The death of this Qingyang Sect disciple was particularly tragic.

There are several large and small scars on the body, the waist seems to have been stabbed several times with a sharp weapon, even the congealed blood can't cover up the injury, and then looking up, there is an obvious strangulation mark and a few scratches on the neck, which is thought to be caused by his struggle.

The wide eyes and hideous and frightened face were also marked by sharp weapons, crisscrossing and crisscrossing like a chessboard, which made Xu Huan's heart palpitate, and he followed the blood flowing on his face to find its source, and finally came to the place where he was most seriously injured.

His head seemed to be hit by some kind of blunt object, and his entire head was blurred with flesh and blood, and even cracked to reveal something, and he was so disgusting that he couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Xu Huan faintly formed a huge wave in his heart and stomach, so he didn't look around, and for some reason thought that if the blacksmith in Yunyan Town didn't go to strike iron, but used a hammer to kill pigs, it would probably be the same effect.

Although it was the first time he saw this corpse, Wang Fugui still felt sick to his stomach, and he didn't surround the corpse like a few people, even so, he couldn't eat dry food, so he had to stick it on his waist and said respectfully: "A few masters, but what else do you need me to do." ”

Seeing that the corpses of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect had been dug up, and Wang Fugui had lost his due value, Wang Qian waved his hand and said coldly: "How far and how far is it." ”

didn't expect them to really let themselves go, Wang Fugui was secretly happy in his heart, and said, "The little one will get out." ”

Xu Huan glanced at Wang Fugui, who was still swallowing dry food, but couldn't eat it at this time, and thought to himself that everyone looks like this, you actually dare to rip off his clothes, you are really bold enough, no wonder you dare to pretend to be a disciple of Qingyang Sect, and they are all beginning to be a little curious about what means Wang Fugui used to rip off his clothes that day, and what things happened in the middle that are not enough for outsiders·········

Wang Fugui, who was like an amnesty, slowly retreated, until after confirming that the minds of several people were not on him, Wang Fugui hurriedly turned his head, stumbled and almost fell, but quickly stabilized his body and ran madly down the mountain.

I didn't expect this Qingyang Sect disciple to be in such a miserable state, Li Xuankong's face turned slightly pale, and he turned his head, if he looked closely, he would find that his teeth were biting each other hard.

Wang Qian put down the hand on Xu Huan's shoulder with a calm expression, slowly squatted down to observe it closely, and said, "This guy died really miserably. ”

Seeing Wang Qian's gaze, Xu Huan looked firmly at the corpse of the disciple of the Qingyang Sect, but his gaze was slightly sideways and focused on a certain point, cleverly excluding the most seriously injured head from his sight, but he still felt extremely uncomfortable in his stomach, and said: "It's like being strangled by a rope around the neck, and constantly being beaten to death by a blunt object." ”

Wang Qian sighed and said: "It is indeed not like a normal person to die so miserably, and it is not impossible to say that it was done by a group of madmen who returned to the bishop." ”

"But if Gao Yin did it, there should be traces of animal bites." Wang Qianqing touched the corpse of the Qingyang Sect disciple and said, "However, he only has the scars of an ordinary weapon blow on his body. It may have been his converts who had made a move, but since he was facing a disciple of the spiritual sect, whether out of caution or timidity, he should not have used his order of protection. ”

"Phaseless beasts." Li Xuankong muttered to himself unconsciously.

"Who could that be? It can't be hacked, right? I met a more powerful spiritual practice, but if this was the case, why torture him like this? Xu Huan was puzzled.

Whether it was the rope on his neck or the slam blow to his head, it was enough to kill, but this Qingyang Sect disciple not only suffered these injuries at the same time, but also teasingly scratched his face, plus those injuries on his body that were not fatal but could make people lose their mobility......

Tease....... Xu Huan thought of this word inexplicably, and said: "The other party seems to be happy with this...... If it's not a pervert, it's revenge, right? ”

"It's a little clever." Wang Qian glanced at him faintly with approval, and said: "Then you might as well think boldly, this person is not a disciple of Qingyang Sect, he and that Wang Fugui generally took off the clothes of the disciples of Qingyang Sect and oppressed the people, so they were hated and killed by him." ”

"You're too bold to think so."

"To imagine is to be bold and unrestrained. It's just a pity......" Wang Qian spread his hand and said, "Although this conjecture is very dramatic, it is untenable. ”

Indeed, if this person really pretends to be a disciple of Qingyang Sect, he will only be powerful in Qingsong City and Fengyang Town, but Qingsong City is the place where Qingyang Sect takes root, and it is too risky to pretend to be a disciple of Qingyang Sect, and the people of Fengyang Town have not seen a disciple of Qingyang Sect for several years, not to mention that there is such a person, it is impossible for Wang Fugui not to know.

Of course, maybe the murderer was Wang Fugui, but a few people had gone to the north gate to investigate this person, and according to the description of those who had seen this person, this person was just a beggar who was afraid of things no matter how he looked at it, and there was no reason to kill and torture this person, and he did not necessarily have the ability to kill him.

Although he tried his best to endure it, Xu Huan, who couldn't bear the discomfort in his stomach in the end, turned his head away and covered his mouth with his hand, feeling the sensation in his throat that was about to come out, and his brain was in chaos.

Although Li Xuankong's situation is better than Xu Huan, it is not much better, at this time, seeing Xu Huan turn his head, he finally couldn't help but turn his back to Wang Qian, even if his back is still straight, the clothes on his body are still meticulously clean and tidy, but it is inevitable that he will faintly show a sense of embarrassment.

