When Xia Li saw him like this, it was not easy to dig deeper, in a sense, Wu Changkang himself was also a victim.

"The lost child that day......" Xia Qian pondered for a while, and felt that eight or nine were not far from ten.

"You should have guessed that ten years ago, the child was four years old, and now, the child is fourteen years old......"

Wu Changkang glanced at Hua Zinan lying on the ground from a distance:

"Although this matter started by her, she probably didn't know anything, when we found her, she was still in the realm of Hualan Sect, hiding in a tree and sleeping, who would have thought that because of her, hundreds of innocent people were slaughtered in just half a day......

"It's not this kid that's wrong, it's us adults hahahaha!"

Wu Changkang buried his face deep in his hands, full of endless guilt and self-blame.

"Then ...... the commander of the Qingjia Guard at that time?"

"It's Hua Wenhong! Hua Tiancheng's eldest son! and now the head of the Hua family!" Wu Changkang suddenly revealed his blood-red eyes, and his entire face was distorted by anger:

"If all the people in this matter are guilty, he is the one who is most guilty!"

Xia Li was taken aback, although he knew that the Qingjia Guard Commander must be positioned with high power, but he didn't expect that this person was actually the current head of the Hua family, and in the future, he would become the sect master of the Hualan Sect after Hua Tiancheng!

No wonder Wu Changkang has never given Hua Zilong and Hua Zifeng a good face during training, there is such a reason.

"Someone's coming——!!!!"

Suddenly, a terrible cry rang out around the camp, and all the deacons and disciples suddenly became alert!

"Huazitang is with me, and the rest of the deacons form a circle to protect all the disciples!"

Wu Changkang said, his whole body was full of vitality, and he rushed to the place where the voice came from!

"Good!"

Hua Zitang agreed, and he followed him. The surrounding disciples quickly gathered together, crowding people to try to reduce the area as much as possible, so that the surrounding deacons could have a smaller defensive range.

"Little Ion!

Xia Li was standing far away from the center of the camp because he had a long talk with Wu Changkang just now, and he was seriously injured and inconvenient, so his movement at this time was quite slow.

"Whew——!"

Suddenly, a scream rang out from the woods!

"Beware!" Of course, the deacons of the Spirit Gathering Realm had smart senses, but they were also very far away from Xia Li at this time, and it was difficult for them to help!

"Bell ——!"

I saw Xia Li turn sideways, and his two fingers struck in the middle of the black shadow that flew by, and with one blow, the iron weapon flew out!

"Stinky boy!

"Master—you're awake!!"

Hao Yan's voice resounded through Xia Li's sea of knowledge, and the surprise attack just now was obviously Hao Yan instantly manipulating his body to help him stop him.

I saw that the black shadow catapulted on the ground several times, and then slowly revealed its true face, it was actually a slender piercing nail, if it was really nailed to the back of Xia Li's head just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Boy, tell me what happened after I passed out—"

......

"Help——!! is there anyone!!"

A young man's left arm was stained with blood, and he fled anxiously in the dense fog-shrouded forest!

"Knock! knock!"

The two figures landed with the wind, it was Wu Changkang and Hua Zitang who rushed over, both of them were the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and they were the strongest among the accompanying deacons this time.

"Hua Zifeng, what's wrong with you!" Hua Zitang shouted, freezing the mind of the young man in front of him.

This outlaw boy is actually so handsome Hua Zifeng, it really makes people unexpected, I really don't know how he, a paper tiger with no appearance, survived in the dense forest in the past few days.

"Instructor, Instructor!!Save my big brother!Please! He let me escape! Hold back the enemy! If you don't rush over, he's going to die!"

Hua Zifeng's eyes were full of tears, and at this time, where did he still have the usual appearance of being a powerful man.

Wu Changkang and Hua Zitang glanced at each other, and then they ran in the direction where Hua Zifeng fled-

"The camp is ahead! Run ahead, the deacons of the camp will take care of you!"

With that, a gust of wind enveloped the two of them and set them forward! It took them a full dozen breaths for the two of them to finally see some figures in the thick fog!

"Ahhh——!!hh

A shirtless teenager screamed at the sky, his whole body showing a strange red color, and there were blood-colored lines under his skin that pulsated with his breathing.

This son is Hua Zilong, and he is using his life for strength.

In front of him were two assassins wrapped in black!

"Hua Zilong!

Hua Zitang touched Hua Zilong's back with a flash, this time he wouldn't make any more mistakes on the practice field, only to see him slash at Hua Zilong's neck with a palm knife, which immediately made the crazy teenager faint.

I have to say that Hua Zilong, as the first genius of the Hua family in a hundred years, coupled with the power of the mad injury, actually resisted these two opponents of the Gathering Spirit Duotian in a short period of time, although he himself was also seriously injured, large and small wounds were densely covered in his body, and there were two flying knives inserted in his arms and lower abdomen.

"Little boy, what kind of ability is it to bully children!"

Wu Changkang's vitality gathered in his hand, and the Qinglan Sword was instantly held in his hand!

Although Hua Zilong is the son of Hua Wenhong, Wu Changkang also understands that Hua Wenhong's sins should not be borne by his son, so he also took out all his strength to fight the enemy at this time.

On the other side, Hua Zitang was surrounded by a storm, condensed into Qinglan armor, wrapped Hua Zilong around his back, and the vitality in his fists gathered, and the two crazy Lan Po were ready to go!

"Go ——!"

The two men in black ran away! Facing the deacon of the Hualan Sect of the Eightfold Heaven of Gathering Spirits, how could their cultivators of the Gathering Spirits Twofold Heaven resist?!

"Where to go!"

Since they had already arrived, there was no reason for these two people to escape! I saw Hua Zitang's fists gathering momentum and Crazy Lan broke out! Like two missiles, he aimed at the two people who were trying to escape!

"Boom ——!!!"

Unlike Hua Zinan, a person who has just entered the Gathering Spirit and can only release this move at close range, Hua Zitang is one of the geniuses and elites who have a large number of families, and the realm of the Gathering Spirit Eight Heavens has greatly expanded his striking surface, even if Crazy Lan Po is out of his hand dozens of feet away at this time, it will not affect the power of this move at all!

"Ah——!h

The two figures were thrown high, and the violent vitality mixed with the air, exploding in an instant, and countless raging wind blades cut through the clothes of the two, bringing up a large area of blood!

"Empty ——!"

At this time, the Qinglan sword in Wu Changkang's hand let out a wild roar, and suddenly stretched into a three-zhang long sword, and took the heads of the two people with one sword!

"Poof!"

I saw that one of the two thieves was beheaded, and the other was beheaded, and the body protection vitality of the two heavens could not protect them at all, and the blood was thrown down from the air like a long river!

Qinglan is a sword, and it is extremely powerful!