With this burst of shouting, a figure came at a very fast speed, grabbed Wu Fei's shoulder and shook it hard. The shot is like a thunderbolt, and it is incredibly fast.

The figure stood up straight, this figure in a red robe was Yang Qiye, and at the last moment, it was he who saved me from Wu Fei's hands.

"It's him, be careful, it's him who hurt me." Chen Zheng squatted at the door, looking at Yang Qiye and reminding me in horror.

"Junior, you know a fart, I'm his uncle." The Seventh Master's personality has always been rough, and he didn't care about Chen Zheng who was at the door, he sat down and slapped the fire to remove the frost for me.

Wu Fei was thrown out by the Seventh Master and fell heavily to the ground, but Wu Fei was an ice armor corpse after all, and his vitality was extremely tenacious. Before half a sound, Wu Fei bounced up, and his frosty arm grabbed Yang Qiye fiercely.

I just watched Wu Fei attack the Seventh Master like this, and wanted to make a reminder, but most of my body was covered in frost, and I couldn't move at all, so I could only watch the hideous Wu Fei grab at the back of the Seventh Master's head.

However, just when Wu Fei was about to touch the back of the seventh master's head, something surprising happened, there seemed to be a red light in the air, and the macro light penetrated from Wu Fei's eyebrows, and then I saw Wu Fei fall unwillingly, that cold and ruthless eyes, in addition to numbness, there was also a trace of relief.

With a bang, Wu Fei fell to the ground, and there was a majestic and tall figure standing at the door, like a mountain, it was Uncle Qingsong, the father of the fat man.

A fiery force took root in my body, gradually dispelling the ice, but as this fiery force spread, I felt a tingling pain in my heart from time to time. Although Huaguang's fire duel has the effect of driving away frost, it is still irresistible to the Yin Mountain method that I have cultivated.

After the Seventh Master drove away the frost for me, I almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered to my feet, and the Seventh Master helped me to walk to Uncle Qingsong.

The scorching aura on Uncle Qingsong's body was even better, although he was carrying his hands behind his back, I could clearly see that there were two horizontal stripes on Uncle Qingsong's forehead, and when I looked at it from a distance, I thought it was an eye.

"Uncle Qingsong......" I called weakly, but Uncle Qingsong waved his hand, signaling that I didn't have to say more. Then he walked towards Wu Fei, who fell to the ground.

Wu Fei's limbs stiffened and fell to the ground, and his face as white as frost gradually turned into dead gray at this moment, isn't the face of a dead man dead gray?

I saw that there seemed to be a smile in Wu Fei's eyes, like a relieved relief.

Uncle Qing Song squatted down towards Wu Fei, however, just as Uncle Qing Song touched Wu Fei's face, a white thing flew out of Wu Fei's chest.

It was a white insect with wings, its body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and it was extremely fast, aiming at the box with five gold medals in Wu Fei's arms.

Even though the Seventh Master and Uncle Qingsong fought out in an instant, their speed was still not as fast as the white insect, and in a breath of time, the insect flew away quickly with the box.

"It's a failure......," I sighed in my heart.

At this time, the Seventh Master and Uncle Qingsong were suddenly very weird, looked at each other solemnly, calmly stood up, and slowly stood up.

The Seventh Master and Uncle Qingsong, as well as me and Chen Zheng, the four of them carried the three ice sculptures back to the Zen Yi Hall. Because Han Duo was fat, and Fan Wuchang's situation was different from mine, the frost had already covered their whole bodies. Therefore, in addition to using fire and warm fire to eliminate the frost for them, the seventh master also boiled a pot of sheep dung soup similar to Han Duo's bath, and threw all three of them into the dung soup.

Before, the fat man personally transferred the pot of dung soup to Han Duo, how happy he was with a smile, but he didn't expect the world to be impermanent, and feng shui took turns. The same treatment, the fat man and his old man were able to bear it again.

When he came out, the fat man kept a calm face, and when he saw me standing aside, his smile was so hard that the fat man couldn't help but glance at me and said coldly: "Watching Lao Tzu eat*, you seem to be very happy." ”

"I'm very happy, it's rare to see you deflated." I covered my mouth and smiled, I have always been a good boy who claims to be honest and handsome and does not lie.

The fat man didn't say a word, just wiped the yellow liquid from the corner of his mouth and stuffed it into my mouth.

I didn't have time to dodge, and when I came back to my senses, I tasted a weird, bitter taste.

"Bah, ......" Just rolled up his sleeves and was about to have a big fight with the fat man, Uncle Qingsong and Yang Qiye walked out of the room with calm faces. Looking at the solemn faces of the two, the fat man and I didn't dare to speak.

Chen Zheng and Fan Wuchang had already left Chan Yi Hall, and it was Uncle Qingsong who asked them to leave, and Uncle Qingsong didn't seem to want Chen Zheng and Fan Wuchang to interfere in this matter.

"Old Seven, what do you think of this matter!" Uncle Qingsong's face was very solemn, it was very rare, he didn't ask the seventh master to make rotten bark this time.

The seventh master closed his eyes, opened them again, and responded: "I don't know, but among the Xuanmen of the world, he is proficient in insect arts, witchcraft, and involves the spells of Huaguang Yin Mountain, and he cares so much about Wu Mu's suicide note, I'm afraid he is the only one." ”

The fat man and I heard "him" again, who was he?

