God Concubine Supreme

Mu Qinglan said:

"I have one thing, I want to confirm with this elder, is it possible?"

Although it was a question, her tone was very firm, and she had obviously made up her mind to do so.

Everyone in the hall looked at her blankly.

—what is she going to do?

Mu Qinglan obviously came to the Black Demon Sect for the first time, so she probably didn't know this elder, so why did she suddenly say that there was something and wanted to confirm with him?

Judging by her expression, it's not easy...

Li Hentian also looked at Mu Qinglan strangely: Is there a way for her to find out something?

But... it's not right either!

Although she had the Blood Heaven Cauldron, he had seen the Blood Heaven Cauldron before, and it was clearly broken, and the breath inside had collapsed, and Mu Qinglan couldn't find anything by relying on it.

But looking at Mu Qinglan's expression, it seems that there is really something...

Li Hentian swallowed the words of dissuasion.

Di Qianjue raised his chin.

"what ever."

He also wanted to know, what exactly did she want to do?

Mu Qinglan walked towards the elder.

Then, she stood in front of the elder, raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"I don't know the name of the elder?"

The man's voice was thick and strong:

"The Eighth Elder of the Black Demon Sect, Sun Jianping!"

"It turned out to be the Eighth Elder, sorry for the lack of respect." Mu Qinglan cupped his hands with a smile, and then asked, "I have something that I want to ask the Eighth Elder for advice, and I hope that the Eighth Elder can tell the truth."

Although the Eighth Elder was puzzled, he still nodded.

"please--"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Mu Qinglan's mouth, and then suddenly took out something from the mustard ring.

"I don't know, Eighth Elder, have you seen this thing before?"

It was a bone flute with a dark white color!

Yun Yi narrowed his eyes.

The bone flute that Mu Qinglan was holding in his hand was not the one with bloody characters that he had obtained in the Sea of ​​Hidden Snow, nor the one obtained in the Burning Heaven Realm.

After thinking about it, he guessed that it should be the one that Mu Qinglan got by accident when he was in Honghe City.

But why did she suddenly take this thing out?

Is there any connection between this so-called Eighth Elder and this bone flute?

After seeing the bone flute in Mu Qinglan's hand, most of the people present were puzzled.

However, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Eighth Elder!

Mu Qinglan could see clearly!

At this moment, the conjecture in her heart was confirmed!

"...What, what is this? The old man has never seen it before..."

After all, the Eighth Elder has experienced many big scenes, and the expression on his face looks normal.

Mu Qinglan frowned.

"Eighth Elder, you really haven't seen him?"

The Eighth Elder had already reacted at this time, calmed down a lot, shook his head and said:

"Never."

never seen it?

That's the hell!

Mu Qinglan sneered in her heart.

When she looked at the eight elders just now, she suddenly felt the bone flute inside the mustard ring, and suddenly it was about to move!

Before this, the first bone flute she got had never been in such a situation!

She immediately locked her target on the eighth elder, so she deliberately tried it out.

With that question just now, he has completely exposed it!

There must be some kind of extremely close connection between him and this bone flute!

It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!

She searched so hard for so long, but she still couldn't get any information. She didn't expect to find it here!

The Eighth Elder of the Black Demon Sect...

His status is not low, but it doesn't seem to have any connection with that mysterious force.

Red River City is in the western border, there is a long distance between here and there, how could he stretch his hand so long?

Mu Qinglan couldn't figure it out, but the evidence in front of her made her extremely vigilant.

She is now extremely suspicious that the Eighth Elder also has a bone flute!

"Eighth Elder may not know. I got this thing by accident before. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but I didn't expect that it seems to be inextricably linked with you, Eighth Elder..."

Every time Mu Qinglan uttered a word, the Eighth Elder's expression became stiffer, and in the end, his entire face became tense!

Although he has a beard covering most of his face, but...

The look in his eyes really couldn't escape Mu Qinglan's eyes.

Mu Qinglan put the bone flute to her lips.

The eighth elder frowned suddenly.

"etc!"

The Eighth Elder hurriedly stopped Mu Qinglan.

"I remembered, I have indeed seen this bone flute before!"

There was a sneer on Mu Qinglan's lips.

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it."

The Eighth Elder sweated profusely on his forehead, and said:

"I suddenly remembered that when I went out to practice, I once fought against a person. At that time, he once took out such a bone flute..."

Mu Qinglan asked, "Same as this one?"

"Probably...probably about the same...It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly..." The eighth elder avoided Mu Qinglan's sight, and his eyes were a little dodgy.

Mu Qinglan narrowed her eyes and smiled brightly.

"Yeah?

After finishing speaking, she suddenly approached the bone flute.

A scream flew out in an instant!

Afterwards, a very similar voice came from the Eighth Elder!

It seems to be singing together!