Wang Qian raised his eyebrows and said, "You guys are like this, it's not good." ”

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After a while, Li Xuankong's face softened a little, turned his head to Wang Qian, hugged his fist, and said, "Let Brother Wang see and laugh." ”

Seeing the corpse again while speaking, Li Xuankong's face turned a little white again, and he hurriedly turned his head again.

Wang Qian was puzzled: "Hasn't Daochang Li never seen a dead person?" ”

Li Xuankong said ashamedly: "I have only gone down the mountain to kill some goblins for the people, except for one time when the elders in the sect died, this is the first time." ”

Wang Qian said with a bitter face: "I thought that even if we would inevitably fight to the death with the bishop in the end, we would also have the strength to fight, but it didn't seem to be the case." At that time, there is no need to fight, as long as those madmen who don't want to die kill themselves in front of you, Daochang Li, we will have no choice but to flee. ”

Li Xuankong's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment invisibly, but he quickly adjusted his mood, turned his head and clenched his fists again and said seriously: "I will do my best." ”

"Daoist Li, you are so polite, you don't need to turn your head every time you speak."

As soon as Wang Qian's voice fell, he jokingly called: "Why does Brother Xu look so embarrassed? ”

"Brother Wang, you don't have to be polite, I'm still thinking deeply about the cause of death of the disciple of the Qingyang Sect."

"How can the cause of death be separated from the body? It's better to take a closer look with me. ”

"Brother Wang, you once said that imagination is to be bold and unrestrained, I am facing the vast world at this time, looking down on the people of Fengyang Town, and the mood is unrestrained and heroic, so that imagination can be more bold and unrestrained."

"And what did you come up with?"

Xu Huan looked at the bustling crowd like black spots at the bottom of the mountain, and said with emotion: "People, they are as fragile as ants. ”

Wang Qian thought that this guy was probably too stimulated and was about to lose his mind, so he had to give up teasing him and wanted to stand up, but he squatted down again, Wang Qian tried to stand up again, but instead sat down.

As a result, Wang Qian, who had failed several times, lost the last patience, and after the last failure, in order to stabilize his body, Wang Qian put his hands on the ground and leaned forward, just close to the corpse.

Because it was too close, Wang Qian unexpectedly found something he hadn't seen before, and twisted it up in surprise. I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, Xu Huan." Wang Qian sat on the ground and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, my feet are numb."

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A few people who seemed to have nothing to gain came home. Li Xuankong thought that no matter what happened to this person in his life, he would never let him expose his corpse, not to mention that several people would dig him out of the soil pit, and moral character would eventually overcome physiology, so he forcibly endured all kinds of physical and psychological discomfort, closed the eyes of the Qingyang Sect disciple with his hand, covered the green shirt, and chose a place with relatively better feng shui.

Finding that Wang Fugui had fled in a hurry, he had forgotten to take his shovel with him, so Li Xuankong simply borrowed it, without using his aura, and dug the soil one by one, until he dug a deep pit and did not stop.

After burying the body in the ground, Li Xuankong finally made a dirt bag and bowed deeply to this humble grave, and then left with a shovel and Xu Huan Wang Qian.

Shortly after the three of them left, a red robe appeared in front of the mound.

Behind him was a man dressed in a wide black robe that concealed his figure and face.

The red-robed man said lightly: "Can you send things back?" ”

The dark shadow lowered his voice and said respectfully, "Several disciples have already set off, and it is expected that they will be delivered to the sect leader soon." ”

"I hope so." The red-robed man said, "What do you say over there?" ”

The black shadow naturally knew what the other side was referring to, so he quickly replied: "That Taoist priest is dressed as Li Xuankong of Chunquan Mountain, and the realm is probably Yueyuan, as for the other young man, ......"

The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said, "It's from Yunyan Town, probably just a mortal. ”

"Probably?" The red-robed man said unhappily.

The black shadow's voice became more and more respectful: "Judging from the current performance, it is indeed just an ordinary person. ”

The red-robed man looked into the distance and said, "Is it just the Leaping Abyss Realm, it seems that I am still too cowardly as the sect leader said." ”

The black-clothed people were shocked, their figures became more and more rickety, and their voices became more and more respectful: "Bishop, this is cautious. ”

"There is no need to question the sect leader, the sect leader said that he is cowardly." The red-robed man shook his head, looked at his right hand, and said coldly, "But sooner or later, I will avenge this sword and prove myself to the sect master." ”

The black-clothed man's lips were slightly dry, and his heart became more and more frightened.

"Now that the things have been sent, the information has also been obtained." The red-robed man turned his head and said, "Then it's almost time to play some games." ”

The man in black bent down and said yes.

The red-robed man stood where Xu Huan had just stood, looking down at the bottom of the mountain, seemingly with a scattered gaze, but in fact, his mind was firmly locked on the three people who had just come down the mountain.

He'd been locked on them ever since they touched the map that day.

He believed they couldn't escape the palm of his hand.

Because he is a cardinal whose status as a bishop is second only to the leader of the oracle, he thinks that he may indeed be the best cardinal to track.

His order of refuge is called the Phaseless Beast.

Gao Yin looked at the three people who had already looked at the three black dots that had become three connected together, and said lightly: "What the sect leader said is extremely true, you will only find it when you stand at the highest place, cultivators, but they are just slightly larger ants. ”