Fu Linghua, the leader of the Heavy Hell Sect, quietly listened to the reports of the people below, and the master of the wooden hall repeated everything that had happened and the conversation with Chi Yi word for word.

"That's what he said?" After he finished speaking, Fu Linghua slowly asked, although what he said was a question sentence, but before the master of the wooden hall could answer, he sneered and continued to speak. "Are you in such a hurry to dissociate yourself from my sect? It's naïve. ”

The Wood Hall Master lowered his head and listened with bated breath, there was no interface.

The Heavy Hell Sect Master didn't care about his reaction, and after finishing speaking, he stared at him with lowered eyes and asked, "What about those weapons?" ”

"If the Muslim leader is concerned, his subordinates have tried all of them when they bought them, and they are indeed all divine soldiers who sharpen iron like clay." The master of the wooden hall replied.

"Good." The Heavy Underworld Sect Master nodded with satisfaction, and then asked him, "What's there?" ”

"There were forty in all, of which twenty were swords, ten knives, and ten daggers." The Hall Master replied quickly.

"Well, that's right, you can go and pick five handles first." The Heavy Underworld Sect Master said to him approvingly.

"Thank you, Master!"

The master of the wooden hall was immediately overjoyed, you must know that there are many internal structures of the Heavy Underworld Sect, in addition to the Tsing Yi Hall that directly belongs to the sect master, there are also six major halls.

The weapons bought from Chi Yi this time were all produced by Qin Shi System, although they were just some green equipment that Chi Yi couldn't look up to, but they were also much better than the weapons they carefully built. Fu Linghua attaches great importance to this, according to the Mu Tang Master's estimate, most of these weapons must be distributed to the Tsing Yi Tang, and the rest of the Tsing Yi Tang can be divided and fought for by the Six Halls. Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Linghua opened his mouth, he asked him to take away the five handles.

"Well, what about what Chi Yi asked you to hand over? Take it and show it to this seat. Fu Linghua snorted, and became curious about what Chi Yi asked him to hand over in his words.

When the Wooden Hall Master heard this, he immediately understood and untied the Chaos God Sword on his back, and handed it to him with both hands, "Qi Qi Sect Master, this is the Chaos God Sword." ”

"It's really extraordinary." Fu Linghua praised it, and as soon as his hand was raised, the sword lying quietly in the palm of the wooden hall master's hand shook like a spirit, and he jumped into Fu Linghua's hand. Fu Linghua grabbed the slender blade of the Chaos God Sword and pulled it out of its sheath with a little force.

"Huh!" The Chaos God Sword let out a clear roar under his hand, and without the isolation of the scabbard, with a ferocious aura of bloody killing intent, it suddenly rushed towards Fu Linghua, who was holding the hilt of the sword.

"What a miracle!" Seeing that the chaotic god looked like this, Fu Linghua laughed without being surprised. The power in the body was running, and the strength of holding the hilt of the sword increased, and the strong internal force that had been cultivated for decades continued to spit out from the palm of his hand, and he suppressed it towards the Chaos Divine Sword.

"Buzz!" The Chaos Sword kept vibrating under his hand, making a burst of unwilling clear sounds, and gradually the voice became weaker and weaker, and finally quieted down in Fu Linghua's palm.

"Congratulations to the Sect Master for winning this divine weapon!" Seeing this, the master of the wooden hall immediately congratulated Fu Linghua.

"Hahaha, it's really a spiritual sword! When the seat is supposed to run, you can have a divine soldier send it to the door when you sit in the house, hahahahahaha! ”

Fu Linghua sent the chaotic god back into the sheath, and stroked the sword body lovingly, and the master of the wooden hall also sent all kinds of obedient words in time with his eyebrows, and no one remembered that this was obviously the weapon that Chi Yi asked them to give to Ye Ze.

"And that peace charm, take it out and let me see it." Fu Linghua fiddled with it for a while, and when it was fresh enough, he thought of another thing, so he turned his head and commanded the master of the wooden hall.

"Yes." Hearing this, the master of the wooden hall reached out and rummaged through it in his arms, took out the red cloth bag and handed it to him.

Fu Linghua tore open the somewhat old cloth bag, only to see that it was a neatly folded yellow rune paper, he reached out and took out the rune paper, unfolded it and stared at the incomprehensible text on it for a long time, then folded it again and threw it back to the wooden hall master, "Since it was entrusted to you to hand it over, then you can take it to Ye Ze." ”

"Yes!" The master of the wooden hall took the rune paper and put it in the cloth bag and folded it, and then took it back into his arms.

"Although this Chi Yi is not interesting, he really has a lot of good things in his hands." Fu Linghua looked at the rune paper, picked up the Chaos God Sword again, his eyes flashed, "The Chaos God Sword used to give away people is so extraordinary, what about the ones he uses himself, and the ones that are distributed to his subordinates?" ”

Hearing this, the Mu Tang Master's eyes suddenly burst into light, and the greedy look in it could not be concealed, but the tone of his voice was very righteous and awe-inspiring, "It is simply an insult to the divine soldiers to use such a good weapon for the milky little cubs, and it is only suitable to put it in the hands of a master like the sect master." ”

"Don't say that, that Chi Yi is also an extremely outstanding handsome among young people." Fu Linghua grabbed the Chaos Sword and stroked it carefully, his attitude was careless, "What's more, he also has an immortal master who doesn't know what his origin is."

