The method of opening and closing the ghost prison in the dry well can only be mastered by the sect master of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and before he could land on the ground, when he saw Dong Nanyan planted headlong into the dry well, Ye Jing's eyes turned black and he almost fell into the air.

There was still the last crack left in the closing manhole cover, and the old man swooped down from the air, causing a storm in the silent snow of the mountain behind.

Ye Jing's hands were clasped in the gap, and the aura in front of his fingers continued to penetrate into it, preventing the manhole cover from closing, "Ye Hua, hurry up and open the seal!"

The man was indifferent, and the old man, who had already made a gap the size of a finger in the manhole cover, could not hold on any longer, and retreated from the well.

didn't expect that it would end like this in the end, Ye Jing, who was sitting on the snow, shouted angrily at Ye Hua: "Why don't you open the seal?"

Although his face changed, Ye Hua quickly said indifferently: "Third uncle, the dry well ghost prison can only be opened for twenty breaths, otherwise the ghost things that have been sealed underground may take advantage of the opportunity to come out, as the sect master of the Fallen Leaf Sect, how can I let this kind of thing happen." ”

"As the sect master of the Fallen Leaf Sect?", the old man who had never done anything to Ye Hua rushed over from the snow and grabbed the man's clothes, "Senior Nephew Dong is related to the future of the Fallen Leaf Sect, you forced him to death like this?!"

"Third uncle, I didn't expect this either. ”

Ye Hua easily broke the old man's hand away, and then bowed his head slightly and said: "Dong Nanyan's death is already a fact, third uncle, if you are simply sad for Dong Nanyan's death, then I have no opinion, but if you are worried that the Falling Leaf Sect will not come out after his death, then you are wrong!"

The long hair that was scattered gave the man an indescribable demonic meaning, "Third Uncle, don't worry, in my hands, the Fallen Leaf Sect will definitely be stronger!"

Gently patting the old man's shoulder, Ye Hua turned around and left here.

Affectionate and hateful since ancient times, good dreams are the easiest to wake up.

Ye Jing, who was still full of infinite expectations for the Fallen Leaf Sect some time ago, was like a stupid old man under the mountain, holding the dry well with both hands, and muttered: "Senior nephew Dong, it's Uncle I'm sorry for you." ”

The people on the Guigen Mountain had not dispersed, and after waiting for a while, seeing that only Ye Hua had come back, and Ye Jing and the young girl had disappeared for a long time, Zhao Miao asked, "Sect Master, what about them?"

Glancing at Ye Zhi, who was also looking at him anxiously, Ye Hua sighed lightly, "That girl refused to move, and was thrown into the dry well ghost prison by me. ”

"What?"

"This..."

Everyone present was shocked, a seedling with a hundred tricks in unison, just died?

Hearing his father say that Dong Nanyan jumped into the dry well ghost prison with Song Jieyi, Ye Zhi's eyes went black and fell to the ground.

"Ye Hua!"

Zhao Miao's face was full of anger, "The matter hasn't completely come to light yet, how can you do this?!"

"Didn't it fall through?"

Ye Hua looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Elder Zhao, the Soul Manifestation Stone can't be faked, the facts you want may not be visible, in addition..."

Ye Hua raised his palm and slapped it down, "How do I do it, do I need you to teach me?"

In the Fallen Leaf Sect, the cultivation is only so much as Ye Jing and Ye Che, and even Zhao Miao, who is almost the same, seems to be carrying a small mountain on his back, but he didn't expect that after Ye Hua sank into the sea of suffering, the old man who knelt on one knee was speechless.

Retracting his palm, Ye Hua said coldly: "Elder Zhao, for the sake of your dedication to the Fallen Leaf Sect for so many years, I won't worry about you first, if you don't have a weight in your mouth, then I can settle the new accounts and the old accounts together." ”

The anger on his face did not decrease, and he was about to get up and step forward with Zhao Miao to be gently pulled by others, Ye Jing, who had returned from the back mountain, shook his head at the old man.

Now Ye Hua's temperament has changed greatly, and Ye Jing said to Zhao Miao: "Brother Zhao, don't be impulsive. ”

Except for Ye Che, who was seriously injured and unconscious, the elders of the Fallen Leaf Sect were all here, Ye Hua held Ye Zhi in his arms, and smiled at everyone: "Why do you have such a bad face, what are you doing with a sad face?"

"Yes, everyone is happy, now that the traitors in our sect have been eliminated by the sect master, this is a good thing. ”

He Fang showed a smile on his face, Dong Nanyan is dead, so as long as Liu Yao takes Ye Hua's position in the end, then he will be with the right person.

is even worse than Zhao Miao, catering to Ye Hua's flattery, and He Fang, who showed a smiling face, was slapped into the ground with a palm.

"If you make you laugh, you can laugh, you are as brainless as you, what else is my Fallen Leaf Sect talking about!"

When He Fang crawled out of the pit with a dirty face, and saw Liu Yao glaring at him, the old man didn't dare to speak and disappeared into the crowd. Dream Island Library

"Third uncle, you told Bai Lu that no matter whether she is allowed to enter the dry well ghost prison or not, you will notify her?"

Seeing that the old man nodded, Ye Hua laughed and said, "Then the third uncle, you can send someone to prepare, inform Bai Lu, so that she can enter the mountain tomorrow." ”

Just now the man said that he didn't agree with Bai Lu to enter the dry well ghost prison, and everyone present frowned, not knowing what Ye Hua was thinking.

