The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Qing Leng: "Who committed the crime?"

The disciples at the bottom vaguely realized that what they brought was not the news that Jiuzhideng expected, so they wanted to bury their heads in their chests in fear: "...Go back to the mountain master, the leader is Xu Pingsheng."

Jiuzhideng: "Here again?" His tone was very light.

"Yes."

The nine-branched lamp continued to bury its head in the vast bamboo slips like mountains and seas, holding a pen to touch a trace of cinnabar, annotating on it, and casually said: "Kill it."

"Mountain Master..." The disciple who came to sue seemed to hesitate.

Jiuzhideng also reacted quickly, looking over his shoulder, he could clearly see the swaying scales and waves.

"Is he worthy of your use of the Fengling Mountain Guarding Array?" Jiuzhideng put down the bamboo slips again, "Who did he come with?"

The disciple hesitated and said, "...it's thirty-four."

After Jiuzhideng frowned slightly, without saying another word, he stretched out his hand and pressed the saber around his waist tightly.

The disciple's eyes blurred, and the figure of the nine-branched lamp had disappeared above the high position, and the edge of the bamboo slip was still warm.