Chapter 338 Qinghe Village

With a light sleeve, he sat straight to the top and stared at the light rain and asked, "Do you know why Yu Lingyazhu has to arrange the array?" Do you know that you are doing this to trap me from injustice?"

The other elders also whispered in Qingyu's ear, "Yes, Qingyu, it's really wrong for you to do this, we..."

However, before several elders finished speaking, Qingyu raised his hand to interrupt them and said lightly, "Brothers, you don't have to say more. Qingyu knows what he is doing, and Qingyu also knows that he has done nothing wrong. If the head brother insists on giving Qingyu a charge, then Qingyu will admit it.

The elders were stunned, and Qingyang also paused. He raised his finger and said, "Light rain, you..." After a moment of silence, he continued to say, "Which of those people is not Yuran's best friend?" They can find Yu Ran, but they can't let them find it. Now the people in the devil are looking for Yuran's whereabouts. If you release them all so rashly, you will not only not help them, but also harm them, but also Yuran!"

When Qingyu heard Qingyang's words, he did not feel guilty, but just smiled and said, "Yuran? Do you still remember Yu Ran, the head brother? The light rain knows what you did at the beginning. Yuran is not thanks to you for being able to have today! As the elders of the division, you not only don't help him make things difficult for him, but how can you... bear it? How can Yu Ran be embarrassed? The tone is full of anger and coldness.

He suddenly scolded: "Hold up, what do you know? As elders, we naturally have to think about the younger generation. What do you mean?

Qingyu did not fear the light scolding, but looked up at the light eyes and said coldly, "Do you think about the younger generation? Is that what you think about the younger generation? Have you ever thought about Yuran? What was your mentality when you were planning to wipe out the Huangfu family? Do you think I don't know anything when I'm in retreat? There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Paper can't keep the fire. If you want people to know, you can't do it. Yuran is afraid that he still doesn't know that the person who killed his family is his most admired seniors. If he doesn't know how he feel? In the end, the light rain almost roared out.

"Enough!" He raised his hand and shouted loudly to interrupt the roar of the light rain, and closed his eyes slightly and sighed. At this moment, it seemed that he was a little older than before, and his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if there was helplessness in his eyes.

He slowly continued, "Maybe in your opinion, what I did was wrong. It's just that you have ever thought that Linger and others are still my disciples. Let them out like this is like putting them in the mouth of a tiger. The cotempt of the devil will make them shocked step by step in the world of cultivation..."

"And... the affairs of the Huangfu family are not as simple as you think. This is fate, and it can also be regarded as a temper for Yuran's mood!" He said all this lightly and righteously.

Xiaoyao Hall temporarily fell into silence. After a long time, the light rain turned around and walked out of the door and said coldly, "Refine? Even if it is tempered, there is no need to slaughter the whole family, right? Since you said it was fate, it was inconvenient for the light rain to say anything more. From then on, the light rain is no longer the elder of the Xiaoyao faction, and he no longer cares about the affairs of Xiaoyao.

Light eyes cooled down in an instant, turned around and shouted at the light rain that was about to walk to the door: "Hold, the Xiaoyao faction can't help you to be so casual. You are still the four elders of the free school, but the mistakes you have made today are unforgivable. Go and think about it yourself. When will you figure out when you will come down?

Qingyu Xiu's eyebrows shrugged unnaturally and wanted to leave like this, but when she thought of her identity and the disciples under her, she still endured it. He lowered his eyes and nodded and walked out. When he walked out of the door, he turned around and said, "Brother, stop when it's time to stop. After all, Yuran is still a disciple of you and me." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Hmm!" After the light rain left, he hummed coldly.

Hearing the soft hum, the rest of the elders trembled. One of the thin-looking elders hurriedly said, "Mir, Qingyu is this kind of childish temper. Don't be like her."

She shook her head gently, waved her sleeves and said, "Light rain was raised by me. How can I not know her character? Alas... The light rain is too kind, and it's really not very good in the world of cultivation... It's good for her to be quiet on the cliff of forgetfulness."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the elder who had just spoken and said, "Take it lightly, it is bound to be dangerous for those little guys to leave the free school. You take people to recover them. If you really can't get them back, just protect them secretly. After all, we have owed Yuran so much, and we can't let Qingyu say that we are sorry for heaven.

The thin old man, who was called careless, bowed down and said, "Brother, don't worry, I won't let those little guys have an accident. Brother will go." After saying that, he turned around and left.

