Before the last step, you will never know what is waiting in front of you is comedy and tragedy.

Perhaps all this should be because Zifeng still has a stick in his heart. He firmly believes that some facts can not be distorted in front of everyone. What's more, Ning Jiaoyun couldn't answer what Zifeng did in the past. All she relied on was the cry of surprise, that's all.

But Zifeng didn't know that the old wood standing in front of him was no one else. It was Yanwu's mother and his teacher's mother in Haoran college! It was Mu Qingzhuo who drove Yanwu out of Fuzong that year.

Time flies, and most of my life has passed. I thought that there would be no more news from Xuantian, but I didn't think that what should come came and was right in front of me.

"You said you could draw level five talismans?" There was a trace of surprise in the old man's eyes.

He nodded and took out a talisman pen that Yanwu gave him when he was leaving. It was just when Zifeng wanted to draw

"Wait! Where did you get this pen! Say! " Mu Qingzhuo flashed away. Where did he still look like dusk before? He grabbed the rune pen from Zifeng's hand, narrowed his eyes and put it in the palm of his hand.

Green Sandalwood is wood and mane is pen. Auspicious clouds are in shape and rocks are in shape. The pen is the rune pen that Yanwu has been using. Why, why is it in the young man's hand.

Zifeng was stunned and replied respectfully, "report back to old mu. The rune pen was given by Yan Wu when his disciple was in Haoran college. Is it not mu Lao? "

Don't want to wait for Zifeng to finish, Mu Qingzhuo directly interrupted, "you, come with me" and walked directly with Zifeng towards the inside, leaving a group of Deacons there to look at each other for some reason.

A simple thing, do not want to regenerate ups and downs. Because of Zifeng's retort, Ning Jiaoyun was also pushed to the forefront of the storm. In the past, there was nothing wrong with making a small fuss, because the disciples she caught had a little bit of a small 99 in her heart; Moreover, his mind is not strong, and he can rarely deal with chaos like Zifeng today. Even in the face of everyone's criticism, he still changes his face color.

Moreover, Ning Jiaoyun was negligent in the previous things. In a word, maybe it won't be long before she has a decision on her problem, and this time, she capsized.

In the hall, Ning Jiaoyun was on pins and needles. She looked at the room from time to time, but no one came out

Time was pacing and passing, back and forth, thousands of times. Seeing that the sky was going to darken, the old and the young finally came out of it. But just looking at it, the needles can be heard in the brightly lit hall.

But seeing old Mu holding Zifeng's hand tightly, his face was full of kind expression. It was like a teenager for a moment. Zifeng, who followed her, didn't seem to be a disciple, but her younger generation

With a deep breath, Ning Jiaoyun could not hide from the left and right. Ning Jiaoyun walked slowly to Mu Qingzhuo, "Hall Lord, disciple knows his mistake, hope"

Before Ning Jiaoyun finished, Mu Qingzhuo waved his hand, "I don't want to know what's going on here. From now on, Fu Zong's inspection will be handed over to others. You're too impatient. You'd better draw Fu at ease in the future. " A whisper is also a judgment on Ning Jiaoyun's fate.

His face turned red in an instant. He had the name of a deacon, but he didn't have the reality of a deacon. For Ning Jiaoyun, who has a strong temperament, it's like a bolt from the blue, "Hall Lord, it's clearly his misdeeds. How can you?"

He? Ning Jiaoyun knows that she has forgotten Zifeng's name now!

"Deacon Ning, please pay attention to your words!" In the main hall, the people who had not left heard Ning Jiaoyun's shouting, then scolded, and for a time, everyone's eyes came together.

Mu Qingzhuo is in Fuzong. Even the elders should be polite when they see him. A little deacon dared to cross examine her.

Loosen Mu Lao's clenched hand, Zifeng came up with a gloomy face. He didn't understand that things had come to this point. Why didn't the woman recognize her mistake in front of her!

Would rather she bear the whole world, and the whole world can't bear her? What a Ning Jiaoyun!

"I warn you, I can let you go once or twice, but if you make trouble again, I will kill you without hesitation!" A huge murderous spirit surged out of Zifeng's body. For a whole day, he had been trying to avoid the woman in front of him, not because he was afraid, but because he was worried that he would be out of control and kill him with one punch.

A woman who was only in the later stage of Wuzong shouted and shouted in front of him! He took it for granted that his own family had not treated him like this, an outsider. You're looking for death!

Jing, when Zifeng finished this sentence, the needles in the whole hall could be heard.

"You! Temple Lord, do you see? That's how he threatened the Deacon. Is it something a disciple can do? If we don't punish them severely, there will be other disciples competing with each other in the future. At that time, what's the use of the punishment hall! " In the murderous spirit, Ning Jiaoyun staggered, took two steps back, and turned into a crazy roar.

"Presumptuous!" Seeing this, the people around him rushed up and pulled Ning Jiaoyun down

After Ning Jiaoyun finished these words, the pleasant color on his face swept away in an instant.

"Hall Lord, Jiao Yun must have been stimulated today to be incoherent and harmless. I hope the hall Lord" a woman nearby hurriedly explained.

But before she finished, Mu Qingzhuo waved and interrupted, "I'm no longer the Lord of the punishment hall. I'll inform you that I should come down tomorrow. Get ready to meet the new Lord. In addition, I would like to add, Jiao Yun, you are not suitable to stay in the punishment hall! "

After speaking, I didn't stay any longer. I walked slowly towards the sparse night. I was lost and lonely

When Zifeng was at a loss and didn't know where to go, a clear and muddy voice came from the front, "Zifeng, if there's no place to go, come to me tonight." The words are full of expectation.

Hearing the sound, Zifeng walked up quickly, mixed with wood Qingzhuo, and then disappeared into the hazy night.

What happened in this short time took a long time for the people in the hall to come back to God. Why does Mu Lao, who has always been grumpy and rigorous, seem to be an ordinary old man now? Who can tell them what happened?

Breaking away from the pull of the crowd, Ning Jiaoyun stood still and looked at Zifeng's gone figure, full of hate, "wuzifeng, I'm not finished with you!"