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Chapter 1,772 Crush(2/2)

At this moment, a female disciple suddenly shouted softly and everyone looked at the intersection.

But I saw a group of strange figures walking out from behind the big tree beside the road.

"oh?"

The female disciple glanced at the person coming and snorted coldly: "Who am I? It's you? Didn't you tell you? Just stay in the house arranged for you, don't run around. If you disturb the senior brothers and sisters in the sect's cultivation, can you afford it?"

Those people looked a little ugly and speechless.

These are the disciples of the Longyuan Sect. With the help of Yinxueyue, they successfully entered Feihuang Pavilion and were protected by Feihuang Pavilion. Originally, everyone wanted to calm down and practice happily, waiting for news from Tianxia Peak and the Mo family. Unexpectedly, the sound of nature sounds emitted by the disciples of Feihuang Pavilion when they were practicing came everywhere. They could not control them at all and were always attracted by these wonderful sounds.

"Sorry... the sound of the flute just now was so nice. We... we really can't help it..." The disciple of Yilongyuan Sect whispered.

"You lowly people also understand the song?"

Lian Canghuang smiled contemptuously.

"A lowly person?" The disciples of Longyuan Sect changed their qualities.

"Isn't it?" Lian Canghuang raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, the disciple of Feihuang Pavilion next to him spoke: "Your Longyuan Sect has been destroyed by the Tianxia Peak, and the elders of the sect are no longer there. The Longyuan Sect has been destroyed in name only. What are you not a lowly person? If Junior Sister Yin and Lord Jiuxin were not kindly taken in you, how could you enter my holy land?"

"You would have died long ago without our Feihuang Pavilion!"

"We say you are lowly people, you are!"

The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion shouted, all of them were arrogant.

Everyone's faces turned pale and their eyes were red.

"What? Do you want to do it?"

Lian Canghuang's eyes sterned, and the flute in her hand held a flower, and a mysterious aura spread out from the flute.

"Just because you want to fight with Senior Brother Lian? Do you know what kind of Senior Brother Lian is? Not long ago, he was a genius who received the order of the first sect of the Wanxiang Sect! You can't beat Senior Brother Lian's finger together!" A disciple snorted.

"You guys are so bullying!"

The disciples of Yilongyuan could no longer bear it, so they were about to run away and rush over.

But the next second, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

"Junior Brother Chen, don't be impulsive!"

A hoarse voice rang.
Chapter completed!
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