Chapter 9 Uninvited Guest

Huo Yunzong's main gate is facing the hall. In front of the hall is a square that can accommodate thousands of people. People from the eight major gates came to this square one after another.

Yun Yixian followed Yue Xingyuan into the main gate and stepped on the square. A strange Taoist priest in a blue and white robe and a black-haired Taoist priest came over and said respectfully, "The Lord of Huangfu came so fast. We haven't seen each other for some days.

The Lord Yuexingyuan also saluted and said, "No, our Yuexingyuan sect is not big, but there are many things. You are not as happy as Master Mo.

The strange Taoist priest laughed and said, "If you want to be happy, no one is as happy as chasing the bastards of Fengjian. Even the name of their villa is Xiaoyao Villa!"

"Cough! Mo Jiusheng! Is it what your group of patriarchs should do to speak ill of others behind their backs? A handsome and elegant man came over, holding a jade flute in his hand and carrying two long swords.

"Windlord? I said this in front of you, and it's not a bad word. Huangfu, are you right?" The strange Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed.

After hearing this, the handsome man smiled and said, "What did you say? I was born between heaven and earth, walking in the rivers and lakes, and had a clear conscience, but it was not in my life." After saying that, the meteor strode away, leaving the Yuexingyuan Lord and Huo Yunzong with condescenning faces.

Yun Yi listened to the handsome man's words and thought about it. Mo Jiusheng suddenly laughed and said, "The seat of the disciples of Yue Xingyuan is on the easternmost side. This wind is still so reasonable! Hahaha. I'll entertain some other old guys. Sister Yao, please feel free. Random, casual!"

The Lord Yue Xingyuan said angrily, "Who is your distant sister?" However, she just said casually and took her disciples to the easternmost side of the square.

Mo Jiusheng shouted as she ran: "For good, she runs fast. The snakeskin beard behind her and the big black fat man are not easy to mess with. Hey! Affection is better than ruthlessness!"

"Master Mo, what are you muttering about?" A rather charming voice sounded, with a bit of a crisp feeling.

Mo Jiusheng's reaction when he heard this sound was actually the first time he stood straight and said tremblingly, "It's nothing, but Master Hong was not late today, which made Xiao Mo a little scared."

"Is it that terrible?" The owner of the voice is in his thirties, with beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament, with a pair of purple butterfly wings behind him. The wings are also fantastic and true. If you don't look carefully, it is extremely difficult to find them.

Mo Jiusheng held his fist and arched his hand and said, "Master Hong is naturally as beautiful as a flower and unparalleled in the world. Xiaomo said the wrong thing and said the wrong thing.

"All right!" Master Hong smiled and said, "I haven't had so much free time to poison you. You don't have to be so afraid!"

Mo Jiusheng breathed a breath and said to himself, "I will one day come to the realm of the soul saint, and I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of this female demon.

Yun Yixian sat on the east side of the square and watched a group of people shuttle in the middle of the square and greeted each other politely, but they could not hear the content of their conversation. While feeling bored, he suddenly heard a burst of scolding!

"Wan Zonglin! What do you mean? Does it mean that the thief who stole the things of the Western Emperor's Pavilion will be on this soul fighting conference? What's more, the West Palace has lost something. What's the matter with closing your heavenly gate?!"

West Imperial Pavilion? Tianmen? Yun Yixian immediately gritted his teeth when he heard these two words and couldn't wait to see what kind of face the people in these two sects were.

"What does the Western Palace stand for? Do you really don't understand or pretend not to understand? My Tianmen is the gateway to the royal family, and naturally I can't tolerate losing things on behalf of the royal sect!" A quite magnetic voice sounded, with a faint disdain in his tone.

Yun Yi leisurely followed the sound. He was a sharp man with purple hair. His face can't be seen clearly from too far away. As soon as the man's words fell, the owners of several major sects surrounded him.

Yun Yixian followed the Lord Yue Xingyuan and wanted to see what this man named "Wan Zonglin" wanted to do. Is the thing lost in the Western Emperor's Pavilion the "Secrets of the Western Emperor" left by his godfather?

"Master of Ten Thousand Doors!" Seeing this, Mo Jiusheng came out and said, "This soul fighting conference is coming, and we don't want to have more branches. If something important is really lost, when the soul fighting conference is over, the eight sects will look for it together and you will definitely find it.

Wanzong shook his black robe and said slowly, "It's not necessary to find it. I just hope it's convenient for me to catch the thief who stole something. It doesn't matter what kind of soul fighting conference you want to hold, or the Zhutian Conference. Wanzong will never intervene."

"This..." Mo Jiusheng said in his heart that so many people here are all disciples of the eight sects. It's not good to offend anyone, and he is the owner here. If he gives Wanzong a trip, he will be criticized in the future. If this is not convenient, I'm afraid we will set up such a big enemy as Tianmen!

"Oh!" Wan Zonglin suddenly remembered something and slowly raised his finger and said, "Master Mo, don't have to worry. Although I have never seen this little thief, according to your majesty's memory, this little thief should be 11 or 12 years old!"

