Wen Shi, who was at the head of the group, had already started thinking about when to kill the elder because the elder had paused in his speech.
At this moment, the elder stopped again and looked at Wen Shi with displeasure. Then he saw the elder smiling flatteringly and said, "Master Wen, we have brought a small gift with us this time. We hope to please Master Wen."
Then the elder waved his hand, and more than 20 women, all around 17 or 18 years old, walked in. They lined up in two rows and looked timidly at Wen Shi, who was sitting in the high seat.
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows, understanding what the elder meant. He glanced at those people and sneered in his heart, thinking that they were not even one percent as good as Yan'er, so how could they have the nerve to bring them here to bother him.
Then a light bulb went off in my head: yes, Yan'er.
Then Wen Shi casually pointed at a young girl and said, "Come with me." Before leaving, he asked Qingyu to arrange a place for the elder's sect to practice.
Then he led the girl towards Qingfeng Palace. Wen Shi walked so fast that the girl had to run to keep up with him.
Arriving at Qingfeng Palace, Wen Shi took the woman inside. The next second, before the woman could see the layout of the palace clearly, she saw a vase flying towards them.
In an instant, her face turned pale with fear, but then a stream of spiritual power shot out and the vase shattered three meters away from them.
Leng Yan heard a woman's scream, stopped painting and looked over here.
Then, he put down his pen and walked over. The girl was able to see the man in front of her clearly. He had a face like a banished immortal, but his aura was cold and clear, not like a mortal, but more like the moon in the sky.
But now, with her ankles chained by a golden chain, she looked more like Mingyue imprisoned in the mortal world. That's why she noticed that Leng Yan was barefoot, walking on the precious fox fur floor. Her bare feet seemed even whiter than the white fox fur on the ground.
Then she watched Leng Yan walking towards them. He saw her about to step on the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, but he remained indifferent, as if he didn't see it.
The girl couldn't help but remind him: "Be careful." But the next second the broken porcelain pieces on the ground disappeared. It turned out that Wen Shi had made a gesture.
Then Leng Yan walked up to the girl and before Wen Shi could speak, he leaned forward slightly and looked at the girl in front of him and asked, "Name?"
The girl felt dizzy when she smelled the delicate fragrance of snow lotus. She said dizzily, "Qing Huan."
Leng Yan nodded slightly after hearing this, stood up straight and looked at Wen Shi, then said in a light tone: "She stays, you get out."
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