"However, to prevent those people from still not giving up, within the Lingdao Sect, the core member of the Yue family, Yue Xicheng, must be killed. If not now, then in the future."
Shen Qingyi clenched his hands and looked at the animal skin in his hand.
"I know. In my heart... Yuexicheng... is dead."
Xia Xingchen looked at Shen Qingyi with his eyes lowered and couldn't help but sigh softly.
He knew that the little girl in front of him understood what he said.
Yue Xicheng of the Guanyang Palace on Chaoyang Peak of Lingdao Sect must die, and die under the sun.
"Now that we know the general cause and effect of the matter, do you still want Uncle to punish those Yue family disciples?"
How could a disciple who was once a first-class family in Lingdao Sect be really useless and only knows how to make trouble?
How could it be possible that those elders of the Yue family who had survived by chance but became useless really knew nothing?
"Of course! Since you've angered me, Shen Qingyi, you should pay a price, right?!"
Of course, the show must be done in full, otherwise how can we justify those people's relentless pressure! Shutting down the Yue family and forcing the Yunze Continent.
However, now that it has come to this, she has to do something.
Otherwise, it would be really uncomfortable to hold that anger in your heart!
Returning to his cave, Shen Qingyi looked at the list with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
There are some forces, big and small, in it, and there are some hidden ones outside the list.
Longxuan Continent, the Mu family of Yuncang Continent, the mountain fox tribe of Yaoshan Continent...
In Liuhe Hall, not long after Shen Qingyi left, Wen Mengchen visited again.
"Hey! What's the wind blowing here today? It brought our Anmen deputy leader Wen Zhenjun here."
Ever since Wen Mengchen broke through to the Nascent Soul stage a few years ago, he has been involved in more and more secret door incidents.
The time they spend together is becoming less and less.
Wen Mengchen didn't hesitate to sit down opposite the coffee table, sniffed the lingering tea fragrance in the hall, and glanced at Xia Xingchen with disgust.
"You know you've got something good here, but you're hiding it secretly. Why do you have to pretend when you see me?"
Xia Xingchen was in a good mood today. He threw off his robe and sat down with them.
He took out a box of good spiritual tea from his storage space and was about to make tea for Wen Mengchen when he was stopped by Wen Mengchen.
"My nose is not ineffective. I'm tired of drinking your Fengshan tea. Take out your new tea and drink it. I can tell it's good just by smelling it. You can't treat me as a brother after all these years of friendship, right?"
Xia Xingchen rolled his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and took out the spiritual tea that the girl had given him from his storage space.
"Oh! There really is one! You old man, you won't bully that little girl and force her to drink the spiritual tea, right?"
When Xia Xingchen heard this, he immediately put away the teapot.
"Love it or not, little girl, this is a filial gift to me, I'm not willing to give you a taste!"
"Hey!"
Wen Mengchen slapped the coffee table and leaned forward.
"You old boy, what do you mean by filial piety? You are her uncle, am I not?! What is filial piety to you is also filial piety to me! Hurry up and take it out, let me also taste the spiritual tea that the little girl gave me! This disciple has nothing, so he can only get a little warmth from Senior Brother She to taste!"
The corners of Xia Xingchen's mouth twitched, and others thought that Wen Mengchen was a serious person.
"Shame on you!"
"What can you do with your face?"
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