Fu Linghua said, thinking for a moment before instructing the Wood Hall Master, "Don't worry about Chi Yi for now, you go to see Qin Zhen again tonight, hand over the things to him, and go according to the plan." ”

"Yes!" The master of the wooden hall hurriedly responded with some excitement

When Ye Ze, who had been in the room for several days, suddenly received the peace charm handed over to him by the master of the wooden hall, which was claimed to be the one that Chi Yi said he had been carrying with him, he was at a loss.

Why didn't he remember when he had brought a peace charm?

But Ye Ze also knew in his heart that his younger brother would do this, so he didn't show this kind of affection, but calmly took the cloth bag and glanced at it and thanked the master of the wooden hall.

The Mu Hall Master's gaze turned on Ye Ze's face several times, and he talked to him again, but he really didn't see anything unusual before saying goodbye to Ye Ze with a smile and leaving.

And as soon as he went out, Ye Ze turned out the cloth bag again, held it in his hand and kept studying.

What exactly is this?

Like Fu Linghua, Ye Ze took the talisman and studied it several times but didn't find anything wrong. In the end, he could only hang this small peace charm around his neck with doubts.

Forget it, next time you have time to meet Ling'er, let's ask again. Ye Ze thought so, but a shadow was cast in his heart.

Although he is not good at intrigue, he is still keenly aware of the strange atmosphere in the sect recently, and he knows very well what this is. Most of the sect leaders are preparing to attack the various sects of the righteous path, and it is likely that their own younger brothers are involved.

It must be because of him again!

He's causing trouble for Ling'er again, isn't he? Ye Ze raised his hand to hold the peace charm hanging on his chest, his eyes gradually turned red, all kinds of thoughts in his heart turned around, and a thought faintly emerged from the bottom of his heart

A young man with a yellow complexion and a scholar's robe walked briskly on the official road near the capital with a package on his back, until he reached the deserted suburbs, stopped and breathed a sigh of relief, looked to the left and right, and raised his hand to touch his face.

"Qin Qian, I, Xiao Buqing, will definitely fight with you endlessly!" The young man, that is, Xiao Buqing gritted his teeth and whispered, his eyes were full of cold cruelty.

Xiao Buqing's life has been very bad in the past two days, and since he was convicted of killing Guo Sheng, his situation has become difficult in an instant. Not to mention the attitude of Lei Ke Xuanqingzi and Master Juexin, the Splendid Fairy has remained silent on this matter, while Qin Zhen spared no effort to ask that Xiao Buqing be taken away and handed over to the Tianhe Alliance for disposal.

The current head of the Tianhe League is him, and if Xiao Buqing is handed over to him, what kind of fate will happen can be imagined.

Of course, Xiao Buqing was unwilling to be killed, although Lake and Xuan Qingzi were a little surprised and puzzled that the cause of Guo Sheng's death had been found out so quickly, but after all, the finals were approaching, and Qin Zhen of the Tianhe Alliance was in a hurry, and gradually their attitude became looser.

After knowing that Lake planned to hand him over to Qin Qian, Xiao Buqing tried to escape without saying a word, after all, his martial arts level was much higher than this world, and Jin Yong's martial arts had many subtle methods, and after some thrilling, he really escaped from under the noses of several top masters of Lake Xuanqingzi.

He didn't run far from Gumu Villa, and Yi Rong planned to find a place to settle down near the capital first, observe the situation and find out Qin Zhen's movements, and find a way to clear his name.

But now that he is alone, and he is saddled with the infamy of murdering his brother, he can't even show up in the open, how can he investigate? Thinking like this, Xiao Buqing couldn't help but feel a little confused and depressed.

Just when he was standing on the side of the road and feeling down, he suddenly heard a series of delicate girl's laughter, the girl's voice was sweet and pleasant, as if it was sugary, just listening to her voice made people feel happy in their hearts.

"You scholar is so strange, it's going to be dark soon, why don't you hurry and keep standing here?"

Xiao Buqing was slightly startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction where the words came from, only to notice that there was a girl in a black dress sitting on the branch of the lonely tree next to him, the girl was petite and small, and she was shrunk on the tree in a black dress.

But how could Xiao Buqing, who has achieved martial arts, be an ordinary person, he has practiced the subtle internal skills in the Nine Yin True Scripture for many years, and has gained a lot of adventures to improve his skills, and now his internal skills can be called a hall.

Xiao Buqing He was sure that when he just walked here and stopped, there was absolutely no one on this tree!

Even if he had just lost his mind and was inattentive, according to common sense, if a girl passed by him and climbed a tree at such a close distance, he should never be unaware!

This girl is a master.

This thought flashed in Xiao Buqing's mind, and when he looked up at the girl again, his eyes became a little vigilant, staring at her carefully.

This is a very beautiful girl. Her appearance is as sweet and moving as her voice, her snow-white skin looks crystal clear against the background of the black skirt, a pair of watery apricot eyes, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, and every look in the eye wave is as if she is discharging electricity, plus red lips and teeth, there will be two sweet dimples on her face when she smiles.

If such a girl had met Xiao Buqing before, he would definitely have seized the opportunity to have a good chat, but now he was upset, and he had just escaped from Gumu Villa, and his whole nerves were tense, and everyone felt that something was wrong.