With the lurking blow of a Yuanying real person, Qing Yan is destined to die.

He knew that he would not live long, so he said goodbye words to Shao Heng, the only disciple.

It's just that I didn't expect death to come so quickly.

Before he died, he learned of all the enemies lurking and who was behind them.

It's a pity that Qingyan Zhenren can no longer send out the news to warn his only apprentice and beloved master.

Thunder beat at the fatal wound in his heart, tearing at his flesh and bones.

In the air, there was a faint smell of burnt paste.

There is a kind of person who will not change his original intention even if he loses everything, and there is a kind of person who will still be refined and fragrant even if he is scattered into mud.

Qingyan Zhenren was like Shao Heng when he first saw him, his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, and there was a smile of relief and mystery on the corner of his mouth, not at all like a person who was about to die.

The other party's cultivation was much higher than him, and his movements were too fast, too accurate, and too fierce, and he only lasted less than two breaths.

In the last two breaths of his life, Qingyan Zhenren didn't think about anything, and seemed to think a lot, but in the end, his eyes only looked straight at the dim starry sky outside the door.

When he was young, he admired the ethereal fairy road, and when he first became famous, he was full of spirit.

In the days when the senior brothers copied books in the library building day and night, the junior sister who was as gorgeous as the morning glow but restrained, and the master who had never been old brought him a dream of slaying demons and eliminating demons...... It's like a little bit of flowing water, flowing in my heart at this time.

He thought about the storm that the apprentice who didn't have much to get together with him was about to face, and thought about the sad eyes of the once freshly clothed and angry brother before he died.

Immediately, his eyes dimmed like stars in the sky obscured by dark clouds.

But the smile that finally flew up at the corner of his mouth cast a shadow on Fu Anning and the other three at the same time.

And the old Abel, there seemed to be something surging in his cloudy eyes, but his body remained motionless, like a pillar of rotten wood, standing quietly.

Qingyan Zhenren said a lot of things before he died, half-truths and half-truths, but Fu Anning still had an inexplicable sense of distortion after confirming his death.

"He's dead. A man who was no longer young heard his voice, with a slight abruptness and indifference.

Fang Cai, the owner of this voice, lurked nearby unknowingly, and shot like a thunderbolt to kill Qing Yan and kill his nephew.

Another person who has been in Weishan has not said a word since the murderer appeared, and his eyes are complicated to the extreme.

Seeing this, Fu Anning was finally a little satisfied: a true disciple and a Cunwei Shouza, and at the same time conspired with him, an outsider, to murder his fellow disciple.

It's a wonderful scene.

The fly in the ointment is that this Qingyan's appearance when he was dying could not please him.

Qing Yan, who was sitting upright, his pupils that had lost focus were slowly dilating, but from a distance, except for the huge scars and bloodstains on his heart, it seemed that he was still alive vividly.

The demeanor remains.

"Thank you for the first seat, if it weren't for your sword, the junior would really not be sure that he would be able to kill Master Qingyan in one fell swoop. Fu Anning suddenly clenched his fists and smiled.

"Hmph, you're not my disciple, and you deserve to call him uncle?!" This first seat obviously hated Fu Anning very much, even if he had Qingyan's blood on his own hands.

Fu Anning narrowed his eyes and did not say anything to refute.

Confronting a primordial monk in front of him is something that only a fool would do.

"Qingyan is dead, wait until dawn...... Yuquan Peak is over. It's just that for some reason, the juniors always feel that something is wrong with Qingyan tonight, and I wonder if the seniors can give me some advice?" Fu Anning said separately.

"What is the difference between what is in my ears and what is in your ears?" The voice of the first seat became colder and colder, and the feeling of killing his own junior brother and proud disciple with his own hands was really not good.

But he had already done it.

Cut off Qingyan's life, cut off the vein of Yuquan Peak, and cut off his own way.

The oath he made in the Jiying Hall at the beginning, and the grand vow he made in front of the ancestors of the sect, completely became his inner demon.

He has no face to face Taihao, and he has no face to face the senior brother he respects very much.

