When the morning light lit up, Lu Chen yawned and walked out of the door, and walked in the direction of the flowing incense garden with many miscellaneous disciples. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info met a lot of acquaintances along the way, greeted each other, and one or two familiar ones joked to him: "Didn't you sleep last night?"

"I can't sleep enough, I work every day, and I'm tired to death. Lu Chen shook his head and sighed.

The miscellaneous disciples next to him all nodded, and it seemed that everyone felt the same way. The various rules in the Kunlun sect to squeeze miscellaneous disciples to worship talented people have long been an open secret. It's just that no matter what, after all, the Kunlun faction is still a famous and decent family, and it will still give the miscellaneous disciples a little hope, as long as you have all the luck and talents, you will indeed have a chance to get ahead.

The hope is small, but the beauty of immortality is enough to make people willingly fight for it.

Chatting along the way, when I walked to the Liuxiang Garden, the morning sun had risen and shone on this vast medicine garden, and the oncoming wind also brought the unique fragrance of the Liuxiang Garden. Like hard-working bees, many miscellaneous disciples flew to their spiritual fields, and Lu Chen also walked among the crowd and came to the place where the eagle fruit trees were planted.

When he stood on the ridge at the edge of the spiritual field, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The rest of the people soon came here, and after a while, Yan Luo and Lin Sheng, the two Jindan monks, also arrived, and when everyone was about to start, Lin Sheng, who suddenly nodded, frowned, and said loudly: "Wait a minute, there is one less person." ”

Everyone stood stunned and looked back.

Yan Luo was also a little surprised, and said, "Such a good opportunity, is there still someone who doesn't know what to do, who is it?"

Lin Sheng looked at the roster in his hand, then looked at the miscellaneous disciples standing over there, including Lu Chen and the others, and said to Yan Luo after a moment of silence: "There is a disciple named He Changsheng who has not arrived. ”

Yan Luo snorted and said, "I don't know how important it is!" Just ignore him, you can't let so many people stand here waiting for him alone, let's start." ”

This is completely true and reasonable, Lin Sheng also has no objection, and immediately ordered everyone to go into the spiritual field to cultivate the eagle fruit, and at the same time glanced at the way it came, and a trace of unhappiness flashed on his face. At the moment, this matter was called by Yan Luo, but it was he who came forward to select these miscellaneous disciples, and now He Changsheng was suddenly absent for no reason, although Yan Luo did not have any intention of accusing him, but this situation was really a bit of a slap in the face.

Lin Sheng thought to himself, when this guy came, he would definitely have to be severely reprimanded, and as for the person who was finally selected, it seemed that he couldn't choose this person.

Lin Sheng thought like this in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face, he just turned around and looked at the disciples who were busy in the spiritual field.

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Lin Sheng's idea of scolding He Changsheng fiercely has not been realized, because He Changsheng has not come all morning. By noon, Lin Sheng's face had already begun to turn a little blue, and the people around him, except for Yan Luo, were secretly far away from him.

In the middle, Yan Luo turned her head and glanced at him again, but she didn't say anything, these arrangements for the management of miscellaneous disciples were Lin Sheng's business, and it didn't hurt for her to say a few words casually, but if she managed too much, it would be out of bounds.

After another half an hour like this, Lin Sheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and called a guard disciple next to him, ordering him to find He Changsheng's house.

At this moment, Lin Sheng had already made up his mind in his heart, if He Changsheng couldn't give a suitable reason when he came over, he would send him down on the spot and drive this bold miscellaneous disciple out of the Liuxiangpu.

The guard disciple took the order, and the people around him, including those miscellaneous disciples who were busy in the spiritual field, were also secretly paying attention to this side, some of them were silent, and a few of them were smiling, it seemed that they were glad that they had one less opponent.

The quiet mountain breeze blew through this medicine garden, and the sun setting in the sky seemed to be mild.

The commotion was half an hour later, when there was a sudden movement from outside the grass garden, and the noise seemed to come from afar, because it was too far away to be heard, but it seemed to be mixed with a few terrible screams and shouts, and then quickly spread to the incense garden.

On the edge of the spiritual field, Yan Luo and Lin Sheng were the highest, and they were the first to notice a trace of abnormality, and at the same time turned to look, and it didn't take long to see that the guard disciple just now rushed over with a blank face, and suddenly pounced in front of Lin Sheng, and then with a look of horror on his face, he stammered: "He, he, him...... Dead!"

"What?"

The news of He Changsheng's death spread in the Liuxiang Garden in a blink of an eye, and everyone was surprised at first, but soon, many people noticed that something was not quite right.

The Kunlun faction suddenly sent many people to directly seal off that area, prohibiting everyone from approaching He Changsheng's house again. And Lin Sheng and Yan Luo never came out of that house after they arrived at that place first.

