This night, Wu Rong and Hate Shui stayed in Shuyalou to steal the forbidden fruit.

On this night, the phantom in the Heavenly Sword Gate and a pseudo-saint realm powerhouse were assassinated and died in bed at the same time.

On this night, Qian Wuwei was crossing the Little Sage Tribulation, on the verge of death, and was desperately trying to live.

After Wu Rong and Hatred Shui forcibly separated Xie Siyu, Tidbit Mian and Mu Wanqing from Shuya Building, the five of them walked all the way in the direction of Tianqiong Pavilion.

The assassination of a pseudo-saint realm powerhouse in the Heavenly Sword Gate was earth-shattering and made the cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Gate panic.

More than 3,000 years ago, Huangpu Lianzhi was also assassinated in the retreat, who the murderer is has always been a mystery, because Huangpu Lianzhi was involved in the assassination of Xu Hui, yes, Zhao Tong dealt with the matter coldly.

Zhao Tong's handling method was very inappropriate, but from the perspective of the Huangpu family, they had to swallow their anger and no longer pursue the real culprit who assassinated Huangpu Lianzhi, so that the matter would not be resolved.

What about the murderer this time? There are too many doubts in this matter, and this matter also involves Xu Hui, how will Zhao Tong deal with it? Now in the Heavenly Sword Gate, does Zhao Tong still have the right to ask about this matter?

"Damn, it's all Wuwei's trouble, if he slashed the little fox spirit of the phantom with a sword in Xuanyang City, how could such a bad thing happen now? Senior Brother Hate Shui, ...... you" Wu Rong looked at Hate Shui and Mu Wanqing with a strange expression, and some words were said in front of Mu Wanqing.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, this matter is ...... I listened to the arrangement of the senior brother. Hateful Water smiled bitterly.

"Well, that's the best, that's it...... Senior Brother is very passive!I hope Senior Brother don't get involved too deeply, it is about the death of a pseudo-saint realm powerhouse, I am afraid that that thing will come out and deal with it personally, hey!" Wu Rong pulled Xie Siyu and the second daughter of Tidbit Mian with both hands, his face was ugly, and he let passers-by avoid the five of them from afar.

"I'm afraid that the entire Heavenly Sword Sect will be in chaos now! Let's tell the news to Senior Brother as soon as possible, everything is up to Senior Brother to decide. Hatred Shui grabbed Mu Wanqing's little hand with his right hand, but his heart kept sinking, he knew that this matter was not as simple as they imagined, and he was afraid that it would cause greater twists and turns.

The situation in the Creation Continent is weird, and even the situation of the Heavenly Sword Gate has become weird, and the current Heavenly Sword Gate is no longer the Heavenly Sword Gate when Zhao Tong was in power, and even Zhao Tong in the Saint Realm can only avoid the muddy waters of the Heavenly Sword Gate far away, not to mention Wu Rong and the Hatred Water.

"Senior Brother Hate Water, this news may be known by Senior Brother by now, after all, Senior Brother has many more ways to obtain information than us, let's go, I hope Senior Brother is still in the Heavenly Dome Pavilion now." Wu Rong took Xie Siyu and Tidbit Mian's second daughter with his left and right hands, and strode towards the direction of the Heavenly Dome Pavilion......

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"How could this be? shouldn't it? That is a pseudo-saint realm powerhouse, how could he be assassinated and killed silently?" Mo Xiuwen's brows furrowed tightly, and Meng Feiyan sat beside him without saying a word.

The news was so shocking that Mo Xiuwen and Meng Feiyan were both in shock now.

"Xiuwen, do you think this incident has anything to do with the assassination of Huangpu Lianzhi back then?" Meng Feiyan said in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, when Huangpu was stabbed to death, the matter involved Uncle Xu, and Uncle Zhao dealt with it coldly At this time, who is the murderer? None of us know, perhaps, there is nothing to do between these two things, right?" Mo Xiuwen shook his head lightly and said.

"The sect is really messed up, but it's good that we all left early, otherwise...... Forget it, these things are not in our hands at the moment, we still have to stay in the Sky Dome Pavilion honestly, there is now Zhao Shibo in charge here, I believe that no ghost dares to make trouble. Meng Feiyan gently leaned his head on Mo Xiuwen's shoulder, and said with a sad face.

Mo Xiuwen stretched out his hand and gently touched Meng Feiyan's pretty face, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the worry between his eyebrows could not be concealed, he said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that I'm afraid that Senior Uncle Zhao will leave the Heavenly Dome Pavilion and return to the sect to investigate this matter, after all, this matter involves Senior Uncle Xu, Senior Uncle Xu and Senior Uncle Zhao, you don't know, hey! I don't have a clue!

Meng Feiyan was silent for a while......

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Zhao Tong sat on the stone bench, his brows furrowed, his right hand lightly knocked on the stone table, his face was not happy or angry, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart?

Squeak squeak......

The courtyard door of the backyard of the Heavenly Dome Pavilion opened gently, and Wu Rong and Hatred Shui walked into the backyard lightly with Xie Siyu, Tidbit Mian and Mu Wanqing, and came to Zhao Tong.

