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Jiang Linxian's heart was like a drum, thumping.

He raised his eyes and cautiously looked directly at the real person of Yushan, and saw that the eyes that were full of smiles just now and seemed a little cloudy suddenly were like sword light in the dark night, bright and sharp.

The corners of the upturned lips of the real person have not been put down, and the face is still full of wrinkles, but it has not weakened the fierceness in his eyes in the slightest.

Jiang Linxian didn't hesitate at all, and immediately confessed: "The disciple just received the news that Yin Ge Feng Wei Chi Shuo has found the Blood Cultivation Cave in a valley in the northeast of the Phantom Thunder Sea, as well as the ninety disciples who are missing. ”

Sure enough, in the northeast of the Phantom Thunder Sea, the missing disciple should be a corpse? Yang Jun was a little surprised, those people didn't destroy the corpse and left the corpse. Moreover, aren't there eighty-three missing?

Yang Jun bit his jaw and asked, "Aren't there eighty-three disciples, how can there be ninety people?" ”

"There are also five disciples of Yin Ge Peak and two disciples of Zhiyun Peak who went to investigate."

It's a disciple of Yin Ge Peak and a disciple of Zhiyun Peak, this Liang Zi is really big.

Yang Jun shut up and said no more.

Jiang Linxian saw that there was nothing to ask about the real people in Yushan, so he bowed down and retreated.

"Go ahead." The real person of Yushan instantly regained the appearance of a friendly elder, and waved his hand casually, "Look, I haven't left you to eat yet, next time I have the opportunity to talk to the mountain people." ”

By the way, he also buried Yang Jun: "That kid is boring!" ”

Jiang Linxian glanced at Yang Jun who was pouting out of the corner of his eyes, and turned around and walked out of the cave.

"Ahh

As soon as Jiang Linxian came out of the cave, he hurriedly stepped on the spiritual sword and walked away, the fluctuation of spiritual power was transmitted into the cave, and the real person of Yushan lay down on the grass pile and sighed heavily.

Yang Jun looked at the soles of his feet and asked, "Don't you go to see the excitement?" ”

The real person of Yushan snorted coldly: "It's nothing more than a dead person, what's so lively and beautiful?" ”

Yang Jun: ...... Anyway, if you are your disciples and grandchildren, can't you have a little love from your elders?

But those people dare to put the dead bodies out, and they are really arrogant and arrogant to the extreme.

Yang Jun continued to add firewood to the bottom of the pot, and asked casually: "Old Ancestor, the Phantom Thunder Sea is not far from here, those people are messing around with your old nest, and you don't notice it at all?" ”

The real person of Yushan was on fire, and sat up from the stone platform: "I live in a simple place, and I am not an immortal, what can I know?" ”

Yang Jun shook his head.

In fact, he felt that the real people of Gangshan might not have lived in this cave a few years ago. Because when he first arrived at this cave that night, he found that it was not the slightest popularity.

Yang Jun felt strange at that time, even if the real person of Yushan had been away for nearly half a month because of the martial arts test of Ling Chushan, he would not be so desolate as this.

The pot was steaming, and the steam heated Yang Jun's face.

The soup was already white, and the real people of Yushan didn't need Yang Jun to get up and eat by themselves.

He pulled out the spoon and stirred it into the pot.

Yang Jun sniffed and began to meditate.

"Stinky boy, you don't want to eat?"

Yang Jun shook his head again and again when he thought that he had just crawled out of that pot today.

"Nope. Enjoy it for yourself! "Eating isn't necessary for him anyway.

The real person of Yushan laughed: "Didn't you wash it yourself, what are you afraid of!" ”

Yang Jun sighed in his heart. Ancestor, your nephews and grandchildren have died dozens of times, and it doesn't affect your appetite at all?

"Stinky boy, let me tell you, you really don't dislike it." The real person of Gangshan drank the soup with his mouth open, "It's too late to dislike it, you know?" ”

Yang Jun didn't speak. What do I know about me?

But the next moment he was agitated, and he almost fell to the ground.

What does it mean that the real person of Gangshan said that he was really too late to dislike it? Isn't that what you think? Aren't you the first person to sit in this pot?

As soon as Yang Jun thought of this, and then recalled the scene when he fished meat from the pot and ate happily a few days ago, his throat was blocked. At the same time, it is even more regrettable that Jiang Linxian couldn't drink this pot of extremely delicious broth!

It's hard to feel good, and Yang Jun is not ready to let it go, Gangshan Zhenren.

"You've just died ninety nephews! Can you still eat meat? ”

The action of the real person chewing meat did not pause at all, and he glanced at him with disdain: "How old am I, Shanren?" You've seen more dead people than you've ever seen alive! ”

Yang Jun had nothing to say. I only know that "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice", and I have never heard that you can boast of how long you live with the dead and alive you have seen.

But inexplicably, Yang Jun felt that the words of the real person of Yushan were indescribably desolate.

As the last person in his generation, the real person of Gangshan did watch one after another people die.

When people get old, there are more things to experience, and there are fewer things that can arouse emotions.

"Eh, how old are you?"

The real person of Yushan stared: "Get out!" ”

Of course, Yang Jun couldn't really get out, and he asked again: "Old Ancestor, do you know that you have long known that eighty-three disciples have died?" ”

He didn't bother to say anything this time, and snorted coldly in reply.

Yang Jun suddenly became a little curious about the source of the information about the real people in Gangshan. I only heard about it from Gu Jiuxin today, where did I get the news from the real people of Yushan?

He doesn't seem to have shown up for many years, but in fact, he has always been in contact with people in the sect?

