How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Shen Xitang walked swiftly and without delay, leaving only the last sentence lingering in the audience, but his figure had already disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The audience was silent for a moment, and then exploded.

"She said she was joking? Who believes she is joking? She is clearly threatening us! Senior sisters, don't you care?"

"It's too arrogant! Haven't entered Wanglingxianzong yet? What do you think of yourself? What do you think of us?! Is she playing us?"

"Excessive! There are such people in this world! As a woman, she is not virtuous, nor can she learn to be cautious in her words and deeds. She is immoral, she is really immoral!"

……

On Mo Yu's long steps, Sang Baiyan finally remembered to raise his hand to set up a sound-proof barrier.

She couldn't hide her eyes and looked at the faces of the people in the audience with disgust: "Can you think of a way to throw these people out? Letting such people enter the mountain gate, I think it will dirty the way I usually walk. How dare someone come here We, Fei Xuefeng, talk about women's virtues? Could it be that they have misunderstood our Fei Xuefeng?"

The beautiful senior sister next to her pinched her nose: "Help, it's too stench, it's too bad, the smell of these men, I'm going to be smoked to death."

"We only have the right to measure the spiritual pulse." Si Xinyan shook his head, and then continued under the disappointed eyes of Sang Baiyan and several other junior sisters: "But the next level is Changmeng Peak."

Sang Baiyan let out an "ah", the darkness in his eyes was quickly relit, and he elongated his tone: "Changmeng Peak——"

"And again." Si Xinyan lightly tapped the spiritual table with his finger, with a deep meaning: "We really only have the right to test the spiritual pulse."

When the sound insulation barrier was opened again, the fairy-like senior sisters on Mo Yu's steps still looked dignified and gentle, as if they didn't mind their noise at all, and never took these words into their hearts.

It is probably because of this image that many people have misunderstood, and they feel more resentment, and for a while, it kind of arouses the bullying in their bones.

However, when the chants reached 180, the person who had been questioned by Shen Xitang before stepped forward quickly: "My name is Wu Dekuan, and I come from the Wu family of the sixth-class family in Huaidong. May I ask, senior sisters, why there is no further punishment for Shen Xitang? She clearly said such exaggerated words! She is also so disrespectful to the spiritual table!"

Seeing that he was throwing the ground loudly and still had something to say, Sang Baiyan said quickly: "Put your hands up quickly."

Wu Dekuan obeyed subconsciously, still babbling: "In my opinion, this kind of woman should—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a series of screams!

"Ah——! Pain, pain, pain—!" Wu Dekuan was in so much pain that beads of sweat dripped down, and he curled up. The bone-gouging pain came from his palm, but the spirit testing table held him like a monster. His hand was bitten so hard that he couldn't take it back, so he could only bear the pain forcefully.

"Oh." Sang Baiyan said with an apologetic soft voice: "This spirit testing table is really real. Every time there are too many people testing, it will lose its temper. I can't do anything about it, so I have to ask you to bear it." Endure it. It will be fine soon."

Then everyone saw that Wu Dekuan's spiritual veins had been listed on the screen of light, but Sang Baiyan seemed to have not seen it, and turned his head to whisper to the beautiful senior sister next to her.

This forced the spirit test, which ended a few breaths ago, to be extended to half a stick of incense.

Only then did he turn around, and the apology in his voice deepened: "I also asked my senior sister, but unfortunately, my senior sister has nothing to do, hey."

Immediately, word by word, in Wu Dekuan's nearly exhausted groans and screams, he reported his spiritual veins, casually mentioned a few recommended peaks, and then sent the dismal-looking him to the hospital without any explanation. passed the next level.

Everyone in the audience was sweating, for fear that when it was their time, the spiritual testing table would fail again.

The number of people rotated one by one, and the spirit test table did not show the situation just now, and everyone's hearts were relieved a little, and a shocking cry of pain rose from the ground again!

Coincidentally, he was one of the most vicious people who scolded Shen Xitang just now.

Si Xinyan smiled apologetically and gently: "I'm really sorry for this disobedient spiritual testing table. I will definitely report it to Master, and next time I will replace it with a new batch of obedient ones."

This time, after going back and forth, someone finally discovered the clue.

For those who abused Shen Xitang just now, the harder they spoke, the louder their screams and screams at the moment.

Someone couldn't help crying amidst the screams: "What do the senior sisters mean! Could it be that they are avenging their own personal revenge!"

Si Xinyan's face turned pale in shock, and she felt aggrieved when she listened carefully: "Your Excellency, why did you say that! We are only here to test the spiritual veins, how can you slander us so much? You know that we have measured the spiritual veins of so many people, we How tired is it? How tired is the spiritual table? Have you considered our feelings? Besides, we have apologized and explained the reasons many times, why do you still think of us like this? Do you have evidence for saying this? If not, This is slander!"

The man opened his mouth to speak, but Si Xinyan turned his wrist and took out an extremely thick tome, and slapped it on the table: "This is my school rule of Wanglingxianzong, let me read it for you."

She Shi Shiran opened the book, and really read it like no one else amidst the man's screams.

It has to be said that the combination of the shrill screams and the gate rules is truly outstanding.

The faces of the disciples under Mo Yu's senior steps turned pale, and even their standing postures were much more disciplined than before.

In the past, some people lost a little respect because they thought the senior sisters of Feixue Peak were gentle and amiable. How could they dare to have such thoughts at this moment?

Then he quickly raised his respect for Fei Xuefeng from the bottom of his heart.

It's so high...it's a little bit lower than Dangerous Building Peak.

Above the enchantment.

Feng Guanghan shuddered quietly, touched his arm, and then looked at the eldest grandson Qingxue and Ruan Xiaozhen who had a panoramic view of all this, but smiled and said nothing, not only seemed to turn a blind eye, but also showed some approval and encouragement in their eyes.

He moved the chair quietly, moving towards Wei Xiaomo at the end inch by inch, trying to find some approval: "Although those disciples deserve to be eliminated, look, look, this method is too scary! Isn’t that considered public revenge?”

Then, he heard his good brother Wei Xiaomo, who couldn't beat him no matter what, say "hmm".

Feng Guanghan patted the table: "Right! I'll just say—"

"Not counting."

Feng Guanghan stopped talking, and looked at Wei Xiaomo in a daze: "...Huh?"

The young Sword Master rested his head on one hand, his long sleeves stretched out, revealing a beautiful wrist bone, his fingers resting on the side of his cheeks, his eyes slightly lowered, covering up the lingering killing intent.

His voice was as clear as water and as cold as snow.

"I said, it doesn't count."