"Master. ”

The wound on his chest was no longer bleeding, and Liu Yao, who was standing behind Ye Hua, seemed to have guessed the man's thoughts, "Does the master want to use this incident as an excuse to introduce Bai Lu into the Fallen Leaf Sect, and then get rid of it quickly?"

Ye Hua glanced at the young man appreciatively, "Yes, this is our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as Bai Lu is removed, the rest of the people in the Forest Bone Domain are not worried, you don't have to worry, with the blessing of the Mountain Protection Array, even if Bai Lu has two spiritual treasures, I am confident that she will not be able to get out, and when you finish solving those people in the Forest Bone Domain who followed her into the mountain, come to help me, she will definitely die!"

At the mention of those two spiritual treasures, Ye Hua's eyes were blazing.

He is now cultivating to the level of crossing the sea, but he has sunk into the sea of suffering, and there is no hope for him to take a step forward in his life, how can he be reconciled?

The two spiritual treasures in Bai Lu's hand are said to contain the secret of breaking through the Ling Xuan Realm, maybe let him get out of the sea of suffering, Ye Hua smiled coldly, as long as Ye Jing sends out the news, the woman will come to the Falling Leaf Sect tomorrow, then she will really fall into the net and die!

What Ye Hua said was certainly reasonable, but this trip to the Forest Bone Domain made Ye Jing realize that there might be a misunderstanding between the two sects, and Bai Lu made an oath again, and the old man frowned and said in a deep voice: "Since we both have words first, if we do this, I am afraid that there will be a breach of trust and disgrace, which will be despised." ”

"Hmph. ”

Ye Hua sneered, "Third Uncle, if Bai Lu dies here, then she can only be blamed for her ability, what kind of faith is she talking about, for so many years, the Sen Bone Domain doesn't know how many disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect have been killed, do they just talk about faithfulness?"

Ye Hua clenched his fists, "I didn't understand it too much before, but now I understand, why can the Sen Bone Domain oppress my Falling Leaf Sect? That's because Bai Lu is crossing the sea realm, and his fists are harder than ours! The sect is prosperous, and they all rely on a pair of fists, and now that our fists are hard, even if we don't talk about faithfulness, who would dare to say it?"

Ye Hua, who had taught the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect to be humble and polite, had already judged the two of them as before, only to see him holding Ye Zhi and walking towards the Guigen Mountain Hall, "Third Uncle, send someone to inform the Sen Bone Domain, and you should also prepare to face Bai Lu tomorrow!"

Leaving everyone looking at each other, Ye Hua's figure disappeared in front of them.

On Yaosun Peak, when Liu Yao came back, the woman hurriedly stepped forward, took out a pen and paper, and wrote on it: "Master, today Ye Jing Ancestor led a pair of young girls up the mountain to ask you." ”

Signaling that the woman could speak, Liu Yao stroked the woman's weak and boneless little hand and smiled: "I know everything." ”

The woman is of the same mind as him, and sometimes she does many things on his behalf, but this time, because of the urgency of the matter, she didn't tell the woman about the matter of framing Dong Nanyan, but just asked her to say that when someone asked, Liu Yao, who was with him that night, pinched the woman's chin, "In the future, you will be the wife of the sect master of this Fallen Leaf Sect." ”

The woman laughed coquettishly, "It's good to be able to serve the master, the slave doesn't dare to expect any sect master's wife." ”

"I say you are, you are. ”

Standing behind Liu Yao and pressing his shoulder, I don't know why the young man is so happy today, the woman smiled: "Master, even if you become the sect master, the position of the sect master's wife should also belong to Miss Ye Zhi, besides, I heard that Miss Ye Zhi and that Dong Yanyan have been close recently, and the master can't be careless." ”

Stretched out his hand to hold the woman's jade hand, Liu Yao, who was in a good mood today, laughed and said: "How can I be careless, Dong Nanyan is dead, I can't be careless if I think so, as for Ye Zhi, how could I let this person who follows Dong Nanyan like a dog behind him be the sect master's wife of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and when I have played with her enough, the position of Mrs. Nature will be yours at that time." ”

Feeling that there was no strength on his shoulder, Liu Yao smiled and said, "How is it, are you happy?"

It's not that I'm happy, but I'm surprised, Dong Nanyan also came to Shining Sun Peak with Ye Jing at noon, why did he die in just one afternoon?

I wanted to ask something more from Liu Yao's mouth, but I didn't expect the man to stand up.

In the past few days, he has worked hard to sneak attack Ye Che, and led Dong Yanyan to go up the mountain to fight him, and finally got his wish, and the young man who finally got his wish felt a little tired, he stretched his waist, and then stroked the woman's cheek. "I'm going to rest early tonight, you first take your time and steal the fun alone, and when the master kills the White Bone Niangniang tomorrow, then you will be the Lady of the Fallen Leaf Sect who has annexed the Forest Bone Domain!"

The young man smiled and went to bed, leaving the woman completely where she was.

In the darkness, Song Jieyi, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up, although he fell for a long time, his injuries were not too serious, and he was much better than Dong Nanyan, who had just fallen from the air and spat blood on the ground.

It was even darker than the burial pit in the Sen Bone Domain, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and even his divine sense was restricted, and Song Jieyi, who stood up, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

That's good, no matter what scary ghosts come out, she can't see it, so she can't talk about being afraid.

Just as the girl cheered herself up and was about to explore this dry well ghost prison, Song Jieyi, who had just stood up, sighed and fell to the ground again.

Song Jieyi, who was not lightly smashed, didn't care about the injuries on his body, and smashed his body with a punch.

Unexpectedly, a palm wrapped her fist.

In the darkness, someone whispered: "Miss Song, don't be nervous, it's me." ”