Lin Zhuheng is a native of Youzhou, and it is very easy to get rid of the pursuers in the wind and snow.

The earth, fire, wind and thunder pavilion shrouded by wind and snow, the scenery is beautiful, the ancient trees are towering, the stream is deep and the valley is secluded, the stone cliff is suspended, the crimson is longitudinal, although it is a little cold, but it is not boring.

Lin Zhu climbed up the cliff pavilion panting with a broken wooden stick, and walked past the last stone steps, and two huge stone tablets appeared in his field of vision.

Left hand ground fire.

Right-hand wind thunder.

It's magnificent.

Lin Zhi turned his body horizontally, raised his head slightly, and looked at Ning Shi who was walking forward with his hands through the lush cedars, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ning Shi is only fifteen years old, although his cultivation has reached the second realm of the letter sword, but after all, he has not yet grown, and his appearance is a little thin, but his temperament has gradually begun to move closer to his aunt, and even walking is learning from Meng Bajiu's appearance, and walking with his hands in his hands.

Lin Zhiheng stretched out his hand and pointed in: "Please come in, I'm home." ”

Ning Shi looked up and said, "Your house is really quiet, why can't the cultivation sect even see a figure?"

Lend an hear.

Lin Zhuheng is also very strange, it stands to reason that someone should come out to clear the snow at this hour.

Snowdrift mountain gate.

What kind of system.

At this time.

The wind blew from the depths of the pavilion.

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Bang!

Before a few people could react, a figure flew upside down from the height of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

The figure couldn't stop vomiting blood in mid-air, and the whole person fell to the front of the pavilion in a parabolic posture.

The back of the head hits the ground.

The body smashed directly on the stone tablet.

The word earth fire, which was covered by falling snow, was instantly dyed red.

Spring Night happened to be next to him, squatted down and touched it, and sniffed it again: "The person is dead, and there is the breath of ghost cultivation in the blood." ”

Raised his head and looked at Lin Zhuheng: "Something may have happened to your family." ”

And at this time, it happened to be when Gu Changkong swept away the rebel disciples and forced Song Lei into the formation, and several teenagers quickly put away the appearance of hippie smiling faces, and cautiously began to move towards the pavilion.

Lin Zhuheng was the senior brother of the younger generation of the Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion, and his master was Song Lei, so he naturally knew some secret passages that ordinary disciples didn't know.

Just probing from the observation port of the passage, Lin Zhuheng was shocked: "The sect has been attacked, many people have died, the formation of the main hall has been activated, I am going to save my master." ”

The formation of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Hall has a hidden door.

Lin Zhuheng sneaked in quietly from the underground door.

In order to obtain the position of sect master, Gong Sihai was making a final effort, and he had to prove to Gu Changkong that he was capable of controlling the scene.

Gong Sihai stood outside the big array, his expression was calm, and he looked like he was holding the chance to win: "Senior brother, don't be obsessed anymore, the sect needs to progress, progress needs bloodshed, this is the trend of the times, no one can resist, don't you think this is an opportunity, an opportunity to innovate?"

Song Lei originally just had a confused expression, but when he realized that the birth gate of the big array had opened, he suddenly returned to his light, and his face was much rudder: "I am the sect master, I naturally will not oppose progress, but I want to ask my junior brother." Demagogizing the disciples of the sect, sneaking up on the sect master, and betraying the ancestors, are these the progress you call in your mouth? Who gave you such great courage? Who gave you such great power! What kind of innovation is this! It is clearly a traitor! It is a shame in the cultivation world of the Tang Kingdom!"

Song Lei said righteous words.

The supporters beside him immediately began to shout loudly: "What the sect master said is right, you are the scum of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and the stinky shit that acts for the tiger." ”

The crowd was outraged.

Vehement.

Then I saw Gong Sihai's face full of ridicule: "Idiots, fools, a group of elm pimples with their brains in water, don't you have long eyes? I don't know how to look at the current situation? No matter how good you shout, it's better to live." ”

Gong Sihai pointed to the distance: "One wrong step is an abyss, and you will be crushed to pieces." ”

If the soft one doesn't work, the hard one will come, and Gong Sihai's voice gradually became cold: "The news on the fallen horse grassland, I think many people know it, the 200,000 souls of the Tang Army are bloody lessons, choose to put it here, you can do it yourself." ”

After the threat, Gong Sihai's expression deliberately softened: "I am your senior brother, I am your relative, will I harm you? This is all a last resort, it is all an expedient measure, I just want to protect the sect." ”

Say a little bit down.

It seems that someone is already going to loosen.

Gong Sihai continued to bewitch: "Look around you, the young children have already made their choice, you who are masters should keep up with the situation." ”

"The future belongs to young people. ”

"We're all old guys with half of our legs buried in the dirt, so let's accept our fate. ”

Lin Zhiheng and they ran out secretly.

No one found out.

No one knew they were going to pull the flag.

Gong Sihai is also a quibble in a hurry, he is gambling that Lin will not appear vertically.

But in fact, most of the young disciples of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion are indeed gone, and there is no proof of death, so it is really possible that they have defected to the Ghost Valley and have no face to see the master.

Because they didn't know the truth, the people in the big array were powerless to refute, and then they were a little embarrassed.

Only Song Lei said calmly: "I don't believe that children will do that kind of ugly thing." ”

Gong Sihai retorted: "It's your good apprentice who led the way." ”

Song Lei was silent for a while: "Then you let him come out." ”

Gong Sihai shook his head: "If you don't want to be vertical, no one can force it." ”

Well, it's really a lie.

When Gong Sihai said this, he happened to be heard by Lin Zhuheng, he almost thought that he was hallucinating, the high-minded and amiable Uncle Gong on weekdays was such a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Even Ning Shi next to him was stunned, and muttered in a low voice: "There is a reason why your sect is not famous." ”

Lin Zhiheng snorted coldly: "He is no longer my uncle." ”

As far as these two sentences are concerned, Gong Sihai has already said a basket of words like a machine gun, which roughly means: "As long as the people in the big array kill Song Lei, they can make up for their merits, and the Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion is still the previous Earth Fire Wind Thunder Pavilion, and the future is for young disciples." Follow Tang Guo or follow Guigu, in fact, it is no different, you are strong is the right way. If you win or lose, history is always written by the victors. ”

A lot is said.

Of course, it's all built on a foundation.

Song Lei must die, the big array must be lifted, and the people inside must come out by themselves.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

"Ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Finally, I will call you Uncle Gong, you really let the vertical and horizontal see!"

"Your old man doesn't go to singing, it's a pity, you open your eyes and talk nonsense, you are this!"

In the Great Hall of Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder, in a hidden corner, Lin walked out with a thumbs up. He staggered and staggered, and his body was even dirtier, and the white robes were all dyed into bloody robes, with his own blood, the blood of the soldiers of the Hu Kingdom, and the blood of his juniors.