"No-" Yeyang dragged a long tail note, clapped his hands and laughed, leaned forward and folded, and pressed his hands weakly: "It's right to apologize like this! Since you are so sincere, I will forgive you!"

"It's too much to deceive people! It's too much to deceive people!" The disciples of the Xuantian Sect were so stunned that they trembled with anger, knowing that they were being tricked by him, they were embarrassed and indignant, and pointed at him and scolded him again and again: "Shameless!

"I'm shameless! You can control it, I'll bully you! What? Do you have an opinion?" Yeyang was unhurried, took a drink from the wine glass, and sneered: "If you don't accept it, let's have a fight?"

Xuantian everyone clenched their fists, their eyes were resentful, but no one dared to step forward to challenge. The surging soul power just now, they deeply experienced, the pressure of the mountains and seas was as strong as the mountains, almost suffocating.

Only by joining forces can they reach a tie with him, and one person can suppress a group of people! If they want to go up and fight alone? Who can be his opponent? With blood, he forcibly comes out, but he is just bringing humiliation on himself.

Seeing their appearance, the corners of Yeyang's mouth rose, revealing a mocking sneer, shaking his head and not speaking, but the silent ridicule made everyone feel more and more humiliated, the dignified Xuantian Sect disciple, when did you ever feel so aggrieved?

"Brother Tai's actions today, I will make a note below, and I hope I will not regret it in the future. The senior brother suppressed the anger in his heart, left this sentence coldly, and took the other junior brothers and sisters to find a place to sit down.

If you don't stop, what else can you do? Fight? Fight but can't beat it? Find a helper? Deacon? Don't talk about whether you can fight or not, the deacons have been assigned tasks by the elders, and if they can't complete the tasks and delay important things, who can be responsible?

Looking for elders? They can definitely beat them, but they can't pull down their faces, they are bullied, they can only find the elders of the sect, and spread it to the outside world, what do others think of them? Isn't it ridiculous that there is no successor to the Xuantian Sect?

Besides, what outsiders think, it's a trivial matter, the elders are busy now, if they make trouble for them again, whether Yeyang can be cleaned up or not for the time being, they will definitely be the first to be repaired.

"Shame on you!" Thinking of the elder's reprimand, the disciples felt ashamed, and their impression in the eyes of the elders plummeted, and their status could also be affected, which was something that everyone did not want to see.

For today's plan, we can only be patient, not entangled with the night sun, and wait until the special time is over, and then find the right time to regain the lost face.

The hospitality hall of the natural residence, the rules are naturally not too small, sitting east and west, east and west 30 zhang, north and south 20 zhang, north and south each have four rows of seats, the middle two rows are ten seats, the left and right four rows are twenty seats.

The two most marginal rows are thirty seats, enough to seat one hundred and forty people at the same time, and the twenty or so people sitting at this time are more than enough, Yeyang and Ling Xue are both sitting in the front row, and the people of Xuantian Sect don't want to be two shorter.

However, the twenty seats in the front row were obviously not enough, so they could only be given to the senior brothers and sisters of the Holy Realm, and the other disciples of the Chongmai Realm sat in the second row, and they also noticed Ling Xue, who was also sitting in the front row and always remained silent.

Yeyang sat in the front row, they could recognize it, where did this girl come from? Obviously, she didn't reach the Holy Realm, and she dared to sit on an equal footing with the Holy One? Many people secretly frowned, indignant, and couldn't help but scold out loud.

But as the old woman beside Ling Xue raised her head to reveal a cold gaze, all the unwillingness and resentment turned into nothingness, the temperature in the hall dropped suddenly, and everyone was so cold that they shivered, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak anymore.

Soon, someone found Honglu and Xiangling standing in the corner, trembling, the two of them were waiting in the hall early, but they didn't say a word from beginning to end, and they didn't have the slightest sense of existence, so that they were only noticed now.

Most of the disciples didn't recognize them, only when they were close to Sima Lingfeng and liked to play around together on weekdays, they barely recognized the two of them, knowing that these were his two forbidden arms, and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"

Everyone only knew that Sima Lingfeng was killed, but they didn't know what happened, although Hongyuan and Xiangling had something to do with him, but they didn't have any name, it stands to reason that something happened to him, and as two people, they shouldn't have appeared.

Even if it is to show concern, it should be after the incident, and they will not receive the news so quickly, they should not come earlier than them, and they will naturally live in a blockade and refuse to accept foreign guests, how did the two of them get in?

Noticing everyone's scrutinizing gaze, Xiangling turned pale with fright again, retreated again and again, lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, Hongling barely maintained her face, took her hand to appease, and saluted everyone who owed money.

The two of them are different from Yeyang, although they are from the first-class race, but in the eyes of the overlord Xuantian Sect, the first-class race is just a character that can be destroyed at the snap of a finger, and the core disciples of the Xuantian Sect are much taller than them.

The level gap in the middle made Hongtian dare not slack off, and replied respectfully: "Hongtao, Xiangling, I have seen Lord Xuantianzong, meet all the sons and young ladies, Xuantian is immortal, and all the adults are healthy." ”

Everyone nodded one after another, quite satisfied with this, this is the normal way to answer! Subconsciously glanced at Yeyang, seeing that his face was not very good-looking, and his heart felt even more comfortable, or the question just now: "Why are you here?"

