"Fuck, what about you?" Seeing that Ye Chen had not moved, Kong Cao roared fiercely, "I'm looking for death."

Ye Chen sneered, immediately waved his palm and swung it over.

Bang!

With the loud applause, Kong Cao flew out, and the flight was not too far. He flew directly from the inner door to the outer door, drawing a graceful arc in the void.

Seeing this, not only Zuo Qiuming and Jiang Yang, but also the disciples around him suddenly changed their colors.

What kind of strength is this? In the spiritual void realm, I was swung out with such a slap?

He swung Kong Cao away, and Ye Chen forced Zuo Qiuming and the others step by step. Since they were all evil people, there was no need to keep his hands on it. Just like Kong Cao just now, even if he didn't die, he would basically have no chance to practice immortality.

Moreover, he is now the master of the Ninth Division Hall, a prince who holds a large army in his hand. Even if Zuo Qiuming and others have a good relationship with Yin Zhiping, they are just a disciple.

In this way, in comparison, Yin Zhiping would favor Zuo Qiuming and others? Unless his brain was kicked by a donkey.

"You... don't come over." Zishan and Zuo Qiuming and others looked pale and retreated in horror.

"Do not angry, the Lord of the Palace." Soon, an elder came over, and he was an acquaintance. He was the first Qingyang Zhenren, the outer sect's master Yang Feng. Perhaps because of his relationship with Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, he was transferred to the inner sect to be an elder.

"District...District Master?" Hearing these two words, Zishan and Zuo Qiuming's faces suddenly changed, and they all knelt down. They were not stupid. How could the Lord of the Palace exist? How could they provoke?

"Do not be angry." Master Qingyang hurriedly bowed with a flattering smile on his face, "Give them aside!"

"Qingyang, are you going to interfere?" Ye Chen really stopped, but he didn't even look at Qingyang's real person.

"Please ask the palace master to sell me a thin face and let them go!"

"Your face is worthless." Ye Chen glanced at Qingyang Zhenren teasingly, and his contemptuous words were unscrupulous.

However, he did not settle the score with Zishan and Zuo Qiuming and others, because people like them would be punished in front of the entire Hengyue in the future with Hengyue’s rules.

Ye Chen walked away, but the old face of Qingyang Zhenren behind him was extremely gloomy, but under the pressure of the Lord Ye Chen, he did not dare to attack.

"Get back to me." The roar in my heart, Qingyang Zhenren posted it to Zuo Qiuming and Jiang Yang. If others were okay, they would be the lord of the palace. If Ye Chen really wanted to kill him, Yin Zhiping, the chief sect, would not say anything.

"The disciple knows his mistake, but the disciple knows his mistake." Zuo Qiuming and the others got up one after another, their bodies were extremely cold, as if they had walked in the gate of hell, and they couldn't even walk steadily.

On this side, Ye Chen has already stood outside Wanbao Pavilion.

Subconsciously, he looked inside. The figure of Pang Dachuan in his memory was gone. The current boss of Wanbao Pavilion is a skinny elder.

When Ye Chen thought of Pang Dachuan, he felt a sense of grief. He could think of the scene in his mind about the fat old man who was nailed to the end of the world by a spear. How miserable it was!

"Elder, you won't die in vain." Ye Chen said silently in his heart and turned around and walked away.

Next, he went to the outer door and took a look at Wanbao Pavilion, Lingyou Pavilion, Book Pavilion, Task Pavilion, Qiankun Pavilion, Lingcao Garden... He used to visit the places he often went there. Things were the original things, but people were no longer the original people.

Walking on the land of Hengyue, Ye Chen couldn't find the slightest feeling of home, and he felt cold.

Finally, he went up to Jade Girl Peak.

Although the Jade Girl Peak is as deep as before, it is deep and silent. Many places are covered with weeds, and the small bamboo forest is as good as before. Standing there, he seems to be able to hear the sound of Xiyan and Huwa Xiu Lian shouting.

Why!

Finally, Ye Chen sighed and turned around and left.

As soon as he returned to the small villa in the attic, the three female disciples couldn't help but curl up together, looking at Ye Chen with horror, as if he had endless tears, which made people feel caring.

"I would like to go to the Ninth Division Hall with me." Ye Chen sat down, took out the wine pot, and smiled very gently.

The three female disciples look at me, look at you, obviously I never thought Ye Chen would say that.

Here, Ye Chen has changed his appearance.

"You...Ye...Ye Chen..." The three women seemed to know Ye Chen. When they saw Ye Chen's true appearance, they looked incredible.

"Three senior sisters, I'm willing to go with me." Ye Chen smiled again.

"You...are you dead?" The three of them were still stunned.

"Nothing is important. I will take you away tomorrow." Ye Chen smiled, "The head master, Master Feng, Master Daoxuan, Master Murong Miaoxin,... They are all still here. This is not your home, but that is your home."

Although I don’t know why Ye Chen is still alive, and although I don’t know why Ye Chen dresses up as the palace master, and even more so why Ye Chen appears here, the three of them still nodded with tears in their eyes.

Compared to leaving Ye Chen, they would never want to stay in this hell on earth.

"Okay, go and have a rest!" Ye Chen waved his hand with a smile, then turned around and walked into the attic.

Looking at Ye Chen's back, the three female disciples' vision became a little blurred. For some reason, when they saw that face, their trembling bodies suddenly had a warm current.

The next day, it was still the Hengyue Sect Hall.

By the time Ye Chen walked in, the other eight hall masters had arrived, and each of them looked obscene, as if they were talking about what happened last night.

Ye Chen didn't need to think about it, and it was not only many female disciples of Hengyue who were ravaged to death last night. His murderous intent was still suppressed, but he was roaring in his heart. None of the eight people here could escape.

Soon, Yin Zhiping also came, still playing tricks and walked into the position where the head teacher should sit.

"Dear Palace Masters, did you rest last night?" Yin Zhiping lay lazily on the seat, looking at Ye Chen and the others with interest.

"Thank you, the master, it's very good." Tu Shen laughed very obscenely, and his white teeth were still shining with a faint light.

The others are basically the same. Although Ye Chen is extremely reluctant, he still shows his ugly face like them. He still says that, just do a show! He still has to do a full set.

Here comes!

Yin Zhiping glanced outside, with a teasing smile on his lips.

Hearing this, everyone looked over.

Outside the void of the hall, more than a dozen figures came by driving the flying rainbow, which was extremely fast and had a powerful aura. Needless to say, the nine hall masters of Zhengyang Sect and the people in charge of the negotiations.

However, when Ye Chen looked over, his eyes could not help but narrowed his eyes and his eyes fell on the woman in white led by more than a dozen people. Perhaps it was too stunning, so it looked unique.

"Ji...Ji Ningshuang." Ye Chen was stunned.
Chapter completed!