He Canghu's eyes widened in shock, and his face was full of horror. He glanced at Saint Fan Qing again, and after seeing her beautiful and holy posture, he finally recovered.
"I, I, I, Lord Saint, spare my life!!"
He Canghu knocked his head banging, not daring to protect his body with infuriating energy, and directly knocked his scalp to pieces. With blood flowing, it is hard to imagine that he is the real Nine Tigers who many people in the rivers and lakes are awed !
In front of real practitioners, the strength of the late innate is not much different from that of babies!
Qingzhu screamed again, and said, "Master Saint is not the demon girl of the Six Demon Gates, but the Master Saint of the Hidden Sacred Valley, understand?"
He Canghu looked dumbfounded, and for a long time, he finally figured out.
The Six Demon Sects didn't tell him about the Hidden Sacred Valley, but since the scumbag asked him to send someone to protect it, it can be seen that the Six Demon Sects are also hostile people.
And these three uninvited guests are here to catch him!
Thinking of this, He Canghu wanted to cry without tears.
He really didn't know whether he should be glad that he hadn't heard the words calling the saint lady a lowly maid just now, or whether he should cry because he was found by the hostile sect of the Six Demon Sects, and the opponent is extremely powerful, he has no chance of winning at all!
"What do you want to say, do you understand?!" Qingzhu yelled again.
Poor Gui, the head of the second-rate sect of Jianghu, has reached the late innate strength and is admired by countless people of Jianghu. Now he can only shout and nod his head, "Understand, understand, grandma, you are the saint!"
Li Yun laughed out loud. He couldn't help thinking of Jin Liuli when he heard his grandma. When the lively little girl was holding a golden whip and shook her around, she also liked to call herself grandma, so arrogant.
"Why am I a Saintess? Are you blind? The Saintess around me is a Saintess!"
Qingzhu cleared his throat and asked: "Now I am a knife and you are a fish. Whatever I say, you can answer whatever. If there is any concealment, you will die with a thousand swords and you will die. Did you hear that?"
The corner of Li Yun's mouth twitched, what the **** is this? Where did she learn the mess!
"I ask you, did you take refuge in the six magic gates?"
He Canghu knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and cried out in tears: "Auntie, Lord Saint, I was wronged!"
"False." Fan Qingsheng's tone was flat.
"It's all to blame for that **** maid, she brought people to me and just poisoned me and controlled me..."
Speaking of this, He Canghu realized that the very nice voice just now was made by this holy and cold temperament saint?
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He Canghu still wanted to quibble, but Qingzhu flicked his fingers. An invisible gas bullet hit He Canghu's chest, knocking him on his back. Even if the infuriating energy could temporarily offset the attack, he also Did not dare to resist at all.
After all, there is still a mysterious saint standing aside, and there is a flower protector beside him, he can't beat it anyway.
"The saint lady's mana runs through the world, her eyes are like a torch, how can you and other mortals be able to deceive!" Qingzhu's momentum is not like a maid, but a female general in charge of a million army, heroic and full of pressure .
He Canghu's heart trembled, but now he can only have a ray of life if he is killed by the six magic gates.
Otherwise, the accusation of colluding with the enemy of the grandmother in front of him is definitely a dead end.