"Don't dare to hide it, your lords, Sima Gongzi ......" Hong Miao said this, his eyes suddenly turned red, he wanted to cry, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and continued: "When Sima Gongzi was killed, the two slaves were at the scene. ”

"What!" When they first heard the news, it was confirmed that Sima Lingfeng had died, and everyone was shocked, or indignant, or frightened, or grief, or dazed, or at a loss, no matter what purpose they had when they came, they were not feeling good at this time.

Especially with him, he was still talking and laughing hand in hand yesterday, but today he is separated by yin and yang, and his mood is extremely complicated, and he has a straightforward and fast-talking fellow, and he shouted and asked: "Senior Brother Sima is dead, how are you alive!"

This sentence is very polite, the person who said it, the main meaning is to ask, what happened in it, but the tone is habitually strong, I don't think there is any problem with this statement, with a lot of anger.

"Here's the thing. The two of them were not the least dissatisfied, and Honglu understood what he meant, and immediately explained out loud, according to the answer given during the interrogation in the attic, and told the details of the matter as it was.

"Yesterday, when the son was separated from you, he found the two slaves, and we accompanied him back to the attic, and we kept ......" Honglu was difficult to speak, and changed his words: "I have been playing until the early hours of the morning." ”

"Originally, the child's spirit was very good, but suddenly, he became tired and sleepy, saying that he was tired and wanted to rest, and let the two of us freshen up and rest, so the slave family woke up the unconscious sister Xiangling and took her away......"

"Wait!" Hongyu was narrating, when someone suddenly interrupted, looking at Xiangling behind her, with scrutiny and thought: "Wake her up? She was in a coma? How did she fall into a coma?"

Everyone was thinking about it seriously, and any questions they encountered would not be easily let go, and when they heard the question of the female disciple, they all turned their eyes to Xiangling, and there were also disciples who were good at it, guessing the reason, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Xiangling's face suddenly turned red, he was hesitant, his head was lowered, and he couldn't speak, and a few senior brothers who were well versed in the accident suddenly spoke up: "Let's let them talk about everything that happened first!"

The female disciple who asked the question frowned, but she didn't give up: "Several senior brothers, Senior Brother Sima was killed, the murderer has not been found so far, if you have any questions, you shouldn't let them go, what if it's a clue?"

"Then let's talk about it!" The senior brother at the head looked embarrassed, blushing with a pretty face, endured the shame of being ashamed, lowered his voice, and said: "Sima Gongzi is stronger, and Sister Xiangling is weak." ”

Most people with normal brains can understand her meaning through two sentences, and even if the rest of the people don't understand, they can guess a rough idea through the changes in other people's faces, and everyone's faces are not very good-looking.

Several of the female disciples flew up to the red glow in an instant, and secretly took a sip, and the junior sister who asked was even more ashamed of herself, glared at the red lotus fiercely, diverted her anger, and scolded fiercely: "Shameless!"

Honglu didn't dare to talk back to her, so she didn't hear it, and continued to tell the incident to divert everyone's attention: "The slave family picked up Sister Xiangling and was about to leave, when he took a few steps, and suddenly his head was hazy and his vision was dizzy. ”

Sleepiness rolled in his mind, he lost all his strength, his eyes quickly became dark, and he fell asleep on the spot. When Honglu said this, there was still fear in his eyes: "When I woke up, I only saw that Sima Gongzi had been killed for a long time. ”

"That's it?" everyone hurriedly asked, although it was Hongling who asked, their eyes turned to Xiangling, Xiangling shrank her head, hardened her head, and whispered: "I'm also asleep, just like Sister Hongling." ”

The senior brother at the head frowned slightly, his face was very serious, and he asked seriously: "Are there any other things, such as when you fell asleep, did you feel anything strange or heard any sounds?" ”

"No, when I fell asleep, I heard a lot of noises, flashed a lot of fragments, as if someone was arguing, and I felt very uncomfortable. ”

The two shook their heads, Hongling tried to recall, and tried her best to describe the state at the time, Xiangling only nodded, and in the crowd, several people who slept last night raised their eyebrows, and some felt familiar.

But when a few people thought about it carefully, they found that they couldn't remember anything, and shook their heads, the dream is so strange, some things are remembered clearly in the dream, but they forget everything after waking up.

Occasionally wake up and remember, after taking a shower and forget it all, no matter how good the memory is, it is useless. Sleeping, you can quickly recover your energy, as your cultivation improves and your physique increases, it gradually decreases, and the king of the normal pulse realm can only sleep for four or five days.

After casting the holy platform, the level of life leaped, ten days and a half without sleeping, and did not feel the slightest tiredness, a sleep, can support a few months, like Yeyang, who sleeps every day, is really rare, is it not fragrant to have time to cultivate?

There were only a few people who slept yesterday, some yawned, rubbed their eyes, sleepy, and looked listless, and the people next to them noticed something strange and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

"I probably didn't sleep well. The man replied absent-mindedly.

The senior brother looked at a few people and frowned: "You all haven't slept well?"

"Yesterday I don't know what happened, I always had nightmares and worries. Someone nodded back.

"I heard that many people in Donghai City are like this today, probably caused by the sudden disturbance of the magnetic field in the city, right?"

The disturbance of the geographical magnetic field does affect sleep, and such widespread insomnia, only this reason can be explained, and no one links this matter with Sima Lingfeng's death.