Rong Hui put away the threatening letter, "Mentally retarded, boring." ”

She still has to guess who sent the letter?

Rong Hui meditated and breathed for a while, and after sending Jiang Xueyun back to the Wind and Rain Building first, she returned to the Sword Spirit Station.

Wang Shi, who was thinking about the materials for the rudder division in Qiongzhou, caught a glimpse of the visitor's heart, and suddenly raised his throat, "Fifth Senior Sister, where did you get an injury?" ”

Rong Hui simplified the matter of Jiang Mingyue and the Great Elder of the Tianyin Sect who died in the abyss, "Qingcheng Mountain is heavily guarded, and there are many formations in the Xuanying Cave, under what circumstances can ghost cultivators quietly bring out evil ghosts. ”

After the Golden Crow Spirit Array sealed the bronze coffin in the center of the earth, the ghost cultivators and demons wandering in Shu were wiped out by the people of the Qingcheng faction in ten years.

Even if there are those who escape, only a few.

The only explanation is that the inner ghosts of the Qingcheng faction followed closely behind Rong Hui and the others, and after they entered the center of the earth, they brought out the Ghost Crying Abyss and the monsters on the Twenty-Four Bridge.

The identity of the inner ghost is at least at the level of an elder, otherwise it would not be able to be silent and not alarm anyone.

The Qingcheng faction is the southwest barrier of Centralization.

If you don't catch this inner ghost, Rong Hui will be uneasy.

Wang Shi's explanation put an end to Rong Hui's conspiracy theory.

"In the third year after you suppressed your soul, there was a ground movement in Shu, not because of demons and monsters, but because of natural disasters. Wang Shi added: "Hundreds of thousands of people in Shuzhong were killed in that field movement, nearly 10 million people in Pingming were displaced, and two of the twenty-four bridges were broken. ”

Rong Hui asked, "Just what?"

Wang Shi said with a smile: "Elder Lu fell when he crossed the bridge, his head was on the bridge and he was disturbed by the anger and evil thoughts above, and he lost a little memory, according to her, it is not a great memory, it is a note memory about how to change from a fake fan to a real fan." ”

Lu Yaoyao's true fan head crown was shattered.

Speaking of this, Wang Shi deliberately glanced at Rong Hui.

Rong Hui's expression on his face was quite exciting.

In any case, she couldn't have imagined that Lu Yaoyao was a fake fan.

Wang Shi took out the treasured pill and melted it in warm water, and thoughtfully put a plate of candied fruit next to the medicine bowl, "After you left, there was a riot in the major sects in Qiongzhou at the same time, and I didn't have anything to say to the sect master of the Psychic Sect, and I was worried about the Sword Spirit Sect so I left." ”

"Riot at the same time?" Rong Hui thought that something was wrong, she took out a threatening letter and pondered: "The gang committed the crime?"

The Red Blood Realm came so coincidentally, saying that there was no premeditation, Rong Hui didn't believe it at all.

The person who sent the threatening letter came for the Fa Xiang, and coincided with the Great Elder of the Tianyin Sect.

Wang Shi listened to Rong Hui talk about her getting the Divine Dragon Law Phase, and the first person to suspect was Tan Boxuan of the Ziwei Sword Sect.

During the time when Ronghui had an accident, Tan Boxuan was with him, and he treated him in the bedroom of the sect master of the Psychic Sect, separated by a layer of gauze curtains, and his breath did not change.

Wang Shi said unhurriedly: "What does the fifth senior sister think?" ”

Rong Hui pinched his nose and drank the medicine, "Ghost Xiu dares to do it to me in the daytime, which shows that Qiongzhou is already their base camp, and they have nothing to fear." ”

"Every sect may cooperate with the ghost cultivator or have been controlled by the ghost cultivator, they may be for the sake of my Fa, or they may simply want to kill me. ”

Rong Hui felt that the Great Elder of the Tianyin Sect was the stone used by the ghost cultivator to throw stones and ask for directions, "My idea is that no one can trust it, all the wicked people, and then use the elimination method to eliminate suspicion." ”

Fengxue Lou once cooperated with Ghost Repair.

