Several elders on the top of Heli Peak left, and the special disciples left, Han Qing warned Wu Chen and then walked to the bottom of the peak, and Wu Chen caught up from behind.

"Mansion Master, isn't the Wuyan Shrine the foundation hall of Old General Han Liang?" Wu Chen calmed down for a moment, feeling that he should ask Han Qing something clearly.

"Who told you?" Han Qing asked rhetorically.

"I saw it in a book in the Storm Building. ”

Han Qing snorted and sneered: "That was many years ago, where is the book? ”

Wu Chen was puzzled, looked at Han Qing, and waited for her explanation.

"When my grandfather died, the church was built here. Han Qing looked at Wu Chen's somewhat innocent and puzzled expression, and told him that it was okay to look at him.

"Later, because I often had nightmares, my grandfather dreamed of me, saying that he wanted to go back to the Qilin Altar in the Moon Peak, which was the place where my grandfather practiced. In his early years, he was abroad, and what he missed most was the scenery of his hometown. I moved my grandfather's Dian Tang to Lanyue Peak. ”

"Then ...... here," Wu Chen paused and asked.

Needless to say, who is cruelly trapped in the shrine?

Which one of the good shows these elders are waiting to see?

"Since you are an elder in the palace, you should be made aware of this matter, but you are not allowed to say half a word to the public. Han Qing said sharply: "Otherwise, the door rules will be served!"

Wu Chen was silent and noncommittal. Seeing Han Qing's solemn expression, this time he didn't think that Han Qing was deliberately targeting.

Besides, looking at the situation, Han Qing's appearance today is indeed to protect him.

"You should know what the situation of my Ying Tianfu is now. Han Qing tilted his head sideways, and his voice was a little lonely: "The people detained here are all secret agents sent into my Ying Tianfu by various forces. ”

"Including the Royal Palace. ”

Wu Chen was about to speak, but heard Han Qing add this sentence again. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he couldn't speak, and he was silent with Han Qing for a while.

"What are you doing here? Don't tell me you've come to worship my grandfather by mistake. In silence, Han Qing turned around and asked Wu Chen, who was distracted.

Han Qing had no reservations about his question, and Wu Chen was sure in his heart.

"I'm afraid I'm a victim. Wu Chen said.

"Hmph!" Han Qing snorted coldly, nonsense!

"If you don't say it, I know, are you here to find the Ridge Cloud Hook to untie the Xuan Ice Bond and sneak out of Ying Tianfu?" Han Qing asked, "You don't want to think about it, how can such an important thing be at your fingertips?"

Wu Chen didn't care about Han Qing's sarcasm, and only asked what he wanted to know: "Since the Wuyan Temple is so secret, why is there no one to guard it?"

Han Qing confronted Wu Chen when he heard this: "Who said there is no defense? If there is no defense, how can the special protection disciples come quickly? Why did those old things receive the news and wait for you to appear outside the door?"

"Needless to say, the strict spell enchantment outside the shrine is definitely not something that you can enter with your three-legged cat kung fu!" Han Qing's voice was slightly angry, with a hint of mockery.

"That is to say, the reason why I was able to enter smoothly was deliberately done by someone?" Wu Chen answered.

Han Qing glanced back, signaling that he wasn't too stupid.

Trying to kill me...... Wu Chen pondered.

Han Qing suddenly walked away, leaving a voice: "It's good to do it yourself!"

Looking at Han Qing's back, Wu Chen suddenly thought that she had just said those old things...... Isn't she scolding herself? She still has a girlish heart?

Ahem...... Wu Chen was covered in goosebumps, collect!

When he returned to Gu Peiju at night, he kept thinking and thinking all the way.

The most shocking thing tonight was the dirty face that was close at hand, suddenly turning into a bloody face with blood splattering. A second before the man's tongue was cut off by Han Qing, he almost said his judgment of Wu Chen.

Who do they think I am?

As Han Qing said, the people imprisoned in the shrine are all spies sent by various forces to respond to Tianfu, these people have their tongues cut off, their hands and feet cut off, and they are trapped in an iron prison It is better to live than to die, why not kill them?

And why do these spies seem to know me? What kind of people will be the people who are known by all forces? Wu Chen thought and couldn't help but shudder.

The mysteries hidden in him are getting more and more secret, and sometimes when he wants to think deeply, he will be overwhelmed. Wu Chen shook his head, he didn't think about this for now, but now there are other important things, that is, someone wants to put him to death.

Not to mention the strange looks of several elders outside the ancestral hall, it was really wonderful, Wu Chen thought that he already knew who was going to harm him.

It's just that Wu Chen didn't know, he just replaced him in the cold garden to cultivate, but he fought back in public to make him ugly, and the final ugly appearance was not Wu Chen's hands, and he actually moved to kill this grudge?

However, a series of developments are understandable.

First of all, when Sun Tianye delivered the meal, he said that their second senior brother, who didn't often show up, suddenly came to teach, and he still taught the Dajing artifact, and even mentioned the restraint relationship between the Xuan Ice Binding and the Ridge Cloud Hook.

He seemed to have calculated that Sun Tianye would definitely inform Wu Chen, and Wu Chen would go to the Fengbo Building to find the record where the spine cloud hook was, and then he would accidentally hit and break into Heli Peak.

And the person who plotted only needed to send someone to guard the Heli Peak, wait for Wu Chen to appear, and even do something in the spell enchantment in advance, so that Wu Chen could break in smoothly.

He happened to meet a group of elders at his residence on the same night, and everyone heard the news that someone had trespassed on the Wuyan Temple, and everyone rushed to the same place, just waiting for the special disciples to arrest him and appear, and everyone was watching, he was afraid that he would be executed by Ling Chi.

Qin Sheng......

In front of Wu Chen's eyes was Qin Sheng's impatient eyes, his face was still a little impatient, and he was disappointed and surprised when he saw Han Qing appear.

But Wu Chen's feelings in his heart were even more complicated, although Qin Sheng seemed to be indeed a difficult person to mess with, he was not a reckless and impulsive person, and he should have the mind to weigh the weight.

He knew that Han Qing deliberately kept me here, and he also took the opportunity for him to enter the Cold Garden, if I was framed, Han Qing would definitely try his best to protect me, he was actually in a hurry to plan for my life? Isn't he afraid of getting into trouble?

Or does he have some reason why it has to be?

However, no matter what Qin Sheng's reason was for not wanting Wu Chen to live, Wu Chen knew that this person had to be guarded, and he might have to fight back if necessary.

That night, Wu Chen naturally couldn't sleep.

It seems that the disciples are attached, the elders perform their duties, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the sky is high and the clouds are light, but in fact, they are suppressed, secretly scheming, open and secret fighting, internal and external troubles......

Wu Chen stood in front of the window, overlooking the night of Yingtianfu.

The stars on the laurel tips twinkle, and the jade pot flows through the mountains and rivers.

Under the quiet and calm ink-colored painting, in the mist of the night, Wu Chen felt the ups and downs, and thousands of murderous machines wanted to break out of the frame, startling thousands of waves!

"Ding!"

Suddenly, an imperceptible bright light flashed, slammed through the window lattice, through the corner of Wu Chen's eyes, and was embedded in the bedpost in the room with a clatter.

A dark arrow dart slammed a ball of white paper to the bedpost.