"I don't know when the Beitang Stewards Hall will be able to bypass the headmaster and the major peaks and take direct action. Liu Wenzhao, who gave you this authority? The head of the Beitang Stewards Hall, Zhang Yongli? Or your master, Zitan?"
Shen Qingyi's eyes were as cold as a knife. The murderous intent in his eyes made everyone around him feel a chill on their necks.
“Senior Sister Shen, the North Hall Deacon Hall wants you to come over.”
Shen Qing sneered and glanced at the disciples of the Deacon Hall who were surrounding her.
"I don't know when 'please' became a request."
Liu Wenzhao's expression remained unchanged, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Sister Shen, you're joking. We're also trying to protect her. That's why we had to resort to this last resort. I hope Senior Sister Shen won't blame us."
"What if I don't go?"
The smile on Liu Wenzhao's face faded.
“Sister Shen, you can’t just say you don’t want to go.”
Today, in addition to the four main peaks, Lingdao Sect has thirty-two small peaks, eight central peaks, and two large peaks that stand on the same front with them.
Even if She Zijiang wanted to protect his disciple, he probably couldn't protect her from so many people alone.
And the Sect Master and the True Immortals and True Lords of other peaks would become enemies with so many of them just for one person? And wouldn't the benefits that this one person could bring to them really make them tempted?
If the head of the North Hall Steward Hall had not discovered this matter and notified them early, Shen Qingyi might have really escaped.
As a direct disciple of the sect, contributing to the sect is something she cannot avoid.
Even if she has to sacrifice herself, it will be her honor!
There are so many people here, including deacons and disciples who have reached the great perfection of foundation building. I don’t believe that they can’t invite Shen Qingyi!
"Shen Qingyi, let's go."
Someone stepped forward and tried to pull Qi Ling'er away, but was stopped by Shen Qingyi.
"Take your hand away."
The man couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard that.
He muttered softly.
“It’s not like we haven’t played it before.”
"puff!"
"ah!"
The shrill screams made people's hair stand on end.
Looking again, the disciple who couldn't help but attack had his hand bones broken by Shen Qingyi. The flesh and blood turned outward, coupled with the white bones, made people's scalps tingle.
"Shen Qingyi!"
Liu Wenzhao was completely furious this time.
"Since you don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me!"
There was quite a bit of commotion here, but no one had come for such a long time. A hint of hostility rose in Shen Qing's eyes.
The anger that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time could not help but rise up.
"If the Sect Master hadn't come out today, who would have dared to take a step forward..."
A long sword appeared in Shen Qingyi's hand, and sword energy burst out of his body.
The disciples who were moving slightly closer were blocked by the sword energy and took a few steps back uncontrollably.
Another thing appeared in the evening of Shen Qingyi. When Liu Wen saw that thing, his expression changed slightly.
"Stop her!"
But Shen Qingyi was too fast, and the people who tried to stop her were unable to do so.
The moment the spiritual cloud exploded in the air, the spiritual energy near the library was aroused.
When some disciples of the sect who did not understand what was going on saw the fireworks calling for help, their faces changed drastically.
"A distress signal from a disciple!"
"That... that... that's the sect's area. How could a disciple of the sect send out a distress signal?"
“That’s where the library is.”
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