There is something wrong with the shadow of the Sect Master of the Psychic Sect.

As the first sect in Qiongzhou, there are two possibilities for ghost cultivation to be so rampant in Qiongzhou.

One is that the crape myrtle sword faction can't do it.

There is some kind of unspeakable agreement between them, they do not interfere with each other, and they can support and help each other in special times.

The other is the Ziwei Sword Sect, which is the puppet of the ghost cultivator of Penglai Pavilion.

The two brothers of Tianlong Peak, Qin Yan and Qin Lie, couldn't find out anything for the time being.

One thing is for sure.

Qin Lie had an innate ghost-attracting physique, he didn't have the aura of ghost cultivation on his body, and Tianlong Peak seemed to be the only one of the four major sects that was clean.

The purer it is, the dirtier and filthy it is.

Everything is just Rong Hui's conjecture.

Rong Hui took the threat letter and said with a smile: "Senior brother, let's play a game." ”

Wang Shi was stunned.

Why are you smiling so eeriely when playing games?

Wang Shi had a toothache, "You..... You said. ”

Rong Hui said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal, senior brother, you rub out this threatening letter, aren't the various sects in Qiongzhou rioting today? Send them one by one, why only threaten me? Everyone is a monk, who does he look down on?!"

Wang Shi: "......"

The thinking of the fifth junior sister is not understood by ordinary people.

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Psychic Sect.

Wang Hongyu took the blood-stained threat letter, looked at the blood-red skull under the small letterhead, his body was as stiff as iron, a chill came out of his fingers, and his eyes were almost bursting out.

"The game has just begun, guess who I am?"

In his eyes, the threatening letter was the judge's soul hook pen, and the cold air gushed out.

"Grandfather, grandfather!" Wang Hongyu's face turned pale, he stumbled into the bedroom of the sect master of the Psychic Sect, and opened his mouth wide: "They ...... They're coming! they're going to bloody the Psychic Sect, grandfather!"

The sect master of the psychic sect turned over, and Wang Hongyu's pale face was reflected in his cloudy eyes, and reprimanded: "What a panic, how many times have I told you that as a young master, you must hide your joys, sorrows, and sorrows in your heart, and how to do a good job as a sect master, so that I can rest assured that the psychic sect will be handed over to you....."

The sect master of the Psychic Sect looked at the blood-dripping letterhead in Wang Hongyu's hand, and his angry words turned into fish bones stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak, his eyes widened angrily, and his heart suddenly became half cold.

"This ......" the Psychic Sect Master stood up suddenly, his thin hands touching but not daring to touch the letterhead.

The sect master's eyes kept on his eyes, and he said in despair: "Heaven is going to kill me, heaven is going to kill me!"

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Wind and rain building.

The disciples of the Wind and Rain Building stared at the letterhead that suddenly appeared, hatred surging in their eyes.

Jiang Xueyun was still asleep, they had no backbone, and they didn't know what to do with the letterhead.

The letterhead evokes the cruelest, most fearful, and most desperate secrets in their hearts, and everyone is afraid to come out.

——

Crape Myrtle Sword Sect.

The Ziwei Sword Sect has a large number of people, and the news is fast.

"The things in the sea said that they would slaughter my Ziwei Sword Sect with blood today, and my faction was in danger!"

"Isn't it enough to sacrifice a hundred brides back then?

"No wonder we attacked our faction today, those things are just fighting in the front!"

"How many people do you say?"

"It is said that a thousand. ”

"I heard from the first senior brother on letterhead that there are 10,000 monsters!"

“.....”

When the words reached the ears of the head of the Ziwei Sword Sect, he had already turned into a monster in the sea who was dissatisfied with the Ziwei Sword Sect, and led an army of 100,000 to slaughter the Ziwei Sword Sect tonight.

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Tianlong Peak.

Qin Lie looked at the bloody letterhead and frightened the six gods, and hurriedly asked his disciples to find the eldest brother.

He'd already experienced the scene of being produced by a million ghosts twice, and he didn't want to do it again.