(770 Mu Luo beats Song Shao with an iron fist, Mei'er flies away to find the evil ancestor)

"In that case, it was a misunderstanding. At this time, Yelan spoke, "This matter has nothing to do with the Jade Palace, it is all the decision of Miss Song Family." Then Young Master Song will bring people back and apologize to everyone in the Jade Palace, and this matter will end like this. ”

"No!"

Originally, Lian Ling, who they thought would be very good at talking, was extremely tough at this time, and looked cold and invulnerable: "Song Lan is not going back to the Song family by herself, but she has been controlled by some kind of divine consciousness spell of this young master of Song." ”

Yelan was also taken aback. This is on the territory of the Jade Palace, under the nose of a Jindan Double-Flower Goddess, is Song Ruqing crazy and dares to do something here?

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was wrong. This Song Ruqing in front of him is obviously a mortal. Even if there were any hidden means, he would not be able to distinguish between a mortal and a monk?

"Hahahaha," Ye Lan hadn't spoken yet, but Song Ruqing had already stood up, "Elder Lian is a Jindan goddess, can't you see that I'm just a mortal?

He stepped forward and grabbed Song Lan's wrist, and Song Lan cooperated and hid behind him like a frightened kitten. He seized the opportunity and said loudly:

"Sister, don't be afraid! I'm going to take you away now, I'll see who dares to stop you! Lord Fu Yin, as the parent official of the people of Jinyu City, do you want to sit back and watch these monks oppress my mortals?"

After saying that, he made a gesture and was about to walk out the door.

Zhou Tao and the others all had a quiet but playful expression. They didn't care about Song Lan's matter, but they had all eaten in the Jade Palace, and they also looked down on Song Ruqing, so they were happy to look at the embarrassment of these two parties.

Lian Ling's expression did not change at all. Since Song Ruqing is a mortal, no matter what tricks he plays, as long as the door is not open, he will definitely not be able to get out. Not only Song Ruqing can't get out, but even the guests here join forces, and it's not so easy to get out.

It's just that she has to think of a way to free Song Lan from control, and this situation will naturally be solved.

At the same time as Song Ruqing started his performance, Gou Zhu beckoned Lin Mei'er over, and with a flash of light in his hand, he stuffed a magic weapon to her.

Lin Mei'er looked up at Lian Ling, who was sitting above. Lian Ling also nodded slightly. She got up and went straight into the back hall and disappeared.

The current Song Ruqing is of course a mortal. It's just that he has a causal line on his body that is connected to the ancestor of the Song family under the mountain, that is, the night slave.

Ever since this ancestor planted the karma of the eighteen heirs, he has had this causal connection with all his descendants.

If he hadn't seen Song Lan with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to locate the cause and effect, and he wouldn't have been able to control Song Lan. But Song Ruqing saw Song Lan here, and he could use Song Ruqing as a relay to control Song Lan in an instant.

The causal line between people, even if the Jindan monk can perceive the mystery, he can only see the cause and effect connected to himself. The causal involvement between others, as long as it does not involve oneself, is invisible.

If there is a flow of consciousness on the causal line, theoretically even Ling can detect it. Song Ruqing and Song Lan were both mortals, and the flow of divine consciousness needed to control a mortal was extremely weak, and it was easy for the monks to ignore it.

Song Ruqing had long known that the fighting method here was definitely not the opponent of many masters of the Jade Palace. The best way is to let Song Lan take the initiative to go home with him.

"You say you're mortal? ”

Mu Luo, who had been silent, stood up, no one could see her figure clearly, and she arrived in front of Song Ruqing in an instant. A pair of fiery red eyes stared at Song Ruqing up and down, and said:

"If you're mortal, I'm going to beat you, and you won't fight back?"

"Why, you dare to hit me?"

Mu Luo's realm is as high as Jindan Sanhua, and it is also a physical cultivation. The speed was so fast that Yelan's thoughts hadn't even kept up. Before he could do anything, Mu Luo had already swung a lightning punch.

She punched Song Ruqing on the left side of her face. If she had punched with all her might, Song Ruqing's head would have already shattered into powder. Fortunately, compared to the first vein of Shuhuang, although her strength is a little weaker, it is strong in control.

She carefully controlled her strength. Song Ruqing was punched by her, and it spun like a spinning top. Then she punched him with her left hand, which hit him right in the right cheek. The top stopped.

Song Ruqing's two faces were swollen, and the area of her face seemed to have doubled, purple and shiny, like a huge purple radish. He immediately fell unconscious and collapsed to the ground like a dead pig.

