At this moment, Zhen Zhibing felt a suffocating pressure. This pressure came from the young man in front of him!
Mu Qingxiao lifted Zhen Zhibing into the air like a little chick. His tone was flat as he said, "Who allowed you to look at my woman like that?"
"Don't you know that this kind of gaze makes my woman very uncomfortable, and makes me even more uncomfortable?"
Mu Qingxiao's tone was flat, but it was filled with a terrifying murderous intent. Everyone around felt a bone-chilling coldness spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
The pressure on his neck grew stronger and stronger. Zhen Zhibing's face grew uglier and uglier. At first, it was incomparably red, but now it was somewhat ashen.
He used both hands to grab the iron grip on his neck. He wanted to pry it open, but no matter how hard he tried, his hands wouldn't budge!
"Ugh …"
At this moment, Zhen Zhibing's heart was filled with despair. His four limbs were powerless in the air. His eyes had already turned white, and two unclear pleas came out of his mouth.
Mu Qingxiao glanced at Qiu Chuji on the treetop, and used a bit of strength in his wrist …
Suddenly, in the silent Chongyang Palace hall, there was a crisp shattering sound. In an instant, Zhen Zhibing's head and limbs drooped down powerlessly.
All of the Quanzhen disciples looked at Mu Qingxiao in horror. The sound of gulping could be heard, and some disciples even slowly retreated.
Looking at Zhen Zhibing, Hao Datong, who was lying on the ground, clenched his fists. The veins on his forehead throbbed. He closed his eyes in grief and indignation. The mainstay of the third generation was gone just like that. This was simply draining Quanzhen's blood!
Standing on the treetop, Qiu Chuji's eyelids twitched. He sucked in a breath of cold air. He didn't think that Zhen Zhibing would actually kill a Quanzhen disciple in front of Chongyang Palace.
His heart was filled with bitterness and helplessness. Not to mention killing Zhen Zhibing, even if Zhen Zhibing slaughtered all of Quanzhen's disciples, he wouldn't be able to stop it!
Mu Qingxiao's expression was calm. He threw Zhen Zhibing's body at Li Mochou's feet. Although the latter was shocked, he did not hesitate to search Zhen Zhibing's body. Soon, he found Quanzhen's qi cultivation method.
Li Mochou, who had obtained Quanzhen's internal strength, was very excited. He glanced at the half-dead Hao Datong on the ground and ran to Grandma Sun. He carried her on his back and left with Yang Guo.
After Li Mochou and the others left, Qiu Jichu's figure floated down and landed directly in front of Mu Qingxiao. He glanced at the dozens of Quanzhen disciples on the ground, including Zhen Zhibing's corpse. His facial muscles twitched a few times before he turned around and cupped his hands in salute.
"Senior, things have come to this. My Quanzhen's loss is irreparable. Since the generation of the founder, the Ancient Tomb Sect and Quanzhen have had a grudge for many years. Until now, it has not reached the point of life and death. Why don't we just let it go? What do you think?"
Qiu Jichu was really helpless. If it were anyone else, he would have killed them already. It was the first time he was so polite. But this mysterious youth in front of him, he really didn't have the strength to provoke him. Quanzhen didn't have the strength either!
Moreover, he had never heard of Quanzhen having such a strong person, but he didn't dare to ask.
In the end, Quanzhen's loss was irreparable. It was better to keep the peace and minimize the loss. Making such a strong enemy was not a wise move.
Mu Qingxiao didn't put on any airs in front of Qiu Jichu. He smiled and said, "Since Taoist Qiu has said so, I am not an unreasonable person. Everything will be arranged by Taoist Qiu. Goodbye."
After that, Mu Qingxiao held Xiao Longnu's hand and turned to leave.
Qiu Jichu looked at Mu Qingxiao's back and watched them leave. His heart was filled with complex emotions. In the end, it turned into a long sigh. What happened today was a disgrace to the sect!
At this time, Hao Datong struggled to get up. His face was pale and he said, "Senior Brother, Zhao Zhijing's disciples still have the bee venom in them. What should we do?"
"Zhao Zhijing's cultivation is not enough, but his mind is vicious. What he did was the opposite of Quanzhen's teachings. This time, he caused such a big mess. He will bear the consequences."
Qiu Jichu's expression was ugly. He snorted and said, "We will see if there is a suitable candidate for the position of First Disciple. As for the bee venom, let them go to the Ancient Tomb Sect and ask for punishment. I can't afford to lose face like this!"
Qiu Jichu was also looking at the big picture. After this incident, Zhao Zhijing was no longer destined for the position of First Disciple. He was also no longer destined to be the next leader of Quanzhen.
But he would not punish Zhao Zhijing immediately. After all, the only disciples that the sect could produce were him and Zhen Zhibing.
Zhen Zhibing's death was a pity. But among the third generation disciples, there were many talented ones. Quanzhen had a lot of resources. As long as they were carefully nurtured, there would be no lack of talented disciples. When the time came, it would not be difficult to choose the next leader.
As for Zhao Zhijing, he would take it one step at a time.
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Ancient Tomb Sect. Mu Qingxiao held Xiao Longnu's slender waist as they walked in the deep valley behind the mountain. Many questions were in his mind.
His actions today had undoubtedly pulled that despicable Zhao Zhijing down from the position of First Disciple. Although Qiu Jichu was hot-tempered, he was a chivalrous person. He would not tolerate such a person.
Even if he did not kick Zhao Zhijing out of Quanzhen, he would not give him any power. Zhao Zhijing had no power. When the time came, he would not be afraid of him.
"Long Er, are you not used to it?"
"Mm, but I really don't like the look of that stinking Taoist."
Xiao Longnu snuggled in Mu Qingxiao's arms, allowing him to hold her as they walked in the valley.
She was indeed a little scared when Mu Qingxiao killed those people, but when she thought about it carefully, she realized that he did it for her. Naturally, she was not scared anymore.
"Long Er, let's go soak in the hot spring. We can heal ourselves while soaking in the hot spring …"
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a smirk. Although they could not do anything romantic, they could still be intimate. Xiao Longnu still had some areas to develop.
And so, under Mu Qingxiao's coaxing, Xiao Longnu's cheeks turned red. The two of them went straight to the hot spring on the left side of the valley.
Early in the morning, Zhao Zhijing arrived at the entrance of the Ancient Tomb Sect with a gloomy expression. Behind him were dozens of disciples. His purpose was obviously to ask for the bee jelly.
Mu Qingxiao and Xiao Longnu were in the back of the mountain under the moonlight, unable to be dragged out. Li Mochou took Yang Guo to the room, sneaking around. No one knew what they were doing, but from time to time Yang Guo's screams could be heard.
In the end, the pale faced Grandma Sun could only walk to the entrance of the cave with her walking stick.
She originally thought that Zhao Zhijing was here for revenge and was about to curse. But in the next second, Zhao Zhijing and his disciples' respectful attitude confused her.
Grandma Sun could not believe that these Taoists would be so polite. Last night, she fainted and did not know what happened.
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