Hearing what he said, Yun Yixian sweated coldly. Is it really the "Secrets of the Western Emperor" left by his godfather? If he really wants to find himself, then maybe he will be shattered before the revenge.

Master Hong moved his lotus steps gently, his charming eyes floated like silk, and said loudly, "Master Wanmen, I didn't expect you to be quite beautiful, but you are very ugly!"

Wan Zong glanced at her, pressed the top of his forehead with his left hand, and said helplessly, "It's naturally not as beautiful as Master Hong, and the means are naturally not as good as Master Hong."

Master Hong laughed and said, "I don't want to argue with you. But you, a big man, bully this 11- or 12-year-old baby, can't be reasonable!"

Wan Zonglin shook his head gently and said, "I can do whatever I want. What others say is someone else's business. They don't care about me, and I don't care about them. Lord Fengzhuang, are you right?

"Yes..." Feng Xiaoyao gently knocked on the palm of his hand with a jade flute. Hearing his question, he blurted out, but immediately changed his words and said, "But the masters of the big bully the small and the strong and weak must also disdain to do it!"

Wan Zong slapped his forehead and said, "It's nerve-wracking. It seems that no one is on my side!" But what am I going to do? I'm afraid no one can stop me.

The owner of Yuexingyuan saw that Yun Yixian was 11 or 12 years old, and he was sweating coldly. I can't help but wonder. Did this boy steal the things of the Western Emperor's Pavilion and run to our Yue Xingyuan to take refuge?

"Well, that's right!" Wan Zonglin's figure suddenly disappeared in place. In an instant, he appeared in front of Yun Yixian and patted his forehead and said, "That little thief is about the same age as this child."

"Former...senior." Yun Yixian was shocked. He didn't know how this guy's kung fu was, but it seemed that everyone here was quite afraid of him and thought he was a powerful figure.

"Don't be afraid!" Wanzong shook his index finger and looked around and said, "It seems that you are the only child here."

Yun Yixian also watched it and did not have a child of his age. Then he asked, "Did the senior lose his child, so he was anxious to find it. Unexpectedly, he even had to break through such an important event as the Soul Fighting Conference. It can be seen that the seniors are eager to love their children, and the younger generation admires them!"

Wan Zonglin was slightly surprised when he heard what he said. He said, this boy is not old, but his mind is not shallow. However, in terms of schemes, the world is so big that besides your majesty, who is the opponent of the Tianmen Gate?!

"Hey! Don't tell me the truth, little brother. I'm old, but it's a pity that no girl likes me. Normally, my strength and status are sloppy, and my appearance is reasonable. But why don't you think a girl like me?"

"I think Elder Wan cares too much about other things and ignores the people around him who like you."

"Oh? How can you see it?" Wan Zong's heart sank. He did sometimes ignore the person who liked him.

"The seniors do things vigorously and will never stop until they reach their goals. He is too obsessed with everything, so he has to carry a lot of shackles. And these shackles make your persistence more unrelenting. Even if there is such a person who cherishes you and cares about you, you will be unexpectedly missed.

"This..." Wan Zonglin put his left hand on his forehead and thought for a moment, "Yes, I have always been a persistent person."

Yun Yixian saw that he was relieved and said in his heart that it was so dangerous. If it hadn't been for the nonsense and let Wan Zonglin fall into meditation, I'm afraid his life would have been explained.

"However, it is also because of this persistence that I have to be responsible for my commitment! So, although you are a smart child, I still want to bring you to justice!" Wan Zonglin didn't seem to have the intention to let go of Yun Yixian.

"If you want to arrest my disciples, you have to ask me if I agree!" Master Yue Xingyuan suddenly rushed over at this moment and protected Yun Yixian behind him, and the bearded old man and the black-eyed fat man with copper bells also came over.

"Oh? Three soul emperors?" Wan Zonglin just glanced at the soul tripod on their shoulders and put his hands on his chest and said, "Interesting!"

"A few people!" At this time, Mo Jiusheng ran over and saw that they were about to take action. He quickly said, "Sirable magical skills, I, Huo Yunzong, can't stand several moves. Why don't you have a good discussion and don't do it!"

"It's nothing to you!" Yue Xingyuan and Wan Zonglin turned their faces at the same time and shouted.

Wan Zong smiled and said, "Huangfuyao. You have always been indisputable with the world. You like to practice medicine to save people, and you can even come back to life. However, the disciples received are of no standard. One as a whole dances with knives and guns, one can paint, and the other is a thief at a young age. Don't you feel ashamed as a master?"

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my master!" Yun Yi shouted angrily. Yue Xingyuan has little relationship with him, but he treats him well. Yun Yixian has already regarded his master as his family and Yue Xingyuan as his home. If someone says that Master and Yue Xingyuan are not, then they are sorry for him, no matter who that person is!

"Oh!" Wan Zonglin was shocked by his sudden momentum, and then smiled and said, "Well, if I don't say bad things about your master, you can go back with me, okay?"