I don't know this Yang Yi well, I've seen him, but he may not know me. Besides, I look so sloppy at this time, even if Sister Yanzi is here, she may not be able to recognize me for a while, so she simply pretends to be a disciple of the funeral door to the end, and said in a rough voice: "Dare to go to our funeral door to be powerful, fucking tired of it!" ”

The old man Huang let out a strange laugh: "It's just that I'm tired of it!" "The old thing's voice sounded a little different from before, and it was a little more vivid, presumably related to eating some blood food again.

I didn't have time to study it in detail at this time, and when I turned my eyes, I saw that the Heavenly Master Dao and Zhao Li were being held by several disciples, and they were already seriously injured, so they must have been unable to make any more moves, so I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the other party is still overwhelming, I am relieved to be without this Zhao and Li.

Yang Yi stared at me for a long time and said, "How can you escape the Nine Formations?" ”

This "Maoshan Heart Technique" is a secret technique that the Maoshan faction does not pass on, and I don't want to show the bottom here, causing criticism to the old man Wang, he laughed and said: "What is yang and yin, isn't it just some magic methods." ”

That Yang Yi looked at me deeply and said, "Today's matter, I can't tell which is right and which is wrong, let's say goodbye, what do you think?" Listening to the meaning of this, it is to see that something is wrong, and to leave.

I also know that if I continue to fight, I'm afraid no one will be able to please me, so I just pushed the boat down the river, pointed at Zhao and Li, and said, "These two old miscellaneous hairs are left!" ”

That Yang Yi naturally refused, and all the Heavenly Master Dao disciples also scolded one after another. But I don't really want to keep people, I'm just asking for some cheapness. After this dispute, the Yang Yi brothers took people and cleaned up the bodies of the disciples of the two factions, and left the Tong Palace.

Seeing that these people had left the main hall, the female disciple of the old man instructed a disciple of the burial sect who could still walk to stare at them from a distance to see if they were really gone. Then he came to me and Old Man Huang, glanced at the two of us, and said suspiciously, "Who are you two?" ”

Only then did I have time to take a closer look at her, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, tall and tall, with sharp and angular features, although a little less soft, but with a heroic spirit. Old man Huang and I can be vague in front of Yang Yi, but it is impossible to hide it from her, and I was thinking about how to reply, when I heard Old Man Xiu's voice say, "Xiaojing, how did you come out?" ”

When I turned my head, I saw that the old man was looking at me, with surprise and joy on his face. I was not surprised that this old man would recognize me at a glance when he met me every day.

I didn't want to say much for a while, so I went up to him and probed his pulse and checked it carefully. This old man's injury is not light, and even if this injury is cured, I am afraid that he will have to die. I couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in my heart, so I took out a three-edged needle and gave it to him.

The old man coughed a few times, pointed at her female apprentice, and said, "This is Hongying, my apprentice." ”

Na Hongying came over and put his arm around him, her eyes were a little red, she called out in a low voice, "Master", nodded gratefully at me, stared at me for a while, and said, "You...... Are you that Mr. Lu? ”

I was slightly stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect this woman to look heroic and heroic, but her mind was sharp, and she had already guessed it at this time. I casually wiped it on my face, except for the disguise. Na Hongying looked at me for a while and said, "It's really you." Then he said, "Are you a doctor or not, help us disciples to see it." ”

I saw that the old man Xiu would not have to worry about his life for a while, so I let Na Hongying take care of it, so I went to check it on the other disciples. Looking at this circle, the remaining dozen or so disciples were slightly or seriously injured, but fortunately, they were not fatal injuries, and they did not worry about their lives. It's just that after this battle, there are only so many people left in the entire burial gate, which is really sad.

Some disciples who were more lightly injured and were able to get up helped take care of the seriously injured disciples, or cleaned up the bodies of their fellow disciples. All the disciples had red eyes, but none of them cried.

