Wang Wei's method of being knocked down is the same as Wang Yue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe one who cut off Wang Wei's arm may not be a disciple of Yin Gefeng.

Wei Chishuo's report was concealed.

Mu Yizhen's eyebrows jumped uncontrollably.

Many pictures flashed in front of him, Wang Yue's bloodshot eyes, and the dead corpse of the missing disciple who had been squeezed out of the last trace of aura......

He turned a blind eye to Chen Jianwei who was walking around in the hall and pinched his eyebrows.

The cultivation is very high and the killing is decisive, who has such courage, who has such means? Didn't he have enough? Xuantianmen is already the largest sect in Shengzhou, what does this person want?

Mu Yizhen asked himself many questions, but he still couldn't think of answers.

This person was able to steal most of the records about blood cultivation long ago without everyone knowing, and he would definitely not be easily exposed. Now the burning of the mortar is like a gecko with a broken tail, and it seems to throw out a tail, but it has no clue.

The destruction of the classics, Mu Yizhen finally glanced at Chen Jianwei, if it wasn't for the fact that this thing was too tightly asked, he and Qingyun Zhenren would not have revealed it to this person.

It's just that Chen Jianwei is shallow-minded, and he really doesn't look like a suspect in the eyes of Mu Yizhen, but this matter can't be known only to the three of them. But who else can you talk to?

Mu Yizhen was speechless in an instant, he didn't know who else he could trust.

Yu Chishuo could see that Jiang Linxian was coming at him.

But why is that? I don't know him well.

Unlike Jiang Linxian, who had a warm smile on his face, Yu Chishuo, who had always appeared with a gentle and elegant face, had a rare straight face, which was slightly heavy.

The smile on Jiang Linxian's face was retracted.

It seems that what happened last night was not very good!

But that's right, it is said that a group of Yin Ge Feng disciples, who are known for their fierceness, were bluffed when they saw the rows of dead corpses nailed to the stone wall, and Yu Chishuo just had a stinky face, which was quite rare.

Jiang Linxian watched as the elders and the first seat left one by one, and the first seat of Yin Ge Peak gradually fell to the end, beckoning to let Yu Chishuo go over, and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

"You stay, let Qingyun Zhenren dispose of the corpse."

"Yes." Wei Chishuo's throat moved slightly, he didn't expect that Bi Ge would specifically tell him about this.

Seeing him hanging his head and his voice dull, Bi Ge knew that this disciple had a knot in his heart, and said, "Life and death are impermanent, you must always learn to look down on it." ”

Wei Chishuo whispered.

It's not that he can't accept death, but he still has some heart blockages. A few brothers who had only met two days ago died in an instant. Importantly, the killer may be hiding around them, pretending to be anxious and indignant.

The sad or angry scene of everyone in the main hall of Dianjiang Pavilion flashed in front of him, and a chill surged in Yu Chishuo's heart.

Bi Ge has always been strict, he is not a pleasant person, and he usually does not enlighten people, after saying this, there is really nothing to say, he waved his hand at Wei Chi and left by himself.

His figure drifted away with the wind and soon disappeared into the clouds.

Yu Chishuo looked at the back, turned around and walked towards the side hall of Qingyun Zhenren.

"Senior Brother Wei Chi!"

Jiang Linxian, who was still dozens of zhang away just now, had caught up behind him in an instant.

When Wei Chishuo turned around, he had already adjusted his facial expression: "What is the matter with Senior Brother Jiang?" ”

was able to get the news as soon as Yin Gefeng was dispatched, and followed with a dead face, and chased Uncle Chu Ke halfway. This person also always does things unexpectedly.

Jiang Linxian turned out to be a rare positive color, but there was still a smile on his face.

He looked at Yu Chi Shuo and said sincerely: "Senior Brother Wei Chi, I have some information about blood cultivation, I don't know if Senior Brother Wei Chi would like to hear it?" ”

Wei Chishuo pursed his lips and said: "The matter of blood cultivation is very important, Senior Brother Jiang can tell the elders of the sect, why do you tell me?" ”

Not to mention the sect master Lingxu Zhenren who is still in retreat, even with the power of the Jiang family alone, it is also the top ten families that swept Shengzhou. Jiang Linxian has clues, what are you looking for yourself?

"Unreliable." Jiang Linxian shook his head, "At this point, Senior Brother Wei Chi should have more say than me?" ”

Yu Chishuo took a breath.

What kind of eyes did this man have? Is it really a keen eye or is it insider information?

"What does Senior Brother Jiang mean by this?"

Jiang Linxian smiled slightly: "There is a matter that needs the help of Senior Brother Wei Chi. ”

Senior Brother Jiang was serious. The son of a junior family, his hands and eyes are up to the sky," Yu Chishuo sarcastically said to Jiang Linxian, "Where is there any need for people like us." ”

Wei Chishuo's attitude was not good, but Jiang Linxian was not angry about it.

Although Lingxu Zhenren is the sect master of Xuantianmen, he is still in retreat, and now the chaos of Xuantianmen is born, and the four kingdoms of Shengzhou are not peaceful, and the Jiang family also has its own position in these matters.

It's not a bad thing to know more information.

However, when he said that his hands and eyes were all over the sky, was he accusing himself of spying on Yin Gefeng's movements?

"Senior Brother Wei Chi, don't blame," Jiang Linxian sold his teammates after changing hands, "I have known Li Yu since I was a child, and he sent me some messages, sometimes just complaining about them. ”

Yu Chishuo was a little speechless.

