Hearing this, Xuanjing's face suddenly changed color, and he was about to find someone after Wan Beichen.

"Wait!" Wen Hua said to stop the two.

Wan Beichen turned his head suddenly, and said angrily: "Wen Hua, you ......"

He was already anxious, where could he still care about his identity, but he just wanted to scold, but he was stopped by Xuanjing.

"Old Gu Master Wen, do you have any advice?" asked Xuanjing with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

Wen Hua was scheming with the junior just now, and was squeezed by Wan Beichen, and he no longer paid attention to his disrespectful words, and said, "Hmph, as the master of a peak, shouldn't you count the number of missing people before making plans?"

Both of them were a little in a mess because of the disappearance of their important disciples, and after Wen Hua's reminder, they calmed down again and checked on each other.

After splicing and identifying the corpse for a while, they determined that there were five people missing, in addition to the four people of Kai Mu Wanfeng, there was also Kong Ye, the master of Lingxiao Pavilion......

The snow disappeared without a trace, which Wen Hua didn't expect, and immediately instructed Tang Yuping: "Yuping, you take them back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers to rest first, the dead people ...... Burial well...... I'm going to do some searching. ”

After Wen Hua finished speaking, he flew up and flew towards the place where Mu Wanfeng and the others disappeared.

Wan Beichen and Xuanjing each arranged their disciples, and instructed them to bring their fellow disciples who died tragically, and followed Tang Yuping back to Baihua Valley to wait, and then the two also followed Wen Hua......

Tang Yuping sighed in his heart, and just wanted to beckon his disciples to leave, but found that Kong Ye, the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, appeared like a ghost.

Looking at Kong Ye's bloodied and red eyes, Tang Yuping's heart sank, and the spirit sword in his hand unconsciously tightened a little.

"Master Kong, you ...... Are you alright?"

Tang Yuping felt that something was wrong, and wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate, and when the words came to his mouth, he changed them to concern.

Suddenly, Kong Ye snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, the redness in his eyes dissipated, and said, "I'm fine, I forcibly ran the exercises, killed a few people, and caused the qi and blood to be unsmooth......"

Seeing this, Tang Yuping did not doubt him, and the slightest vigilance in his heart also subsided, and after a little rest, he took everyone back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers......

When Wen Hua came to the place where he had broken through by himself last time, the expression on his face sank.

As soon as Wan Beichen and Xuanjing's heels arrived, when they saw the scene in front of them, the last remaining glimmer of hope in their hearts was also shattered.

A huge hemispherical air shield towered not far in front of them. The surface of the air mask is dense, and it is difficult to see the scene inside.

What's more, outside the air hood, the wind howled, rolling up the sky of debris and sawdust, which were then cut to pieces.

Where the wind passes, not a single grass grows!

The bloodstains left by Mu Wanfeng and the traces of the battle, all of them were erased by this gust of wind, leaving only Ao Li's palm, and the deep pit was punched out, which was shocking......

The disciples have all searched, and in other places, except for the corpses and surviving disciples, no Mu Wanfeng has been found, so there are only three possibilities.

Either Mu Wanfeng and a few people were captured by the cult demons; or, they were caught in this gang wind and were chopped to pieces, and their bones were gone; and there was another one, that is, several people entered the Xuantian Secret Realm.

The cult has killed so many people this time, how can it just let Mu Wanfeng go?

And with the Gangfeng in front of them, with the strength of a few of them, the possibility of entering the secret realm is very small.

Wen Hua's face sank like water, and he could feel the power and murderous intent contained in this wind, which was by no means something that Xue Wuxian and a few people could resist.

"You two stay, I'll try it first. Wen Hua said undoubtedly.

Although Wan Beichen was quite dissatisfied with Wen Hua, but with his substitution, he naturally would not be reckless and stayed in place with Xuanjing.

With the experience of the past, Wen Hua didn't dare to hold it up, took out a spirit sword, and tentatively entered the Gangfeng.

Suddenly, the gang wind seemed to have spirituality, and they all slashed towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly picked up the spirit sword to resist, ping pong, and the spirit sword slashed on the gangfeng, and sparks flew in an instant.

Although there are many winds in this gang, Wen Hua's cultivation has improved compared to the last time, and he has resisted one by one, which is quite a feeling of ease.

Wen Hua's heart was a little calm, and he wanted to lean towards the air cover. But as soon as he moved a distance, Gangfeng suddenly became extremely violent, slashing at it in all directions.

He was alert, and under the shock, he had the idea of retreating.

At the moment when he withdrew, an inconspicuous breeze and a spring breeze stuck to the sword body, and the scene that appeared in the next moment shocked the three of them.

The breeze lingered on the spirit sword, starting from the tip of the sword, quickly winding downward, and soon wore away until only the hilt remained.

Wen Hua abandoned the hilt of his sword, dodged and flew back, and in the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by Gangfeng, but he still had palpitations.

It seems to be an inconspicuous breeze, but it is a hidden needle in the cotton, killing people invisibly.

Wen Hua's face was extremely ugly, and he said to Wan Beichen and the two: "Let's go......"