And when he turned to dust, he had no shame to face his ancestors and ancestors.

Fu Anning raised his eyebrows, sighed and said, "I know that the two of you don't feel very comfortable in your hearts, but he is in the way of you and me, and this kind of sacrifice is inevitable." It's not too early now, and in a few hours, the sky will be dawn. As soon as the morning dawns, everything must go on. I'm just wondering, are we missing something? Like, the missing Immortal Sect man?"

After Chen Taichen disappeared for no reason, things made a little splash.

After Fu Anning learned about it, he regretted it a lot, he couldn't beat his chest, and he was vaguely worried.

"Hmph, what do you have to do with me?" Shouzao seemed to never want to stay here any longer, and Qingyan's unclosed eyes were like a bright light, illuminating the darkness in his heart that he didn't dare to see.

With that, he brushed his sleeves away.

Fu Anning's face was a little unsightly, and the person on the other side also spoke: "Before the action, I told you that you must be foolproof, and you will also guarantee that it will be foolproof." If you're so confident, why are you cautious now?"

"Be careful to sail the ship of 10,000 years, and naturally you can't relax until the last moment. Fu Anning glanced at the man, dissatisfied in his heart, and immediately sneered: "What? Seeing the senior brother die in front of him, thinking that he was going to destroy his only apprentice again during the day, did you relent? Don't forget, although there are a few of our people mixed in with the Tianshu secret spy, if Shao Heng is still there, the Tianshu spy will make a comeback sooner or later, and he will be as invincible as he was more than 20 years ago." When the time comes, will you be Shao Heng going to investigate the death of your master?

"I haven't said a word, but you've thought so much about yourself. The man glanced at Fu Anning lightly, his gaze swept over Qing Yan, who was sitting straight on the ground, and continued: "Speaking of which, although we feel that the behavior of the previous masters of the past dynasties handing over the Heavenly Pivot Sect to Yuquan Peak is very unfair, we have never thought of destroying this arrangement. On the contrary, it is you, if Qingyan and Qinghuai did not have an accident back then, there was no great chaos up and down Yuquan Peak, and Tianshu did not stagnate, how could you take the opportunity to mix in the micro-storage?"

The man turned and walked towards the door, passing by the puppet-like Abel, whose eyes flashed with sadness for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

He turned his back to Fu Anning and said, "The people who are really afraid of the secret spy of Cunwei Mountain Tianshu are you, not us. Without the restraint of Qingyan and Tianshu, you dare to reach out from the darkness and unfold your plans step by step. I regret that I got on your boat in the first place. However, since then, I have never thought of getting off the ship. So, you don't have to test me anymore, you do what you have to do, and I do what I have to do. ”

Jinquan Bay was empty, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in the humid air.

Fu Anning sneered and walked around the room, looking at the dead Qingyan on the ground, looking at Abel who was standing "obediently" outside the door, and looking at the back that disappeared in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking, his expression gradually distorted and terrifying.

The methodical Cunwei Mountain, and the increasingly powerful Taiwei Zhenren, are indeed their henchmen.

Therefore, they originally designed to let Yuquan Peak have an accident and leave the Tianshu group of dragons without a leader.

Qinghuai and Qingyan had accidents one after another, and under the exhaustion of Taihao Zhenren, Tianshu's actions were stalled.

Even if it was slowly recovered by the strong Qingyan and Taihao Zhenren later, after that time, the Tianshu spy was still greatly injured, and was buried in nails by Fu Anning and others.

When Shao Heng took over and recovered the manpower one by one, Fang began to really improve.

"If before, you said that we were afraid of the power of the Heavenly Hub, I would have nothing to say. However, now ......" Fu Anning looked at Qingyan's body on the ground, and whispered: "Now, Taiwei Zhenren is closed to death, and Shao Heng is young no matter how talented he is...... And you, already dead. ”

Fu Anning's voice gradually became louder, as if he was complacent, and as if he was giving himself firm confidence: "What are we afraid of?"

In the silent Jinquan Bay, the wind came from afar, like a gentle hand, brushing the corners of Qingyan's clothes.

Dawn is coming.