Chapter 470: 1.470 I have no master

Chapter 470 1.470 I Have No Master
The ancestral hall has also been destroyed halfway, leaving only a small and half solitary remnant.
Qiaomu looked dumbly at the miniature of Zongmen's disciples.
At the last moment of the second division's sister Xue Xiao's battle with the enemy, her run-down body was picked away ...
Arbor could no longer shed tears.
She held her cheeks in one hand, and looked at the miniature of life lamp one by one.
Suddenly the whole man froze when he saw a suspicious old man rushing to Xuefeng to explode.
She knows the old man, and she has a relationship with the old man outside the gate of the south second courtyard of Qixia Valley.
Later, she also met the old man on the field.
Isn't he the elder guest of the ghost door? What is the sixth rumor in the market? Is this Hakka Qing elder, who is actually a member of the Sixth House?
She did not find Murong Xun's life lamp, which may be the cause of the collapse of the ancestral hall. Most of the disciples' life lamps were hit by stones.
Qiaomu lowered her head and found it in the crack of the stone for a long time.
"Master." I never dared to speak, and screamed weakly, "Don't dig anymore. It should have fallen down to Xuefeng with the avalanche."
"Murong Xun. You big liar!" Xiaomian said, expressionless.
Why do you still have a master, what master will be with you in the future, what master will never lie to you! It's all false!
"Well, do you know?" Small facial paralysis murmured to himself in a low voice. "I won't have a master ..."
"Hahaha, no master is afraid of anything. Without master, you have an elder brother and me! Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with my elder brother, I guarantee that you will eat delicious and spicy food in the future, and your life will never be bad." The harsh laughter suddenly broke into Arbor's eardrum.
She got up and took a step, kicked a piece of hard iron or something on her toes, bent over to pick it up, looked it over, and put it into the inner circle coldly.
Later, he looked up at a group outside the shrine.
She all knew that the son of Lord Solomon's door, Fei Qing, who had been sick all day and with a lot of coloring, was staring at the disciples of Shenshui Sect.
The elders of the ghost gate cannot communicate.
Hehuanmen's demon grandma and her party, one of them, is an old friend of arbor.
When fighting for Taoyuan at the beginning, Mo Lian helped draw a ray of her soul, Yao Ji from Hehuanmen.
At this time, her life soul was still in the inner boundary of the tree, so when the tree looked coldly at her, Yao Ji's eyes narrowed slightly.
"You color embryo! Three words don't change the old problem." Qi Meier of Hehuanmen covered her mouth and giggled, shook her body in all manners, and smiled at Qiaomu diligently, "Little sister, only you are alone Ah. Well, cry, look at it, the little pear with rain on the face, yeah, the tears haven't dried up. If the three peaks of Shenshuizong see you, they must be very distressed. "
Qiaomu stared at the woman coldly, and said coldly, "Why, ghost gate, Solomon's acacia gate, can't wait to come down?"
Sen Luomen's Fei Qing smiled pretentiously, "Where is it, the three of us also heard that something happened to Shenshuizong, and came here to see it and condolences. Xiaoshimei, don't be afraid, come Come, come here, my brother will protect you. "
(End of this chapter)