Chaolu really ate with Gu Zhihuan and the three of them.

He didn't talk much, but after all, he was the backbone of the Cangming faction, and seeing him appear beside him, Gu Zhihuan and the three of them were actually a lot more stable in their hearts.

Too many things have happened in the past few days, and there has been no trace of Chaolu.

To be honest, Gu Zhihuan has always been at a loss.

If something really happens, with her little cultivation, I'm afraid there will be no way to protect herself and others.

Sighing silently, Gu Zhihuan had a headache.

It's not that she didn't think that she had cultivated a terrifying strength, but when she was born with a crippled spiritual root and no adventures, Gu Zhihuan could only practice the Cangming faction's Hezong sword technique over and over again.

It's just that until now, Gu Zhihuan hasn't found anything amazing about the Combined Vertical Sword Technique.

After eating, the four of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Gu Zhihuan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't close the window, just in time to see the sky outside.

The black clouds were already pressed low.

It's so tight that you can't see the scene behind the clouds at all.

It seems that the picture before the rainstorm hits on weekdays is a little different.

But Gu Zhihuan couldn't say anything wrong, he just instinctively felt that there was something hidden in the clouds, which made people very uncomfortable.

She even had the idea of rushing up and stabbing the clouds upside down.

Gu Zhihuan pressed his eyebrows.

She is not an impulsive person, and most of the time, Gu Zhihuan seems calm and self-controlled.

But today, for some reason, some strange thoughts in my heart are always hooked out for no reason.

The wind was terriblely cold at night.

When you slap it on your face, it's like ice slag.

Gu Zhihuan flipped through the middle of the night, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

It's just that she didn't sleep well this night.

For a while, I dreamed of spiritual luck that had a one-sided relationship.

His face was so white that he couldn't see any blood.

The hand stretched out to him was white and slender, but when he looked closely, it was almost gentle.

After a while, I dreamed of voodoo in the temple of life and death.

The flesh and blood all over his body were eroded by demonic energy, and only Bai Sensen's bones remained.

Hiding in a dungeon all year round, life is worse than death.

Halfway through sleep, Gu Zhihuan's heart jumped, and she sat up suddenly for no reason.

Outside the window, it's more than half the night.

The wind blows the trees, and the dappled shadows of the trees spread on the side of the bed.

Gu Zhihuan couldn't sleep anymore, she turned over and put on a black coat, wrapped it, pushed open the door, carried the jar of wine, and went to the courtyard.

The clouds were so thick that not the slightest moonlight could be seen.

Gu Zhihuan sat alone in the courtyard for a long time, drank half a jar of wine, and finally regained his sleepiness again.

She shook the jar and stood up, intending to go back to sleep.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hospital.

The night was too quiet, and the footsteps were particularly harsh.

Gu Zhihuan's heart beat harder and harder.

She turned around with the wine jar in her arms, and saw Wu Xie striding over.

Maybe there was no light, and his face was terribly white.

Seeing Gu Zhihuan standing in the courtyard and not falling asleep, Wu Xie was also stunned for a moment.

Gu Zhihuan hesitated and said, "You-"

Before the first word was spoken, Wu Xie couldn't wait to interrupt her: "Something happened!" ”

Gu Zhihuan's hand holding the wine jar tightened.

Wu Xie said slowly in a solemn tone: "Ouyang Huichun is dead. ”

Gu Zhihuan's hand slipped, and the wine jar fell to the ground and shattered.

The rich scent of osmanthus flowers sank into the ground and quickly disappeared without a trace.

In just a few days, several people died in a row.

There are still many people in front of the Hall of Life and Death, but everyone's faces have lost the curiosity at the beginning, and they are a little more dignified and vigilant.

Fighting crickets don't fight crickets.

He who talks about musk doesn't talk about musk anymore.

The various sects stand in distinction.

When Gu Zhihuan and the others arrived, there were still few people.

Chaolu originally wanted to stand on the periphery enough, but Wu Xie directly led them to the vicinity of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Gu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, and did not refuse Wu Xian's kindness.

Compared with others, Gu Zhihuan obviously trusts Wu Xian more.

The actions of Gu Zhihuan and his party aroused the ideas of others.

But they are not familiar with the Cangming faction, even if they are curious in their hearts, they can only secretly guess a few words.

Gu Zhihuan scurried around, and soon squeezed next to Wu Xian.

"What's going on?" Gu Zhihuan asked straight to the point.

Wu Xian's face was not very good.

With so many things going on, he has to take most of the responsibility.

"At night, the disciples patrolled and found Ouyang Huichun's body in the back mountain." Wu Xian said in a deep voice.

Gu Zhihuan frowned.

The back hill is not far from Wu Xian's residence.

Even if Ouyang Huichun loses more than half of his cultivation, he is not a simple person.

If you attack Ouyang Huichun, it will not make Ouyang Huichun have no power to resist.

Otherwise, Wu Xian would have noticed it a long time ago.

Gu Zhihuan thought for a while and lowered his voice: "Is it someone Ouyang Huichun is familiar with?" ”

is the only possibility, Ouyang Huichun has no intention of guarding at all.

Wu Xian's face was slightly gloomy: "I don't rule out this possibility." ”

One after another, people from all major sects arrived.

Wu Xian briefly explained the matter.

The faces of the disciples of the Bing Xin Hall were not particularly good.

Ouyang Huichun is the hall master of the Ice Heart Hall, and if something happens to him now, the Ice Heart Hall can be said to be leaderless.

Moreover, no one knew whether the other party was targeting Ouyang Huichun himself or the entire Bing Xin Hall.

If it was the latter, even Ouyang Huichun couldn't resist it, and they stayed in the Great Hanging Realm, and their lives were in danger.

Thinking of this, everyone in the Ice Heart Hall had different expressions.

Ouyang Ji was supported by several disciples, and he seemed a little incredulous.

"Division...... What about the junior brother? Ouyang Ji reluctantly spoke.

"When we found out Ouyang was rejuvenated, he was already dead." Wu Xian paused at this point, and seemed a little embarrassed, and after a while, he continued: "Wu Xie wanted to bring him back, but as soon as he met someone, he was gone. ”

"Gone?" Ouyang Ji was stunned: "What do you mean it's gone?" ”

"Turned into ashes......," Wu Xian said.

The faces of the people in the Ice Heart Hall were a little angry.

The person who started this attack obviously didn't even want to leave Ouyang Huichun's corpse.

Ouyang Ji's body shook, if it weren't for a few disciples behind him to support him, he would probably have fallen.

The people around me couldn't bear to look at it more.

For Ouyang Ji, he was too worried in this half of his life.

I finally got out of it, got poisoned, and went crazy for a few years.

When he woke up, his cultivation was gone, and his junior brother who had brought it up was gone.

"What about bones and ashes?" Ouyang Ji's voice was almost squeezed out of between his teeth.

Wu Xian frowned: "It's for the people of Bingxin Hall." ”

Ouyang Ji was about to ask, when he heard movement behind him.

A disciple of the Ice Heart Hall trembled and walked towards him holding a white jade-colored columbarium.

Ouyang Ji took a deep breath, he barely raised his hand, wanting to catch the urn.

The disciple lowered his head and handed over the urn, but unfortunately his hand slipped, and the altar fell to the ground and shattered.

Everyone's faces changed suddenly.

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