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Chapter 861 Wood Spirit Rhyme Requirements

The cyan lotus flower bloomed again behind Yang Chen, bursts of energy fluctuations bred from the lotus flower, making one's scalp numb and frightening.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, for fear of being affected by the energy of the lotus.

"Yang Chen! If you kill my disciple of Tianhuo Palace, I will be at odds with you today!" The old palace master shouted loudly, and the next moment, he raised a finger and pointed at Yang Chen.

The red spiritual power condensed at her fingertips, and the next moment, it turned into a red star point. The old palace master's right arm shook, and the red dot burst out instantly, turning into a red ray, and shot madly at Yang Chen who was opposite him.

Whoosh...

Wherever the light passed, the space shook violently, and a dark crack suddenly appeared in the air, making crackling noises. It seemed that even the air couldn't bear this terrifying aura and would collapse at any time.

However, just when the light was about to hit Yang Chen, a red figure suddenly rushed out. With a wave of her jade arm, the red light was immediately deflected by her, and bombarded the place not far away. above the rock wall.

boom!

Under the bombardment of the light, a piece of the whole mountain was directly blown away, and green smoke was billowing.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Qian Ying, Yang Chen was slightly taken aback, and immediately spit out two words: "Thank you."

The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Mu Lingyun!

The old palace master was so angry that his face was ashen, he stretched out his hand, pointed at Mu Lingyun, and shouted angrily: "Mu Lingyun, what do you mean? You want to deal with my Tianhuo Palace together with an outsider?"

"You scoundrel who eats inside and outside!"

The old palace lord was so angry that his body trembled slightly.

Hearing these words, Mu Lingyun's expression was extremely calm, she suddenly raised her hand and slipped out a dagger from her cuff. Mu Lingyun held the handle of the dagger and aimed it at her throat, the sharp blade cut a hole in Mu Lingyun's fair skin.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone immediately took a breath.

Yang Chen's expression also changed suddenly.

"Mu Lingyun, what are you doing?" The old palace lord asked hurriedly with a look of fear on his face.

"Do nothing."

Mu Lingyun said calmly, with a cool voice flowing between the world: "Old Palace Master, I just want to tell you that Mu Lingyun entered the Lihuo Palace since she was a child, and was selected by the Tianhuo Palace when she was a teenager. Saintess, she has been working for Tianhuo Palace since then! Has this happened before?"

The old palace lord was slightly taken aback, his face was a little ugly.

"snort."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Mu Lingyun snorted coldly, and couldn't help but increase her strength. The dark red blood flowed from the depths of the neck, like red roses blooming in the ice and snow, extremely glamorous.

Seeing this scene, the old palace lord quickly said: "Yes! Yes! You put down the knife first!"

Mu Lingyun is the saint of Tianhuo Palace, she has a very special status, if she really can't think about it and goes down with a knife, then she will become the number one sinner in the history of Tianhuo Palace!

Seeing the panic of the old palace lord, the corners of Mu Lingyun's mouth slightly raised, and said indifferently: "Old palace lord, let me ask you again, I have been running around for Tianhuo Palace these years, and I have solved many problems for Tianhuo Palace both openly and secretly. Minor things! Although I made my fortune in Tianhuo Palace, but based on the contributions I have made for Tianhuo Palace over the years, maybe I can be regarded as clean? "

"Two clears?"

Hearing this, the old palace lord was slightly taken aback.

"Can it be settled?" Mu Lingyun raised her voice, the dagger in her hand was still firmly pressed against her throat.

"Forget it!" The old palace lord sighed, with a dejected look on his face: "You are not inferior to Tianhuo Palace... you, put down the dagger in your hand first!"

"Ah."

Hearing the old palace master's words, Mu Lingyun sneered and said, "Since the two are settled, why does Tianhuo Palace still kill my child? Since I don't owe you anything, why do you still want to kill my flesh and blood?"

Hearing Mu Lingyun's hoarse voice, the old palace lord's face became even more ugly. Mu Lingyun burst into tears, which made Yang Chen feel extremely uncomfortable. He could imagine that the days of Mu Lingyun must have been quite painful these years.

The old palace lord frowned and said: "Okay, this matter is my fault! I apologize to you, you put down the dagger in your hand first, we can discuss anything else!"

"Yes, niece Lingyun, what can we discuss?" Ouyang Ke stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Put down the dagger in your hand first, and you can tell me anything you want." Me and your palace master! As long as we can do it, we will definitely try our best to make up for your loss!"

"I don't want anything."

There were tears in Mu Lingyun's eyes. Although she was emotional, she still said calmly: "I just want you to promise me one thing, let Yang Chen behind me go! Let him go, and we will be clean!"

"Let him go?"

The old palace lord's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "No, this son killed my disciple of Tianhuo Palace, how could he just let him go like this? I will definitely tear him into pieces!"

"You have no other choice!"

Mu Lingyun's face was as usual, and she still said firmly: "Old Palace Master, as long as you let him go, we will be cleared. From now on, I will still be the saint of Tianhuo Palace, and I can do things for Tianhuo Palace. A cow makes a horse!"

"If you don't let her go, then I can only kill myself with one blow and be buried with Yang Chen!"

Mu Lingyun gritted her silver teeth lightly, although her voice was not loud, the firmness in her tone was beyond doubt. Especially the dagger in her hand, which had been soaked red by blood at some point, looked extraordinarily glaring.

"Wood Lingyun..."

Yang Chen opened his mouth, smiled wryly and said, "Mu Lingyun, why are you bothering?"

Mu Lingyun said calmly: "Yang Chen, you are the father of the child, and I am the mother of the child... All I did was not for you, but for him."

As Mu Lingyun said, she subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, with a look of guilt in her eyes. However, this guilt was quickly covered up by Mu Lingyun. She stared closely at the old palace lord opposite, and said coldly:

"Old Palace Master, how is it? Have you thought about what I just said? Do you want to spend another hundred years to find the second saint? Or do you want me to go back and continue to be the saint?"

Mu Lingyun's words were extremely tricky, and the old palace master was immediately stopped. How is it so easy to find a saintess, not to mention that it is difficult to find a saintess like Mu Lingyun, even a saintess with mediocre aptitude is like finding a needle in a haystack.

A hundred years?

It may not be possible to find it!

Therefore, under the balance, the old palace master could only nod his head, and said with a livid face: "Okay! I promise you, let this person go!"

Hearing this, Mu Lingyun's body lightened, and she felt a stone fall from her heart.