To the east of Haitian Pavilion, Feng Yuyao frowned and looked at the chaos ahead.

Her instincts told her that something wasn't right.

She has been very busy these days, and when Lu Yun's matter reached her ears, she also ran to ask her master about it, and learned that it was true.

Although she didn't quite understand why Lu Yun gave up the spot.

Yes, give up.

She didn't think that disciple could beat Lu Yun, since she noticed the gap between herself and Lu Yun, Feng Yuyao had an inexplicable trust in the other party.

When these things happened at night, her first thought was to stop these disciples from making a big fuss.

Feng Yuyao is not stupid, if it was just for the quota, it would be impossible to make such a fuss, someone is making trouble behind her back.

With this thought, Feng Yuyao carefully observed those disciples, and indeed found a few things fishing in troubled waters.

These disciples hid behind people's backs and attacked the killers several times.

Greeting his own people, Feng Yuyao led people to prepare to round up those disciples, if there is a problem, let's talk about it when they are caught.

Those people were also vigilant, and when they were discovered, they fled without saying a word.

One of them, who was suspected by Feng Yuyao to be the leader, ran the fastest.

"Song Xiao, catch him!"

The distance was a little far, Feng Yuyao couldn't catch up, so she could only shout Song Xiao over there.

Song Xiao, who was stopping the dispute, was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously looked at Feng Yuyao, her eyes a little puzzled.

It was this delay that made the disciple run away after Song Xiao.

“……”

"I'm sorry, I'm going to ......" Song Xiao apologized, and before she could finish speaking, she saw a bright light crossing the sky.

A figure flashed in front of many people, and Senior Sister Lu Yunlu, who was labeled as "wasted", quickly turned to chase the direction that the person left.

The simple and neat cyan dress crossed the night like a meteor, startling a group of people.

"Damn, Senior Sister Lu is fine."

"I'll just say, how can Senior Sister Lu lose!"

A bunch of fans suddenly became excited, chasing the direction where Lu Yun was going.

Feng Yuyao thought about it and followed.

"I'm sorry."

Song Xiao was by Feng Yuyao's side and apologized in a low voice.

"It's okay, you didn't mean to." Glancing at Song Xiao, Feng Yuyao always felt that she saw the tiredness in the other party's eyes.

It's like I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

But sleep was no longer a necessity for monks like them.

Is there something on your mind?

Feng Yuyao guessed in her heart.

She carefully recalled the memories of this time, only to find that she was too busy, and it seemed that she hadn't stayed with Song Xiao for a long time.

Unconsciously, the relationship between the two has faded a lot.

Occasionally, Feng Yuyao could see some unfamiliar expressions on Song Xiao's face.

It's like dark paranoia.

But when she looked at it again, there was nothing.

"Song Xiao, when this matter is over, let's go out to practice together."

She invited.

She and Song Xiao met in Weimo, and the two have come all the way to the present, and many years have passed.

Song Xiao is her lover, a Taoist couple, and a relative and friend.

She hoped that she could be with Song Xiao for a long time.

“…… Let's take a look. Song Xiao, who should have agreed, gave an ambiguous answer.

Feng Yuyao pursed her lips and didn't ask again, her eyes were a little dim.

She remembered Lu Yun's reminder before.

It is said that let yourself look at the people around you more and be careful.

At that time, it was Song Xiao who stood beside her, and she observed it later, but she didn't find any problems.

Really...... Is there no problem.

A faint doubt grew from the bottom of my heart, although it was quickly pressed down by Feng Yuyao, but there were some thoughts, once they came out, they could never be forgotten.

"Hey, isn't this direction the Wuluan Peak where the master is here?"

Feng Yuyao looked at the path and let out a voice of surprise.

Song Xiao apprenticed to the forgotten dust ancestor in the Tibetan Sword Sect, Feng Yuyao has also been here a few times, and she is very familiar.

Looking at the escape route of the man, it was really Wuluan Peak.

"Tsk, isn't this a self-defeating trap?" She muttered, but relieved.

The one who lives here is the most powerful old ancestor of the Hidden Sword Sect, and that person ran here to find death.

"Hmm." Song Xiao responded, Xu felt that he was too indifferent, and added: "Master is here, don't worry." ”

In fact, the same is true.

At the moment when that person officially stepped into Wuluan Peak, Lu Yun, who was chasing behind, felt a powerful qi machine fall from the top of Wuluan Peak.

"Humph!" Just a cold snort.

The power of one word made the disciple fall to his knees all of a sudden, covered in blood.

It was the Forgotten Dust Ancestor who made a move.

Maybe in the eyes of the ancestor, this is an ordinary method, but for this disciple, it is an absolute killing move.

"No!"

The disciple shouted, his face full of shock and bewilderment.

He stretched out his hand forward, looked up at the sky, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Help, save ......"

Before he finished speaking, the force that pressed on him completely crushed him.

A complete person exploded in front of Lu Yun, and Lu Yun didn't have time to stop it, and the other party died in front of her eyes.

Blood gushed out, wetting Lu Yun's cheeks.

Wiping the warm blood on his skin with his fingers, Lu Yun silently watched the other party's miserable death.

I can barely tell it's a person.

The face that should have been used to identify the identity was blurred with flesh and blood, shattered into countless pieces through the bones, and flowed with the red and white things.

In the eye socket, the eyeball had already exploded, leaving two bloody holes.

"This ......"

Feng Yuyao, who came later, looked at this scene and was a little surprised.

Shouldn't you take people down and wait for interrogation, why did the ancestor kill people as soon as he made a move.

"Just a demon, dare to be presumptuous!"

The voice of the ancestor exploded again in the sky, and everyone saw that wisps of demonic energy were floating from that person's body.

It's hidden so deep that you can't find it at all.

After the person died, this demonic qi was forced out by the ancestor.

And this dust-forgetting ancestor in the Tibetan Sword Sect is the most intolerant existence in his eyes, and when he heard that the other party was young, he hated those demon monks the most.

Come one to kill one, come two to kill a pair, the Forgotten Dust Ancestor is a real evil god in the eyes of those demon cultivators.

Later, for some reasons, the ancestor no longer went out of the mountain, but stayed in the Tibetan Sword Sect for retreat, but this temper didn't seem to have much to lose.

But since it's a demon cultivator, it really deserves to die.

It can only be said that the other party was unlucky, and he bumped into the hands of this most unsympathetic ancestor and died directly.

"Thank you Forgotten Dust Ancestor for your help."

The sound of breaking waves appeared, and the other party also rushed over.

This matter has alarmed the ancestor, and he has to explain one or two things.

It just so happened that many disciples had gathered here, and the people who should have been arrested were almost arrested.

Broken Lang took the opportunity to tell Xing Tianfeng and Lu Yun's cooperation.

"So Senior Sister Lu's weakness is fake, in order to act to attract these stinky and shameless spies?"

Someone pointed out the main point.

"I see, I just said that Senior Sister Lu will not fall down so easily."

"Go and go, you still suspected Senior Sister Lu before, I am the one who has always supported Senior Sister Lu."

The chapter name is typo, and it can't be modified, alas