337 Bloodstaining Bell (1/2)
Xian Qiong Temple.
Han Xiu's avatar glanced at the hall of the Kunlun elders, these elders are frowning one by one, looking at Han Xiu with a dubious look.
Han Xiu told them about the news in the Passing note.
The only thing to say is that there are remnants of the Tian Xin Tong that slaughtered a small town outside the Kunlun Mountains.
This kind of thing is not necessarily urgent, it all depends on the situation on the spot, and it can barely be reasonable to use Passing note.
Therefore, although many of these elders feel that Han Xiu is deliberately concealing anything, he has not been asked too much. After all, they have long been accustomed to the temper of the owner.
”Lord, The primary list for this ceremony has been confirmed, totaling 116 people. ”
In this temple, the ninth elder He Xiaohua said.
He is the person in charge of the ceremony, and these things are naturally reported by him, and just when he is ready to continue to talk about it.
Suddenly, one person, panting all the way into the hall.
As soon as the guy entered the temple, he immediately attracted everyone to see. When they saw Yue Ying, the only disciple of Han Xiu, there was no such thing as blame.
These people are very aware of the nature of Han Xiu's disciple, and she is very good at nature. At this time, she breaks in the temple. It must be something extremely important. If it is not, she will never be so reckless.
”Master!”
Yue Ying was in a hurry and quickly came to the temple to salute.
”Yinger, the teacher is discussing things with your teachers and uncles. Why are you reckless?”
Han Xiu looked at his disciple and could not help but reveal a trace of doubt.
”Master, pardon me. Uncle Lu sent his disciples to send this. They said they were extremely important. The disciple rushed into the temple recklessly.”
Said that Yue Ying's hands are presented, in her hand, there is a string of silver bells.
The key is… This silver bell is dyed with blood!
Han Xiu, the pupils shrank!
next moment!
In the horror of many Kunlun elders, for the first time in a hundred years, the tension in the eyes was uncontrollable!
blood… Yun Ling 's blood!
He didn't say hello to these elders at all. Han Xiu turned into a sword light, and rushed out of the temple! At the same time, the string of silver bells in Yue Ying's hand was taken away.
Go straight to Tianqiong Peak!
”owner... Going to Tianqiong Peak ?! ”
”what?! ”
”It really is!”
”What… What happened in the end! ”
”What is the silver bell? Can actually make the owner's face change! ”
”The owner never stepped into the Tianqiong Peak !”
”
This group of old and undead suddenly got up, and they all wanted to solve the doubts in their heart, so... When they can't think of it.
They thought of it, just a string of silver bells presented by Yue Ying, so that Han Xiu's face, which has always been indifferent, changed greatly.
Therefore, dozens of eyes are looking at Yue Ying.
”Ah… Hehe, masters, uncles, Yue, Yue Ying is leaving. ””
Looking at the eyes of these old guys full of 'seeking desires', Yue Ying smiled and just wanted to escape.
”Yue Ying, don't leave.”
The second elder Zhao Wenhan smiled, and he waves his hand and Yue Ying was imprisoned in the same place.
Then, a large group of old men surrounded it.
This picture...
A group of old men surrounded a young, beautiful, white-faced girl, somehow, always reminds one of some embarrassing things.
at the same time.
Outside the Kunlun Mountains, a sword rainbow, galloping away from the mountains at the fastest speed!