"The meeting of elders has begun, and the first topic is -"

"etc!"

Huangfu Qun interrupted Bo Yunzi rudely.

He immediately sat down, his face returned to a stern look, and his eyes that suppressed the stormy waves stared directly at Ling Zhouyue opposite.

Before the meeting, he must find out the culprit of this netherworld incident!

He had a calm face and did not explode immediately, but asked calmly:

"Elder Lingzhou, what happened to Netherworld just now?"

Ling Zhouyue crossed her arms on her chest and didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, with her strength, she can knock down everyone present by herself.

"When Netherworld came, I chased him away. It was considered a meritorious service. That's all."

Huangfuqun said in a deep voice:

"Our sect's mountain-protecting formation is maintained every month and stays fresh for a long time. Extraordinary ghosts can break in. Since the last battle of Zhu Ming, there has never been another ghost invasion. How do you explain it?"

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine, curled her lips and said:

"I am the sword-wielding elder. I am only responsible for killing enemies, not explaining. Who knows how it came about?"

Huangfuqun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly asked:

"Then did you kill the enemy?"

Ling Zhouyue didn't care.

"Netherworld ran away."

"The human form of Netherworld, which has been rare to see for thousands of years, actually ran away on its own?"

"I had to protect my disciple at that time, otherwise it would have escaped?"

Huangfuqun's old eyes were deep in calculation, he stood up and walked back and forth, stroking his beard and analyzing:

"You haven't accepted a disciple for a thousand years, and now you suddenly have a direct disciple; Zongzhi Mountain has not been invaded by the Netherworld for a thousand years, but it is suddenly invaded today; the invader is the humanoid Netherworld that is rare in a thousand years... Don't you think this is too coincidental?

"

Ah this... Ling Zhouyue was immediately speechless.

All eyes in the room were focused on her.

Her scalp was numb and she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She wanted to take a sip of wine, but was embarrassed. She put her hands on her hips and frowned at other times, thinking about this strange problem.

What a coincidence indeed!

At this moment, a firm voice floated from behind her.

"This Netherworld has nothing to do with Master. It is here for the disciples."

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I hope that everyone will not treat the supporting characters as villains as soon as they see them antagonizing the protagonists, shouting about some tricks to slap people in the face. We are all adults, and the justice in everyone's heart is different, especially in the age of the end of the law, like Ling
Chapter completed!