He raised his hands behind his back and looked up at the roof above his head. A deep voice came: "Well, that's all we can do. Let's break up if there's nothing else."

The rest of the people bowed and retreated. Then they sighed and looked up at the cloudless sky outside the door and said, "Brother, that's all I can do. Your orders have been done."

Fifty miles north of the Xiaoyao School, in a quiet mountain village. The barbarian king Tamir came out of the ground, looked up at the sun in the sky and said with a smile, "It seems that I haven't taken the wrong direction. I'm really a genius!" Haha..."

"Hey, stupid big man, who are you? What are you going to do in our village?" At this time, a naive voice sounded behind the barbarian king.

The barbarian king was shocked by the cold sound, turned around and smiled awkwardly, touched the back of his head and asked, "Little doll, where is this place? How far is it from the free school?

The child looked at the barbarian with a confused face, tilted his head and thought about it or said, "What is the Xiaoyao School? This is Qinghe Village. My name is Xiaohu.

The barbarian king was very depressed by being robbed by the little tiger. It seemed that the little tiger did not know anything about the Xiaoyao faction, so he explained, "The Xiaoyao faction is..." Suddenly, he thought that the Qinghe Village mentioned by Xiaohu was the meeting place that everyone had agreed by Yu Lingya, so he laughed and said, "It's okay. Go and play. I Let's go first." After saying that, he turned around and walked far away.

The barbarian turned around and left, but the little tiger was still muttering something. A gentle voice came from behind: "What's wrong? Little tiger? What are you muttering here? Go home."

Xiaohu turned around and walked to a woman, pointed back to the back of the barbarian king and said, "Mom, that stupid big man is so strange. He asked me where the Xiaoyao faction was. Mother, what is the free school?

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then stroked the little tiger's head with a smile and said, "Silly child, the Xiaoyao faction is not a thing, the Xiaoyao faction is..."

"My sister-in-law is right. The Xiaoyao faction is really not a thing, haha..." The barbarian king, who had never gone far, heard the woman's words and turned back and said with a loud smile.

The woman's face turned pale in an instant. She stared at the barbarian king who turned around and came back and said in a trembling voice, "You are so rude. You should know that the Xiaoyao faction is full of immortals."

"Oh? Immortal? Haha, sister-in-law, do you think those guys are immortals? The fairy you mentioned..." With a flash of earthy yellow light on his body, and then his whole body disappeared.

After a while, the barbarian king came out from behind the woman and continued to say, "Is that the fairy you are talking about?"

Watching the barbarian king disappear in front of his eyes, he heard the barbarian king's voice behind him. The woman screamed, stretched out her hand to hold her son beside her, turned around and knelt down, and said in a panic, "I don't know if the immortals are coming. The people have no eyes. Please forgive me... forgive me."

The barbarian king wanted to reach out to pull them, but he didn't know where to start. He only stood aside and said, "I'm not a fairy. Just stand up and talk."

It's just that the shock brought by the barbarian king can't be calmed down by him in one sentence. The woman and the little tiger are still kneeling on the ground and talking about something. They don't listen to the barbarian king's words at all, as if they are praying for God's forgiveness.

The barbarian king looked helplessly, looked down at the two people who were in a state of disorder, sighed and shook his head and walked away. Now he is too lazy to explain anything to them. Since he has misunderstood, it is useless to explain.

After the barbarian king left for a long time, the woman slowly reacted and slowly raised her head, but it had long disappeared. Xiaohu looked forward to it, as if looking for the barbarian king.

The woman patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, I didn't offend the immortals. Xiaohu, let's go home quickly. Don't tell outsiders about today's event, okay?"

Xiaohu nodded obediently and said, "Well, I know, mother, is that stupid big man really a fairy? But Xiaohu heard that immortals would fly in the sky. Why didn't he fly?

As the woman pulled the little tiger into the village, she said, "What does your child know? Some immortals don't need to fly, just like the fairy we see today. Didn't you see him disappear from our eyes in an instant? Who can do it except the immortals?

The little tiger nodded enlightened and followed his mother back to the village.

Under the big tree not far away, the barbarian king held his arms and smiled and watched the little tiger mother and son return to the village, and then turned away. He said faintly, "It seems that they still can't understand the difference between practitioners and immortals. Can I also call them immortals?"

The barbarian turned around and looked for something.