The fat man is a straight person, and when he felt confused, he couldn't help but ask Uncle Qingsong: "Dad, who is he that you told Uncle Seven, the last time we were almost tricked, you and Uncle Seven also mentioned him." ”

Uncle Qingsong glanced at me and the fat man, hesitated for a long time, and then said to the fat man: "He is our senior brother." ”

"What, senior brother...... "The fat man and I couldn't help but exclaim suspiciously, I had heard it before, my master and Uncle Qingsong, and the seventh master seemed to have a thin relationship with each other, but I had never heard of Uncle Qingsong. Including the fat man, I don't think he should have heard of it either.

"Our senior brother is a descendant of the Zhao family of the Great Song Dynasty." When the fat man and I were puzzled, Uncle Qingsong threw out another bombshell news.

"What...... The Great Song Dynasty, the descendants of the "Fat Man almost stared at him and even his eyes fell out, and he always heard that someone pretended to be a descendant of Aixin Jueluo all day long, and now he heard the news in the mouth of the Seventh Master, which was a hundred times more exciting than Aixin Jueluo.

"En......" The seventh master nodded slowly, and in the quiet Zen Yi Hall, he slowly explained the reason to us

Uncle Qingsong, Yang Qiye, and my master Li Feng all worshiped under a master of the Mai faction, that is to say, this master was one of their teachers. There was a brother above them, and a brother below. Including the master, there are a total of six masters and apprentices.

At first, the relationship between the five masters and apprentices was very good, their senior brothers, for the attainment of magic is extremely high, have a very high talent, when they practice each other, the brothers communicate with each other, the senior brother in a short period of time, but can practice Yinshan, Huaguang, the spells of the witch family very quickly. I have to say that the personal mana is at the head of the five brothers.

In other words, this senior brother gives people the feeling of being very humble and polite on weekdays, a gentle gentleman, who would have expected that after everyone lived together for five years, this senior brother actually turned against the four senior brothers.

The reason for this is because my master Li Feng inadvertently revealed the experience of walking the rivers and lakes over the years, and told all the brothers that his ancestors were once the descendants of the famous general Yue Wangye of the Great Song Dynasty, and his family heirloom left two gold medals, and he also got two pieces by chance in the experience of walking the rivers and lakes over the years.

My master Li Feng was plotted in the end, and the gold medal was almost taken away, but fortunately, Uncle Qingsong and the seventh master and the little junior brother rescued him, and my master was not killed by the senior brother. In the end, this senior brother was afraid of leaking the secret, so he did not hesitate to attack the four former colleagues.

At first, everyone was just to save people, but in the end, the elder brother wanted to kill four people for his own thoughts, and everyone could only stand up and resist. Although the cultivation of the senior brother is high, after all, he is only one person, how can he be the opponent of the four senior brothers. In order to defeat the four junior brothers, this senior brother escaped into the evil way, began to collect people's souls to improve his cultivation, and devoted himself to studying insect art and corpse control techniques.

In the final battle, the four of them worked together to defeat the senior brother, and although the senior brother's cultivation was abolished, the four also paid an extremely strong price. My master was left with a lifelong dark illness, and the little junior brother was seriously injured and almost exhausted his cultivation. Such a price is only exchanged for both losses.

After all, the four of them did not attack the senior brother, and they thought that everyone was in the same door, and the four senior brothers finally let him go. The source of the elder brother's escape into the evil path and the crooked desire to kill the four senior brothers is that this represents the gold medal of Wu Mu's suicide note.

According to rumors, this senior brother is a descendant of the Great Song Dynasty, and he has insight into the secret of the twelve gold medals, and in order to get the gold medal and reproduce the glory of the Zhao family's bloodline, he will not hesitate to get the gold medal and treasure by any means.

Glory can make people proud, but blind glory can kill people. The history of the Great Song Dynasty has already passed a hundred years, and it stands to reason that it should have been wiped out long ago. But for some feudal families, even if it is broken to the point of being a family with four walls, this deep-rooted glory, the stubbornness of the determination to do everything possible to restore this glory, is not at all understandable to ordinary people.

For example, as if their ancestors were emperors, their blood should be golden, and everyone in the world should be subservient to their feet, stubborn and paranoid, ordinary people simply cannot understand what is going on in the minds of these madmen.

Although Uncle Qing Song said it lightly and did not elaborate on the process, the fat man and I could hear the thrill in it, obediently and loudly burrowed, the enemy that Uncle Qing Song and the four of them could defeat together, how rebellious this senior brother's ability should be.

By the way, Uncle Qingsong, my master Li Feng, Yang Qiye. Whether it's pinched with your fingers or your toes, there are only three...... Who is the other little junior brother who almost hung up with the senior brother?

Just when I was puzzled, Uncle Qingsong stroked his beard, nodded slightly, and said, "Our little junior brother is called Yao Song, the heir of the Ploughtou Wu family. And you know his daughters and sons......

"What............" I was so shocked by the news that I couldn't speak, and the fat man spit out the tea that was swallowed in his throat with a pop, and scolded the pit father, and said in disbelief: "Jie Nima, I didn't expect Yirong Sister's father to be so awesome back then." ”

"Chen Haisheng, Wang Weiqiang, said, who the hell threw the master into the dung pit again." An angry shout interrupted everyone's conversation at an inopportune time, and then the figure flashed, and Han Duo, who was smelly and angry, appeared in the hall.

Han Duo's appearance was very domineering, she kicked open the door of the house with violence, and the door flew out upside down, directly knocking down the Huaguang statue in the hall. Immediately afterwards, Han Duo appeared in front of everyone with a swish, pinching his waist with both hands, and his pretty face was like frost.