Master, will it be Master?

Li Mu himself didn't know why he was suspicious of Leng Zhong. In his opinion, looking at Qiongshan, it seems that the only person who can make Xiao Mo jealous is Leng Zhong.

In Li Mu's heart, Leng Zhong is also unstoppable, very mysterious, he has entered Qiongshan by himself, and he has never seen his master a few times.

"How can I doubt Shizun? how could he kill his own apprentice. It's a bit of a rebellion to think so. ”

"Yes, it's not a master, it must not be a master, how can there be a reason for a master to kill an apprentice, Li Mu, Li Mu, what are you thinking?"

"If it's really Shizun, does he have any motive for killing? Why did he attack Eighth Senior Brother? ”

Li Mu's thinking was divergent, and he thought of a lot of things in an instant, knowing that it was wrong to doubt his master, but he just couldn't control it and think over there.

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but start analyzing Leng Zhong, before he came to the fifth peak, the latter had a total of eight apprentices, Xiao Moli was the eighth apprentice, the seven apprentices in front, some were killed, some were missing, none of them survived, and now, the eighth senior brother is also missing.

Every disciple of the Fifth Peak is a supreme genius, but it seems that everyone can't live long.

No, the senior brother is dead, and the second senior brother is dead······· The seventh senior brother is dead, and the eighth senior brother is dead, so next, isn't it me?

How did the first seven senior brothers die, and why did they die one by one? Li Mu's heart was cold, and he suddenly felt that there was a great terror in the fifth peak.

Seven senior brothers, seven war slaves, is it ······ Li Mu's pupils shrank suddenly.

thought of something that made him creepy, seven senior brothers, seven war slaves, how could there be such a coincidence.

Could it be ······

The seven war slaves are the seven senior brothers, and the more Li Mu thinks about it, the more he feels cold.

If this is really the case, then the eighth senior brother, wouldn't he also have to be refined into a war slave. And me, I'm Lao Jiu, the close disciple of Shizun, will I also become a war slave?

Nine apprentices, nine war slaves. He didn't know what happened to the other seven senior brothers, but Xiao Moli and his situation, Li Mu knew very well, he and the eighth senior brother's physical bodies were the strongest among their peers, which completely matched the conditions for refining war slaves.

Yes, Leng Zhong's purpose in accepting apprentices is not to accept apprentices, nor is it for the inheritance of Qiongshan, but to refine war slaves.

This is also the reason why other peaks are thriving, but the fifth peak is scarce.

Just imagine, no matter what mountain it is, even if there are few disciples, there should be some deacon elders, and even if there are no deacon elders, there should be some servant courtyard workers to clean the fifth peak.

The reason why Leng Zhong didn't allow anyone to be in the fifth peak was because what he did was too dirty and didn't want people to find out.

"I understand, I understand, the seven war slaves are the seven senior brothers, master, master, you are too vicious!"

Li Mu suddenly realized, and finally understood the key to the matter, and he finally understood, why Xiao Moli often said to him, "Little junior brother, my fate is your fate."

It turned out that the eighth senior brother himself had long known that he would be refined into a war slave, but he knew that the master was too strong, and he couldn't change the fate of being refined into a war slave at all, so the reason why he didn't tell himself was that this was simpler.

Just imagine, if a little junior brother suddenly came now, would Li Mu bear to tell him this?

On the other hand, if he knew that he would become a war slave back then, where would he still have the heart to cultivate.

In fact, with Li Mu's ingenuity, he should have thought of this cat a long time ago, but the matter involved Shizun, and he didn't think about it.

"What should I do, when will the master do something to me?"

"Escape, no! The Seven War Slaves are in my body, I'm afraid that if I escape to the ends of the earth, the master will also arrest me back, so what should I do?"

"By the way, the Nine Shadows Town Requiem, the Eighth Senior Brother once said that I am the only one who can break free from fate, let me gather the remnants of the Nine Shadows Town Requiem, it should be the key to dealing with Shizun, no, dealing with Leng Zhong. I can't rely on the Nine Shadows Requiem alone, I have to think of other ways······"

"Leng Zhong, you wait, I must avenge the revenge of the eighth senior brother, and the seven senior brothers, you have spirits in the sky, the little junior brother will not let you die in vain, I must take revenge." ”

Seven War Slaves.

Li Mu's heart moved, and seven war slaves appeared in front of him, they were tall or short, fat or thin, and their skin was all navy blue, although they were all hideous and vicious, they could be found when they looked closely. The seven war slaves are all very young, and they must be his seven senior brothers.

Although the seven war slaves are now under his command, Li Mu understands that once he and Shizun face each other, the seven war slaves will inevitably defect.

There is also the Eighth Senior Brother, who is now afraid that he has also been refined into a war slave, but the Eighth Senior Brother's figure is very different from ordinary people, and Leng Zhong did not let him enter his body.

For a long time, Li Mu thought that Leng Zhong was an idle cloud and a wild crane, and he had no desire for power, otherwise he would not have disdained the position of head. Now that he thinks about it carefully, it's not that he is not interested in the position of the head of the house, but he has a bigger plan, just imagine, once the Nine War Slaves are refined, even if he doesn't make a move, it will be enough to sweep the entire Dongsheng Continent.

By the way, Xiao Lu said that the eighth senior brother was taken away from the master's soul, is it the same for the seven war slaves?

Thinking of this, Li Mu released his spiritual power and entered the minds of the Seven War Slaves. Reluctantly, he found that the minds of each war slave were shrouded in black strange runes, which were like a siege of steel, tightly wrapping the position of the divine soul, and Li Mu couldn't see the situation inside.

But what he could guess was that what was shrouded in the runes must be the main souls of the seven senior brothers. It was through this that Leng Zhong controlled the war slaves.

Even if you don't know the refining method of the Seven War Slaves, you can still deduce the principle.

In the minds of the war slaves, the main soul is their own, and they may still have their own consciousness, and they can even cultivate on their own, but the consciousness is sealed in a black rune and cannot communicate with the outside world.

They can control their own bodies, but only if they obey their master's commands.

Roughly understanding the situation of the Seven War Slaves, Li Mu was even more frightened, he would rather be scattered than become a monster like a war slave, it was really terrifying.

Putting away the Seven War Slaves, Li Mu told Xiao Lu about these things. Even Xiao Lu, who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, can't help but be frightened when he hears the words.

"Li Mu, why did you have such a terrifying master, silly boy, it's really unlucky!" Xiao Lu sighed.

Li Mu grinded his teeth: "Shut up! Don't talk about the wind and cold, do you think my senior brothers can still be saved?"

"Xiao Mo is far from being saved, and the other seven people are not saved. Midori gave this answer.