Everyone's expression changed——

The Eighth Elder obviously didn't move, but how could there be a similar bone flute sound?

Mu Qinglan stopped, and the voice disappeared.

Mu Qinglan looked at the Eighth Elder with some surprise.

"Hey, Elder Eight, this voice...what's going on?"

The eighth elder's face turned pale in an instant.

Di Qianjue also looked slightly cold, sat up straight, and stared at the eighth elder.

"This this..."

The Eighth Elder was extremely nervous.

Mu Qinglan in front of him was smiling, but it made his heart tingle!

His thoughts turned, and he suddenly remembered something, and patted his head.

"That's right! Look at my memory! I snatched that man's mustard seed ring back then, and it seems that this bone flute was in it!"

As he said that, he actually took out a bone flute from the mustard ring!

The appearance is not much different from the one in Mu Qinglan's hand, but it seems to be smoother and more moist.

"This voice should have come from here just now..." the Eighth Elder said with a guilty conscience.

Mu Qinglan reached out to get the bone flute.

The Eighth Elder subconsciously withdrew his hand, looking vigilant, but then realized that everyone around him was looking at him, so he quickly relaxed.

Mu Qinglan asked with a smile: "Eighth Elder, is this bone flute very important to you? I just intend to take a look, but Eighth Elder is not willing?"

The eighth elder's lips were pale, and he smiled in embarrassment.

"Where... you just look..."

Then, he brought up the bone flute again.

Mu Qinglan took the bone flute in his hand and played with it for a while.

"It seems that these two are really very similar..."

The Eighth Elder was speechless.

Mu Qinglan asked with a half-smile:

"This bone flute is in your mustard seed ring, Eighth Elder, but you said just now that you have never seen it before. Don't you feel contradictory?"

The Eighth Elder quickly explained: "Ms. Mu really misunderstood! The old man's mustard seed ring has a lot of space in it, and there are a lot of things. I usually don't remember such small things. If Miss Mu reminded me just now, the old man still I really can't remember that..."

It's true.

It's a pity that the expression is too fake, and the reaction just now can explain the problem very well.

At this time, not only Mu Qinglan, but even the people behind him also realized that something was wrong.

Everyone present is a genius, how can you not tell the truth from the fake?

Di Qianjue was in the worst mood.

The Eighth Elder is a member of the Black Demon Sect. After a bloodbath, those who can still stay on the Black Demon Mountain are basically his people.

Although he wasn't a confidant, it was undoubtedly equivalent to slapping him in public!

a shame!

If Mu Qinglan wasn't still standing there at this moment, he would have already taken care of the Eighth Elder!

Mu Qinglan gave a clear "Oh".

"So that's how it is... Then looking at it this way, this bone flute shouldn't be considered a precious thing to the Eighth Elder, right? Why don't you give it to me?"

"no!"

The eighth elder refused without even thinking about it, and his expression changed after he finished speaking, secretly regretting.

Mu Qinglan's smile faded a lot.

"It's just a bone flute that the Eighth Elder has no impression of. Why can't you give it to me? To be honest, this thing is very important to me."

The Eighth Elder's face turned from pale to red.

Of course he knew that if he wanted to get rid of the relationship completely at this time, he had to pretend that he didn't care and let Mu Qinglan take the things away.

But he still wants his own life!

The Eighth Elder looked a little embarrassed:

"Miss Mu, although this thing is not a rare item, but...it is the old man's thing...if you just take it away...the old man's face..."

Mu Qinglan interrupted him.

"Elder Eight, don't worry, I'm not trying to grab your things in public. I, Mu Qinglan, can't do shameless and dirty things like this. In exchange, I can give you two volumes of Heavenly Rank Law Trick, how?"

Luo Qingheng's face turned livid.

Mu Qinglan is burying him in public!

Why can't you scold her at this time!

This Mu Qinglan is really cunning!

The Eighth Elder's heart sank.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Qinglan's exchange of two volumes of Heaven's Rank Jue for a bone flute that he "doesn't care about" is considered a great deal of face.

If he doesn't agree, then there is obviously a ghost!

But how could he agree?

"Miss Mu, it's not a question of what to exchange..."

The Eighth Elder wanted to make another argument, but saw Mu Qinglan put his bone flute to his lips again.

Woo--

A flute sounded instantly!

But the sound of the flute was quite different from the one just now.

At this time, the voice sounded much sharper than before!

The Eighth Elder's expression changed drastically!

The next moment, he suddenly shot at Mu Qinglan! To snatch that bone flute!

Mu Qinglan had been prepared for a long time. The moment he made a move, he put away the two bone flutes together. With a turn of his body, he avoided the movement of the eighth elder!

The people in Sen Luo Hall also understood something at this time!

Yun Yi shot immediately!

Several silver threads flew towards the Eighth Elder!