Tang Sanghua rubbed her eyes, and after confirming it again and again, she couldn't help muttering, "Disappeared, gone?"

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"Gone!"

There were also exclamations from below.

Mu Dongfeng didn't look at the top of his head, and shouted angrily: "Find me, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find someone for me!"

Dong Qing stared for a moment, frowned, and said, "He's no longer here, it should be some kind of trick." Yuan Biao......"

"The subordinates are here!" a thin monkey-like man immediately stepped forward.

"He has wounds on his body, and when there are wounds, there is blood, and the smell of blood is the hardest to hide, so I'll leave it to you. ”

The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, no matter how tricks that kid plays, he can't escape the nose of his subordinates." ”

"Don't be careless, go ahead. Dong Qing waved his hand.

The man saluted, and followed the scent after him.

Mu Dongfeng saluted Dong Qing and led someone to follow.

Dong Qing returned the knife to its sheath and stopped in place, as if he was in deep thought.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled to the jade that was faintly exposed from the debris of the ruins a few steps away.

He walked a few steps, picked up the jade object, squinted his eyes, but it was a jade plaque, the shape of which he recognized at a glance, it was the identity jade plaque of the students in the outer courtyard of the academy, and the number on it was sixty-seven.

This number does not mean anything, but it is arranged in the order of admission, and the academy has a record of this, as long as you check it, you can know whose jade plate it is.

And Yan Li is the sixty-seventh student who has been registered.

Dong Qing smiled coldly, suddenly smiled, and turned to look at the door.

Footsteps sounded outside the door at the right time, and a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe strode in with a young man, and said head-on: "Dali Temple poured out of the nest, and let people run away, Lord Dong, are you about to forget how to kill people?"

Dong Qing raised his eyelids slightly and said coldly: "Yu Xingzhi, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson, or do you want me to prove it on the spot?"

The murderous battle was like a waterfall, like a pair of invisible hands, wrapped around the young man's neck, so that he could not breathe, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"Hmph!" the scarlet-robed man snorted coldly, his voice seemed to contain magic power, blocking the momentum emanating from Dong Qing's body, and the young man felt better.

The man in the scarlet robe is naturally Jing Zhaoyin Yu Xingzhi, and the young man behind him is Yu Shepherd.

Yu Muren only cared about Yan Li's life and death, but he didn't see Yan Li's body at the scene, he was very disappointed, and he didn't dare to question Dong Qing, because he knew better than anyone else the horror of this Dali Siqing in front of him.

Dong Qing said coldly: "Now, tell me the reason why you used the secret order to transfer me, otherwise, today, none of your father and son will want to walk out of this door!"

Yu Xingzhi said disdainfully: "It's up to you?"

However, he didn't want to conflict with Dong Qing at this time, and then said lightly: "You should remember that incident twelve years ago. ”

"Twelve years ago?" Dong Qing, who was not even moved by Yan Li's sudden disappearance, heard these words, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the majestic momentum danced wildly, like a turbulent wave, obviously unable to control his emotions, causing his vitality to be agitated.

Yu Xingzhi said: "You shouldn't forget that it is precisely because of what we did that that we can have today's status." You shouldn't forget that when that little bastard fell into the river, we thought he was going to die, so we found a child of the same age to replace him, and now it's ......."

"Where's the evidence?" Dong Qing restrained his thoughts.

Yu Xingzhi sneered and said, "On the day of the academy's registration, the Dragon God Ring was touched, and it was ...... at that time."

Before he could finish speaking, Dong Qing couldn't help but say: "The Dragon God Ring, isn't it a dead thing? Even the ghost master won't mention it anymore, so I'll leave you for the time being, why ...... now?"

Yu Xingzhi: "The treasure chooses the owner, it is easy and will not change, the mongrel must be closely related to the Bai family, and there must be differences on the body, otherwise how can you get the approval of the treasure." If we don't get rid of it now, you and I will hardly have a place in the future, and we may even find out the truth...... We didn't kill him back then, it was our disadvantage, and this alone, as long as it is exposed, you and I will not be able to escape the ghost master's means. ”

Dong Qing was silent, showing that he had recognized Yu Xingzhi's words.

After a while, he smiled coldly, threw the jade plate to Yu Xingzhi, and said, "With it, you can't deal with that bastard, that's how fate should be." ”

Yu Xingzhi took the jade card, and it was a little inexplicable.

Yu Muren's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of the number on the jade plate, and immediately said in surprise: "This, this is Yan Li's identity jade card, in this way, his collusion with the underworld is already a certainty." ”

On that day, Yu Muren recorded first, it was the sixty-sixth, and he naturally remembered that Yan Li was the sixty-seventh.

......

At the base of the city wall at the back of the martial arts arena, a stumbling figure appeared in the shadow that was completely shrouded by the slanting sun.

Yan Li covered his abdomen, and he knew that his state was very bad without induction.

What's worse is that in order to escape from the siege of Dali Temple, the seventh mantra mark on his forehead was regenerated completely, and his mood did not fluctuate, but the mantra mark deepened.

A few days ago, the cultivation was a breakthrough, minus a curse seal, and now it is not only reborn, but also the momentum is not stopped, which can be said to be even worse.

