Chapter 1137

The scholar untied the iron scroll around his waist, opened it in front of the crowd and said, "my red and green iron scroll is a strange treasure given above. In addition to the effect of defending the enemy and protecting the body, it can also store a lot of information for me to consult at any time."

Then he forced a spiritual force with his fingertips and pointed it on the iron roll.

A line of handwriting appeared on the iron scroll. The scholar said, "Heisha worshipped the cold Star Palace 800 years ago and became the first disciple of the cold Star Palace 500 years ago. After that, she began to contact those killed righteous masters."

The Moon said coldly, "what's the problem?"

The scholar showed a shy smile, but his words hurt: "is it a coincidence? How do you think, black yarn is just a victim pushed to the stage."

After the words, the needles of the whole viewing table can be heard.

The big men from various sects narrowed their eyes and looked thoughtful.

At their level, especially at this age, they have seen too many intrigues and intrigues. Everyone has a steelyard in his heart, and many things don't look at the surface.

Is the black yarn innocent? Who are you taking the blame for? Who's behind it?

Everyone has his own guess about these problems, but he won't say it, because doing so makes no sense except to deepen mutual suspicion.

Even the enemies of the cold Star Palace have never thought of overthrowing the Lord of the cold Star Palace with a black veil.

That's unrealistic!

Just take the three main sects for example. Today's demon killing meeting also has a common purpose: use the black yarn to lead someone out, and then revenge with revenge, revenge with resentment!

I didn't want to kill Cheng Yaojin on the way.

The white faced scholar looked polite, but he was a mad dog and kept biting.

Everyone's eyes fell on Mingyue. Even the girl beside the wine Taoist opened a pair of childlike eyes and looked at her martial uncle Mingyue.

After a long time, Mingyue said: "it has always been tiger Chi who is responsible for investigating the murder of the righteous master. Locking the black yarn is the evidence. Black yarn himself confessed that it is not dark. Today, if adults want to retract their confession, do you want to ask tiger Chi's opinion first? In addition, I want to ask, will this demon killing conference continue?"

The scholar said: "naturally, no matter whether there is someone behind the black veil or not, she is the direct murderer who caused the death of many experts. Such people deserve to die, but..."

Mingyue didn't give him a chance to go on, and said strongly, "in that case, I'd better discuss all matters after I clean up the portal! At that time, no matter what adults want to check, cold Star Palace will fully cooperate."

The scholar shook his head and suddenly heard a "ton ton" drinking sound. After ton ton ton, there was a long "ha" gas sound.

The wine Taoist put down the wine pot, wiped his mouth and murmured, "I came here today to attend the demon killing meeting. It's getting late. If I don't start again, I'll go back and coax the girl to sleep."

Next to her, the girl yawned cooperatively and asked in a naive tone, "when does the devil appear? I really want to see what the devil looks like?"

Several other big men also made a timely voice, suggesting that they were not interested in investigating the behind the scenes.

Even though song Tianba of Lien Chan Shenmeng wanted to see a play, his main purpose of coming here today was to lead out the devil. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he didn't stand on the scholar's side.

So far, the book has become a lonely family.

His eyes swept over a group of big men, as well as their own disciples, and suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" someone asked.

While laughing, the scholar put away the iron roll in his hand and said, "it is often said in the book that the world is drunk and I wake up alone. Now it seems that there are not often intoxicated people. Most of them are people who pretend to be confused. Let's be a person who pretends to be intoxicated and accompany you to watch this grand ceremony."

No one answered him.

In the Shushan team, He Zhong, Liu Jianxian's disciple, seemed to want to say something, but before opening his mouth, he heard the master's secret voice: "shut up, meditate and concentrate on observation."

The auditorium was quiet.

As the scholar said, they are all people who pretend to be drunk. Who is the real murderer has no interest in them. Naturally, they have become quiet people.

At this time,

A disciple of the cold Star Palace flew to, half knelt in front of the bright moon, looked excited and said, "inform the palace master that the eldest martial sister has taken the devil to the palace!"

A stone stirs thousands of waves.

Countless eyes looked into the distance and saw dozens of cold Star Palace disciples pushing a cage made of cold iron, covered with black cloth, walking slowly here.

Walking in the front is a woman in white. She looks very beautiful and has an excellent figure. She is no less than a fairy in the sky.

Countless male practitioners were intoxicated. Even Mo Beiting in Shushan couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and gently called "junior sister xiaorou."

Beside Hou xiaorou, Qin Liangyu carried a pair of knives and commanded his disciples to push the cage forward.

The team moved forward all the way. When passing the viewing table, after any stop, they directly put the cage to the magic cutting platform. Then Hou xiaorou knelt down and said loudly, "inform the palace master that people have been brought to!"

Mingyue got up, smiled and waved, "come here."

Hou xiaorou nodded and flew down from the cliff platform. The Taiyin decided to run, making her covered with a hazy light and beautiful.

The wine Taoist stared slightly and said in surprise: "younger martial sister, your disciple has repaired the Taiyin decision to the eighth floor, but you don't have to be my girl!"

"Elder martial brother Jiu praised me."

The bright moon smiles and greets Hou xiaorou to give you a gift.

Several elders all showed a "dignified" look. They had heard that the cold star palace had a rare talent in ten thousand years. When they saw it today, they found that the rumor was still conservative. They could fix the Taiyin to the eighth floor. They were qualified to fight with them.

Even so for the big guys, there is no need to say more about the lovers they bring.

Whether it is mo Beiting and Li Yun, two local elites, or He Zhong and girl, two foreign geniuses, who have never even realized the Tao, they don't see enough in front of Hou xiaorou.

"Sister, you are beautiful and powerful!"

The girl opened her arms and rushed up to embrace Hou xiaorou.

Although the girl is small, she is 800 years old. As a unicorn, she is most sensitive to breath. She has to hold her thigh on the spot!

Hou xiaorou picked her up and said with a smile, "what's your name?"

Girl: "smart."

Hou xiaorou: "what's your last name?"

Girl: "when I was born, my biological father disappeared. I don't know my last name, but I'm 800 years old and much older than my sister."

Then the girl spread her hands and drew a "big, big" gesture.

Waiting for xiaorou to smile, the jade finger picked lightly and stirred the girl's two braids to tease her to play.

The girl jumped into Hou xiaorou's arms, blinked and asked, "sister, what's in that big cage?"

Hou xiaorou smiled slightly stiff and said softly, "my eldest martial sister."

"Since it's your eldest martial sister, why are you locked in a cage?" the girl said.

Hou xiaorou was stunned and couldn't find the answer.

After a long time, she hugged the girl and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "smart, in the eyes of her sister, the big senior sister is in the cage, but in the eyes of others, the cage is a devil, but her sister knows that the big senior sister is not a devil and she is wronged."

The girl was at a loss. She was still struggling with the initial question: "what does the real devil look like?"

"You'll know," Hou xiaorou answered softly.