After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 95

"Then the one who was beaten up just now wasn't Song Qingyun of Xuanyuanzong?"

"Of course! Song Qingyun was born with a sword bone, and the foundation has already been established, and he is only one step away from forming a pill. How could it be possible for someone to beat him like this?"

"Then the one who hit someone is the real Song Qingyun!"

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A kind of monk was discussing rustlingly, but Song Qingyun was very angry, glaring at the old man in front of him angrily, arguing with reason,
"You still have the nerve to say that you are pretending to be the direct disciples of our Xuan Yuanzong, and you are still tyrannical, and I will beat him or anyone else!"

The old man was also very angry, panting heavily,
"What do you mean?"

Song Qingyun snorted coldly, hugged his chest,

"Your apprentice claims to be Xuanyuanzong's direct disciple Song Qingyun, pretending to be a young master, I am domineering and domineering, and my reputation is ruined. Why, I can't fight anymore!"

The old man sat down on the ground, crying so hard,

"Hey, what impersonation? Why did my little apprentice Qingyun pretend to be you?"

"Although our Xuanyuan Sect is a small sect, we can't be bullied by your big sect like this!"

"Yaoshou, don't let people live!"

When the old man said this, the other monks were stunned.

Sang Luo was also stunned, what do you mean?
Chu Yanshu frowned, suddenly feeling bad.

Song Qingyun felt that the CPU was not enough.

What is this old man talking about?

The girl in the red dress went to help the old man, with a sad look on her face, and said comfortingly,
"Master, don't be sad. After all, our Xuanyuanzong is only a small sect built on Yuanshui. It is not as good as Xuanyuanzong, the head of the seven sects. It is common for people to look down on us."

The white-bearded old man looked distressed,

"It's useless to be a teacher, let you be bullied like this, woo woo woo."

When the old man cried, the surrounding monks began to waver again.

"Isn't Song Qingyun a bit too much for such an old man to cry here?"

"That's right, it's a bit too much to still beat his apprentice like that, the old man should be so sad."

The crowd was chattering, and Song Qingyun stood there, a little at a loss.

The young man blushed with anger, and shouted at the crowd,

"It's... clearly they pretended to be me first!"

But the girl in red beside the old man interrupted,
"Maybe my junior brother is talking about Xuanyuanzong Song Qingyun?"

"It was you who misheard and beat my junior brother indiscriminately!"

The pronunciation of the two is indeed too similar.

Song Qingyun choked for a while, and began to doubt himself, was he really impulsive?
In the crowd, Sang Luo received the message from Lingyu, raised her eyes to look at the woman in red, and said coldly,

"Xuanyuanzong? Song Qingyun? It's really a big show."

She took two steps forward, stood in front of Song Qingyun, condescendingly looked down at the white-bearded old man sitting on the ground,

"It's not just because you're old."

Sang Luo's gaze coldly swept across the group of monks watching the play behind,
"This is the world of comprehension, not the mortal world. Cultivators are different from mortals. If they have white hair or long beards, they are vulnerable groups."

"Everyone said that about my junior brother just now, I'm afraid you have forgotten how arrogant and domineering Song Qingyun of the Xuanyuan Sect was just now."

"People in the world don't know Xuanyuanzong, they only know Xuanyuanzong, the head of my seven sects!"

"His name is really strange. If I remember correctly, he also said the words handed down by the Seven Sects just now."

"How come it's not bluffing and cheating under the banner of my Xuan Yuanzong?"

　The third update~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)