"Hey, hero, it's so strange, why is our White Pavilion Master so happy when the sect master dies this time?" Dong Zhen took Cheng Yingying's arm and whispered.

Not far from them, Bai Ling was wearing a white skirt, holding a shower in his hand, humming a little song, watering a flower with overlapping genes.

"I don't understand, when Sect Master Anlin died a hundred years ago, the White Pavilion Lord was still sad for a long, long time, but this time he was so happy......" Cheng Yingying scratched his head with a blank expression.

The fox tail behind Dong Zhen suddenly slapped Cheng Yingying's buttocks.

"Ouch! What are you doing? Cheng Yingying was taken aback.

Dong Zhen's coquettish face had a look of excitement, and she gossiped: "I have always felt that the White Pavilion Master has an indescribable emotion for Sect Master An Lin, do you think it will be that the Pavilion Master sees An Lin and Xiaolan so close, so he loves and hates, and now he will feel happy and happy when he learns that the Sect Master is dead?" ”

Cheng Yingying was shocked: "You won't be so perverted......"

At this moment, a light particle energy line suddenly hovered over the necks of Cheng Yingying and Dong Zhen.

The terrifying murderous aura seems to be able to freeze the void, and the two of them who were talking excitedly a second ago don't even dare to move their bodies now, they feel that their necks will be cut off if they move!

"Cheng Yingying, are you idle? Have you finished reading "Micro Variable String Resonance Superfit Algorithm"? Bai Ling's voice came faintly.

Cheng Yingying trembled: "No...... I didn't finish reading ......"

"Hehe, you're still hanging around here after reading it, you're pretty idle?" Bai Ling glanced at Cheng Yingying and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, White Pavilion Master! I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it! ”

Cheng Yingying nodded and apologized like a child who made a mistake.

At this time, the energy lines of the light particles disappear.

Cheng Yingying and Dongzhen's clothes were already soaked in cold sweat, and they hurriedly said goodbye and fled.

This experience gave them a profound lesson, gossip Bai Ling will die!

Bai Ling looked at the two who had escaped, shook her head and smiled, and continued to water her experimental plants.

"Why do these disciples like gossip so much......"

The woman smiled softly, and suddenly she sensed that something was wrong.

"That's not right! Dong Zhen, the fox spirit, how could he say such a thing, could I really ...... to An Lin?"

Bai Ling's whole person was a little stunned, and the water on the kettle in his hand was flowing, but he didn't know it.

It took a moment for her to stop the absurd idea.

"Really, I was almost led astray by them, so I'll have to give them some homework next time. It must be that there is not enough homework, Cheng Yingying and Dong Zhen actually have time to fall in love. ”

Bai Ling muttered quietly and continued to water.

At this time, the martial arts arena of the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

The roar of magic kept exploding in the martial arts arena.

The disciples of the sect are cultivating hard.

There were also more than a dozen disciples, who were looking up and bowing deeply to the male sculpture in the center of the martial arts arena.

The sculpture is their Anlin suzerain, a continent legend.

The disciples of the Four Nine Immortal Sects, there is no one who does not admire their sect master.

It's a pity that the Sect Master didn't live long before he died again.

Just like an epiphany, it bloomed the most amazing moment in the Primal Continent.

How exciting it sounds to annihilate the Southern Line Celestial Race, break through the South Heavenly Gate, and become the first celebrity in the Taichu Continent! However, when his name spread across the continent, he suddenly died with a bang......

Then, the continent shook again!

This is a man who can give the primordial continent a vibrating rod, it's powerful, isn't it?

Killing the strongest person in the Evil Spirit Beast Prison, and then sacrificing himself heroically under the siege of five god-level terrifying beings, is it tragic, isn't it?

More than a dozen disciples looked at An Lin's statue, thinking about the sect master's voice and smile, and couldn't help but redden.

They were the dozen or so disciples who had just started, and a month ago, when they first entered the sect, they were taken to the martial arts arena by Sun Yuluo and asked them to bow down to the dead Anlin Sect Master.

When they saluted their suzerain with infinite respect, the sudden resurrection of the suzerain frightened them.

After that, the Sect Master showed his peerless demeanor to the world! Everything made them proud, proud to have such a great sect master in the sect!

As a result, not long after the pride, there was bad news again......

They once again stood next to the statue of An Lin in the martial arts arena, the same scene, a similar scene.

The only difference is that this time Sect Master An Lin is really dead.

In many places in the Taichu Continent, mourning ceremonies have already begun to be held, but the Four Nine Immortal Sect is still silent, but in fact, remaining silent is a statement.

Both the enemy and the enemy, double official real hammers, can not be faked.

"Woo woo woo ......" A female disciple with a beautiful face couldn't help crying.

"Tao Manman, don't be sad, the Sect Master is in the Heavenly Spirit, and he doesn't want us to just care about sadness, we should work hard to cultivate and avenge the Sect Master!" The male disciple Meng Wei said with high morale.

Another female disciple, Su Siqing, said expressionlessly: "It is impossible to take revenge, it is impossible to take revenge in this life, the enemy is a god-level existence, and we are not peerless demons, what can we take revenge?" At most, you can only slowly improve your realm like a snail, and then continue to wait for death. ”

"Su Siqing, how can you have this mentality?" A voice suddenly floated in.

The disciples looked at each other, and then immediately saluted: "Senior Brother Sun." ”

Sun Yuluo nodded slightly, and continued to say seriously: "Have you forgotten what the sect master said? Everyone who joins the Forty-Nine Immortal Sect is the protagonist of this world! The protagonist has infinite possibilities, you must not set a limit on yourself, as long as you work hard, you can have a bright future. ”

"The protagonist won't die, but the biggest 'protagonist' in our sect is dead, can we really be the little protagonists?" Su Siqing still said unhurriedly, but the knife pierced her heart.

Sun Yuluo was choked.

He really couldn't understand why such a beautiful female disciple always liked to prick people?

Meng Wei said lightly with some reproach: "Don't say it, you are disrespectful to the sect master, the sect master is in the spirit of the sky, he must be very angry!" ”

"Good, good...... I make amends to the Sect Master. Su Siqing still looked like she didn't care, but when she faced the statue in front of her, she rarely showed a touch of sadness.

"I'm sorry, Sect Master Anlin......" Su Siqing bowed and apologized.

"It's okay, I forgive you." A soft voice came.

Su Siqing was stunned for a moment, this voice was so familiar.

She couldn't help but look up, and then she was dumbfounded.

The disciples looked for the sound and looked ahead, their pupils contracted slightly, and their mouths opened wide.

Like a deer caught in headlights.