After I cleaned up, I called the old man to a secluded place. After looking at him for a while, he said, "Is that the demon they are talking about you?" ”

The old thing immediately shook his head again and again: "What did you say, my dignified Huang family, what kind of demon is it?" Do you understand the Four Great Immortal Gates? ”

I thought to myself, the so-called Four Great Immortal Gates are not fucking mountain and wild spirits, but the folk legends are just better, and if you really want to study it carefully, they can all be regarded as demons.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" I stared at him.

The old man squinted his eyes and said repeatedly: "I said young man, I did you a lot of help just now, and you still doubt me so much?" It doesn't make sense! "Since this old thing drank the blood of Uncle Zhao, his face seems to be a little plumper, and his speech has become much more clever.

I couldn't ask anything for a while, and said coldly, "Did I say before that you weren't allowed to bite again?" ”

The old man laughed: "This is different, that old bastard wants to kill me, of course I will kill him!" ”

Naturally, I understood that this old thing was just a quibble, so I said, "If there is a next time, I will kill you." ”

The old thing patted his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, our men are talking, and this person's blood is nothing to eat." ”

I know that this old man is talking beautifully, and maybe he is thinking about how to kill me, this old thing is very slippery, and he doesn't know how much of what he says is true or false, so he can only brace himself up and stare at it at any time.

Although Tonggong has been hit hard after this catastrophe, it is also in order with Lian Hongying presiding, and the disciples are working together to clean up the mess. When the old man Xiu recovered a little bit, I went to him and asked about Sect Master Feng.

After asking, I realized that what Uncle Li said was not a lie. This Sect Master Feng did take a group of burial elites to southern Xinjiang, and his purpose was to find the legendary tomb of the Xuannu. Only Old Man Xiu knew about this matter, and even his apprentice even Hongying didn't know about it.

But not long after Sect Master Feng and the others went out, there was news of a landslide in southern Xinjiang, and some people even rumored that the tomb robbery could not be completed, but was buried by the mountain.

Although this is just a rumor, the so-called groundlessness is not the wind, but I am afraid that this matter is really a bit strange. If it was only Sect Master Feng and others who had an accident, I wouldn't even look at it, but he still had my third uncle on him.

Old man Xiu couldn't tell whether this rumor was true or false. But according to what he said, Sect Master Feng's side had indeed not heard from him for a long time. That day, Shidao and the Maoshan faction must have also seen this, so they sneaked into Tonggong without any scruples.

Speaking of this, I took the opportunity to ask why this Tong Palace was chosen as the burial place in the first place. The choice of this place is indeed very strange, although the burial door is originally passed down by the burial method, but there is no need to put the sect in the tomb.

Old man Xiu said that he didn't know how well he was, and this matter was all set by their sect master. At that time, he and Old Man Meng had also raised doubts, but they were suppressed by Sect Master Feng.

I heard it a little strangely, and when I remembered what Uncle Li said, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was indeed a little boring.

Old Man Xiu sighed, was silent for a while, and then asked me how I escaped from the dungeon and who came with me.

I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't hide it, and told the story in 1510.

After hearing this, Old Man Xiu frowned and didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said: "It turns out that he is the Huang family." But after pondering for a long time, he couldn't figure out what secrets the old man Huang would hide.

I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't think of a reason, so I put it aside for the time being. Old man Xiu glanced at me fixedly, and said with a smile: "Xiaojing, this time it's thanks to you, otherwise we are afraid that the burial door will really be extinct." ”

I laughed and said, "You old thing has such a hard life, how can you die so easily." ”

Old man Xiu laughed, shook his head again, and after a while, he said, "What are your plans for the future?" ”

Speaking of plans, what can I do? The only plan is my third uncle and Qingzi. If I hadn't been able to leave here for a while, I would have gone out to find them at once.

Old Man Xiu coughed for a while, but finally stopped, and gasped: "If the sect master is really unlucky...... Xiaojing, you are our ...... The heirs of our burial door. ”