"Zhenyangzi?"
In the utterly shocked gaze of Luo Niansheng, Qin Gengyun suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a dark iron rod in his hand, dispersing Chen Qingmo's black aura.
Then, Qiu Zhihe, Mo Xiaolan, and Xu Caihe also stood up.
Qiu Zhihe's charmingly cold face was covered in frost, and her gaze at Chen Qingmo bore a hint of complexity, but more prominently, hatred.
Luo Niansheng looked bewildered: "Xiaolan, weren't you poisoned? Fairy Qiu, did you just mention Zhenyangzi?"
Everything unfolding before him was too bizarre; Luo Niansheng could no longer comprehend it.
Chen Qingmo's eyes turned cold: "How did you know it was me impersonating Wei Ying?"
Qin Gengyun sneered: "Zhenyangzi, don't forget, your transformation technique was taught to you by Senior Sheng Tanglian back then; she is the founder of the Cyan Lotus Sect!"
"Zhenyangzi?" Luo Niansheng's eyes widened: "Why does Sect Leader Qin also call Chen Qingmo Zhenyangzi? Didn't Zhenyangzi ascend five hundred years ago?"
