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"I'm still overjoyed" Soul Yan said with a wry smile, it is already very good to be able to refine it once, and it would be too rebellious to succeed the second time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at the sealed jade bottle in his hand, it contained the Heavenly Spirit Pill that Soul Yan had successfully tried for the first time, although it failed the second time and wasted a better material, but Soul Yan's face was still full of joy, after all, although the medicinal power of this pill was a little worse, it was refined by the ancient method, which was much better than the ordinary method of refining.

It is enough to wash the marrow and cut the veins for Zhuge with this pill, plus he prepared some external herb juice for him to wash his body! Soul Yan is not a greedy person, and he also knows how to be satisfied.

Soul Yan took the jade bottle into his arms, looked up at the sky, got up and took a breath of fresh air, and after moving his muscles and bones, he headed towards the mountainside.

After the elixir was refined, Soul Yan's mood was also extremely comfortable, he walked like an arrow, and it only took a moment to reach the front of Deacon Jiang Nian's house, and walked through the square in front of the house and went straight to the residence.

When Soul Yan was about to arrive at his and Zhuge Yiten's residence, he saw a large group of outer disciples surrounding their house from a distance, and there was a piercing shout from somewhere, I don't know what happened, it was quite lively.

He walked quickly towards the crowd, found a gap and squeezed in, but saw his unexpected scene, the moment he saw this scene he knew what was going on, he hadn't even gone to investigate the dead thing, but he came to look for death.

Looking at Zhuge with a tendon, nose and swollen face, and lying on the ground with blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, in order to protect his head, he closed his eyes and curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, and he had no power to fight back, this scene was like a basin of cold water, and his happy mood was extinguished at once, and a lot of killing intent suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Say, did you steal this thing?" A man dressed in the black-clothed clothes of the outer disciples of the Falling Rain Sect stepped on Zhuge Yi's chest with a bag marked with a Jiang character in his hand and shouted, Behind him stood three or five black-clothed disciples of the outer sect, it looked like they should be in a group.

"Stop," Soul Yan shouted as he squeezed forward from the crowd.

Looking at the appearance of the bag, the soul words in the crowd had already been seen at a glance, that thing was the pill bag that Jiang Qun used for his poison pill, all of this was aimed at him, and Zhuge was completely innocent.

It seems that these are all pugs under Jiang Qun, Jiang Qun is afraid that he may have taken the elixir given to Soul Yan, so these pugs can see if Soul Yan has been harmed by his own strategy, but what disappoints them is that they haven't even seen the hair of Soul Yan, let alone the corpse.

They couldn't find themselves, so they took Zhuge a tendon out of anger, for the shameful behavior of these pugs, all these soul words knew all this, but Jiang Qun would never have thought that his pill had also done some good things for the mountain, and there were some harmful things that came out at night.

"Who are you?" The black-clothed young man was also stunned when he heard Soul Yan's words, turned to look at Soul Yan, and the foot that stepped on Zhuge Yi's tendon had also been removed, and asked in a clamoring tone, and several other people and the surrounding disciples also looked at Soul Yan, and some of them recognized Soul Yan but did not speak.

Soul Yan didn't look at them at all, and he didn't care about everything around him, he walked towards Zhuge Yiten, leaned down and looked at Zhuge Yiten's injuries all over his body, suppressed the anger in his heart, and helped him to sit up.

"Are you alright?" Soul Yan asked softly.

"Soul..."

"Don't speak" Zhuge heard the words of the soul words, and then opened his eyes and looked at the soul words, and was stopped by the soul words in a low voice as soon as he spoke.

"Can you stand up?" Soul Yan asked.

"Yes," Zhuge gritted his teeth and said.

Soul Yan didn't say more, and carefully helped Zhuge up.

"Hey boy, dumb? Talking to you, it's none of your business, I advise you not to meddle in your business" The black-clothed disciple was very arrogant when he looked at Soul Yan's action of lifting Zhuge up.

The soul words made Zhuge stand aside, and then he turned around and drove a few black-clothed disciples who were Jiang Qun's pugs, with a chill in his eyes that was not easy for others to detect, old accounts and new accounts, this matter should be finished today.

