In the impression of the two, although Deacon Bai is not very kind on weekdays, he has always been kind to others, and few people see him angry.

But Mo Hansheng could roughly guess the reason why he was behaving like this at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart.

Deacon Bai turned around, his face was very solemn, and he used the secret method to sense, and found that the trace of spiritual imprint left on the one-eyed man had disappeared.

There are only two possible reasons for this to happen: one is that the one-eyed man secretly removed the brand by some special method, and the other is that the one-eyed man has an accident in the valley, and the brand naturally dissipates with his death.

According to Deacon White's guess, he was more inclined to the latter, but this was not good news for him.

He tried his best to coerce the one-eyed man into the canyon to capture Mu Xingqi Ling for himself, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to hand over two high-grade magic weapons to the other party to use.

Now not only did he fail to obtain that treasure, but even his two magic weapons were buried in the canyon with the one-eyed man, which can really be said to be a loss to his wife and soldiers.

Deacon Bai quickly stepped to the position between Mo Hansheng and Tong Yan and stood still, and glanced at the three of them coldly.

If the roar before was just a momentary gaffe caused by the failure of the one-eyed man, the return of Mo Hansheng and the others made Deacon Bai have a very strange idea of luck in his heart.

He didn't care about the life or death of the one-eyed man at all, anyway, he made up the story of the son of an old man casually.

But for him, Mu Xing Qi Spirit was a treasure that could be used to improve his cultivation.

He spent a huge amount of money to find out the whereabouts of this thing, and he carefully planned for a long time to wait until today, how could he give up so easily?

Although the one-eyed man died, this time the Yunmeng Canyon group was not without survivors.

Is it possible that Mu Xingqi Ling fell into the hands of these people?

Although this possibility is not high, for the sake of Mu Xingqi Ling, he is not willing to let go of even this possibility.

Deacon Bai's gaze swept back and forth over several people's bodies, even the little fat man and Yu Jinsong who were in a coma did not miss them.

But although his status and cultivation are high, he can't be a teacher and make trouble with the disciples of his sect.

Deacon Bai thought in his heart, the furrow between his eyebrows deepened a little, and he suddenly sighed and said, "The spiritual imprint I left on him has dissipated. ”

Everyone was stunned, and before they could react, Deacon Bai's face had become a very sad and regretful look: "My son of the old man is dead!" ”

Without waiting for Mo Hansheng and the others to speak, Tong Yan was already impatient and said, "If you die, you will die, what will you do with me?" ”

Deacon Bai glanced at him and said coldly: "He entered the canyon with more than ten disciples of this sect that day, and now the murderous thing in the inner has awakened in advance, and most of the remaining disciples have encountered accidents, and only the five of you have come out alive, and the old man suspects that his death is related to one of you." ”

White Deacon's reasoning was unreasonable, logically speaking, it didn't make sense at all, but Mo Hansheng had vaguely guessed what he wanted to do in his heart.

Li Hongmei explained the flaw in one sentence: "That person's death may have been caused by the murderous creatures in the valley, or it may have been committed by a monk who entered the canyon through other entrances, how can Deacon Bai conclude that this matter is related to us?" ”

Deacon Bai shook his head and said, "Although the old man can't conclude that his death is related to you, he can't rule out this possibility, right?" ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Mo Hansheng: "Moreover, the old man can feel that the smell of blood on your body is very strong, it should be that you have killed a lot of demon beasts in the valley or ...... Monk. ”

"There is danger in the canyon, and it is reasonable to kill some demon beasts for self-protection." Mo Hansheng did not deny his claim, but he would not be stupid enough to admit that he had killed other monks.

Tong Yan on the side suddenly smiled, and there was a bit of ill-will in his laughter: "I see, then you can find this kid to confirm it, I don't have time to accompany you." ”

Hearing Deacon Bai point the finger at Mo Hansheng, he couldn't help but feel a little gloating in his heart.

If it were normal times, he would definitely want to stay and watch a good show, but at this moment, the palm injury that was heavily injured by Mo Hansheng has not healed, and he is in a hurry to return to the Rizong for treatment, how can he have the heart to delay here?

After saying this, he wanted to leave the place quickly, but was stopped again.

"No one is allowed to leave until the truth is known!" Deacon Bai said coldly, he naturally couldn't let Tong Yan leave easily.

In fact, the so-called smell of blood is too strong, just a temporary excuse for him to find an opportunity to attack a few people.

Deacon Bai could see at a glance that Mo Hansheng was refining the cultivation of the second layer of the Qi Realm, and he didn't actually feel that he had the ability to kill the one-eyed man in his heart.

Compared with Mo Hansheng and his party, who were lowly in cultivation, the childlike face of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm had a slight possibility.

Moreover, the fact that he was in such a hurry to leave deepened the suspicions of the white deacon.

As for Yu Jinsong's situation, Deacon Bai also knows a little.

As a disciple of the elders of the Medicine Hall, Yu Jinsong spent most of his time focusing on improving his alchemy skills in addition to practicing on weekdays, and he didn't have any powerful fighting methods at all.

Deacon Bai said: "Although he is the most suspicious, a few of you may not be able to get out of it." Although my junior was born in casual cultivation, he was not easy to follow. Maybe a few of you joined forces to assassinate him. ”

Li Hongmei frowned and said: "Deacon Bai, even if you are a deacon, you can't slander us without any grounds, aren't you afraid that this matter will be passed on to the torture hall?" ”

Hearing Li Hongmei mention the torture hall, Deacon Bai's face couldn't help but change.

But perhaps because Mu Xingqiling's temptation was too great, even under the pressure of the torture hall, he didn't plan to stop there: "Whether it is slanderous or not, we will know after the old man investigates this matter clearly." ”

Seeing him so aggressive, Tong Yan snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you want?" ”

The white deacon said two words coldly: "Search." ”

Li Hongmei frowned, and before she could refute it, Tong Yan couldn't help but sneer: "Joke! The surname is white, who do you think you are, and dare to search my body? ”

Deacon Bai's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and waved it twice at him.

only heard two snapping sounds, and two red marks appeared on Tong Yan's cheeks, and the cheeks that had been swollen gradually bulged again.

"You!"

Tong Yan was a little stunned by these two sudden slaps, and he was about to go crazy when he reacted.

When he looked at Deacon Bai's cold gaze, he finally thought that the other party's strength was far above his own, and he immediately closed his mouth in amusement.

Seeing that Deacon Bai was also so ruthless to the disciples of Hongluan Peak, Li Hongmei couldn't help but be shocked.

But she hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "Deacon Bai, the sect has a rule, no matter what the disciples of each peak find in the Yunmeng Canyon, it will belong to them, after all, these things are equivalent to what we exchanged for our lives." ”

Hearing her say this, Deacon Bai smiled and said, "Don't worry, the old man just wants to confirm that the death of that junior has nothing to do with you, and it is not what Tou Tuer and others gained in the valley." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Hansheng, who had not squeaked, finally moved, he glanced at Li Hongmei, turned his head and said to Deacon Bai: "Even if you are searched, how can you prove that the death of that person has nothing to do with us?" What's more, she is a daughter, so she can't let you mess around? ”