The confrontation between masters is meaningless, and it only increases casualties. Ximen Zang does not want to alarm the children of the family. He set up a barrier in the room in advance. The children know nothing about this thrilling confrontation and still practice as usual. When the night is late, it is a good time to practice. No hard-working cultivator will miss it.

In fact, they really couldn't help, and they were threatened by purple flames. When the soul returned to the orifice, it was already dawn. Xingyu was guarding her flesh and was stunned. Her two small hands held her cheeks, her big eyes were covered with a layer of water, her two tender red lips bit tightly, and she seemed to be able to seep blood. It was very obvious that she had discovered the master's secret.

A wise man will have a mistake, and the fat man has done everything and deceived everyone, but he cannot hide it from his disciples. Since he was deceived during the tribulation, Xingyu's trust in his master has greatly reduced. He has to think about everything repeatedly to avoid being deceived again.

Shortly after the fat man returned to the room, she drove Ximen Qing away. The reason was very simple, and it was just midnight. What was the elegance of the lonely man and widowed woman living together in the same room? Besides, even the master has the habit of practicing at night, so of course, the apprentice also has it.

After driving Ximen Qing away, she immediately came to her master's room. She originally wanted to question her, why did she push her to Ximen Qing, at least she had to ask for a reasonable explanation. Who knew that after saying hello for a long time, no one responded, so she had to enter by herself. The diorama that Wang Hao and others had painstakingly set up was exposed on the spot.
Chapter completed!