The Taishan disciple drew his sword angrily and pointed at Xia Li and the Zhan Xianmen disciples.

There was tension between the two sects in the council chamber.

Although the disciples of Zhan Xianmen are facing the master, they can't help but feel cold after learning the truth, and because of the master Xia Li, they all hold their swords with some hesitation, and Zhang Huang glances at each other in a daze, and then looks at Xia Li.

Xia Li's gaze swept over everyone beside him, and his teeth clenched, "What's the matter?

Feng Yizhi pondered again and again, and said, "Of course not, but we have to ask the Lord of the Summer Gate to come with us." ”

"You want to take me to your Mount Tai to ask for guilt?" Xia Li became more and more excited the more he said, "All the disciples of our Zhan Xianmen died, why do you come to ask for guilt?"

Feng Yizhi advised: "The real guilty is Xia Liancheng, I hope that the master of Xia Gate will distinguish between right and wrong, and don't make mistakes again and again." ”

Xia Li pointed at Feng Yizhi and smiled, "Feng Gongzi has a good method, a good method, take me to Mount Tai and imprison me, just wait for Liancheng to go to your heaven and earth net, right?"

"The Lord of the Summer Gate has a misunderstanding of me, if you don't believe me, you should also believe in our master. ”

"No way!"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Li stood up, the plaque above his head shook loose, and fell straight to the ground with a "bang".

He quickly pinched the sword and controlled it, and his sword moved in response, and suddenly pierced his heart and slammed into the plaque of "Mingde Weixin" behind him.

His blood was sprayed on the plaque, and those four words wept blood.

He gasped for his last breath and said, "Xia Li, I'm sorry, my ancestors, I'm sorry for the ...... passed down from my ancestors This plaque can only be repaid with his life......"

Then he collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes staring at each other and his pupils dilating.

Feng Yi was shocked, glanced at Xia Li's corpse, closed his eyes, and turned away.

He could only comfort himself: "This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy, if he dies, he will die, and he can't ask anything anyway." ”

"Master!"

The disciples of Zhan Xian Sect rushed to Xia Li's side and trembled at his snort.

Now the master of the door is dead, and the young master is missing again. Zhanxianmen, which had been established for more than 100 years, collapsed in an instant.

The disciple named Zhong Yong wiped away his tears, stood up, and said calmly: "The disciple of Zhan Xianmen listened to the order, cheered up, and sent the master on his last journey." ”

All the disciples replied in unison, "Yes, Senior Brother Zhongyong!"

Zhong Yong took off the door master token on Xia Li's waist and said loudly: "From now on, I will be the master of the Zhan Xian Gate. ”

The disciples looked at each other and hesitated for a moment before bowing: "Yes...... The master of the door. ”

Zhong Yong looked at Feng Yizhi, leaned over slightly, a trace of resentment flashed between his bows, and then said in a deep voice: "From now on, the Zhan Immortal Sect will only be the head of the Wuyue Horse, and assist Taishan in capturing the demon Xia Liancheng!"

When all the disciples heard this, they all said that the new official took office with three fires, and the new master of the door was going to extinguish the fire of the son of the previous master as soon as he took office, which was really surprising.

However, now that the evidence is conclusive, Zhong Yong's move is also a helpless move to save Zhan Xianmen's century-old reputation.

Zhong Yong said: "Quiet!

After speaking, he instructed his juniors and disciples to buy funeral items in an orderly manner and cleaned up Xia Li's body.

The disciples of Taishan were stunned, they didn't expect things to develop like this.

Wei Linyan looked at the busy Zhan Xianmen disciple and whispered, "This Zhong Yong seems to know more than Xia Li. ”

Cen Duxiao was so shocked by this change that she forgot to go back to the house, and looked at Xia Liyuan's wide eyes blankly, faintly uneasy.

These two inconsistencies have to be collected again.

The yin cha looked at Xia Li's fluttering soul, hesitated for a long time and refused to leave, could it be that he was unwilling to work overtime?

Xia Li had just left his soul, and the ghost's mind was confused, and he only jumped around the house like a headless fly.

The two yin cha fell into deep thought.

Yiyin said: "What should I do? This person has not finished his yang life, can he collect it?"

The other Yin Cha glanced at Feng Yizhi and sighed, "Hey, we shouldn't be here to get involved in this! ”

Cen Duxiao couldn't hear the conversation between the yin chas, only saw the two yin cha suddenly disappear into the ground, without taking Xia Li's soul with him.

At this time, the Weiyuan villager swallowed a mouthful of water inexplicably in his throat, choking him out of breath, only to see him lying on the ground and struggling in pain a few times before kicking his legs, fainting, and losing his breath.

Confused......

This person deceived the corpse to identify Xia Liancheng, and when he was done, he died again, which is really confusing......

Cen Duxiao rubbed her shoulders, just like the last time she was in Yaoxian Valley, her limbs were a little sore, and she knew that it would be okay to run into a bad luck.

She went back slowly, Mu Tong was still in the house, and she didn't have the heart to look at what was happening outside, she just watched her quietly, tucking the quilt for her for a while, and talking to her for a while.

"Hey, it's all my fault for being stupid, I can't scold, and I'm too weak......"

"Xiaoxiao, next time anyone provokes you again, I, I will definitely help you scold back, don't make your body angry. ”

"Feng Gongzi came to see you as soon as he came back from outside, I don't know if you saw it, he will definitely come back when he is done. ”

"He said that you always leave your soul like this, and the damage to your body is very great, what to do, he can't cure you......"

Mu Tong said without saying a word, she thought that Cen Duxiao's soul had been in the house all along.

Mu Tong is simple and kind-hearted, whoever treats her better, she will reciprocate, Cen Duxiao is the most important person to her besides her brother Mu Yuqiao.

Cen Duxiao was a little moved, and stepped forward and gently touched Mu Tong's head, "Silly girl, you are not weak, you are just docile and kind." ”

She tried to lie on her body, but she didn't have the sense of power that returned to her body, and her soul passed through her body.

Isn't it time yet?

She crouched beside her body with her head propped up, and could only continue to wait for the time to return to her soul.

Just when he was at a loss, Feng Yizhi came in.

He walked with a solemn expression and a dejected soul.

Seeing that he was in a state of distraction, Mu Tong left the house without asking too much.

Feng Yizhi muttered to himself, "Did I really do something wrong?"

He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Cen Duxiao lying on the bed, and said, "I originally just wanted to ask about Xia Liancheng's whereabouts, I didn't want to force Xia Li to death......"

Cen Duxiao pursed her lips, "It's not your fault, it's not something you can expect." ”

She looked at Feng Yizhi's self-reproachful expression, and she knew that he couldn't bear Xia Li's death.

She reached for his face, trying to smooth his deep-locked brow, and her palm carefully rested on his.

Feng Yizhi lowered his eyes and face, did not dodge, and seemed to be unaware of it.

He can't see, how can he perceive?

She caressed his silhouette with confidence and boldness, as if that would comfort him.

Search for fantasy small. Say Net 3W Point 7w X Point o rg Read the latest chapter of Rebirth of the Wear to the Ancient Demon King