Chapter 982

Qi weakly broke away from his hand and struggled to stand up. The weak spiritual strength supported him in the body, which made him not faint in embarrassment.

With a mocking smile, he fixed his gaze on cuipan. The white Taoist robe had been dyed red with blood, which was particularly shocking in the night. "Cuipan, do you like it? If I'm not wrong, you're the one who made the immortal thing around her? Your idea is a little too offensive. If you learn later, you will never be forgiven! She doesn't belong to the underworld, you "

" Bang -- "

" shut up! " Cui pan flicks his sleeve coldly. He pulls out a whip that is as black as a snake. The whip has a sharp barb with blue poison light on it. The body is hanging in the air. The red robe is hunting and flying in the night wind. "She doesn't belong to the underworld, but --"

a whip off, "she belongs to me!"

Qi weak water eyes light slightly cold, clenched his fist, he only hated that he was not able to fight with him, and even was about to die under his hand in humiliation. His heart was not willing!

He closed his eyes.

All of a sudden, when the whip came, a golden light suddenly appeared, catching Cui Pan's strength.

There was an old voice in the void, "judge Cui, be merciful --"

words fell, people in the void fell far away, Qi Qingshui suddenly opened his eyes and said: "master!"

He came with a black robe, fairyland, white hair and beard, holding a whisk in his hand. He was the master of Qi Weishui, and was also away from the God of Qing Dynasty.

Cui pan takes back his whip and sneers, "it's from the God of Qing Dynasty. So, I'd like to ask you, how do you discipline your disciples in Xu Mi's realm? Is it just that he is allowed to have fun under the name of travelling? Well? " Even in front of the supernatural spirit of Liqing, Cui pan is still not afraid of it and laughs sarcastically.

"Master, I didn't --"

"shut up! Don't talk too much. "

Qi Qingshui is eager to explain that he can be aggressive in front of Cui pan, but he dare not say anything in front of the master who brought him up.

When Li qingshangshen raised his hand to stop Qi Qingshui, he hugged Cui pan and said, "judge Cui, it's an old man with a bad upbringing. Please be merciful to judge Cui. Then old man will take him back to the virtual world and think about it. If you find out about it, you will never forgive it. Please don't worry about it!"

What he said made Cui pan look good, and looked at Qi Jianshui's appearance. His cultivation was completely broken. In the future, even if the old man who was away from the virtual environment took good care of him, he could not recover to his peak.

He chose the lips with crimson color, nodded slightly, and looked at them like a torch. "In this way, I will sell my face to qingshangshen. Only in the future, please don't walk around at will. If I meet you next time --"

the Phoenix eyes are narrowed slightly, and the tone is meaningful.

"It's natural. Thank you, judge Cui. So I'm leaving."

After that, surrounded by the immortal spirit, from the God of the Qing Dynasty, he called a white cloud and went away with Qi weak water as silent as when he came.

Before leaving, the needle like eyes have been staring at Cui pan.

When he disappeared, Cui smiled, stroked his spotless sleeves and hissed, "but he has backbone. If you can come back alive, I will give you a chance to fight with me."

Then no matter whether Qi weak water heard it or not, he turned into a black fog and disappeared instantly.