In the afternoon, the two Yuanying real people of Baicao Hall, Qiandeng and Mingzhu, also rushed over, and walked into the house with a solemn face, and a little later, seeing that at dusk, in the eyes of countless bright and secretly watching, the head of Kunlun, Xianyue Zhenren, also came here with a calm face.

In the huge Kunlun faction, it seemed that a storm was about to come for a while.

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All kinds of rumors kept circulating wildly in the Kunlun Sect, and there were countless versions of answers to these questions about what happened in that room, why that usually inconspicuous miscellaneous disciple died suddenly, and how he was able to attract the attention of so many high-level true people with vast magical powers.

Some say that the miscellaneous disciple was oppressed too much, suffered and endured, and felt that the future was hopeless, so he committed suicide in despair;

Some people scoffed at this, and sneered You know a fart, it is clear that the guy was bullied and oppressed a few days ago, and he died because he couldn't stand it. As for who bullies, hehe, there are only a few bold and black-hearted people in the Kunlun faction now, think about it yourself. Anyway, some people are disgusting, so be careful to retribution;

Some people said that the reason why it attracted the attention of many real people was because the situation in that room was so miserable, and the blood all over the house was unbearable, like hell on earth;

Someone next to me asked, how can a man kill himself to get a house full of blood?

In the evening, the news gradually became clearer, there was indeed a murder in the house, someone died, and the deceased was He Changsheng.

He Chang's life and death were miserable, very miserable.

But what kind of miserable method, all the people who didn't enter the house couldn't say why, and none of the people who entered the room wanted to speak, at most they were forced to be anxious, that is, they just said the word "miserable" with an ugly face.

When night fell, the Kunlun faction had already surrounded the house for dozens of feet, and all the other miscellaneous disciples living around had sent people to inquire carefully, and after confirming that there was no suspicion, they arranged another place to live. So this place, which was lively yesterday, is as deserted as a ghost today.

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The place where Lu Chen lived was far away from there, and it was not affected, and no one came to interrogate him. So when it got dark, he stayed alone in his house, let Ah Tu lie on his lap, and began to help him untie the cloth belt.

The bloodstained white cloth was thrown aside, revealing hideous and ugly wounds, and Ah Tu would twitch a few times in pain from time to time, but most of the time he endured it and lay there honestly.

In some places, the wound was almost healed, but Lu Chen didn't care about it, just replaced the most seriously injured places, and it seemed that less than half of Ah Tu's body was wrapped in a white cloth, which seemed to look more pleasing to the eye than before.

But it seems to be a little ugly, because now Ah Tu, with only one eye and half a tail, is more and more lame when standing, but the terrifying scars on its face seem to add a bit of murder to it, making it look a lot fiercer.

"It's almost there. Lu Chen looked at the scarred black dog in front of him, then touched its head and said softly.

Ah Tu answered him and wagged his tail, Lu Chen looked over, and saw that the half of the tail was wagging up, which looked a little funny and weird, and he couldn't help but sigh, and then smiled again, and said, "When you go out to play later, you have to be careful." ”

In Ah Tu's eyes, the faint green light flashed, and then he leaned his head on Lu Chen's knees, quietly snuggling him, and in the place where Lu Chen couldn't see, under that layer of faint green light, there was a little faint black, swaying and shaking.

Lu Chen looked out the window, the dark night was deep and boundless, and the expression on his face was also indifferent, and after a while, he waved his hand casually, and the candle flame in the room dimmed.

"Sleep, and we'll see what happens tomorrow. ”

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The next day, it was still a good day.

The sun is high, clear and cloudy, the sky is bright, and the sky is clear.

However, a shadow had already shrouded the Kunlun Sect, and the news of the update came out, only saying that a number of Yuanying Zhenren led by Xianyue Zhenren were furious, and the reason was that in that room, He Changsheng, who died miserably, might have been killed by someone from the Three Realms Demon Sect.

This is the first time in decades that the Demon Sect has killed people so unscrupulously on Kunlun Mountain, and it is clear that the chariot and horse are directly identified.

Of course, this is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Kunlun faction, how can it not make Xianyue Zhenren and the others extremely angry, while cleaning up He Changsheng's funeral, he also scolded the person in charge of patrolling the mountain guards.

When the Kunlun faction's "Heavenly Soldier Hall" first Dukong Zhenren was summoned to Xianyue Zhenren, he watched as a few Jindan monks who were usually high up retreated in embarrassment. And Xianyue Zhenren still seemed to be angry, his face was pale, and he only nodded when he saw Dukong Zhenren, and then he didn't lie and politely, and asked Dukong Zhenren directly: "Your disciple He Yi, how is it now?" (To be continued.) )