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Almost gritting his teeth, Sen Ran said, "Su Jiu is not dead?!"

And the disciples behind him all looked frightened at this moment, obviously not expecting Tian Yue to end up like this.

After all, in their eyes, Tian Yue is an existence that can compete with their senior sister Ding Hanyun of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate!

How could someone kill him so easily?

And judging from the few blood words left behind, it seems that the person who killed Tian Yue was still the same Su Jiu who was besieged by them in Honghezhuang before?!

How is this possible?! That person is really refining qi and cultivating.

It was almost the same reaction as everyone in the Haoran Sect before, and at this moment, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect here were shocked.

However, he didn't talk about it, but all looked at the barefoot woman in front of him.

The woman turned her head, and her beautiful face was Ding Hanyun.

"Senior sister, this ......" someone couldn't hold back, and immediately wanted to ask something.

Ding Hanyun interrupted the man with a raised hand, looked at Wu Zhixing on the side and asked:

"What's going on, can your Snow Eagle continue to follow Huaishan's tracks?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhixing did not answer immediately.

Instead, he closed his eyes, as if he was perceiving something, and counted the time before he opened his eyes to look at Ding Hanyun.

At first, he sighed a little dejectedly, and then shook his head and said: "No, I can get here, Huaishan seems to have used some hidden method." ”

After receiving such an answer, Ding Hanyun immediately frowned, but he didn't do anything, and he didn't get angry as usual.

Turning his eyes and taking a deep look at Tian Yue's tragic corpse, his eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The surrounding disciples didn't dare to disturb Ding Hanyun, after all, it was rare for Ding Hanyun to think about problems so calmly.

Not long after, Ding Hanyun suddenly spoke again, still asking Wu Zhixing:

"What about the people of Haoran Sect, Xia Cang's traces should be traceable, right?"

When he spoke, there was already a chilling meaning in his eyes.

It seems that as long as he dares Wu Zhixing to shake his head and say a word, his eyes can directly kill him.

Wu Zhixing couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and hurriedly raised his hand to pinch out a trick, and there were words in his mouth, not knowing what he was controlling.

Ding Hanyun didn't bother anymore, just looked at Wu Zhixing quietly.

After a long time, Huai Shancai wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and nodded busily: "Yes!"

As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, he raised his finger and pointed in one direction: "Northwest direction, thousands of zhang away." ”

The words fell, and a low sentence added: "It should have been not long after leaving......

It's not been long since you've left......

Ding Hanyun narrowed his eyes, and then asked, "The direction they left shouldn't be the direction from which Huaishan and them fled, right?"

"It's not. Wu Zhixing nodded cautiously, he could confirm this.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face instantly flashed with disbelief.

Immediately, he exclaimed, "Haoran Sect seems to be in that direction!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding disciples were also surprised.

In this way, those people in the Haoran Sect are ready to turn around and return to the sect?

Compared with the surprise of the surrounding disciples, Ding Hanyun was rarely silent.

There was a deep sense of contemplation in his eyes.

Seeing this on the side, Wu Zhixing opened his mouth, and stopped talking a little.

Ding Hanyun caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, so he was silent, and said directly: "Say, what do you suggest?"

This time, Wu Zhixing looked directly at Ding Hanyun's eyes, and said with great solemnity: "Senior sister, I think we should return to the sect immediately." ”

Hearing this, Ding Hanyun was neither angry nor asked why.

Just stared straight at Wu Zhixing's cautious eyes, and then not long after, in the eyes of the surrounding disciples, he nodded.

He opened his lips and said, "Okay." ”

However, seeing the scene in front of him, none of the surrounding disciples showed surprise.

It seems to have long been commonplace.

The reason why Ding Hanyun can have such a status in the sect is actually inseparable from Wu Zhixing's help.

Wu Zhixing does not have the same outstanding talent as Ding Hanyun, but he is an extraordinary person in terms of strategy and observation.

Many disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect admired Wu Zhixing rather than respecting Ding Hanyun.

At this moment, Ding Hanyun would make such a decision, and the surrounding disciples should say that they had expected this result before Ding Hanyun answered.

So one by one did not hesitate, followed Ding Hanyun, summoned the spirit beast almost at the same time, and flew into the sky after riding.

Wu Zhixing was the last to leave, standing in front of Tian Yue's corpse and looking at it for a long time, as if he wanted to see some clues.

When he finally withdrew his gaze, his face had inadvertently become more solemn.

Even unconsciously, he muttered: "There is the breath of yellow springs......

"That Su Jiu...... Where the hell did it come from......

Wu Zhixing's eyes flickered and he didn't talk about it, and finally shook his head, and after sighing dejectedly, he didn't stay any longer.

After turning over and jumping onto a griffin spirit beast, the griffin's wings fluttered, and he carried Wu Zhixing straight after Ding Hanyun and the others.

Soon it turned into a black shadow in the sky and gradually disappeared.

When the smoke cleared, the place was still as desolate.

The corpse nailed to the boulder was pulled out by the warm sun that moved westward, and a long oblique shadow was pulled.

In the shadows, it seemed that even the shadow of the sword that had sunk into the corpse's chest was still flashing with a cold glow.

Suddenly, there was a croaking sound, and a few black crows flew from nowhere, flying and hovering over the corpse.

The scarlet eyes seemed to be peering at the flesh exposed to the air.

It's just that I don't dare to approach for some reason, but I still hovered for a long time and didn't leave.

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Tens of thousands of miles south of the Zhongtian Mountains, there is a simple town named Qingshui.

On this day, a bald monk suddenly came.

The monk was dressed in a blue-black magnolia-colored monk's robe, with a delicate appearance, and looked like he was about twenty years old.

In her left hand, she pulled a little girl about four or five years old, which was a bit eye-catching.

Walking on the bluestone-paved street, Luo Linger shook Huaishan's arm and looked up at Huaishan, her eyes overflowing with worries that did not match her age:

"Brother Huaishan, hasn't Su Jiu come yet?"

Hearing this, Huaishan lowered his head, with a gentle smile between his eyebrows, and comforted: "Don't worry, it's coming soon." ”

"But you keep saying that......"

The little man pouted, a little dissatisfied.

However, before the words fell, Huaishan, who had been walking forward, suddenly paused and suddenly stopped.

"Well, it's true that it shouldn't be said anymore and it's coming......"

"Rather, it's time to say that it's already here. ”

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