Chapter 2209: Protect her

Yiyi heard this, his face stagnated.
That kind of complexity only made her subconsciously call "Yue Zun Taishang".
Yuezun Wusheng sneered, "Wait, this sound is too great, the old man can't afford it."
"Mr. Yuezun." The expressions of the two titled elders changed and they wanted to say something.
"Bastard." Yuezun Wusheng's eyes were cold, "Old man speaking, when will it be your juniors to interrupt?"
"Too much calm down." The two titled elders hurriedly bowed and said nothing.
Outside the Holy Moon Hall, the only person still straightened his waist.
It is Xiao Yi.
And Yuezun Martial Saint's eyes became more and more cold, "Hall Master Xiao Yi? Oh, what, today I am going to Saint Moon Sect and want to make a big fuss?"
Xiao Yi sneered, "Why? Can't make trouble?"
"You..." The killing intent flashed in the eyes of Saint Yuezunwu.
However, this obliteration did not last long before it dissipated.
The young man in front of him was not afraid of his half-kill intent at all.
The identity of the young man in front of him was enough to look at him, the Yuezun Martial Saint.
"It seems to be unwelcome..." Xiao Yi said indifferently.
"Slow, who said it's not welcome?" A figure came from the sky at the same speed.
When the figure fell, it was the Elder Holy Moon.
"Great Elder?" Yuezun Wusheng glanced coldly.
"The elder too." The elder Shengyue saluted.
Yuezun Wusheng said with a cold face, "It seems that someone wanted to kill the old man just now, and a group of juniors dare to..."
Elder Shengyue interrupted, "Yuezun is too misunderstood. The younger generation dare not disobey too much."
"But the Lord Saint is the Young Master appointed by the Lord."
"Although the Taishang has high morals, but when it comes to handling affairs within the clan, apart from the suzerain, I have the most power."
"If you dare to leave the young master of this sect, the old man will never allow him, no matter who he is."
In the last sentence, the tone of the Elder Holy Moon suddenly became hard and cold.
"What are you talking about?" Yue Zunwu Sheng's face was angry, and the weather was suppressed.
The Elder Holy Moon held his hand and was not afraid.
In terms of strength, his holy month elder is not much worse than Yue Zunwu Sheng.
"Two titled elders." Elder Shengyue said solemnly, "Your Excellency Saintess has traveled abroad for one and a half years. If you are returning today, you should celebrate together."
"Order to go down, all retreat elders, title elders, all deacons, and clan martial artists, immediately leave the customs and welcome the saint to return to the clan."
"Yes." The two titled elders showed joy and hurriedly withdrew.
"Bastard." Yuezun Wusheng was furious, and the moonlight in the sky immediately ran away.
But the next second, the moonlight that ran away instantly disappeared.
Just because, above the moonlight, a figure floated down.
That is a woman, she is beautiful.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi glanced, and squinted.
Compared with the appearance of the woman a year and a half ago, Shengjun was about thirty years old, with a magnificent appearance; today, she has added a few lingering haggards, and...a touch of respect. "Yiyi glanced, his face paled almost instantly, and his words trembled.
"See Shengjun." The audience saluted all.
Similarly, Xiao Yi was the only one standing proudly.
"Yiyi." The woman looked at Yiyi's gaze, soft and complicated.
"Would you still call me Master?"
Woman, the tone is equally complicated.
Yiyi's pale face wanted to say something, but he glanced at Xiao Yi, stopped the words, and shook his head.
"Holy Monarch." On the side, Yue Zunwu Sheng looked displeased.
The woman waved her hand, "I know it all."
That majesty made Yuezun Martial Saint never say anything.
The woman is still the majestic sage, the invincible sage.
The woman's gaze shifted away from Yiyi and placed it on Xiao Yi.
"The Lord of the Eight Palaces? What is going on driving me Saint Yuezong today?" The woman's tone was extremely cold and majestic, and there was no other tone.
Xiao Yi's eyes were indifferent, "I only ask one last time, Yiyi comes back to stay for a while, do you want it or not?"
"If not, Yiyi and I will leave immediately."
"Huh." Yuezun Martial Saint was furious again, "Back then, if you want to leave, you can leave, but today you will return?"
"This girl, the Holy Moon Sect was sweeping the floor with dignity and humiliation for thousands of years, and I still have the face to come back today?"
"Hmph, don't let the old man guess correctly, I'm afraid it's you kid who is ready to go abroad to experience, and you don't worry about this girl, so you want to send it back to the Holy Moon Sect for a temporary stay?"
"What a joke, what do you think of as Saint Moon Sect? A traitor dare to come back?"
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "You treat me as I want?"
"I really want to go out to practice, but Yiyi stays in the Eight Halls, no worse than your Holy Moon Sect."
"Farewell."
Xiao Yi arched his hands, and left a word indifferently, before turning around and leaving.
"Slow." The elder Holy Moon hurriedly scolded.
"Who said that my Holy Moon Sect was not willing?" Shengjun also sneered coldly.
"Yiyi is the saint of my Holy Moon Sect, my successor, and the one who inherits the Holy Moon Sect in the future."
"Anyone who opposes Yiyi Huizong shall be regarded as a traitor to the sect, and it will not matter if he is killed."
Shengjun's icy eyes were filled with extreme killing intent, and his eyes clearly fell on Yuezunwu Sheng.
That word by word is definitely not a false statement.
When Xiao Yi heard the words, he stopped and nodded, "Okay, then it seems to be willing."
"But I said the ugly words in front, still the same sentence, if my maid is half wronged in your Holy Moon Sect, I will slaughter you."
"Heh." Xiao Yi's face was cold, "A year and a half ago, I had the ability to kill you the title elder of the Holy Moon Sect, and I can disturb you."
"Today, I can force the momentum of your so-called Yuezun Martial Saint."
"Next time I return, I will be stronger, and I can kill your Holy Moon Sect by blowing my breath. Do you believe it or not?"
Shengjun's eyes narrowed.
Of course she knew what the purpose of the young man in front of him was to let go of such cruel and threatening words.
But she has no doubt about the authenticity of these words from the young man in front of her.
This evildoer does grow terribly fast.
"My Lord promises you." Shengjun said sternly, "Yiyi will never lose half of his hair in my Holy Moon Sect."
"If you miss anything, I will take my life with you."
"Thanks." Xiao Yi nodded, arching his hands, "Farewell."
Whoosh...
Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and then Yukong flew away.
On the spot, Yiyi was surprised, "The son."
Whoosh... the figure flashed, and he went straight after Xiao Yi.
The two walked away.
On the spot, Yuezun Wusheng's momentum burst out.
"Really asshole, when did my Holy Moon Sect fall into such a constrained place?"
"When the old sage was there, my Holy Moon Sect was so awe-inspiring."
"Today, want Ruuo to ask a little girl to return to the sect?"
"What do you know?" The woman yelled coldly, so majestic that instantly let Sage Yuezun Wu suppress her momentum.
"She is a disciple of the old body, the hope of the old body, and also the hope of the Holy Moon Sect. Are you going to drive her away?"
"Are you going to drive away the hope of Holy Moon Sect?"
"It is the teacher's responsibility to protect her with the old body; it is the duty of the sect to protect her."
"The same words, don't let this monarch say it a second time."
The cold and majestic words fell, and the woman turned and left.
"Yes." Around, respectfully replied.
Weiyue Zunwusheng's face is ugly and he doesn't speak.
On the side, the elder Shengyue said solemnly, "Too great, the holy king is majestic and cannot be violated."
Yuezun Wusheng nodded hard, only gritted his teeth and spit out, "Yes."
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