"Leng Shuo!" Leng Aotian looked at Leng Shuo who suddenly appeared, and suddenly remembered something, and said angrily: "We probably left the White Eyed Ghost Realm together, and you followed us at that time!"
"I didn't expect you to be from Bingxian City. Tell me, what is your purpose in bringing us here?"
Leng Suo, who was originally looking at Yan Baibai, frowned slightly because of Leng Aotian's words. He quickly glanced at Leng Aotian, not hiding his disappointment and disgust at all.
"What's that look in your eyes!"
From childhood to adulthood, Leng Aotian had never seen this kind of look, and it was the look of an ancestor looking at his unfilial descendants. He was both annoyed and angry.
"Senior, you were able to bring us here quietly, so there must be something you must do."
Nianshu gave Wang Ling a look, and Wang Ling immediately stopped the extremely angry Leng Aotian from saying any more useless words.
Nianshu looked at Leng Shuo who was not far away and asked respectfully, "Since you have already appeared, why don't you just speak clearly?"
The room suddenly became quiet. The people from Yanjian Sect and Tianji Pavilion all looked at Leng Suo opposite them. Behind Leng Suo was Leng Xue, whose face turned pale with fright from Yan Baibai's sword energy. As for the male cultivator, he was still dying on the ground.
No one present was a fool. Leng Shuo easily broke up Yan Baibai's sword energy. Leng Aotian released a powerful pressure when he spoke. The restrictions here seemed to have no effect on him. So how things would develop now depended on what Leng Shuo did next.
Everyone was waiting, but Leng Shuo fell silent, not saying a word, as if he was lost in his own thoughts.
"Do you have any concerns?" Nianshu had to ask again.
The words of reading seemed to pull Leng Shuo out of his thoughts. He raised his head and slowly scanned everyone in the room, finally turning to look at Leng Xue behind him.
"Master... Master." When Leng Xue met Leng Suo's gaze, she took a step back. Her face turned even paler, and then she quickly lowered her head.
"I ordered you not to do anything." Leng Shuo looked at Leng Xue with a cold tone.
"Master, it's because the Yanjian Sect went too far that I..."
Leng Xue raised her head and pointed at Yan Baibai. Perhaps because she was too angry, her face was not as pale as it used to be.
"Quibbling." Leng Shuo interrupted Leng Xue without waiting for her to finish her words.
"...Yes!" Leng Xue gritted her teeth and lowered her head again to avoid Leng Shuo's sight: "Disciple knows his fault and is willing to accept the punishment."
"If you had focused on your cultivation, you wouldn't have been beaten by a junior."
"Junior?" Leng Xue looked up in disbelief and pointed at Yan Baibai and asked, "She?"
"Her bone age is 18, and you are already 300 years old." Leng Shuo looked at Leng Xue, sighed again, and then said: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you and Leng Qing in Bingxian City. I can't even deal with this little trick. Compared to her..."
Leng Shuo looked at Leng Xue and didn't say anything else.
Everyone in the room naturally thought that the "she" Leng Shuo was talking about was Yan Baibai. Only Leng Xue knew that the "she" her master was talking about was the Ice Girl respected by the world.
In the past, no matter how ridiculous her mistakes were, Master could not say anything harsh as long as he looked at her face.
She had always known that Master was always thinking of someone else through her. She also knew that she had escaped her previous miserable life thanks to this face. At first, she was grateful and relieved, but over time, she was no longer satisfied with this.
She was even unwilling and angry, but she couldn't hate anyone.
She also has no ability to change the status quo.
Leng Shuo sighed again, and with a flip of his right hand, a bottle of pills appeared in his hand.
"Go see your brother."
"Yes, Master."
Leng Xue lowered her head, took the pill bottle from Leng Shuo's hand, then ran to the unconscious Leng Qing not far away, gave him two pills, and then stayed there motionless.
Leng Shuo's gaze fell on Yan Baibai again, and the air pressure in the room dropped again.
Leng Shuo's eyes darkened, and his tone became cold as he looked at the water sword in Yan Baibai's hand.
"Little girl, you've been to thousands of flowers and thousands of places."
It is an affirmative sentence, not a question.
Since the other party already had the answer, Yan Baibai could only nod.
The room was too quiet, a tense atmosphere lingered, and the uneasy and rapid heartbeat was deafening.
When Yan Baibai nodded, an undisguised murderous intent burst out from Leng Suo.
Leng Shuo's sudden change of expression caught everyone off guard, but now they also understood why they were captured.
Leng Shuo's target is Yan Baibai, and it is also related to the thousand-year-old secret realm of Qianhua Wanxiang.
However, Leng Shuo suddenly withdrew his imposing aura and even showed a look of regret on his face.
A strong man's emotions are so erratic... He is either a pervert or has inner demons.
Without the pressure, everyone in the room relaxed, but their faces turned ugly.
"Little girl, your name is Yan Baibai, right..." Leng Shuo's face suddenly became amiable, and he looked a bit like an elder: "I'm sorry, I don't have any ill will towards you."
The people who had gone through many dangers to get here inside didn't believe a word of this.
"You..." Yan Baibai frowned tightly. She looked at Leng Shuo, who no longer had any murderous aura in his eyes, not far away, and asked, "What is your purpose in bringing me here?"
"In Yuetong's palace, by the Wutong tree, I've seen the sword energy you used." Leng Shuo looked at the sword in Yan Baibai's hand, his eyes filled with nostalgia. "At that time, I couldn't be sure because of the barrier between us. But just now, I've confirmed that there's a familiar aura on your sword energy. It's me..."
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