After he finished speaking, he ignored the two of them, turned around and left without looking back.

Although Wen Hua did not assert what happened to Mu Wanfeng and the others, after the two of them saw the scene just now, although they didn't want to believe it, they also knew in their hearts that most of the Mu Wanfeng people were wiped out.

Wan Beichen is better, he has lost Mu Wanfeng, a disciple like a righteous son, and he has a biological flesh and blood Wan Qianxia.

But Xuanjing is different, she is not married, so she regards Xiang Xuelan and Han Rou as her own daughters.

Especially Xiang Xuelan, from the beginning of the cry of wow wow to the gentle and moving of its appearance and fall, it has always been the care of Xuanjing, and even all of Xiang Xuelan's clothes are made by Xuanjing with a needle and a thread.

Lost at this moment, Xuanjing was in a hurry, and with the previous injuries that were not light, he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted......

"Xuanjing!"

Wan Beichen's eyes were quick, he held it up, and after checking it, he knew that she was fine, and he was relieved.

He glanced at the howling wind in front of him, sighed, took the Xuanjing and flew back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

Valley of Flowers

in one room

Han Rou was holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge, and there were scattered small petals in the rice porridge, which was appetizing just by looking at it.

She had just learned this from a female disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley.

She is already smart and clever, and she can learn it as soon as she learns, so that the female disciple who taught her is embarrassed.

After Han Rou learned it, she deprived the female disciple of the right to take care of Elder Lu.

"Miss Han, I'm just breaking my leg, it's a little inappropriate for the time being, it's not that my life is dying, you don't have to be so ......," Elder Lu smiled bitterly.

Han Rou's hush and warmth this day completely regarded him as an old man who was about to die, as if he had only a few days to live.

With such meticulous care, Elder Lu felt warm and helpless.

Hearing Elder Lu's words, Han Rou immediately puffed up her mouth and said pitifully, "Senior Uncle Lu, are you driving me away?" I know, it's all my fault, and you should blame me......

Han Rou doesn't have any other skills, but when it comes to dealing with elders, especially male elders, that method is easy to come by, and there are endless ones.

No, when Elder Lu saw her crying little appearance, he immediately lost his mind, and said, "Look at you, where do I mean to drive you away, it's just ......"

The previous words made Han Rou's face happy, but when he turned around, Han Rou's little face immediately collapsed again.

Elder Lu couldn't say any more about what he said, sighed, and said with a smile: "Okay, let me taste the porridge you made." ”

Han Rou hummed happily, brought the rice porridge to the bed, and said, "Be careful of the scalding, if it's not delicious, I'll make it again." ”

Elder Lu secretly said in his heart, I dare to say that it is not delicious, I am afraid that if you show a little dissatisfaction, you will cry to me again.

Han Rou was already disheartened, and planned not to think about Mu Wanfeng anymore, this person would only murder himself, bully himself, and drive himself away.

The whole body, there is no merit at all, and it is not good for himself at all, far worse than the other disciples in the sect.

But just when she was thinking like this, this time she turned back to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, but she learned from other people that Elder Lu had broken a leg when he rescued her.

However, for such an important matter, Mu Wanfeng did not confide in her a word, and the meaning of this is self-evident.

Han Rou is not stupid, she understands that he wants to carry the debt alone!

This made Han Rou's firm determination shattered in an instant, and the stubborn and lonely figure lingered in her mind......

Just as Elder Lu was drinking porridge, there was a commotion in the Hundred Flowers Valley that spread to the room.

Han Rou's heart moved, expecting that the people from the sect should have returned, but it was inconvenient to leave Elder Lu like this, trying to suppress the restlessness in her heart, and quietly guarding the bedside.

As the so-called people become old and become fine, where would Elder Lu not know, what she was thinking in her heart, swallowed the rice porridge in her mouth, and said: "Okay, the porridge is delicious, they should be back, you can go......"

Han Rou was no longer hypocritical, said goodbye, and went out in a hurry.

Elder Lu shook his head and smiled, "It's good to be young!"

He couldn't help but think of Elder Shi's shadow, looked at his one foot again, and then said with a wry smile: "Why, my spring has passed......

"What spring?"

Elder Shi walked in in a hurry, and wanted to tell Elder Lu the news that hundreds of disciples had died this time, but he heard his sigh coldly.

Elder Lu was still thinking about others one moment, and the next moment someone else appeared in front of him, he was like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, and he almost didn't throw the porridge out.

Before Elder Lu could answer, Elder Shi remembered what was going on, his face sank, and he told Tang Yuping what he had encountered......

As soon as Han Rou came to the front of the Hundred Flowers Valley Hall, he happened to meet Wan Beichen, who had rushed back.

Wan Beichen naturally knew what Han Rou wanted to know, and briefly said the news of Xiang Xuelan and Mu Wanfeng.

When Han Rou heard that Mu Wanfeng and the two of them were likely to have no bones, the pupils of her eyes instantly lost their luster, and the wood was generally stunned in place, and Wan Beichen's words of comfort behind her did not listen to it.

Han Rou muttered to herself, "Mu Wanfeng and Senior Sister are dead, ...... they are dead?"