Chapter Seventy-Five: Joy and Sorrow
The Mo Yu Sect, today's sect is exceptionally quiet, except for a few disciples who are cleaning, there is no one. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the sect, which frightened several female disciples who were sweeping the floor!
The people of the Wild Lang Pavilion are here? This thought couldn't help but pop up in the minds of several people, and the reason was very simple, because the contradiction between the Mo Yu faction and the Crazy Lang Pavilion had been entangled for a long time, and this was what the master told them from the time they came in.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the hearts of several female disciples were getting heavier and heavier.
Now there are only about 30 people in the sect, and the deputy head of the sect has come down the mountain with more than a dozen junior sisters, and now the Crazy Lang Pavilion is coming, which is undoubtedly dangerous for them.
"Ahh It's finally back! "I didn't see anyone, but I heard the voice of a little girl, which reached the ears of several people.
"It's the deputy head who is back!"
A few female disciples who were sweeping the floor immediately knew that this was the deputy head of the sect who had come back from the mountain with the senior sisters, and hurriedly shouted to the people of the sect.
All the women poured out for a while, most of them were relatively young girls, and many of them were women in their twenties.
"Deputy Boss, you're back!"
"You're finally here, deputy head!"
"Did you bring anything with you?"
Everyone came to the side of the deputy head and the dozen or so people behind her, asking about what strange things they encountered when they went down the mountain this time.
At this time, a middle-aged woman of the same age as the deputy head came slowly, saw a group of people standing there, didn't know what they were doing, and then coughed lightly, and in an instant, the sound of the original wave stopped.
"Master!"
When the deputy head heard a light cough, he immediately took a few steps forward, came to her side, and said very happily: "Master, I brought it back this time!" ”
The middle-aged woman showed a hint of joy and said, "Come in with me!" ”
"Good!" The deputy head followed the middle-aged woman a few steps, then turned his head and said to the mature royal sister Xiao You: "Xiao You, you come too!" ”
"Yes!"
Xiao You immediately followed, and went to the head's room with the two main and deputy heads of the Mo Yu faction.
The three of them entered the room, and the deputy head immediately said to the middle-aged woman: "Master, we got the Yan Dragon Fruit this time!" ”
The middle-aged woman glanced at Xiao You, who was standing there, and then said to the deputy head: "Yili, between you and my sisters, there is no need to call me the head if there is no outsider." ”
The head of the Mo Yu faction is named Situ Han, and the deputy head is named Wu Yili, where they came from, no one knows where the disciples of the Mo Yu faction come from.
"Okay, palm... Sister Han. Wu Yili hurriedly changed her words, and then continued: "Sister Han, it was really not easy to get the Yanlong Fruit this time, and I almost killed the old dog of the Crazy Lang Pavilion. ”
As he spoke, he took out a wooden box and handed it to the head of the house, Situ Han, when Situ Han got the wooden box and slowly opened it, he saw that there was indeed a dragon fruit inside, bright red and bright, and it kept flashing and flashing.
Situ Han closed the wooden box, and then asked Wu Yili, "Have you met someone from the Crazy Lang Pavilion?" Are there any injuries? ”
Wu Yili smiled and said excitedly: "Injured? None of our disciples were injured, but all the people in the Crazy Pavilion died! ”
Situ Han was shocked and said in surprise: "What! All the people in the Crazy Pavilion are dead? Our disciples were not injured? This... This..."
"Incredible, right?" Wu Yili smiled, and then said, "There is a master who helps, and this spirit fruit is also given to us by that master." ”
Helping others? Situ Han was quite surprised, so he asked, "What the hell is going on, you can tell me quickly." ”
Wu Yili told each other, did not hide anything, how to save Xiaoyou and the four of them, how to kill all the people of the Crazy Lang Pavilion, and got the spirit fruit alone, and then divided one to them, and told Situ Han everything, not daring to add oil and vinegar.
After hearing this, Situ Han couldn't help but sigh and said: "This person is the great benefactor of our Moyu Sect, not only saved the disciples of our sect, but also gave a spirit fruit, and also killed so many people from the Crazy Lang Pavilion, this person must be grateful in the future!" ”
"We have to thank this person, and this person's strength is beyond imagination, I can't see what kind of realm it is, he didn't use a trace of internal force, he used a sword all the time, killing frantically there." Wu Yili couldn't help but feel a little jealous when she thought of Mo Bai frantically slaughtering the people of Crazy Langge that day.
Situ Han frowned slightly, seeing her appearance, Wu Yili of course knew what she was thinking, and then said with a smile: "Sister Han, don't worry, I'm here with this person's contact information!" ”
Situ Han glanced at Wu Yili in surprise.
......
On the other side, in the Wild Lang Pavilion, a middle-aged man was anxiously walking back and forth, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
This person's name is Hu Kui, and he is the pavilion master of the Crazy Lang Pavilion.
"Why haven't you come back yet?" Hu Kui was very anxious to himself, it can be seen that he is already an ant on the hot pot.
"Could it be...!" Hu Kui thought of the phone call that Elder Sha had given him before, saying that there was a mysterious person who wore a skull mask and killed more than a dozen disciples of their Crazy Lang Pavilion, could it be that all the people of Crazy Lang Pavilion died this time?
Thinking of this, Hu Kui hurriedly took out his phone and called Elder Sha.
"The phone you dialed is turned off..."
There was a standard sound of the other party turning off the phone in the mobile phone, and when Hu Kui heard this voice, he immediately panicked and immediately left his room.
"Elder Qiao, gather all the disciples and gather on the martial arts training ground!" Hu Kui came to Elder Qiao's room and said to an old man in his prime.
"Yes!" The old man, Elder Qiao, hurriedly responded.
Hu Kui turned out of the room and came to the martial arts training ground, and at this time, the disciples of the Crazy Lang Pavilion all came to the martial arts training ground one after another.
Soon there were all the people, and there were as many as a hundred people, Hu Kui stood in front of them and said loudly: "The people that Elder Sha took away a few days ago, as long as there are all the people you know, call me!" Don't miss a single one! ”
As soon as the words fell, all the disciples took out their mobile phones and called the people they knew, but after a few minutes, no one could get through, and all of them were turned off.
Hu Kui realized the seriousness of the situation at this time, and it is estimated that the disciples brought by Elder Sha this time have all died in the Black Forest Mountain, dead at the hands of the mysterious skull mask man.
At this time, the other three elders of the Wild Lang Pavilion came to Hu Kui's side and hurriedly asked, "Pavilion Master, what happened?" Do you want your disciples to call? ”
Hu Kui glanced at them helplessly, and said rather sadly: "This time, Elder Sha took dozens of disciples to look for the spirit fruit, I'm afraid he will never come back!" ”
"What!"
The three of them asked incredulously with their eyes wide open at the same time.
Hu Kui frowned slightly, and said slowly: "A few days ago, Elder Sha called me and said that all of his night team had been killed, and only one person was alive to report the news.
"Who the hell is it? Whoever dares to kill us in the Wild Lang Pavilion! Elder Qiao said with annoyance.
Hu Kui shook his head and said very distressedly: "I don't know who it is, I only know that he wears a mask of a skull, so let's call him a skull man for the time being." ”
"Skeleton Man!" The three elders underestimated him, and Elder Qiao said very unhappily: "It doesn't matter if he has a skull or not, I must break him into ten thousand pieces!" ”