Twelve sneered, looking like an embarrassed look of being taught by his predecessors, which made the sweeping young man feel happy, "Hmph, you must want to take your followers down the mountain to enter the world, and then show off in front of those ignorant people, right? I really don't know how people like you got in the first place." ”

Ming Ye frowned, even though he knew that the boy was not twelve, but he still couldn't hide his anger, twelve's deep eyes swept a glance at him, the latter clenched his fists, and endured this evil breath!

"You've learned the lesson. Twelve's face was slightly gloomy, but he forced out a courteous smile and threw his hand towards the young man, vividly playing the image of a coward whose self-esteem was hurt by him.

"Hmph. The young man looked arrogant and waved his hand impatiently: "Get out of here, don't get in the way of me cleaning." ”

Tomorrow Night and Lan Xin breathed a sigh of relief, laughed in a row for the twelve, and were just about to leave with the two of them, but they were stopped by someone again: "Wait a minute!"

Twelve's heart trembled, but there was a look of great dedication on his face: "Do you have anything else to explain?"

"Are they your followers?Which elder's disciple?weishenme can't feel the fighting spirit on his body?" The young man touched his chin and looked at Ming Ye and Lan Xin carefully, how do you look at it, how strange is it, when did Yuntianmen accept a disciple who has no fighting spirit?

Tomorrow night and Lan Xin glanced at each other, their faces changed slightly, the dark light flashed in their twelve eyes, and their five fingers tightened slightly: "They ...... They ......" a flash of inspiration flashed in their minds: "They are the alchemists who follow me." ”

The suspicion on the young man's face suddenly decreased, "It turned out to be an alchemist, no wonder." ”

Finally fooled this person over, twelve led the bright night, Lan Xin two into the main hall, the small milk bag was put into the ring by twelve, she did not dare to take a sleeping milk doll openly in and out of the Yuntianmen, the hall is splendid, a portrait, wrapped in gold sheets, like a Buddha! Placed below, there are constantly disciples of Yuntianmen in and out of the main hall, twelve followed behind a strange young man, there are inner halls on the left and right sides of the main hall, connecting nearly fifteen courtyards of all sizes, it can be said that there is a unique cave, these courtyards are all rooms for Yuntianmen people to rest, Twelve didn't know where her room was, she could only go around the red corridor while quietly listening to the information in the mouths of the people who passed by.

The most talked about by these people is the matter of Shui Ruohan being imprisoned in the torture hall, it seems that the head of Yuntianmen has ordered that they cannot discuss it privately, but how can this resist their curiosity?

"I don't understand, you said that Senior Brother Weishenme wants to refuse? The two teenagers came side by side from the corridor of the courtyard, and Twelve dragged Ming Ye and Lan Xin behind the rockery hiding in the courtyard, and listened with their ears up.

"Who knows, the little junior sister has also escaped since the senior brother was arrested, and I heard that the former head of the sect wants to send someone into the WTO to arrest her back. The other teenager said mysteriously, their conversation was very quiet, but fortunately, Twelve's five senses were extremely sharp after cultivating Dou Qi, which was able to take the words of the two into his ears.

"The former head of the sect is going to send someone to arrest the little junior sister, why haven't I heard the news?"

"I also heard from the disciples of the Torture Hall, and ah, I also heard that the Great Elder ordered that the Torture Hall was not allowed to give food to the senior brother, and wanted to force the senior brother to comply. ”

Hunger strike?

Twelve's heart froze, her eyes swept around, except for the two teenagers, there was no one else in this courtyard, she took a slight breath, and her figure turned out from behind the rockery, with a fluttering black hair, flying in front of the two.

"Wow!" a wheat-skinned teenager was startled by the sudden appearance of Twelve, and took a big step back: "Are you looking for death? He beat his chest, his heart still beating uneasily.

"Who are you?" asked another teenager in a deep voice.

"Someone who wants to ask you something. Twelve hooked lips and smiled, the smile was indescribably cold and proud, the figure flashed from the spot, her feet kicked on the ground, she was like a lightning, very fast choked the necks of the two, a jump, took the two to the rockery, the wrist flipped, the backs of the two slammed into the rock, the pain was so painful that the eyes were full of stars, the neck was still pinched by the twelve in the palm of the hand, breathing stagnantly, and the cheeks quickly reddened.

"You...... Who the hell is it?"

"Don't worry, I just wanted to ask you something. The twelve eyes were cold and indifferent, but the strength of the five fingers was not small at all, and it made the eyes of the two of them roll white, and there were faint signs of fainting, "Where is the torture hall you are talking about?"

Her deep voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell, with a terrifying killing intent!

"I don't know!" A young man gritted his teeth and glared at Twelve viciously, looking like he would rather die than give in, Twelve's eyes were cold, and he snapped, but he broke his neck and let go of his hand, and the young man fell to the ground weakly along the rocks, and he was so angry that he died!

"Ahh......h What exactly do you want to do......"

"Where is the torture hall?" Twelve asked in a cold voice, Ming Ye and Lan Xin stood behind her, this disciple had already guessed that these three people were definitely not disciples of Yuntianmen! Who were they?

"Say!" Twelve snorted, and his five fingers pressed again, clamping the boy's throat.

"Doom ......" The young man closed his eyes in pain, his limbs twitched, he only felt that the air was deprived, his vision was hazy, and the fear of death made him tremble.

If you want to say it, you just nod. ”

He nodded vigorously, just wanting to drop his head to the ground.

