Yun You relied on the strength of one person, pouring buckets of water and buckets of water, but in the end, he still failed to extinguish the fire, until the fire burned everything here to ashes, which was automatically extinguished.

Yun You looked at the black ashes in her eyes, touched the black ashes on her face, and cried sadly.

In the basement, Long Xilin took the few people who had surrendered to his side to the cave of the White Tiger, whispered a few words to them, and left.

After the fire, Yun Song brought people over to count the corpses, and the disciples who stayed here before dragged the three corpses out to ask Yun Song for credit.

"Master, the disciples have eliminated the three of them, this is their corpse, please take a look at it."

Yun Song walked over, glanced at the black corpse, and immediately looked away.

The charred corpse was really nothing to look at, he nodded and said, "Carry it back." ”

Several people carried the corpses forward, and Yun Song looked at their backs, feeling very proud.

It's great that I finally don't have to worry about Master coming back to settle accounts with me day and night.

After all the people left, Yun You still knelt on the ground and cried, Yun You cried for a while, and chased them out.

After all, he still wants to help bury the master.

Yun Song's attack made Yun Zizi completely disappointed with them.

The place where he lived was in ruins, and there was no way back for him to retreat.

After some deliberation, several people decided on the next plan.

Three days later, it is the annual ancestor worship ceremony of Biyun Sect, and all the disciples of Biyun Sect will gather under a high platform of Biyun Sect to worship the ancestor master.

And the person who presided over this ceremony was, of course, the sect master of the Biyun Sect.

Early in the morning, all the disciples of the Biyun Sect gathered under the high platform, just waiting for the sect master to come and preside over the ceremony.

When noon was approaching, Sect Master Yun Feng, wearing a black and red robe, slowly walked up to the high platform.

All of them saluted to Yun Fengxing's extremely respectful gaze.

Seeing the cloud wind cloth on the high platform, holding three pillars of incense in both hands, he was about to bow to his ancestors.

On the high platform, the statue of the enshrined ancestor suddenly let out a loud shout: "Bold rebel, you disobey the master, deceive the master and destroy the ancestor, and dare to worship the ancestor here, get down for the master!" ”

Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the statue with a confused face.

The disciples standing below were also very strange, looking at them with puzzled eyes.

Yun Feng deserves to be the sect master, he was stunned for a moment, and then reacted in an instant, he looked at the statue of the ancestor with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Bold fanatics, dare to hide behind the ancestor and blaspheme the ancestor master, it is a great crime, come on, take him down!" ”

So, Yun Song and Yun Xiu, who were standing beside him, immediately took a few disciples to go around to the back of the statue of the ancestor to arrest the "bold maniac".

Before they could pass, Yun Zizi swaggered out from behind the statue of the ancestor god.

On his left and right, stood Long Xilin and Angelica.

"You ......"

The moment Yun Feng saw Yun Zizai, his face turned pale with fright, and he pointed at Yun Zizi, his fingers trembled.

He turned his head suddenly, looking at Yun Song, with a thick sense of reproach and confusion in his eyes.

Yun Song looked at Yun Zizi, Angelica and Long Xilin, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was speechless in shock.

Unlike the two, Yun You was overjoyed, and immediately ran over, grabbed Yun Zizi's hand, and said, "Master, is that you?" Are you still alive? Are you really alive? ”