The road ahead is a curse seal, and the chasing soldiers in the rear are chasing after each other, which is really a death catastrophe that cannot be avoided by heaven and earth.

And at this moment, because of the curse seal, Yan Li's consciousness has begun to blur.

Subconsciously used a stone to leave the last mark on the base of the wall, and after attaching a few words, he fled in the direction of the academy in a daze.

Today, the academy that took a day off for study due to Xiliang's entry into Beijing was very deserted, so no one found out that Yan Li had broken into the back mountain.

The tranquility of the back mountain is a must for Yongling.

As the saying goes: the big hidden in the city.

Several courtyards are hidden in the forest, and there are birds singing and singing in the wind, and the branches and leaves are harmonious.

The slanting sun and sunset, reflecting the yellow and withered leaves, mottled and swaying, drifting away like blood and songs, going farther and farther away, like the passing years as decisive.

Yan Li's eyes were red, gradually blurred, and the beautiful scenery was also shattered. In a trance, the sound of wisps, whining, and smoke curling in my ears sounded, accompanied by this picture of the remnant sun, there is a kind of artistic conception of beauty to the extreme.

The spirit was shaken, and even the curse mark seemed to slow down.

He couldn't help but listen carefully, the rhythm is not unfamiliar, but it is "Clear Dust", which is created by the famous master of the music Tao Gu Zhouzi, known for its softness and trickle, and it is the most refreshing to wash people's hearts.

This piece is only dull and tasteless at first hearing, but it is full of the author's indifferent fame and fortune, ordinary people can't hear anything, Yan Li at this moment, trapped by the curse seal, troubled by the red dust, is about to be indifferent to the red dust to be resolved.

However, indifference was only a passive response, which did not conform to Yan's view of the world, so he quickly broke free from that artistic conception.

At this time, the style of the music suddenly changed, becoming clear and crisp, high and low, light and flickering, sometimes low to the extreme, like falling into the abyss, sometimes rising and soaring, like a dragon surging impermanently. After a few circles, it becomes like nothing, like a drizzle, but indescribably happy and lively.

This rhythm is not unfamiliar, it is the "June Flying Song" played by the companion outing, which is known for its light and pleasant sound.

Yan is becoming more and more curious. The mind was attracted to it, and the power of the curse seal became weaker and weaker.

Before he tasted the taste, he listened to the style of the song and changed again, and the bass was endless, such as the Buddhist sound chanting chanted by thousands of people, and occasionally the pearl and jade jumped, crisp and short, one after another......

Yan Li couldn't help but move his steps, along the stone path, and soon came to the door of a small courtyard in the mountains, and the door plaque said "duckweed garden".

The courtyard door suddenly opened, and the sound of the flute could be heard at hand.

At the door, a little girl with a double bun, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with bright teeth and bright eyes, a round and red face, was muttering something, and when she saw that it was Yan Li, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, I don't know whether she was frightened or frightened, and shouted:

"How are you!"

Yan Li smiled at her and said, "Don't come...... Unharmed......"

Then he fell straight down.

"Nothing to do with your head...... Hey, hey, here, this is the inner courtyard, how did you get in as a student from the outer courtyard...... And you're going to die...... Don't die here......"

Where can Yan Li hear it?

"Xiaochun, but Yan Gongzi?" At this time, the sound of the flute stopped, and there was an inquiry from inside.

Xiaochun said: "It's him, Miss can't see it, how do you know it's him?"

Prajna Futu walked out of the inner room, followed the path paved with stones, came to the door, and said: "The last time I saw him, I felt something, he had a strong force of resentment, just when I settled down, I sensed that there was an inauspicious thing invading the mountain, and it was really him." ”

"Miss, what is the power of resentment?" Koharu asked curiously.

Pranya Futu squatted down, first measured Yan Li's neck, and then twisted a magic seal, mobilized vitality, injected it from Yan Li's chest, and said:

"Usually from the dead who killed them. However, such a strong power of resentment may not even be possessed by the general on the battlefield, and the power of resentment on his body must come from elsewhere, and the origin is extraordinary, I am afraid that even the abbot will not be able to surpass it. ”

Xiaochun pouted and said, "This kind of villain knows that he does all kinds of evil at a glance, and if Miss saves him, he will run away to harm people again." ”

Prajna Futu said: "The power of death and resentment has some effect on him, causing him to lose his thoughts of good and evil, and he cannot be blamed completely. ”

Although Koharu is dissatisfied, he can't influence the decision of Prajnafutu.

"By the way, Miss, didn't I just hear today that he beat the Xiliang people to the ground, why is he in such a miserable situation? Who beat him like this, it's really happy. ”

Prajna Futu smiled helplessly and said, "There is a sword qi left by a master in his body, which should be left by the enemy against others, and the power of resentment affects his sanity, making him unable to concentrate on expelling it." Now you listen to what I say, first see where the wound is, and then go boil some hot water to scrub and apply medicine......"

Koharu wrinkled her nose in disgust, and was about to speak, when there was a noise from the bottom of the mountain.

"Yuan Biao, are you sure he escaped here?"

"Lord Shaoqing, you don't believe me Yuan Biao, and you can't disbelieve my nose, my nose is ancestral, it will never be wrong, that kid's taste is still very strong, it's ...... there"