At dawn, Ning Yuchu was already dressed and standing under the tree, with a gauze map at his feet.

He carried one hand behind his back, and in the other hand he held a slap that resembled a firework tube.

This is the finished product that he designed and asked Linyou to help make.

After playing with it for a while, he fastened it to the crook of his arm, and when he lowered his sleeve, he was as good as before.

Tang Li stood beside him.

Canglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu also appeared with people.

Everyone was ready to go, like soldiers waiting for the marshal's order, and stood still.

Ning Yuchu glanced at everyone, raised his eyebrows and said, "Raising soldiers for a thousand days, use it for a while, let's go." ”

The crowd was well trained to keep up with him.

The old man jumped up behind him, and Xiaotian wagged his tail to follow.

Ming Xuan didn't dare to delay, and also grabbed his sword and squeezed into it.

Mingli watched them drift away until they disappeared into the morning mist, and his eyes lit up with melancholy and prayer.

May you return safely.

Wufu Mountain.

Heavenly Compassion Sect.

A young man in a black robe sat on a high seat, holding his forehead with one hand and pretending to sleep.

"Deputy head, there is a disciple who asks to see you."

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and the harmless aura of his body was gone, only the coldness in his long narrow eyes.

"Let him in."

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't been able to sleep for days.

Soon, a disciple came in and bowed down to report: "The disciple found the figure of the Seventh Senior Uncle and others who had been missing for three years in Xingyang Town. ”

Hua Fengyang frowned, Cao Quan and the others were sent by him to arrest Tianguang Ancestor three years ago, and there was still information at the beginning, but then they completely lost contact.

He sent people to look for them, but he never wanted to find them.

"Send more people to look for it, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death."

"Yes."

When the people went down, the whole temple was quiet.

Hua Fengyang lost the mood to rest again, in recent days, he would always dream of staying in the Mingguang Sect for seven years, especially Tianguang Ancestor.

I felt a little restless in my heart and couldn't sleep soundly.

He twisted his fingertips and summoned the hall master in charge of the torture hall.

"Did you ask anything during this time?"

"No, these defeated generals of the Mingguang Sect are all hard bones, and they can't pry their mouths open."

Hua Fengyang became even more irritable when he heard this, and he put down his cruel words and said: "You tell them that I will give them one day at the end, and if they don't explain the Heart Sutra of the Ming Heart Recipe, tomorrow will be their death date." ”

"Disciple understands."

"If the result is still the same as before, you, the master of the torture hall, don't have to do it anymore."

The hall master trembled uncontrollably, he had followed the deputy head for six years, and he knew his temperament very well, so he was busy responding: "The disciple will definitely let them explain!" ”

Hua Fengyang had heard this many times, and he waved impatiently to let people go down.

It's time for dinner.

A table of delicacies was delivered from the kitchen.

But Hua Fengyang had no appetite at all, he opened the wine cork and poured it for himself, and the wine glass was slammed to the ground by him before it touched his lips.

He overturned the entire table.

The people waiting in the room were silent, and they tried to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible, for fear of making the deputy head unhappy and being dragged down to feed the wolf.

Hua Fengyang drove everyone out and lay straight on the bed.

Looking at the top of the tent, he sneered and muttered to himself.

"Master, Master, the apprentice knows that you are still alive, but what does it feel like to hide in Tibet and live like a mouse? It must be uncomfortable, right? ”

"As I said, you'll regret it."

"Hahaha......"

Listening to the laughter coming from inside, the disciples were terrified.

The temperament of the deputy head is becoming more and more uncertain, which is terrible.