Ling Zhi's slender figure trembled slightly, and a look of shock immediately appeared on her pretty face, and after standing for a moment, she said coldly, "Take him back to the pavilion!" ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao hurriedly used his spiritual power and held the man on his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feeling the chilling feeling on Ling Zhi's body, Ling Xue was cowardly and didn't dare to ask, so she had to temporarily suppress the curiosity in her heart and follow behind the two.

Although Xiaoyao is thin, it is easy to support this middle-aged man who is several laps older than him.

Xiaoyao carried all his spiritual power, reluctantly supported him, and flew all the way to Changfeng Pavilion, Ling Zhi was uneasy, and flew on the left side to help.

After a pavilion, Ling Zhi guided the leisurely rush to the Linxian Palace, although Ling Xue also wanted to go and see it together, but was drunk by Ling Zhi.

In the majestic Linxian Palace, the three elders in the pavilion and some sword master elders were already looking forward to it, waiting for the three of them.

When leaving Lang Middle City, passing by the mountain reception center of Changfeng Pavilion, Ling Zhi explained the matter concisely and asked him to inform the elders in the pavilion. Seeing that the disciples of the Changfeng Pavilion had fallen into such a deplorable and miserable situation, it instantly attracted the attention of the elders in the pavilion, so at this time, seeing those people in front of him who were frowning and anxiously waiting, Xiaoyao didn't feel anything.

Tong Yang's waist is as tall as a gun, standing majestically in the middle, looking around, and suddenly there is a sense of not being angry and self-righteous.

After Ling Zhi elaborated a little again, she stood aside with Xiaoyao and stopped talking.

The Dharma Spirit on the side stepped out, hurriedly instilling true qi for the man in front of him, and the pure aura slowly flowed from the Dharma Spirit, and the powerful palm flowed out, flowing into the Spirit Mansion along the specific veins in the man's body.

Everyone was silent, and after waiting for a while, they saw that the man's eyes were slightly open, although he still looked weak, but fortunately there was no major problem, so they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing everything in his eyes, he was very anxious, this person was the catcher of Baiyun Village, and now he ended up in this bleak appearance, could it be that something happened to Baiyun Village.

I wanted to ask a few times, but I finally held back.

Tong Yang groaned, with a look of concern in his eyes, and asked, "Bai Yuanwu, what happened, why did your spiritual cultivation be completely lost." ”

The eyes of everyone in the hall were focused on him, and when they heard that their spiritual cultivation was completely lost, the eyes of the elder swordsmen couldn't help but show a look of regret, but more curiosity.

Xiaoyao's heart was awe-inspiring, it turned out that his name was Bai Yuanwu, and it seemed that he was indeed a disciple of Changfeng Pavilion, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of being wronged that day. He hated the ignorant county magistrate and his nephew who did evil, but he didn't have much affection for this head catcher who was just acting on orders, but because of his upright temperament, he had a faint good impression.

Hearing this, Bai Yuanwu's thin body trembled violently after passing through the wind and rain on the road, and his words were slightly choked, and after a long time, he reluctantly said, "After the disciple was sent to Baiyun Village to serve as the head catcher, he was not used to seeing the confused county official arbitrarily adjudicating the case, so he repeatedly disagreed, and the county official had a nephew, who was already unaccustomed to it, so he found a strange evil person with a suspicious heart, and injured me while I was unprepared." ”

Coughing a few times, he slowed down his strength a little, and then continued, "They were originally afraid of their disciple's identity as a disciple of Changfeng Pavilion, and they wanted to kill their disciple, but in the end, because the disciple struggled to resist, they were able to escape. Due to his injuries, his disciple's spiritual cultivation was also lost, and he had no choice but to beg all the way back to Langzhong City. After speaking, Bai Yuanwu tilted his head as if he had a deep meaning, and glanced at Xiaoyao who was standing aside.

Because the long-term hatred of the past was all aroused, Xiaoyao was already full of indignation, and his teeth were clenched, if it weren't for good luck, maybe he would have returned to the loess by now.

"How can it be?" When Tong Yang heard this, he shouted angrily, and everyone could feel the majestic spiritual power that permeated the tiger body of the sect elder.

"Bai Yuanwu, do you know where those evil people who besieged you came from?" Elder Xuanfeng, who was standing on the side, asked urgently, his manic and furious expression was also overflowing.

Bai Yuanwu coughed a few times again, and then a look of resentment was revealed in his eyes, and the dusty hatred was instantly pulled up several times, and he said hatefully, "Although they have covered it up, the disciples can still recognize the evil miasma spirits they are used to, if the disciples are not mistaken, they should be the people of the ghost bee." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao was a little stunned, he had never heard of such a sect of evil forces, turned his head to look at Lingzhi, and found that the girl frowned, and a cold look suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, and looked at Tong Yang again.

This time, Tong Yang was not angry, and there seemed to be a look of forest between his eyes, and he was murderous, snorted coldly, and said yin, "It's the Red Moon Sect again." ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao frowned, and couldn't help but be confused, wondering what connection this ghost bee had with the Red Moon Sect.

"Sect Elder, this Red Moon Sect has made many provocations, and we must not tolerate it anymore. These five sides of the heavenly war ....... As soon as the white robe was raised, it was gifted, but it seemed that something was wrong, and the second half of the sentence choked.

"Chengxuan, you take Yuanwu down to breathe first." Tong Yang's face was like water, and he commanded lightly.

Bai Yuanwu gave a slight salute, and then was supported by the sword master in the pavilion.

After seeing the two of them leave, Tong Yang's complexion returned to the color of ruthlessness, and he said coldly, "We must talk to Yin Xingxiu about this matter, but at this time, we have to discuss it well, if there is anything, just wait for Yuan Wu to breathe well!" ”

"Lingzhi, Xiaoyao. Go down first. Remember not to let other disciples know about it at this time, otherwise it will cause a riot. Tong Yang turned his head and said to the two.

After the two of them gave a salute and retired, they also walked out of the Linxian Palace.

"Senior Sister Lingzhi, why does this ghost bee have something to do with the Red Moon Sect?" After walking out of the hall, Xiaoyao asked puzzled.

Ling Zhi looked cold, and said coldly, "This Red Moon Sect is all over the Five Directions Human Realm, in order to better control the evil spirit aliens, the Red Moon Sect has set up many rudder forces, and this ghost bee is one of them. ”

Suddenly, he sighed in his heart, this Red Moon Sect is so powerful that even Changfeng Pavilion must not be able to catch up.

Immediately, his mind was filled with curiosity, and he couldn't help but be curious when he recalled the half sentence that Elder Shui Feng hadn't finished just now. The 'Five-Party Heavenly War' echoed in my mind for a long time and could not be dissipated.

Seeing Ling Zhi's unhappy expression, it was obvious that she was still resentful of the Red Moon Sect, so she couldn't make inquiries, so she had to suppress her curiosity and put her mind on the competition that would be waiting for the meeting.