shock! The little junior sister who is the favorite of the group is actually the strongest person in

As everyone knows.

Xiao Xiang Master Venerable, if he messes with the rules, he will be punished for thinking about crossing the cliff for a hundred years.

And this drinker may be deposed and expelled from the division!

Although the little junior sister did not cultivate in the first place.

But the little junior sister will be expelled from the division!

One hundred and eight senior brothers wailed, this time exceptionally unified, no gossip, no curiosity, no speculation, only wailing.

Qing Jiujiu in the quilt still doesn't know anything, his face is innocent, milky little mouth, haw, haw.

The hearts of all the senior brothers who watched it melted.

Little Junior Sister is so 'young' age, if she is expelled from the division, how can she live!

Just as all the senior brothers were wailing, a strong qi came from top to bottom, and the people who were pressed together naturally scattered into an air.

His face was like black charcoal, his hands were behind his back, his thick eyebrows were raised, and if he carved a moon in the middle of his eyebrows, he would almost write the four big characters 'iron face and selfless' on his face.

Everything was silent all around in an instant.

The senior brothers sniffled.

It's a law enforcement elder, filling the sky!

The hearts of the senior brothers sank, 'After the calf, completely finished the calf, what should I do?' Either go together, in short, the little junior sister must not be expelled from the division. They

looked at each other.

The sky fell gently to the ground, and his eyes swept over the wine in the bed.

"Qing wine wine, Qing wine again! This waste, you Lingyunfeng actually still keep? "

When Qing Jiujiu was still three years old, he mistakenly broke into Zixia Peak, took advantage of the flooded sleep, and cut his beard that had grown for more than two hundred years.

Liangzi, that's how it was knotted.

Man Tian snorted softly and twisted his beard with his backhand.

"What happened again this time?"

Zixia Peak's senior disciple Ye Youqing stepped forward and lowered his voice to repeat what happened just now.

Filled Tian's eyes picked, "Boom." Master

Brother Liulixian quickly put down the Qing Jiu wine in his arms, stood up, and whispered.

"Great Elder, Nian is still young in the junior sister, it is my junior brother's discipline that is not strict, if the great elder wants to punish, punish the disciple."

Liuli Immortal folded his hands and knelt in front of the heavens with humiliation.

The other one hundred and six senior brothers followed suit and knelt down to intercede.

"Great Elder, the younger junior sister is still young, and the discipline of my senior brother is not strict, if the senior elder punishes, punish the disciples."

The sound of Qi brushing sounded, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Ye You, who permeated the sky, gritted his teeth angrily.

As a senior disciple of Zixia Peak, she had never seen these junior brothers treat her like this.

Why is this little waste that fell from the sky so favored?

Outrageous!

"Master, you are a law enforcement elder, if this is the case, that's it, what do the other Seventy Peak disciples think? What if others follow suit in the future?

Fangtian nodded and snorted softly.

"The punishment ... Just leave it alone. "

What?" Ye Youqing whispered.

One hundred and seven senior brothers were overjoyed, and Liuli Immortal was about to give thanks.

The words of the sky changed, "Just expel the division."

Liuli Xian's face turned as white as silk paper.

The other senior brothers also clenched their fists tightly.

Sure enough....

......

Meanwhile.

Inside the Sanqing Pavilion.

Mo Ye got up after a light sleep, took the moon-white robe and put it on his body, yawned lazily, and his face was sleepy.

He has sleep disorders, and it is rare to have sleep every three years, so disturbing his sleep is a first-degree mortal sin.

Today, fortunately, it is Qing Jiujiu, and if it is someone else, I am afraid that it has been slapped into meat puree by his palm.

Fortunately, he only woke up for a while and fell asleep again.

Mo Ye paced to the tea table, waved his hand to make himself a pot of tea, and a rush of footsteps came from outside.

"Master, Master."

Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, and his eyes narrowed.

