Chapter 500: The Difference Between Cloud and Mud

"Shangguan Beifeng, the owner of this village asked you for the last time before you left, did you see the face of the person who came that night? What is the identity of Moko Ye Tian!! "On that day, the Immortal Sect, the Demon Son Ye Tian has been on the right path for four years, and these words have been echoing in the hearts of all the grandmasters.

This is their great shame, and they have all been kept in the dark for four years? A group of old guys were teased by Ye Tian at that age and applauded, how could they swallow this breath?

After the war, they had tried their best to verify the origin and background of many of their missing disciples, but there had been no major discoveries.

If they are still looking for a needle in a haystack and can't find their eyebrows, it will really lose the face of the Central Plains martial arts, how can they, the masters who think they are the best in martial arts, deal with themselves? Is this devil really a dragon that sees the head but doesn't see the end?

So many people died that day, Qin Shisan and Shangguan Beifeng must have seen the true face of this devil!! So at this moment, Beifeng was about to leave, he was helped into a wheelchair, and he was about to be lifted out of the high threshold of this hall, but he listened to the master on the high steps...... It should be Deng Qianlin, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, who asked.

As soon as he heard this, Shangguan Beifeng sat in a wheelchair with his back to everyone, and in fact, his fingers couldn't help twitching.

His eyes were obviously a little strange, and his face turned pale.

The fear of imminent death that day flashed in his eyes made the chill in his whole body even stronger.

If Deng Qianlin could see his expression at the moment, he would definitely be alert.

But Shangguan Beifeng had his back to everyone, and he couldn't move in a wheelchair. There was a moment of wavering in my heart, but I didn't know what to do......

Although he had some kind of agreement with that man, he promised to provide him with a place to take refuge, and he was sent by the Beifeng family to pick up a life after being sent by him.

But...... Thinking of those fellow disciples who died in an instant without leaving ashes, Shangguan Beifeng was afraid. He also felt helpless and hesitant! Seeking skin with the tiger, he will be selling his life to that demon in the future! After leaving Flying Fish Village, he is even more helpless!!

Isn't it him? Will the master still take care of the master-apprentice relationship and help him? Do you ask Master for help at this moment, or do you obediently take the demon back to Jiangnan with you?

In silence, Shangguan Beifeng's mind was full of fighting, and it was very fierce.

In a word, it may kill him! Who let that night, he Shangguan Beifeng was the only one who knew the truth!!

"Dad, don't talk nonsense with him. What can the prince of Beifeng, he will definitely do it again, it is because of Qin Thirteen, and all the deaths are because of Qin Thirteen! Deng Ranxing didn't wait for Beifeng to come back to his senses, and he sneered.

"I'm afraid it's such a master, besides, that devil hides his head and refuses to show up in the war, how can he show his true face in front of Shangguan Gongzi? If he really saw it, would he come back alive? "Rosewood boy Miao Zhengze also didn't like this Shangguan Beifeng, so he picked up the conversation and teased together.

All around, there was a sound of talking from ear to ear. It seems that everyone will no longer believe his words.

Silenced, no one wanted to believe him anymore. Shangguan Beifeng shook his head, he was still pushed out of the main hall of Feiyuzhuang like this, and left straight away, he was swept away.

"Young Master's heart."

The servants waited outside the gate of Flying Fish Village and put Shangguan Beifeng in the carriage.

The curtain of the door was lifted, and there was already a person inside. The servants only knew that he was the young master's honored guest, and the others did not dare to ask more.

Shangguan Beifeng didn't expect this power to be so big, so he waited straight at the door of Flying Fish Village?

Seeing him, the man hooked the corners of his lips from under the cloak, and asked very gloomily, "Young Master, don't you have any extra words?" ”

As soon as he asked, Shangguan Beifeng unconsciously stood up his hairs. Fortunately, he didn't think about abandoning the darkness and turning to the light just now......

"Don't dare! The North Peak, follow His Holiness forever!! "Shangguan Beifeng doesn't even know who this person is! However, he is not the devil Ye Tian!!

"Hehehe, that's good~ I haven't been to Jiangnan for many years, Shangguan Gongzi should treat the deity with courtesy and respond to requests!"

The man asked, with a chill.

"Yes! Naturally, it is! "Where does Shangguan Beifeng dare not say a word.

The wheels of the carriage slowly turned like this, and the carriage was like being inside a coffin, which made Quan tremble.

"Venerable, there is a saying that I don't know when to ask or not?" This doubt has been buried in Shangguan Beifeng's heart for a long time, he knows that this person is like a murderer, but he still wants to ask clearly.

"Let's go." The man closed his eyes and said.

"Why didn't you kill that Qin Thirteen, his blood is the blood of a master! It must be more effective against His Holiness's wounds. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an internal force in this carriage that brushed Beifeng's face like a gale, and all of a sudden, Shangguan Beifeng stared dryly, knowing that his face was bleeding.

I didn't dare to move, and I didn't dare to say half a sentence again.

"Who was hurt by your deity? Well? The deity moves his fingers, and you are still dead, understand? Na Rao's figure shrouded down like a cloud, making Shangguan Beifeng sweat profusely, and he could only nod his head in horror.

"It's good to know...... As for that young man of yours, this seat is reluctant to kill. This bone is a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years. It's too wasteful to use it as bait! Keep him, this seat has its own plans...... As for you, you're only a mediocre one, but fortunately you're rich. Scold! ”

Stretching out his hand, this person patted Shangguan Beifeng's already pale face very contemptuously. Tell him that if he hadn't been rich in Shangguan Beifeng, he would have been that handful of ashes today!

Such a differential treatment made Shangguan Gongzi not only relieved, but a bad breath made his heart even more stinging!

He and Qin Thirteen, is it really the difference between cloud and mud?