"Ancestor, the lair of blood cultivation is not far from here—"

"Shut up! I don't let people eat! Listening to Yang Jun's old story, the real person of Yushan glared at him hatefully, "How close, how close?" Besides, the Phantom Thunder Sea is still close to Yinge Peak and Zhiyun Peak! There are so many of them, why didn't they find out? ”

Yang Jun pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The cave where the two of them are now is at the junction of Qidou Mountain and Biwu Mountain. To the northwest is the Yinge Peak of Qidou Mountain, and to the southeast is the Luoyu Peak of Biwu Mountain.

Speaking of which, the Phantom Thunder Sea is between the four peaks of Yin Ge, Shenmu and Zhiyun and Luoyu, and the distance from the four peaks is comparable.

The Phantom Thunder Sea is a place where the Iron Li Bluemane Beast gathers, and from time to time there are disciples who go to hunt beasts, but the surrounding mountains, forests and wilderness are inaccessible because it is the junction of the four peaks. It makes sense for Blood Cultivator to choose this place.

Yang Jun saw that the real person in Yushan was in a bad mood, so he let him eat alone, got up and went to his wooden bed to meditate and practice.

These days are under the nose of the real person of Yushan, he has not had the opportunity to cultivate with Yin and Yang Ruyi Jue, the process of gathering spiritual energy is very slow, and the dantian is still empty.

Yang Jun also thinks that this can't be done, Yin and Yang Ruyi Jue must be used!

Yang Jun and the real people of Yushan were not very happy in this room, and several heads and the first seat in the side were also fighting.

Two rows of lights were lit in the main hall of Dianjiang Pavilion in the middle of the night, illuminating the entire hall as if it were day.

Xuantianmen has been in place since the sect leader Heng Yizhen went to the elders and the heads of the ancestors.

Chen Jianwei didn't get a single bit of news for several days, and he was already holding back the fire in his heart.

The first time the incident happened, it was his disciple Wang Yue who made trouble, and this time there was another Wang Wei.

He looked at Wang Wei, who was spread out like a dead corpse with broken arms on the ground, and he was angry.

The surname Wang was promoted to the second hated surname of Chen Shouzao!

The first is, of course, the surname Bi!

Yin Ge Peak! Bigo! This surnamed Bi, how can he be everywhere!

Chen Jianwei pointed to Wei Chishuo standing under the hall and asked Bi Ge in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Bi, what do you mean by this?" Conceal it and don't report it! ”

"You already knew that Wang Wei had a problem, why didn't you say it! Why don't you tell me! ”

Chen Jianwei's voice shook the sky, and the firelight flickered.

Everyone looked at Chen Shouzuo, whose face was flushed with excitement.

If he really knew about it a long time ago, Bi Ge Bi concealed it and did not report it. It's not a good reputation to act like that.

The first person of Panyun Mountain, Hong Yizhen, silently patted the chair under the seat, remembering the news reported by his disciple Gu Jiuxin. It was not the Yin Ge Feng disciple who cut off Wang Wei's arms, but Chu Ke, and the Yin Ge Feng disciple had been following Wang Wei for a long time.

Hongyi Zhenren threw a blanket glance at Bi Ge.

Bigo's right thumb rubbed against the wrench on his left hand and did not speak.

Yu Chishuo stood up, saluted Chen Jianwei deeply, and said, "Uncle Chen's words are wrong. The matter of tracking Wang Wei was done privately by the disciple, and the master did not know about it. The disciple was only slightly suspicious, and he couldn't do anything, so he didn't dare to disturb his uncle's sight. And in order not to cause discord between the two peaks, the disciple did not inform the master. ”

That is, he took the matter of stalking Wang Wei on himself, and he had nothing to do with Bi Gefu.

Chen Jianwei's eyes were like swords, and he shot sharply at Yu Chishuo.

At the same time, there is also the momentum and coercion from the Martial King.

Wei Chishuo stared at the two eyes, sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead, but he stood stiffly, motionless.

It's embarrassing for a junior, it's really not good-looking.

Chen Jianwei looked back at Bi Gefu suddenly, and saw that the person was indifferent.

"Good, good!" His face turned from red to blue, and Chen Jianwei was so angry by Bi Ge's attitude that his face turned pale.

He shouted, "I didn't say it four days ago because I was afraid of disturbing my vision." And what about today? Don't you let me know if something happens? If I'm not mistaken, this is the sole responsibility of this one?! ”

Wei Chishuo opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Chen Jianwei took the first step to block his words: "What are you going to say, Wang Wei attacked your Yin Ge Peak disciple, are you looking for him to take revenge?" It's not about Bigo? ”

Wei Chishuo hung his head and bowed again: "The disciple is derelict in his duties, please punish the sect master and the master." ”

Chen Jianwei was angry again. Please punish the sect master and Bi Ge, this disciple didn't take himself seriously at all!

He turned to Bi Ge Fu: "Senior Brother Bi, that's how you teach your disciples?" ”

Chen Jianwei was finally able to burn his anger on Bi Ge's head.

Even if Yin Gefeng's disciples acted in private, Bi Ge was also responsible for negligence.

On that day, there was a word in this hall that the matter involved the disciples of Yunfeng, and the general leader Chen Jianwei investigated the matter.

Although each of the first deities privately sent their disciples out to investigate, they didn't really touch the door.

What's more, who would really believe that this matter was Wei Chishuo's decision alone?

Bi Ge was still not in a hurry, and said in a slow tone: "Yes, I did hide it and didn't report it. ”

There was a moment of silence in the hall. (To be continued.) )