The restless Ziqing Fairy pulled Fei'er, who seemed to be awake, and hurried towards the courtyard where the Qingyun Sect was located.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he ran into Sect Master Luo Chen who was about to go out!

"Uncle Luo is good! Ziqing and her sister have given a gift to Uncle Luo!"

Although Ziqing covered it up very well, the shrewd Luo Chen still found some clues. The little girl doesn't say it, and it's not good for her to take the initiative to ask more!

"Ziqing, Fei'er, it's so late, why don't you rest yet? Are you here to find Tsinghua?"

"It's not—uh—yes!"

Ziqing's contradictory answer made Luo Chen's brows curl slightly.

Just as I was about to let them in, I heard Fei'er say impatiently, "Senior sister, it's all here, what are you afraid of!"

"That's right, Uncle Luo, when we were resting just now, Senior Sister She had a nightmare, dreaming that Brother Xuan was beaten off a cliff!"

The little girl finished speaking in a gambling tone, and her tone was full of disbelief.

"Huh. How can you take a dream seriously! The little junior brother once told me that he would go to worship his hometown elders in the evening! How could the thing in your dream happen!"

"Then dare to ask Uncle Shi where he went to worship?" Ziqing asked with a nervous expression.

"Houshan-" As soon as Luo Chen said these two words, his heart jumped, and an ominous premonition arose.

Especially after facing Shang Ziqing's frightened eyes, the feeling in Luo Chen's heart became even stronger! No wonder he didn't see his junior brother looking for him until now!

"Without further ado, let's go to the back mountain together!"

Fei'er, who was rubbing her hands on the side, noticed that the expressions of the two suddenly became solemn, and her eyes jumped, "It can't be true, right?"

At this moment, Luo Chen noticed that Ye Qinghua was hurrying over with a long sword in his hand!

Obviously, Ye Qinghua, who looked uneasy, had already seen Luo Chen and the others!

When he got closer, he didn't wait to speak, but he heard Luo Chen ask: "Could it be that you also had a nightmare in Tsinghua?"

Surprised by Luo Chen's post, Ye Qinghua replied: "The disciple didn't have a nightmare. The disciple was awakened by it!"

After speaking, he lifted the long sword in his hand in front of the three of them, only to see that the Tianxin Divine Sword that should have been quietly staying in the scabbard kept shaking, as if it was telling something!

Seeing the puzzled eyes of Luo Chen and the others, Ye Qinghua quickly said: "It must be the master, this sword has followed the master before, and there is already a certain connection between the two of them, such as the heart sword is jumping non-stop today, I guess something must have happened to the master!"

"It's so late, isn't your master in the house?"

After nightfall, the master told me that she wanted to go to the back mountain for a walk and be quiet for a while!"

"Wait, you said that your master also went to the back mountain?!!" Hearing this, Luo Chen's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, and his face was gloomy and terrifying!

"Yes!"

"It's not good! Go to the back mountain! Hurry!!" Luo Chen unfolded his body and flew towards the back mountain first. The three of Ye Qinghua followed!

"Chang'er, are they all arranged?"

"Master rest assured, everything is in accordance with your instructions and everything has been arranged. The little junior sister also went back to report to the sect master!"

"Okay! Chang'er, you are always at ease as a teacher. But this time, I didn't make you the first rookie of the seven factions as you wished, and I feel sorry for you as a teacher!"

"However, it's okay now, your roadblock has already committed suicide by jumping off a cliff! In the future, you will be the first person of the Seven Sects worthy of the name!"

"Master Xie's teachings to the apprentice! The master's kindness to the disciple, the disciple will remember it in his heart, and he will definitely repay the master!"

"You and Dong'er are both good apprentices of the master, and the master will have to rely on you to help me achieve the hegemony in the future! Dong'er, in the future, you have to study hard with your impermanence senior brother, don't do things that waste your energy all day long!"

In a word, Xue Wuchang's brothers turned red!

Leng Xiangdong was about to refute, but was stopped by Sikong Ye! "Shhhh

"Hold me!"

After three breaths, a graceful beautiful woman appeared on the path in front of the three of them!

"It turned out to be the master of the poetry sect! The apprentices thought it was the thief who went and returned!"

Coming here late at night, Shi Qianhan himself felt strange. At this time, I heard Sikong Ye's inexplicable words again. Suddenly I was even more confused!

After taking a closer look, I found that Sikong Ye was actually held by two people.

What's even more incredible is that his left hand seems to have been cut off!

At this discovery, Shi Qianhan's expression couldn't help but change: "You are injured! Why is your hand broken?" Although it is also a question, there is no trace of emotion in Shi Qianhan's words,

It seems that she cares more about who injured Sikong Ye!

"But the thief you just spoke of?"

Hearing Shi Qianhan's words, Sikong Ye couldn't help but scold in his heart, "Good you slut!"

On the surface, he made the appearance of a victim, stroked his broken arm, and said with a sigh, "It's all my incompetence, I was cut off by someone, but I can't even see the face of others!"

After speaking, there was another pretentious sigh and self-blame.

"You are a master of the Heavenly Dao, and you can't even see the appearance of your opponent, so you were abolished. Could it be that the murderer is not of the highest grade in the Heavenly Dao?"

"Hey, I don't know what kind of cultivation he is. But I knew I couldn't hold on to a hundred rounds in his hands. If it weren't for the Qingyun Sect's Senior Sister Ye and Huangfu Xuan's Senior Brother fighting to the death, I'm afraid that even the old man would not be able to escape his poisonous hands!"

"What ?!!!" Sikong Ye's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day on Shi Qianhan's heart. It shook her and shook her to the point that she was in a state of flux!

"You said Senior Sister Ye, she's dead!?