Yelan was about to have a seizure, when suddenly Song Lan's whole body was shocked, and the whole person seemed to wake up from a nightmare. She was originally controlled by the ancestor of the Song family through Song Ruqing through the causal line. But Song Ruqing passed out, and this control was naturally interrupted.

She was sweating profusely, struggling violently, and shouted, "Master, save me! I don't want to go back!"

Lian Ling gently moved his hand, and immediately a soft mana enveloped her, and several Shura Lan vines that no one could see entangled Song Lan, and they came to her side as soon as they pulled it. Then she swept the spot with a cold eye and said:

"You have seen it. Song Ruqing is not dead, you can carry him away. Drop-off!"

At this point, everyone can see it clearly. Especially Yelan, I couldn't help but scold Song Ruqing secretly in my heart, how dare you play these small tricks on other people's territory? That's self-inflicted humiliation, and the gods can't save it!

As soon as Lin Mei'er came out of the back hall and into the courtyard, she immediately jumped up, flew up like a white crane with wings, and landed gently on the top of the tallest pine tree.

Purple light flashed, and the purple glass mirror appeared above her head like a purple full moon.

Where the purple light swept away, there was an unscrupulous wisp of divine consciousness, implicated from somewhere on the bluestone street at the bottom of the mountain, and flowed faintly in the purple light.

Behind her, a pair of large white wings grew out of her back, and she took advantage of the wind to leap and glide down the lush hillside.

"Look! the fairy of the Jade Palace!" The pilgrims who went all the way to the Cuiyang Palace to offer incense were directly stunned by this scene.

Lin Mei'er was originally a beautiful crane demon, dressed in a snow-white dress, a pair of white wings, a little blood red in the center of her eyebrows, and a purple mirror, flying past the treetops, naturally she was a fairy.

Many pilgrims directly burned incense on the spot and bowed down, and did not go up the mountain.

It's a pity that this beautiful scenery only lasted less than a moment. Lin Mei'er in the air accelerated sharply, and soon turned into a ray of white light and disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, on the bustling bluestone street, a white light suddenly fell from the air like a meteor, and the crowd dispersed, but they watched with great interest.

On the side of the street, there is a red silk sedan chair covered with golden copper coins, surrounded by seven servants and palanquin drivers dressed in gray shorts. Only when they saw the white light cluster falling, their faces did not change, and they stayed where they were.

When the white light dissipated, in the surprised and envious eyes of many onlookers, I saw a snow-white dress fluttering, outstanding posture, Lin Mei'er with an ice and snow face, walked out and walked straight to the sedan chair.

The incense of Cuiyang Hall is so vigorous, the pilgrims on the bluestone street are always so crowded, and it is always easy to get it on the street back then, and there are "fairies" passing through the bluestone street from time to time It actually has a lot to do with it.

But Lin Mei'er dispatched such a big drama is rare in a hundred years, and the eyes of the spectators around her are straight, completely forgetting their own safety.

"Who are you?"

A sedan chair driver blocked up and stopped Lin Mei'er. This is very unreasonable. Although Lin Mei'er deliberately suppressed her divine sense, this palanquin man was just a mortal, and he should not have the courage to question a female cultivator of the Purple Mansion in person.

Lin Mei'er glanced at him and didn't stop. Seeing that she was about to collide, she reached out her left hand and flicked it lightly on the man's right shoulder, as if to push the person in the way away.

Don't look at her understatement, if the other party is really a mortal, a person has to fly ten steps away, and his shoulder will be at least crushed and fractured.

But when her fingertips touched the other party's shoulder, and there was a sound of bones shattering from that shoulder, she suddenly felt a strong golden fire aura surging. This man's shoulders had instantly turned into fiery copper, and he was much heavier.

Mortals who have planted the Fire Golem are still mortals, but as long as their physical body is damaged by an attack, the Fire Golem in their body will be automatically activated.

Lin Mei'er frowned slightly, changed it to a beat, and the jade palm condensed into a blurry sound wave like a rapidly rotating mist, and gently slapped the strange man's shoulder. A violent scream erupted.

The man's entire body turned into molten copper, and it was slapped with a bang, making a buzzing trilling sound like a huge bronze bell, mixed with the screaming sound of Lin Mei'er's palm.

He himself staggered to the side as if drunk, and gave way to the way.

At this moment, the curtain on one side of the sedan chair moved slightly, and a black shadow flew out like lightning, flying towards the clear sky.

This speed of the flight is not even visible to mortals as they are happening. Lin Mei'er could only barely capture a glimmer of figure with her own divine sense. This is either a master who is extremely good at flying, or a Jindan monk.

Lin Mei'er didn't hesitate, the black light flashed in the center of her eyebrows, and the world-destroying black demon flew out of her eyebrows and chased after the flying black shadow.