Li Changjing nodded and said with a smile: "After all, I took the things of my predecessors, and I still need this compensation." ”

Yang Jingtian smiled dumbly, but he was not hypocritical, he generously took the pill, put it in his mouth and swallowed it, and then began to meditate, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, so as to recover his physical strength as soon as possible.

The Jiuyang Qi Nourishing Pill was also taken from Zhang Chunqiu's sleeve, although it was a third-order pill, there were twenty-three in total, and Li Changjing was not very distressed when he sent one out.

"By the way, I almost forgot something important." Li Changjing took advantage of Yang Jingtian's closed eyes to meditate, came to Shen Tunan's body, quietly took off the sleeve on his wrist, and put it into his sleeve, and then searched other places on Shen Tunan's body, and found that there were no more good things before stopping.

"Look, that guy surnamed Wang wants to leave!" Xu Huairou's eyes widened, and he rushed up angrily, kicking down Wang Zhengyang, who was about to climb the stone ladder, this guy should have secretly taken the healing pill, not only did the broken hand no longer bleed, but even the injuries on his body were mostly healed.

Miss Xu hated this guy very much, took out the rope from her sleeve bag, tied him up with five flowers, and pushed him to Yang Jingtian's side.

The Jiuyang Qi Nourishing Pill is an upgraded version of the Qibao Qi Nourishing Pill, which can increase the speed of spiritual absorption tenfold, Yang Jingtian only meditated for a few minutes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already recovered some of his spirit, and even his face was a little more rosy.

"Master, I was wrong, everything was instructed by Shen Tunan, it's none of my business!" Wang Zhengyang cried and mourned, and began to defend himself with a bowed head.

Yang Jingtian sighed and said sadly: "What are you quibbling, the old man was lying on the high platform just now, half-asleep, and he knew everything." ”

"Zhengyang, you and Shen Tu Nan are both disciples I personally selected, and I treat you like my own son, teaching you my lifelong forging skills...... But the old man was blind, and after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out that you were actually from the Arctic Ice family. Yang Jingtian's whole person seemed to be dozens of years old, and his spirit and spirit suddenly withered. He stretched out a dry palm, gently placed it on Wang Zhengyang's head, stroked his hair, and said softly: "I think that I, Yang Jingtian, have been famous in the northwest for decades, and when the sun is in the sky, even the medicine saint Lu Yun is polite to me...... He never thought that there would be a day when the evening festival was not guaranteed. ”

Wang Zhengyang saw that Yang Jingtian didn't seem to have the intention of punishing him, he was pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but speak: "Master, disciple, I ...... it."

Before he could say the sixth word, Wang Zhengyang stiffened, as if he had been shocked, and then red blood began to gush out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and as soon as his body was crooked, he fell to the ground softly, and died of anger.

Yang Jingtian burst into tears, looking at Wang Zhengyang's corpse, his figure staggered, and he couldn't cry. It can be seen that although he killed his own disciple with his own hands, the combination of long-term emotional dedication and frustration of betrayal still hit this elderly man hard.

"Daddy!"

A flash of fire suddenly appeared on the stone staircase in the distance, and Yang Yiyi hurriedly ran down with more than a dozen disciples of Chengtian Mansion, each with a flashlight and an anxious expression.

Yang Yiyi saw Yang Jingtian from a distance, and trotted over happily, but when she got closer, she was immediately startled by the corpses of Shen Tunan and Wang Zhengyang, stunned and shocked, so that she almost collapsed, covered her mouth with her hands, and cried: "Dad, what's wrong with the senior brother and the second senior brother, who killed them?" ”

Yang Jingtian's face had regained his calm, and he said coldly: "I killed these two people, and imprisoned me here for half a month, if these two hadn't arrived, I would have died a long time ago!" Yang Jingtian pointed at Li Changjing and Xu Huairou, and snorted: "These two beasts, if they die, they will die, what do you hurt!" ”

Yang Yiyi wiped her tears, although her father said so, she still couldn't accept it because she didn't know anything about it, lowered her head, and cried with a whin.

"Alright, a few people will carry their bodies back." Yang Jingtian said expressionlessly, "Yiyi, help me go home." ”

Yang Yiyi responded, helped Yang Jingtian and began to walk out, and when he passed by the corpses of Shen Tunan and the others, he couldn't help but glance at them, but he was quickly frightened and looked away.

"Come back with me." Yang Jingtian said to Li Changjing and Xu Huairou: "If it weren't for you tonight, the old man would have been poisoned by those two beasts, and he must live in Chengtian Mansion for a few days, so that I can do my best as a landlord." ”

Li Changjing has nothing to do, he almost died here tonight, not to mention, he was injured countless times, and he needed to take care of his body.

The group walked up the stone stairs, slowly left the pit dozens of meters deep, and when they returned to the outside of Chengtian Mansion, it was almost dawn.

The Chengtianfu at sunrise is extremely beautiful, the morning mist is entangled, the soft sunlight pours down through the water vapor, and the bright colors are refracted from the green leaves of the flowers and plants on the side of the road stained with dewdrops, even if it is winter, the weather is very cold, but it still reflects a peaceful and warm scene, like a dream, so that Li Changjing has a feeling of being separated from the world, and even the shocking fight last night has become very unreal.

"Miss Yang, what time do you people from Chengtianfu usually get up?" Li Changjing asked coldly.

Yang Yiyi was still immersed in the grief of the death of the two senior brothers, and without thinking about it, she subconsciously replied: "The disciples usually get up at five o'clock, but now it's half past five, and they should all get up." ”

"That's not right." Li Changjing's face changed, he ran up the stone steps in a few steps, came to the gate of Chengtian Mansion, looked at the huge buildings that seemed to be empty inside, and a strong sense of crisis inexplicably rose in his heart.

"Xu Huairou, within a minute, we are going to leave this ......"

Li Changjing's whole body trembled, and he was about to remind the stupid woman, but when he turned around, he found that Yang Yiyi, who was still talking to him a second, had turned into an ice sculpture, facing him, his mouth was slightly open, the grief in his eyes was very strong, and his expression was still stuck in the conversation with him.

Li Changjing's face was pale, and he turned sideways and looked into the distance.

Not only Yang Yiyi, but more than a dozen people accompanying him, including those disciples of Chengtianfu, the corpse of Shentu Nanwang Zhengyang, Yang Jingtian, and ...... Leaning down and gently sniffing a flower, Xu Huairou, without exception, was all sealed in place and became an amber-like ice sculpture.

Without warning, a wooden-looking, short, stocky middle-aged man appeared on the steps next to him. He sat there, one hand on the ground, his fingers spread, and a dozen blue ice paths spread out from his palms, stretching all the way to the feet of all the people who were frozen in ice.

"Half-step ascending to the immortal." Li Changjing looked at the man who suddenly appeared, and his heart sank to the bottom.