The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"Master, please help my disciple and kill the thief!"

The old man in the crane robe came over and bowed to the sect leader, his eyes full of ferocity.

When Ming Fan saw the old man in crane robe, his right eye twitched for no reason.

The old man in the crane robe took out an oval jade magic weapon, which was flickering with green light.

"Oh?" The sect leader looked at Ming Fan and the others deeply, then turned his head to look at the magic weapon held by the old man, "He's awake?"

The old man in the crane robe nodded and placed his hand on the jade weapon. After a moment, a weak human soul floated out of the jade weapon.

Not to mention, even though the human soul is weak, it still knows etiquette.

Even after all this, he still didn't forget to salute the sect master and several elders.

"Master, several elders."

When Ming Fan saw the human soul clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Not dead yet."

The human soul was none other than Mu Ming, who had been killed by Ming Fan before.

Unexpectedly, even though she had tried her best to ensure that everything would go perfectly well that day, Mu Ming still took advantage of her.

But Ming Fan didn’t know that it was the sect leader who saved Mu Ming’s soul that day.

But no matter what, Mu Ming's soul did not dissipate, and after being nurtured for the past few days, he woke up.

"What exactly happened that day?" The sect leader looked at Mu Ming's soul and spoke slowly.

Mu Ming also noticed at this time that in addition to the people from the Futu Sect, there was another group of people present.

And he will never forget that familiar figure even after his death.

"is her!"

Mu Ming pointed at Ming Fan, his face distorted with anger.

The spirit that had finally stabilized almost dissipated on the spot because of the excessive emotions.

"Oh?" The sect leader glanced at Ming Fan behind Kong Zhu and asked, "Are you sure it's her?"

"That's right. I swear on my soul that it was the five of them who broke into my residence and committed the crime that day!"

"Mingfan, I didn't expect that we would meet again." Mu Ming looked at Mingfan, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

If looks could kill, he would have killed Ming Fan with his eyes a thousand eight hundred times.

Ming Fan remained silent and looked at him coldly.

"Master, the five of them sneaked into our Futu Sect and killed our disciples..."

"You fart!"

After these words were spoken, Kong Zhu lost his composure.

What a joke! If his young master were to be accused of murdering the sect's most talented disciple, it would not be so easy for him to take the blame.

"You framed my Soul Palace Young Master, Futu Sect. Can you bear the wrath of my Soul Palace Master?"

Kong Zhu's face darkened and he protected Lin Wanshu behind him.

With a flick of his sleeves, the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power almost blew away the human souls that Mu Ming had gathered again.

"Is the Soul Calmer anxious now?"

The sect leader signaled the crane-robed elder to take back the jade weapon, then he raised the corners of his mouth in a sinister smile.

"In this case, this sect master naturally believes that the young master of the Soul Palace will not be involved in this matter. The Soul Suppressor can just leave with the young master of the Soul Palace, but..."

The leader changed the subject: "They can't leave."

The ones that the sect leader was referring to were naturally Ming Fan, Le Shan, Xiao Yunyang and Rong Hua.

Lin Wanshu frowned, then took a step forward, but was stopped by Kong Zhu.

"Young Master, we..." He couldn't say the rest of the words.

Persuade the young master to go with him first?

Given the young master's temper, he would definitely not agree to it. Besides, the young master has always valued the girl Ming Fan.

Kong Zhu felt overwhelmed. This was like putting him on the fire.

"Big Brother, you go first."

Ming Fan looked at Lin Wanshu and Kong Zhu quietly.

The current situation is very simple. The people of Futu Sect have no intention of letting them go. Because of Lin Wanshu's identity as the young master of the Soul Palace, the sect leader gave the Soul Palace some face and did not pursue Lin Wanshu.

As for the remaining few of them, it would probably be extremely difficult to ask the Futu Sect to release the people.

"You go first, and we'll figure out the rest."

Le Shan also gestured to Kong Zhu.

It would be wise to run away as many as possible now.

Xiao Yunyang hugged the sword to his chest and nodded in agreement: "Big Brother, go first."

"Let's go together." Lin Wanshu pursed her lips.

He is their eldest senior brother. Even if he dies in battle here today, he will never abandon his fellow brothers and leave alone.

Kong Zhu's face twitched again and again, and he quietly sent out signals with his hands and waved people secretly.

But in my heart I roared with helplessness.

What did these ancestors do!

"So, the Soul Calming Envoy hasn't left yet?" The sect leader looked at Kong Zhu, with a threatening tone in his voice.

"Haha." Kong Zhu laughed dryly, "My Soul Palace has a long history with these young friends."

What he meant was that he wanted all of them.

"The Soul Calmer has a big appetite."

A violent ball of spiritual power appeared in the sect leader's hand. In this case, there was nothing more to say between them.

"Wait a minute."

Amid the tense situation, Ming Fan walked out gracefully.

Her face remained calm, and she looked at the sect leader with neither arrogance nor servility.

"Why don't you ask your good disciple what the whole story is about?

Don't you think it's unfair to assume that he is right just based on one person's words?"

"This sect master does not believe what his own disciples say, so how can he believe an outsider like you?"

The sect leader looked at Ming Fan with amusement, the spiritual power in his hands was still accumulating.

Sitting in his position, many things become clear.

However, many things that are clear to the naked eye do not need to be understood so clearly.

Ming Fan and a few others killed his sect's disciples, so he wanted to get rid of them and give an explanation to the sect.

The right and wrong of the matter were complicated and he could figure it out with just a little guess, but what did it matter?

The sect wants to establish its authority and gather disciples within the sect. Compared with these, the reason for this matter is ridiculous.

"So, the Sect Master intends to make the best of a bad situation."

Ming Fan laughed sarcastically and took something out of his hand.

"I wonder if the Sect Master has made plans to fight against the Royal Court?"

Isn't it just the big bullying the small? Everyone would do the same.

Besides, she and Wang Ting are so familiar with each other, so it would be reasonable for her to come out and help others.

"The royal court?"

The clan leader seemed to have heard something funny and burst into laughter. He even laughed too much and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"You said you were from the royal court?"

Ming Fan nodded as a matter of course. The old man gave her an iron plate and asked her to join some Wangting Sect School. Rounding it off, it was considered as such.

Kong Zhu's calm expression also cracked, and he couldn't help but whisper to Ming Fan: "Little girl, make up something credible."

Although he knew that the elder Wang Ting at the Pharmacist Conference was somewhat interested in her, as far as he knew, he was not that interested.

She, on the other hand, took herself into the royal court in one breath.

You are so bold! You even scared him.

She dared to speak, but he didn't dare to listen.

Le Shan and the others were completely confused. They had no idea what had happened.

I felt like I was kicked out of Wuwang Peak by my senior brother and junior sister.

But Mingfan remained calm, opened his red lips and said: "Wangting is my home."