Cultivate the ruthless way for him

After all, Zhao Zhao lacked physical strength, Yuan Dan, who practiced for half an hour, curled up on the futon to sleep for a while, and Liu Fuying arrived.

Liu Fuying still had a bandage around her neck, and she stood outside the cell with her sleeves down, looking arrogantly at Zhao Zhao, with an extremely ugly expression on her face.

Zhao Zhao pointed to the open space outside the prison: "Sit down, why are you polite?"

"Who is polite to you?"

Liu Fuying didn't sit down, she sneered and said, "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do."

"I don't want to do anything, just ask you for a small favor."

"Busy?"

"Yeah, you also know that because of the wound on my back, I can't explain it, and I will be executed as a little devil soon. The only person who can save me now is you."

Liu Fuying seemed to hear a joke.

"Whether you live or not has nothing to do with me, why should I save you. What's more—" Liu Fuying asked sincerely: "What is the relationship between us, don't you really know? I should be happy that you are dead. "

"Besides, now that you are a scum of the immortal clan, a dying person who may be executed at any time, what good will it do me for you to help me?"

Zhao Zhao rolled his eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you don't help."

"According to the rules of the [-] states, there must be a joint trial by the three monarchs before I am officially executed. At that time, they will definitely ask me where the devilish energy in my body comes from. If you don't help me, I will say, yes I was injured by you, I am a dead pig, I am not afraid of boiling water, I am not afraid of investigation at all, some people may not be sure."

Liu Fuying's complexion finally changed.

Zhao Zhao: "Time is running out, Mr. Liu, you can decide quickly whether you want to help senior brother or not."

Liu Fuying gritted her teeth and sneered.

"You actually...plan to be a white wolf empty-handed, without giving any benefits, and let me help you?"

"I said, you don't have to help."

"You didn't say that!" Liu Fuying took a deep breath, and after a while, she suppressed the anger in her chest, and said, "Okay, tell me how I can help you."

**

Dao Xindian.

As soon as the gods heard this, they hurriedly got up and saluted, and the middle god stopped abruptly in the middle of his passionate speech.

Chang Yuan walked in with his sleeves on his shoulders and didn't look at the crowd. After he sat down, he casually picked up a wine cup, his eyes were dull, and he asked again: "How is it natural?"

"Naturally, it should be dealt with by Your Majesty."

After a long while, the speaking Zhongshen trembled violently, and added the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

As soon as he came in, the invisible sword intent spread like a tide, oppressing the hearts of everyone in the hall.

The hall, which was still bustling just now, could be heard falling needles for a moment, and it was extremely quiet.Because everyone suddenly realized that the captured monster was none other than the king's young disciple.

This gentleman is not very good-tempered at all, and at this moment, I am afraid that his mood is even worse to the extreme.If you are not sure where your heart is not going well, you have to take it out on them.

The safest way is to pretend that there is no air.

Wei Bihuajun said with a cold and arrogant expression: "Chang Yuan, although my disciples were good at using forbidden objects a while ago, compared with your disciples, they really pale in comparison."

Zhang Yuan took a sip of wine expressionlessly.

Bi Huajun was ignored, and his icy hibiscus face was extremely ugly.

Mr. Bihua didn't understand why this person always liked to fight with him.His chest heaved for a moment, and he said, "You and I are both masters. That day Yao'er misused forbidden things, I punished her severely according to the sect's rules, and punished her to face the wall and think for 100 years. What about you, how do you plan to deal with that Si Zhao?"

Zhang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "If you privately use forbidden items and injure your fellow disciples, if you put them under my sect, you will be punished with at least three hundred lashes and face the wall for 300 years. What, Mr. Bihua thinks that you have punished yourself too severely? ?”

"I……"

"Okay, even if you are right, how do you plan to deal with this matter. The people at the Demon Locking Platform have confirmed that it is the magic breath from the same source as the Ten Thousand Devils Nest, and it is likely to be related to Wentian. For thousands of years, how many good soldiers and good generals of the immortal clan have been lost in the hands of the devil. The monsters will not be eliminated, and there will be no peace in the three realms. Anyone who has anything to do with Wentian must be wiped out to prevent future troubles. After all, that little thing was once under your door Teach me, if you don't have the heart to do it yourself, I'll kill it for you."

"What's more, now that Mo Yu is about to wake up, there is no need for you to accept such a corrupt disciple and drag down your reputation for nothing. Now the evidence is convincing..."

"What evidence?"

Bi Huajun was stunned: "Isn't that wound enough to prove it? You have entered the Ten Thousand Devils Cave twice, you should know how dark and evil the devilish energy churning in the Pond of No Regrets is."

"Besides, do you think that without the help of the magic power in the body, with that little thing's cultivation, he can lure away the big monster and kill the monster by himself? In my opinion, the sudden appearance of the big monster in Banxian Mountain today without warning is probably the same. It is inseparable from that little thing, that little thing is called to lead away the monster beast, maybe it has secretly colluded with the monster beast long ago."

"What's more, now that Mo Yu is about to wake up, there is no need for you to accept such a corrupt disciple and drag down your reputation for nothing. Now the evidence is convincing..."

"I'm a disciple under my sect, so I won't bother others."

Zhang Yuan indifferently interrupted Bi Huajun's words.

He said to Mr. Nanshan: "Since everyone is here, let's start the trial."

Nan Shanjun nodded, and ordered Zhaoyue who was standing beside him: "Go and bring that little guy here."

Zhaoyue nodded, glanced worriedly at the solemn atmosphere of the hall, then left the hall and headed towards the Hall of Precepts.

Everyone in the hall also had different expressions, they only exchanged glances in secret, and did not dare to talk too much.

Not long after, Zhaoyue brought Zhao Zhao over.

"Master!"

Zhao Zhao saw Zhang Yuan sitting on the main seat at a glance, and immediately rushed over.

Seeing this scene, the other gods and gods all widened their eyes in astonishment.

Zhang Yuan saw that he had changed into a fairy robe that didn't fit well, and was trying to hold the coquettish little thing in his arms. After a while, he stretched out his hand to lift the person away, and said, "Go and stand in the hall, and answer carefully."