At the top of Tianyue Peak, Yun Tingshen and Meng Yanyue had just finished a fight, and judging from the surrounding gravel and fallen trees, they knew that the battle was fierce and exciting.

"Yun Tingshen, the sword is not old! I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still better than me, you said you can't let me go back? Meng Yan closed the fan and pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Whoever pulls me and says I want to learn, don't complain if your skills are not as good as others." Yun Ting stood still calmly and said lazily.

"Can't you change your poisonous tongue? I don't know how your apprentice can bear it. Meng Yanyue raised his eyebrows.

"I don't bother you to worry about this, the competition is over, and the person behind Zhang Huaiqiu hasn't been found out yet?" Yunting's cold voice sounded in the wind.

"Speaking of this, I don't know what sweetness the people behind the scenes gave Zhang Huaiqiu, he even refused to say whether he was alive or dead, now everyone is half-dead, and he is left to hang in one breath, and his bones are still so hard." Meng Yanyue frowned slightly.

"Check it out." Yun Tingshen turned around and prepared to go down the mountain.

"You're going? This little thing...... "Before Meng Yanyue finished speaking, Yun Tingshen disappeared.

Meng Yanyue shook his fan and chuckled, "A guy with a cold face and a hot heart, and a duplicitous guy." ”

He immediately followed.

The two of them fell to the door of the dungeon, and before they could enter, they saw the prison officer in charge of the dungeon hurriedly come out, with a solemn expression.

The prison guard suddenly saw Meng Yanyue standing not far away, and knelt on the ground in shock.

"Song Jie, why are you so scared, am I so scary?" Meng Yanyue stepped forward and knocked on the shoulder of the prison guard Song Jie with a fan, "It's just right, we want to go in and see Zhang Huaiqiu's situation." ”

"Palm...... Teach the master, this ......" Song Jie looked panicked, and he swallowed.

"What? I don't have the qualifications to go in? Meng Yanyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

"The little one has no such intention, it's just ......" Song Jie wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart was crossed, and he closed his eyes and said, "It's just that Zhang Huaiqiu is dead." ”

"What?!" Meng Yanyue's voice was raised in vain, "Zhang Huaiqiu is dead?" How do you take care of it, I said before that you can't kill him no matter what, what are you going to do?! ”

Song Jie's face turned pale, and he replied tremblingly, "Zhangjiao, we did leave him hanging in a breath, but somehow, when we went to interrogate him, we found that he was out of breath." ”

"Zhangjiao, the brothers really did what you ordered, and we don't know what's going on......" Song Jie kowtowed desperately and cried.

"Let's go take a look." Yun Ting opened his mouth deeply.

"Alright, look at your useless appearance, lead the way." Meng Yan became more angry and didn't fight, what is this called, and his face was lost.

Song Jie hurriedly stood up and led the two into the dungeon.

"Zhangjiao, according to the time, it has been half an hour since we found out that Zhang Huaiqiu died, and it has been checked, it is not suicide." Song Jie opened the cell door neatly, looked at Zhang Huaiqiu on the ground and said.

"Not suicide?" Meng Yanyue frowned, "With such strict guarding, how could someone come in and kill Zhang Huaiqiu?" ”

Yun Tingshen stepped forward and looked at Zhang Huaiqiu's body, Zhang Huaiqiu's body was covered with various scars, his spiritual power was also suppressed, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in great pain when he died.

I probed with spiritual power again, and my physical strength was not poisonous.

Yun Tingshen felt that something was wrong, and carefully observed Zhang Huaiqiu's wound, his eyes suddenly paused, and he opened Zhang Huaiqiu's sleeve.

A wound that had healed attracted Yun Tingshen's attention, and this wound had not scabbed over for a long time!

Yun Ting sniffed deeply, there was the smell of Sanhua liquid, covering the wound with spiritual power, non-toxic.

What would that be? Yun Tingshen was about to withdraw his spiritual power, when suddenly something moved twice under the wound.

As soon as his breath stagnated, he quickly captured it with his spiritual power and dragged it out of the wound.

The next sight made everyone's eyes widen, and they saw a bug the size of a mung bean, completely black, wriggling and struggling in the air.

"Medium Harm Gu!" Meng Yanyue exclaimed.

Yun Ting frowned deeply, at first he thought it was poison, but he didn't expect it to be Gu.

After a person is hit by the Poison Gu, he can't see it for a short time, but he will slowly become drowsy, have a mental breakdown, and finally die in the torment of delirium.

Presumably, someone did something in the Sanhua Liquid and integrated the Medium Harm Gu into it.

But Gu is not only forbidden to be used in the Immortal Spirit Sect, but even in the entire human world, only the Wu Clan has it, how can it appear here?

"Put this thing away, this matter is very important, if it is not for the people of the Wu clan to sneak into the immortal gate, then someone is colluding with the Wu clan." Yun Tingshen handed over the Gu worm to Meng Yanyue.

"How dare anyone do such a thing right under my nose, it's bold! I'm going to find this man!" Meng Yanyue put away the Gu worms with a serious expression.

If you dare to use Gu to harm someone, no matter who it is, this person must be killed, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.