The visitor was about to knock on the door, he waved his hand, the man knocked on the air, and fell directly to the ground.

The door of his Sanqing Pavilion was caused by the gloomy wood that had sunk for thousands of years at the bottom of the west sea, and it scratched a seal, and he compensated?

"Master!! Woohoo! It

was the little one hundred and eight on this Lingyun Peak who fell to the ground, and he got up from the ground and knelt in front of Mo Ye.

Mo Ye lowered his eyes, picked up the teapot, and skimmed the foam.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, the Great Elder wants to expel the little junior sister from the division, what can I do?

Master, you also know that the little junior sister will not do anything, if she is expelled from the division, she will not be able to live, I beg you..." Little

One Hundred and Eight looked at the appearance of no more than eight years old, and the food was round, and he was a little humble.

Master Zun never got close to them on weekdays, and they didn't know what attitude Master Zun had towards the little junior sister.

Anyway, since the little junior sister was discovered, the master did not say that he would drive the little junior sister away.

He had the courage to ask for his master, hoping to be useful.

Mo Ye's eyes sank.

Qing Jiujiu is his Lingyunfeng's mascot, if there is a mistake, he can manage himself, when will it be the turn of outsiders to discipline?

Xiao One Hundred and Eight looked at Mo Ye's indifferent face, and his heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

It's over, Master is definitely not going to care about this.

It's no wonder, after all, the little junior sister had the audacity to climb into Master Venerable's bed, and Master Venerable Great Mercy didn't directly shoot her to death, how could she still protect her?

Come to think of it.

Little One Hundred and Eight couldn't help but cry out again.

"Go, go and see."

Mo Ye put down the tea cup in his hand, his body hung lightly, and the moon-white robe was not sticky, slowly floating out.

Meanwhile.

The days in March are changeable morning and evening.

Fang Cai still had the sun shining, and at this time it had already begun to rustle and drift cold rain.

Qing Jiujiu, who was sleeping soundly, her face was cold and cold, which made her a little uneasy, she nuzzled her nose, her body rolled up, her little head burrowed into the quilt, and wrapped tightly, like a snow-white chubby silkworm baby.

In a daze, she felt a little pain in her head, her heart was beating extremely fast, and her chest was like a volcano erupting, invading her limbs.

She was an alcoholic in her previous life, thinking that this was a normal phenomenon of drunkenness, smacking her tongue, not thinking so, and continued to sleep without moving.

Suddenly.

Her sea of knowledge vaguely appeared as a seemingly empty sword, levitating.

The body of the sword is transparent, full of brilliance, the tip of the sword falls to the ground, and the hilt of the sword extends into the sky.

[Please host, move your mind, try to break the mountains and rivers with a sword! ]

"A sword breaks through mountains and rivers..."

muttered the sleepy Qing Jiujiu, and there was another tumble, the bedding was scattered, she lay on her stomach on all fours, and the two buns also spread out, and the fleshy little face snored one after another.

She didn't even break through as a warrior, she didn't even refine qi, and she broke through mountains and rivers with a sword, isn't this nonsense?

The sword breaks through the mountains and rivers, at least it has to be the peak of the Yuan Baby.

Even if the system in her body is powerful, can it make her break through five major levels in a row?

No matter, keep sleeping.

The rain gradually became heavier, and it was as cold as an ice cone.

Rao is that the other disciples have Xuan Qi Protective Body, and they also feel a little cold.

This wine did not react at all.

The senior brothers were not surprised.

Although Qing Jiujiu has no cultivation at all, he is alone in this physique, and he is drip.

The two groups of people have been facing each other for a quarter of an hour.

Zixia Feng's law enforcement disciples wanted to capture Qing Qing.

One hundred and seven senior brothers protected her well and did not give an inch.

The face of the sky became more and more ugly.

Ye Youqing and other law enforcement disciples were even more cold.

The other disciples of the Seventy Peaks who rushed to hear the news were full of schadenfreude.