Twelve hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and the extremely light arc: "Very good." ”

Letting go of his hand, the young man squatted on the ground holding his throat and coughed desperately, tears seeped out of the corners of his eyes, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and the fighting spirit in his body was running rapidly, as if he was about to make a move! Unexpectedly, a majestic coercion rushed straight from the top of his head, like a boulder, pressing on his chest, the young man's eyes widened in horror, and his body could not move at all under this pressure.

Strong!

It's so strong!

Seventh-order, this person is actually seventh-order!

"Don't try to play any tricks in secret, kill you, it's very simple. Twelve sneered, the low air pressure was still sent to the young man's body, so that he was almost prostrate on the ground, and he couldn't even straighten his back, in front of the absolute strong, his careful thinking was useless, if Fang Cai, he still had the idea of fighting with Twelve, then now, he could only choose to compromise.

"I ......"

"Forget the nonsense, let me ask again, where is the torture hall?" Twelve bent down slightly, and looked coldly at the young man below who was overwhelmed by his own coercion, the disciples she met when she entered Yuntianmen were all fifth- and sixth-order martial artists, didn't it mean that Yuntianmen accepted all extremely talented children? After years of cultivation, how could she only have such a little strength?

How did Twelve know that although these disciples were able to enter and leave the Yuntian Gate freely, their existence was only the lowest, and how could those geniuses live in such a courtyard similar to a miscellaneous courtyard? The disciples of the four elders all had independent halls, and in the Yuntian Gate, the hierarchy was strict, and if they wanted to become a human master, they had to rely on their strength to speak!

"In ...... In the sunset hall on the north side. "It's rare to be able to resist the pressure of Twelve, he was covered in cold sweat, trembling his mouth, pointing his finger to the north, he only hopes to get rid of this killing god as soon as possible! The feeling of being threatened by someone is really terrifying, he thought to himself, as long as he is saved, he will go to ventilate and report the news, and he is not afraid that this person who does not know the height of the sky will not die when the time comes!

"Xiexie. The thin lips opened slightly, and just when the boy thought that he had regained his life, a palm wind rushed down from the top of his head, and he shook all over, and a mouthful of blood splattered out of his mouth, but there was no sound.

Twelve Yi flicked his sleeves and sneered: "How can I give you a chance to report the news?"

She couldn't stay in any danger!

The shot was clean and neat, such a twelve, like a Shura from hell, when he killed, he didn't even blink his eyes, cruel and violent, Lan Xin's face was slightly pale, watching the twelve kill two people in a row, she was a little uneasy in her heart, but out of trust and worship for Twelve's almost crazy, she quickly threw away this discomfort.

And what about tomorrow night? He doesn't think twelve is cruel, this shijie, you are not ruthless, what awaits you is only the bullying and humiliation of others!

Twelve walked to the north with the identity of the Yuntianmen people, the Yuntianmen is very large, countless courtyards are high and orderly, and there are hurried disciples coming and going from time to time on the side, passing through the red lacquer corridor, bypassing several arched moon gates, Twelve's footsteps are slightly accelerated, and in the afternoon, the appearance of the Sunset Hall can already be seen.

"Whew!" Lan Xin patted his chest, panting with exhaustion, "This Yuntianmen is really big, and my legs are sore." ”

She didn't have a fighting spirit, she only relied on her own strength to follow behind Twelve, and after several hours of hurrying, how could she not be tired? Even tomorrow night was a sweaty appearance, the red sun was in the sky, Twelve squinted, and looked at the huge temple wrapped in thick clouds and mist, majestic and gloomy, like a beast with a bloody mouth, the closer she got to the sunset hall, the more intense the cold breath became, the yin wind gusted, and Twelve even smelled the smell of rust in the air! It was the smell that had been stained with blood for a long time.

"zhanzhu!" Just as she entered the Moon Gate, two cold lights flashed in her sight, and the black-robed man standing on the left and the right held a knife in his hand, blocking Twelve's way.

Their whole bodies were wrapped in black robes, and their faces were also wrapped in black cloth, only their eyes and mouths were exposed, and they were surprised to find that in this Sunset Hall, even the guards were martial artists at the peak of the sixth order!

"You can't enter or leave the forbidden land, don't you know?" Under the black cloth, the man's words were soft and cold, and a pair of shining eyes fell coldly on the body of the twelve and others.

Twelve pursed her lips tightly, her fingers tightened, she could feel that there was still the breath of others in secret, and it was obviously impossible to break through...... She hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled shallowly: "I am a friend of Senior Brother, and I have received the favor of Senior Brother before, I wonder if you can open up and let me meet Senior Brother?"

"No!" the two guards flatly refused, joking, if everyone who had received Yun Ruohan's favor wanted them to be accommodating, what would it be like?

Twelve eyes were cold, lowered his head, let out a long sigh, turned around in loneliness and frustration, and turned back step by step, as if he was very disappointed that he couldn't see Yun Ruohan, until he left the scope of Sunset Hall and came to a defeated courtyard, the cold smell of rust gradually dissipated.

"Master, what now?" asked Ming Ye worriedly.

Twelve shook his head and said lightly: "I'll talk about it in the evening." ”

The three of them left unhurriedly, swaying in the Cloud Sky Gate, Twelve was still sparing no effort to collect all the information about the torture hall, the three of them hid in the crowd, disguised as ordinary disciples, on the first day, they were really confused, and even had a sumptuous dinner in the dining hall.

As night fell, the clouds and mist above the mountain peaks were a little thicker, and the candlelight of the various courtyards flickered, and only the sound of insects wafting in the air from time to time.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill people and sell goods!