Chapter 612: Blue Strikes 3

Changhong is sorting out what happened.

"Anyway, I'm going to find an explanation tomorrow!"

"The dignity of my Changhong Academy will never be trampled on by others!"

"I agree, I have to give them an explanation tomorrow, otherwise I think we will only become a laughing stock!"

"It's a little different now!"

"Do you mean a few ancestors?"

"Don't worry, it's impossible for a powerhouse of their level to make a move!"

"Why?"

"You'll find out slowly!"

It was Changhong's existing monks who were relatively old, relatively strong, and close to that realm, and now, even Luo Xiu didn't know much about it.

"Oh no, someone will be able to rob someone!"

And at this moment, a shout broke the calm again.

A jailer ran in in a panic, and before the person could enter, he had already shouted loudly, and everyone was startled when they heard this.

A few people disappeared in place, appearing outside the door of a stone room, there was no trace of damage to the stone room, but there were stones lying outside the stone room, and the only one who still had a little breath was a Jindan monk.

Seeing that there were still people breathing, the old man led by him stepped forward and grabbed the Jindan monk's veins and instilled spiritual energy in him, but as soon as he grabbed his hand, the monk's neck was crooked and he lost his breath.

"Who's ......?"

An angry roar resounded in the sky.

|“ Gather everyone and go now1"

The big war is inevitable, and this time, Changhong will definitely find a few forces to vent his anger.

Whoosh whoosh ......

More than a dozen golden pills, hundreds of foundation building monks, rushed to the fire city.

"Tonight, destroy the Li clan first! Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and leave no one behind!"

They didn't attack all of them, and they were naturally afraid of others sneaking up, but after all these years of accumulation in Changhong Academy, how could there be fewer Jindan monks.

......

"This is the heir family, right? Hehe, dare to search for Lao Tzu's soul, how can this account not be clear! However, you should also be suspicious, your successor is dead, hehehe......

He was searched for souls, and although there were no loopholes in the memories reflected, what Yang Chen had done had already been revealed, such as the two stunned people who fled Changhong with him in the air, and the heir Hazel should have felt that something was wrong.

However, Yang Chen guessed a little wrong, although they were still chasing Yang Chen this morning, now they had a headache because of other things.

Looking at the courtyard of the heir family, Yang Chen quietly slipped in.

The heir family is worthy of a big force, and the courtyard is guarded by a formation, but Yang Chen's level is enough to deal with it, so he went in without alarming anyone.

Based on his understanding of such forces, Yang Chen did not directly enter the place where he might be exposed, but looked for a place to live.

"Young master, the slave maid gives you wide clothes 1"

"Rolling ......"

At this time, there was an angry scolding in the room, and a delicate girl was prostrate on the ground with a panicked face, her clothes revealing.

The monk, who was wearing only one nightgown, slapped the nun and rolled over and sat on the bed.

"Young master, the slave is wrong......

Although she didn't know what she was wrong, admitting it had become a habit.

The young master held back his eyes, his face furious.

"It's not about you!"

Flicked his sleeves and got up to the front of the table and got a cup of tea. drank it all, but his heart was not calm, his anger was not calm, and the quilt was smashed to the ground in the yelling.

"I'm not qualified enough, who is qualified, ah......"

As if roaring at the night, he is just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, in such a family, he thinks as a descendant, the game box has unlimited resources, but the cultivation has a foundation, it is indeed not on the table, and it is normal not to be taken seriously.

"Hmm1"

Before the anger was exhausted, the nun on the ground made a soft sound**, and when he heard this sound, the fire became even greater;

"Shut up ...... Lao Tzu"

In anger, he turned around and smashed the female cultivator with the teapot, but what he saw when he turned around was indeed that the female cultivator's eyes were wide open, without a trace of life, and what made him even more frightened, a vague figure appeared in his peripheral vision.

"Who's ......"

Before he could turn around and see clearly, there was a bang, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Yang Chen pointed at the center of this monk's eyebrows, searching for souls, he wanted to grasp some information.

Aggressive......

Well?

At this time, there was a knock on the door, not good!

Aggressive......

"Who?"

A lazy voice came out slowly.

"Young master, are you alright?"

There were two guards standing outside the door, one of them was quite a high cultivator, and his strength in the later stage of foundation building seemed to be relatively smart and very vigilant.

At this time, the door opened, and the young master he was familiar with appeared inside the door, a little angry and a little tired.

Looking at the two guards in front of him, the Seventh Young Master asked a little puzzled;

"Is there something wrong?"

The monk in the late stage of foundation building looked into the room slightly, and said to the seventh young master;

"The subordinates feel a little weird and are worried about the young master, so they ......"

"Huh?"

The Seventh Young Master was slightly startled at this time, frowned, and thought;

"Impossible?"

Seeing the reaction of the Seventh Young Master, according to his usual habits, it seemed that the Seventh Young Master was going to be angry, so he immediately said;

"The subordinates just care about the young master, after all, this is an extraordinary time, there can't be any mistakes, and please punish the young master!"

The Seventh Young Master stared at him for a long time, didn't say anything, and found that the Seventh Young Master was staring at him, and this foundation building monk also frowned slightly.

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