"Something's wrong?!" the ghost master's face changed slightly, and the others were also shocked when they heard Bai Rong's words.

The crowd was about to boil again, but the heads of the houses quickly stopped their clamour.

"Bai Rong Xiaoyou, Lord Zhai, what's going on, can you tell me in detail, or let me wait in and have a look?"

"Let you watch?" Bai Rong gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded in annoyance, "The lord of Zhai has already driven the crane!

"This ......" The head of the Zhenshan Halberd changed his face when he heard this, and even the horse took a few steps back.

Not only him, but everyone present was instantly shocked after hearing the news.

"That fasting master is dead?!"

“...... Isn't he very powerful, how could he suddenly die?"

"When...... What does this have to do with us......

The factions were like frying the pot, and they had a heated discussion. The heads of the seven sects didn't have the heart to care about their disciples, and they also felt a little difficult to accept this thunderbolt on a sunny day.

And listening to the other party's joke-like conversation, Bai Rong was so angry that his whole body trembled. He stomped his foot violently, tears welling up in his eyes: "Shut up!"

The crowd was stunned by him, and suddenly fell silent.

"The lord of Zhai is kind and approachable, and Daozhai is in a safe corner...... The only thing that will cause trouble is that it involves your Golden Halberd Fengjian! The death of the Lord of the Zhai will definitely have nothing to do with you!" He bowed down and shouted loudly with all his strength. The sound reverberated against the wall, stirring up echoes in the segments.

The ghost boss frowned, looked at each other, and didn't say a word.

"You can't slander without evidence. ”

At this time, the old woman of the Ming Jiang halberd spoke.

Her voice was unpleasant, like a frosted eggplant, or a pivot that had not been turned for a long time, and the thorns were disgusting. But her words are true, Bai Rong has no evidence to prove that Lord Zhai's violent death was due to the affairs of the Seven Sects, so he is making trouble unreasonably.

"You ......" Bai Rong's red and swollen eyes widened, and the bloodshot streaks looked terrifying.

"That's it, do you have proof?" the old woman then giggled.

Fu Yunge and Dongfang Shiming both frowned. In such a situation, this boss can still laugh, just to fight for this bit of tongue, and it is inevitable that he is too unsightly.

The other leaders couldn't bear her laughter and hurriedly interrupted her. Master Long also stepped forward at this time and said kindly: "We also feel the same grief for this matter. Now that we have come to this, let us help you investigate the whereabouts of the murderer, which can be regarded as a little reward for the help of the Lord over the years. ”

Several of the other leaders nodded in agreement. This is true, the lord of the fasting has helped Jin Ji Fengjian for many years, and they are obligated to do so in this matter. Moreover, Bai Rong's grudge against the Seven Factions is so deep, only by catching the murderer together with them can Mo Yu Dao Zhai and Jin Ji Fengjian not form a grudge because of this.

The ghost master glanced at the dragon master, and after a little thought, he also nodded solemnly to Bai Rong: "That's right." In order to prove the innocence of the Seven Factions, please ask us to help you in this matter. ”

"You?" Bai Rong just wanted to be angry again, but was persuaded by a few fellow disciples behind him. One of them was the leading disciple who took Fu Yunge and others to visit the lord of the fast that day, and he also looked very sad, and his eyes were also red.

Several disciples behind him grabbed Bai Rong and whispered something to him. Bai Rong's expression was resolutely denied at first, but he was persuaded to loosen after a while. Finally, he turned around, and although he was still very hostile, his eyes softened slightly.

"How do you think about it?" the ghost boss said after seeing them finish discussing.

Bai Rong looked around at everyone with a hateful gaze, as if in front of him was the gang that killed the lord of the fast. But in the end, he softened his tone a little, clenched his fists and said, "You guys...... You can come in. ”

Although he still didn't say whether he agreed to their assistance, since he was relieved, it was a lot more soothing for everyone.

Just as everyone was about to enter, those disciples quickly stopped the door: "You guys, enter one by one." Horses are not allowed to enter. ”

There was no other way, so everyone placed the horses outside the Daozhai and entered one by one through the gap between the Daozhai disciples.

Fu Yunge and the others followed behind, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

The corridor in Daozhai was not spacious in the first place, but now so many people poured in at the same time, and it even became a little crowded. Fu Yunge and the two were almost at the end of the crowd, and it was very inconvenient to see the situation in front of them.

In front of the Ming Zhai Hall, Bai Rong and a few disciples led several heads to walk in front, and they could already vaguely see the situation in the hall.

Bai Rong glanced at the long line with dissatisfaction, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

He tried his best to suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, "The Ming Zhai Hall is narrow, and you can't all go in. A few heads, please. ”

There were about four leaders in front of them, and when they heard this, they nodded and compromised, and took the lead in observing. Master Long and the other two leaders walked behind, and when they heard Bai Rong say this, they also passed through the crowd and squeezed to the front of the team.

"Three, wait a minute. Bai Rong looked at the heads who came over and said coldly.

There was no way, Long Zhangmen and the others had to wait outside the door, and the crowd stopped advancing, and couldn't help but have some whispering sounds.

The disciples of Daozhai looked at this situation, as if the tragic death of their Zhai master had become the object of everyone's visit, and the more they thought about it, the more sad and angry they felt.

At this time, several heads of the house watched the corpse of the lord of the fast, and they also had their own ideas.

The first to come out was the old woman of Narue Halberd. She stroked the white silk of her temples and slowly paced out of the Narusai Hall. Seeing the urgent eyes of everyone outside the door, he just snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

Not long after, the ghost boss and a few others also walked out. After they had read them all, Master Long and the others entered the hall to check again.

After about two pillars of incense, several heads of the house have all finished reading.

Bai Rong has been silently guarding the door like a stone sculpture, mourning visible to the naked eye. He seemed to be distracted for a long time, and only slowly woke up from his memories when he saw the last master slowly return from the hall.