Chapter 580

Yan Wenshan flicks his fingers, and five streamers strike Mo hang like lightning. Mo Qin stops him, but Luo Zhan stops him as soon as he moves.

Luo Zhan's accomplishments are higher than Mo Qin's, so it's easy to stop him.

Five streamers instantly disappeared into Mo Hang's wrists and ankles, and another streamer disappeared between his legs.

"Ah Mo hang screamed, his body softened down, his wrists dropped down, his feet tilted, and he fell down. He twisted on the ground strangely and cried out, "father, father!"

Luo Zhan flashed back to Yan Wenshan.

Mo Qin quickly lowered himself. At this sight, he was furious: "Yan Wenshan, you... You deceive people too much!"

"Oh, you just delayed me a lot of time. I was in a bad mood. I shook my hand and wasted his three legs." Yan Wenshan flicked his finger and said lightly.

Three legs? Mo Qin was surprised and angry, so he said, why is mo hang so miserable.

"Well, take him with you." Yan Wenshan waved his hand and said impatiently.

Mo Qin glared angrily, gritted his teeth, lowered himself, picked up Mo hang, raised his head and said to Yan Wenshan, "Yan Wenshan, you..."

He wanted to say "you wait", but Yan Wenshan looked up and yelled, "get out of here!"

The sound was like thunder, which made Mo Qin stagger, almost throwing Mo hang to the ground. At the same time, his brow wrinkled, his blood gushed, and a trace of blood came down from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Qin was completely flustered. He turned around and left in a hurry. He was afraid that Yan Wenshan would be abandoned with him if he was late.

The disciples of the temple of heavenly demons in the main hall dare not look at their eyes, nose and heart. They are still thinking over and over again about whether they have offended Yan Qingyang. It seems that offending Yan Qingyang is a disaster.

Yan ruling and several other disciples of Mo Hang's group were paralyzed and did not dare to beg for mercy.

"Yan ruling? Yan Wenshan looked at Yan ruling and spat out a few words.

Yan ruling shivered, reluctantly gathered courage, knelt down on the ground to climb a few steps, said miserably: "temple master, I really don't know about cheating, please look at our family name, forgive me, I'll go home immediately."

"I remember that the quota of the Yan family was not given to you. Why did you come here with the quota? Did your Yan family want to deceive me?" Yan Wenshan said coldly.

Yan ruling was stunned. She took the quota and the temple accepted it, which means that there is no problem. How can she be said to be deceiving the temple now.

"This... This..." Yan ruling stuttered. She didn't know how to answer. She turned her eyes and said, "originally this quota belonged to Yan Yunqing, but later she disappeared. We couldn't find her, so I had to take it."

"Even if she is missing, the quota is not yours. You come here with someone else's quota, aren't you deceiving the temple of demons?" Yan Wenshan's face sank.

Yan ruling is tongue tied. She can't argue any more. Now she knows that Yan Yunqing is Yan Qingyang, the daughter of the temple master. What else dare she say? Yan wenshanming wants to vent his anger for Yan Qingyang.

"Lord, I'm wrong," Yan ruling lowered her head. "I'll go back now."

"Go back?" Yan Wenshan looked at her coldly, "where do you think the temple of demons is? You can come, you can go? If you can't cheat, you still want to go back. You think all the people in the temple are vegetarian! "

"Lord, I'm wrong!" Yan ruling was so scared that she was frightened by Yan Wenshan's treatment of Zhang Zhang and Mo hang. She kowtowed repeatedly, "Lord of the temple, please. Anyway, my surname is Yan too..."

"I remember what you said, Luo Zhan!" As soon as Yan Wenshan turned his head, Luo Zhan said, "except for me and Qingyang, there is no need for another Yan surname in Qingyun world, so as not to be misunderstood."

Yan ruling trembled like a sieve chaff and screamed: "Yan Wenshan, you are a devil!"

She thought that Yan Wenshan meant to kill all Yan's family, and she was scared and excited to go crazy.

Yan Wenshan looked at her disdainfully. Suddenly, with a flick of his finger, a pill fell into her mouth.

"Luo Zhan, let the Yan family leave Qingyun, including her!" Yan Wenshan pointed at Yan ruling with his hand.

Yan ruling was stunned for a moment. Then she realized that Yan Wenshan just wanted to drive them away. It was better than losing her life. She was so surprised that she was glad. Yan ruling stopped.

Immediately someone came down with Yan ruling.

Yan ruling calmed down and let others take her with her. However, she found that people were looking at her in a wrong way. She was frightened, disgusted and even retched.

At the foot of Tianmo mountain, the disciples who took her out of Tianmo hall threw her away and said, "go away, ugly eight monsters!"

Yan ruling had a bad feeling in her mind. She waved out her water glasses and looked at herself in them. She screamed and closed her eyes and fainted.

On the main hall, Yan Wenshan looked at the people who were in the same group with Mo hang, touched the cup, and said faintly: "these families will not come here in the future, send them off!"

After all, their families did not need to disappear, they did not need to be driven away, and they did not need to be abandoned. This was a great surprise. However, in the future, their aristocratic families have no place to come to the temple of heavenly demons, and their influence will become smaller and smaller. Those people, like the survivors of the disaster, left obediently. After all, Yan Wenshan waved his hand wearily, indicating the dissolution of the crowd. With a sigh of relief, the silent disciples of Tianmo hall hurried out of the hall. When they got away, they finally dared to speak“ God, I'm scared. The temple master hasn't been angry for many years. I almost forget his previous ferocity! "“ It seems that we should be careful in the future. Don't mess with your highness. "“ Alas, I'm so glad that I didn't join them. " In less than three days, Zuo Ting came back, covered with injuries, and brought back a large bottle of Qionghua Yulu. Yan Wenshan gently feeds Qionghua Yulu into Yan Qingyang's mouth and asks, "has your younger martial sister's information leaked?" Zuo Ting shrunk his head in fear and looked around. He muttered, "no... no, by the way." suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Master, the man in Lingxiao Palace also appeared. It's a pity, haha, I don't know what's going on. His cultivation has regressed a lot, even I can't beat him! Otherwise, I wouldn't be so easy to get Qionghua Yulu. " After a meal, Yan Wenshan continued to feed Yan Qingyang on the bed, turned his back to zuoting and said, "are you sure he can't beat you? Instead of letting you