knew it was impossible.

If you kill Mingyuexuan’s disciple, you can’t live. Your brother’s life is important, but your own life is even more important. If you want to take revenge, you must keep a useful body!

When your martial arts are strong enough, then kill Mingyuexuan and destroy Mingyuexuan, that is the real revenge!

His mind was clear.

This revenge cannot be avenged today, and even think about how to escape. Everyone knows the principle of eliminating the roots. Mingyuexuan is likely to be a killer.

He took a deep breath, and the blood in his eyes faded away quickly, and the crazy in his eyes disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, returning to the clarity.

Zhao Qinghe narrowed her bright eyes slightly and said lightly: "Does Master Zhou Xiang have nothing to say?"

"My unfilial brother apologized for his death, and I have nothing to say!" Zhou An shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice: "He deserves his own fault, and he deserves his guilt!"

"Haha." Zhao Qinghe chuckled and said, "It is rare that Master Zhou Xiang is so wise and is worthy of being Master Xiaoyao Hall. His spirit is unique!"

Her words seemed to be praise and sarcastic.

Zhou An gritted his teeth secretly and forced himself to resist the boiling murderous intent and anger.

He secretly swore that today's humiliation will be rewarded a hundred times a thousand times, and that this woman will not survive!

Zhao Qinghe saw the gloom that flashed in his eyes at a glance, turned her head to look at Huang Tianqing, and chuckled: "Senior Brother Huang, since Master Zhou Xiang is so wise, I will hold on to you, it seems that our Mingyuexuan disciples are not as destined enough!"

Huang Tianqing smiled and said, "You can think so best if you want to forgive others. If you want to forgive others, you should resolve enemies rather than make friends."

"Senior Brother Huang is saying." Zhao Qinghe nodded respectfully.

She turned to Zhou An and said lightly: "Master Zhou Xiang is so wise that the little woman will not do anything for herself, so she will not take Zhou Fei's body away and show it to the world. Please restrain him."

"...Thank you." Zhou An nodded slowly, even showed a gratitude smile, and hugged his fists.

Song Yiyang glanced at Leng Fei.

This guy is so tolerant, it is really terrible, and there are endless troubles. If he doesn't die, he will die!
Chapter completed!