"Nothing to do with me? Isn't that what you're looking for? Soul Yan glanced at it lightly, disapprovingly.

"Are you a soul word?" The man in black's words obviously changed slightly, but his arrogant color remained unchanged, staring at Soul Yan's face deadly.

"Yes," Soul Yan said with a calm face.

"You stole this Dan bag," the black-clothed young man asked coldly.

"No," the soul said in a deep voice, and he couldn't explain much about the sins he wanted to add, and he couldn't explain these things.

"Not? The stolen goods are in your house, don't you say? Joke," the young man in black asked rhetorically.

"You stole it," a young man in black behind him chimed in.

"Hehe, what else do you say?" Soul Yan sneered, he had nothing to say about such a false accusation.

"The sect stipulates that thieves cut off their hands, so don't blame us" The young man in black said with a strange smile, as if he had slaughtered Soul Yan as meat on a chopping board, and came towards Soul Yan with a sword.

Soul Yan was silent, his anger was about to explode now, in order to deal with himself, this person was really vicious, and he could even think of such a disposition, that Soul Yan still had something to say.

Zhuge saw the cold sword in the hands of the black-clothed young man coming towards Soul Yan, his heart rose to his throat, he had been standing behind Soul Yan silently, pulling the placket of Soul Yan's clothes and signaling him to leave quickly, but he knew that Soul Yan was clearly wronged.

But Soul Yan still stood motionless, not caring at all, seeing the black-clothed young man holding a cold sword and slashing down at Soul Yan's right arm, Zhuge Zhi's heart was raised to his throat, and his heart was full of cold sweat for Soul Yan.

"Rub"

"Bang"

When everyone only saw the black-clothed young man swinging his sword and slashing down, guessing the bloody scene. After a breath, an arc of blood crossed a bright red arc in the void, blood splattered, and his arm also flew to the side, drenched in blood.

The body of the cold sword flashed with a cold glow, and it was stained with a bewitching and eerie bright red.

"Ahh

Hearing that sound, when everyone came back to their senses, an incredible scene appeared in their eyes, the blood on the sword was not from Soul Yan, but from the young disciple in black, his body that was still intact just now and one arm was gone, and the blood flowed, and the long sword in his hand before had reached Soul Yan's hand at some point.

"This ・・・・・・" Everyone looked shocked, as if they had seen a ghost, and no one could see how Soul Yan did it.

"This is the fate of framing others" The voice of the soul word sounded in shock when everyone was still in shock, and the voice spread majestically.

"Okay, it's good" Zhuge was honest, he saw that Soul Yan was fine, and when he saw the appearance of the young man in black, he opened his mouth without thinking.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill him" The young man in black never thought that it would be like this, he really couldn't accept that the young man who was like an ant just now stood in front of him and waited for him to slaughter, but the result was like this, he endured the pain and yelled like crazy at the three or five people behind him, while his face was hideous and he crashed towards Soul Yan, and several people behind him were also ready to move towards Soul Yan.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead," Soul Yan snorted coldly and whispered.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge who had not yet applauded Soul Yan just now was stunned all of a sudden, the people around him had different mentalities, some were ready to watch the play, and some were worried about Soul Words, in their opinion, Soul Words were too reckless.

But after all, they can't see through the soul words, the soul words are not bullied by anyone who wants to bully, he will repay it, and a bloodshed today seems inevitable, but all that is left is the blood of the pug.

"Bang"

"Click"

"Bang"

The black-clothed young man pounced towards Soul Yan with a hideous face like a wolf, but he didn't even touch the placket of Soul Yan's clothes, he was kicked away by Soul Yan, and flew upside down and landed solidly, and at the moment of landing, there was a sound in his body that seemed to be bones shattering.

Soul Yan's kick came out at any time, but it was also sturdy, although the black-clothed young man was an outer disciple, but after all, he was a second-in-command, how could his body withstand the power of Soul Yan's foot as a cultivator of the Seal of the River, if Soul Yan had murderous intent, I am afraid that the young man would have already gone to report to something.

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