Jiang Linxian actually sped on the dynamics of Yin Gefeng through Li Yu, a second fool?

Yu Chishuo felt that this matter might not really be blamed on the glove Lu Shen, and he could only say that he was not careful enough.

"Senior Brother Wei Chi," Jiang Linxian smiled again, "I think we can cooperate." ”

Yu Chishuo's eyes were a little confused when he looked at Jiang Linxian.

"Like-mindedness leads to the same thing. Senior Brother Wei Chi, am I absolutely sincere? ”

Yu Chishuo smiled, pointed his finger at Jiang Linxian, and then pointed at himself: "Have you any ambitions together?" Senior Brother Jiang, do you think we are possible? ”

"How can there be nothing impossible in the world?" Jiang Linxian raised his hand and straightened his sleeves, and gently spit out a few words: "God, wood, order." ”

Yu Chishuo's pupils shrank sharply.

Jiang Linxian waited for a while with a smile on his face before he said slowly: "The Shenmu Order is not only closely related to the Wei Chi family and the Jiang family, but also connected to the rise and fall of the Xuantian Gate. ”

"Senior Brother Wei Chi, now, can you answer some of my questions?"

Yu Chishuo "buzzed" in his head, but suddenly woke up when he heard this sentence.

Jiang Linxian actually exchanged the news in the name of the family, no, no, there is still something wrong.

After a night of stuffiness in the Dianjiang Pavilion, his head was a little drowsy, and Wei Chishuo shook his head before he looked at Jiang Linxian intently: "Why didn't Jiang Hanhe come to me?" Is this the meaning of the Jiang family, or the meaning of your Jiang Linxian? ”

Jiang Linxian smiled confidently: "What I mean, naturally, can also become the meaning of the Jiang family." ”

Family interests come first. As long as you do things well, you don't care what Jiang Hanhe does, you are the one who has the final say!

Wei Chishuo groaned slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, please come with me." ”

What happened in Qianyuntai, Yang Jun naturally didn't know yet.

When he concentrates on one thing, he is always extra focused.

For example, now, as soon as I am immersed in the exercises, my eyes will fall on the light of the aura of heaven and earth that is dotted around me like stars and fireflies.

The burning bonfire, the cauldron spewing thin aroma, all disappeared from his "sight".

Yang Jun's face fell silent, like this endless night and silent dawn.

After eating a few bites of meat, he snorted and drank a large mouthful of soup, and later, he was too lazy to take a spoon, and directly sucked water like a dragon sucking water, and a column of water rose from the pot and fell straight into his mouth.

He finished gnawing the last bone, drank the last mouthful of soup in the pot, and looked at Yang Jun who was sitting on a simple wooden bed.

The bonfire, which had not been filled with firewood for a long time, was only a little light, and a small flame was swaying, and it was about to be extinguished.

The real person of Yushan looked at Yang Jun, and his eyes were a little obscure.

He patted his round belly, put his hands under his belly, seemed to rub it gently, sighed, and his figure gradually faded away in hatred.

The breath of the real person in the cave gradually faded, and Yang Jun's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Any change in his breath was enough to tug at his tense nerves. However, because he did not perceive the danger, he did not wake up from the cultivation of entering the gods.

Today's fatal blow to the Tieli Bluemane Beast, the swing of the knife against Wang Wei, and the fit between the body and the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife were not comparable to three days ago.

In the darkness, Yang Jun's gaze seemed to sweep over every inch of his body and every vein.

With the influx of aura, the spore of spiritual light merges into the meridians from the pores, stays in the spiritual aperture, and follows the operation of Zhou Tiangong, flowing in the meridians of the whole body, penetrating the major acupoints.

After opening up the spiritual aperture, the former feeling of blockage is gone, and Yang Jun finally feels what it means to be unimpeded.

The body soaked in the medicinal juice still seems to have a little bit of medicinal heat, and the little aura absorbed by its own strength has not waited for a week to finish, just like a river in the desert, flowing and flowing, and disappearing into the sand.

Yang Jun was accustomed to this, but a familiar figure appeared dimly, which made him feel refreshed, but he always had a look of sleeping but not sleeping.

It's the same picture I saw yesterday. Houses, trees, a vague figure of a woman, and a hazy voice.

Yang Jun's eyelids blinked, but his eyes didn't open.

It seems that he suddenly became a thousand degrees of myopia, and his eyes were covered with a blurry cellophane, no matter how he wiped it, he couldn't erase the layer of fog in front of him.

Who are you?

What are you talking about?

What is this place?

The feeling of not being able to see was very bad, and Yang Jun gradually panicked in his heart. The shadow of death still hung over his head, but his heart was still not so big. It's not obvious on the face, but it can't tolerate the feeling of being out of his control. At the moment, he couldn't even open his mouth to ask questions, and these words were only swirling in his mouth.

It's too complicated to solve by yourself, and this body should always be completely controlled by yourself?!

Yang Junru fell into an illusion, but he himself was a bystander, like a fixed wandering spirit, unable to keep his eyes left and right, and he couldn't even raise his hand to wipe his eyes.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and his steady breathing gradually broke and became rapid.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was also experiencing a struggle in the illusion.

Yang Jun suddenly opened his eyes.

The bonfire in front of the bed burned out, and the real person of the mountain was nowhere to be seen. A faint light shone from the hole, and a few birdsong sounded in your ears.

Yang Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart palpitated. (To be continued.) )