Seeing the five people, Zhao Tong nodded lightly and said: "I already know what happened in the sect, you have a heart, if there is nothing to do, go back to the room to rest! Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Hate Shui, since you brought them back to the Heavenly Dome Pavilion, then treat them well in the future! Strive to open up the branches and leaves of our Heavenly Sword Sect as soon as possible." ”

"Senior brother, I have already ...... what you arranged," Hatred Shui opened his mouth.

Zhao Tong waved his hand to interrupt Hate Shui's words, and said: "Senior Brother Hate Shui, your business is over, you don't have to meddle in the rest of the matter, it's better to stay here and cultivate with peace of mind in the future." ”

Indeed, the matter between the Hate Water and the Phantom has ended, and the Phantom is now dead, regardless of whether the previous incident between the Phantom and the Hate Water really happened?

Phantom's death gave Zhao Tong a headache, of course, it was just a headache, after all, Phantom was not born to Zhao Tong and Xu Hui, and there was no blood relationship between Phantom and Zhao Tong.

"Senior brother, I'm ......" Hatred Shui rubbed his hands, and was hit by Zhao Tong's words, and he felt like he was being teased by Zhao Tong.

"Hate Senior Brother Shui, that thing...... It's over, no! That didn't happen at all, don't you know?" Zhao Tong's eyes looked coldly at the hatred of the waterway.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Hate Water has no other meaning, let's leave, let's leave. Wu Rong pulled up the hatred water and walked towards the courtyard gate, Mu Wanqing, Xie Siyu and Tidbit Mian also followed and exited the backyard.

"Senior Brother Wu, shouldn't I really tell Senior Brother about this? I don't want to be misunderstood for the rest of my life. "After walking out of the backyard and into the hall, hate the waterways.

"Senior Brother Hate Shui, I didn't say you, why are your brains so muddy! Do you think it's really interesting to talk to Senior Brother about these things now? Senior Brother is not thinking about you at all now, even if you say it, I'm afraid it's just a vain statement, whether the thing is right or wrong, I know it in my heart, my generation of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, sit upright, act right, how can I care about those gossips?" After Wu Rong gave Hate Water a look, he pulled Xie Siyu and the second daughter of Tidbit Mian and strode up the stairs.

"The matter has nothing to do with you, Senior Brother Wu, of course you don't have to care about gossip, but can I not care? Hateful Water looked at Wu Rong's back and said fiercely.

"Hate the water, there's nothing wrong with being a backstabber, it's much better than being a cuckold......, isn't it? Lao Tzu is going back to the room to rest, Senior Brother Hate Shui, you have a headache slowly!" Wu Rong grinned obscenely at Hate Shui.

"This shit! No matter, even if Lao Tzu wants to take care of it, he can't manage it, bad luck! What a fucking bad luck!" Hatred Shui grabbed Mu Wanqing's right hand and walked towards the stairs......

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"What the hell do you think in your heart? This thing is beyond my expectations, isn't it possible that you can't wait?" Zhao Tong muttered to himself.

After a long time, Zhao Tong stood up and looked in the direction of the Heavenly Sword Gate, with a faint smile on his old face.

Who really understands the thoughts of the wise demon Zhao Tong?

Phantom Shadow and a pseudo-saint realm powerhouse were assassinated in bed, it stands to reason that Zhao Tong should be anxious at this time, but Zhao Tong is full of smiles, as if he didn't care much about this matter at all......

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"My saint tribulation is coming, no! The saint tribulation is too terrifying, with my current cultivation, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive the saint tribulation safely, the scene of the senior brother crossing the saint tribulation, I witnessed it with my own eyes at the time, I still have to continue to exercise my physique, if I want to survive the saint tribulation safely, physique is the key, in the next time, I will give up the perception of the origin of the power of the golden system law, and work hard to exercise the physique. ”

Chen Yinghua stood up, his eyes looked at the black in front of him, his eyes were blazing, very sharp, like two sharp swords.

After Zhao Tong survived the Little Sage Tribulation and left the Saint Realm, Chen Yinghua stayed alone in the life and death level trial ground to comprehend the origin of the power of the Golden Law and exercise his physique for many years.

There is not much time left for Chen Yinghua, but now he is not sure that he will be able to survive the tribulation of the little saint and achieve the realm of a saint.

For Chen Yinghua, it is not a big problem to successfully survive the third wave of the Saint Tribulation, the trouble is how to survive the attacks of the first two waves of the Saint Tribulation, and these two waves of the Saint Tribulation are the problem that Chen Yinghua is most worried about.

As the most outstanding alchemist in the Creation Continent, Chen Yinghua's martial arts heart and will are very powerful, otherwise it would be impossible to develop the Law Energy Cannon.

"Perhaps, I can use the Law Energy Cannon to resist the attack of the first wave of Saint Tribulation, but unfortunately, there is too little energy, otherwise...... Hey!"

Chen Yinghua strode forward, and the black flying knives attacked densely, constantly shooting at him, and the sound of ping-pong was endless......