"It was for her...... It's a no-brainer. But it's also my mouth to blame...... I can't control my tongue when I drink......"

The bronze killer finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After that, he put away the magic weapon in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Yu Xiuyu without humility or arrogance: "Your Excellency has anything to ask, just ask me." I know everything this kid knows. ”

The tsundere sparrow in the distance couldn't help but look back in surprise.

And No. 99 Yu Xiuyu couldn't help but nod appreciatively: "You are a little responsible." I ask you, you said that Fifty-two is dead, but is it true?"

"Of course it's true. I just didn't expect this to alarm the Ninety-Nine. If I had known this, I wouldn't have talked nonsense outside. ”

The bronze medal nodded affirmatively, with some remorse.

He really didn't expect that the death of Fifty-Two would alarm so many people.

After all, in the early years, "smoke" killed "No. 1" and replaced it, but it was not such a sensation.

Moreover, at this time, the news that No. 52 incarnated No. 84 and No. 99 had not spread.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for him to talk nonsense outside.

"It's really dead......

"No, I don't believe it! You can show me clearly! Is the number 52 you see the person in the painting?"

Fei Ling was in a trance.

And then, his face turned red instantly, he clenched his fist angrily, wiped the storage bag, took out a roll of portraits, and showed it in front of the little girl arrogantly.

He is really contradictory now, with a hint of happiness, but also with a trace of unknown loneliness and unwillingness.

He didn't want Yin Hong to die like this!

Even if he died, he felt that Yin Hong should die at his hands, and he would have to be killed by him in public!

However, he never had that chance again......

"Yes...... It's him...... However, he ...... He doesn't seem to be called Fifty-Two...... His name is Yin Hong, and that's what the old man who killed him called him......"

The little girl was scared, but finally mustered up the courage to nod.

She knew she had to prove that what she was saying was true, or her life would be in danger.

Therefore, she even reported Yin Hong's name.

"It's really him!"

"It turned out to be really his ......"

Fei Ling became even more depressed, and even staggered back a few steps, and the scroll in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"Senior Brother Feiling. People die and die and die. It's time for you to let go! It's not good for you to be too clingy. ”

Looking at his unbearable appearance, Yu Xiuyu couldn't help frowning deeply.

Then, his expression suddenly flashed, and he asked the little girl a question that attracted everyone's attention: "So, little one." The person who killed Yin Hong, what did he take from Yin Hong?"

"Yes...... There were three bulging pockets, a sword with white smoke, and a red robe with a hole in it......"

The little girl pinched the corner of her skirt and glared at her innocent eyes.

She was nervous, afraid that if she missed something, she would be killed.

"Ice Magic Sword! Defeat the Magic Clothes! Sure enough, it's Yin Hong! Especially the Absolute Magic Clothes, Yin Hong rarely shows it in front of people, and not many people know about it. This girl didn't lie!"

A Lingguang Cave disciple beside Yu Xiuyu screamed in shock.

His analysis was very reasonable, but Yu Xiuyu couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong? Senior Brother Yu, is there something wrong?"

Seeing that he was frowning and silent, with a gloomy expression, several Lingguang Cave disciples couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know what's wrong. I just think it's incredible. Such a cunning and deceitful man died suddenly. It always feels a little unreal. ”

Yu Xiuyu shook his head.

Since he knew that the eighty-fourth was the fifty-second, he had already put Yin Hong in the same position as himself.

He knew that Yin Hong was not as strong as himself, but even so, he shouldn't have died so easily, right?

This way of dying is too hasty!

"It's a little untrue. But at the end of the day, it makes sense. After all, it was the two golden pills that killed him. If it were Senior Brother Yu, I'm afraid there would only be one way to be killed......"

"Yes, being chased by more than a dozen Jin Dan and running around the ground, this Yin Hong can be regarded as a well-deserved death. ”

The disciples of the Lingguang Cave all said one after another.

They were different from Yu Xiuyu, but they took it for granted that Yin Hong died.

This is also the decision of the mind.

Because it is not strong, in their eyes, it is actually the most ridiculous thing for a foundation building monk to jump around under the encirclement and suppression of a group of Jindan monks.

Hearing this, Yu Xiuyu's eyebrows finally stretched slowly: "What you said is right. It's me who overestimates that Yin Hong. However, now that Yin Hong's secret treasures have fallen into the hands of the Demon Palace, how should we explain to the head when we go back?"

"Shhh...... Without Yin Hong's Vault, we wouldn't even be able to open the Monument of Trials......"

"Then what should we do? Kill into the Demon Palace? But didn't the head of the sect say that we are not allowed to enter the Black Demon Ze as a last resort?"

The disciples of the Lingguang Cave realized it later.

And at this moment, Fei Ling, who was originally a little demonic, suddenly raised his head and turned viciously to the little girl with a worried face: "No! He's not dead! He must not be dead! You are what he became! You are Yin Hong! You want to lie to me! You must be trying to deceive me! I won't be fooled! I won't be fooled by you!"

Saying madly, Fei Ling slapped the little girl with a palm.

"Enough is enough, Senior Brother Feiling! Now she is the only one who can prove that Yin Hong is dead! You kill her, how will we go back and explain to the master! I know that you hate Yin Hong very much, but as a monk, if you don't even have the will to kill demons and evil spirits, you simply forget about it. It's a shame to be alive! You remember it for me! Whether you believe it or not, Yin Hong is dead! If you are decadent and depressed for the sake of a dead man, no one will look down on you!"

Yu Xiuyu waved his hand angrily and knocked Feiling away.

He's had enough of his junior brother.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the same vein as himself, he would have been abolished a long time ago.

It's just ridiculous, the elders in the door actually hope that he can cheer up by chasing and killing Yin Hong!

Senior Brother Yu was angry. Senior Brother Feiling is just a demon in his heart, so he has lost his state of mind. When he accepts this fact, he will definitely get better. A few of you, quickly help Senior Brother Feiling down to rest. It's enough for me and Senior Brother Yu here. ”

A slightly older Lingguang Cave disciple hurriedly stood up.

It's funny to say that this man looks to be at least seventy years old, but he calls a man thirty or forty years younger than himself as a senior brother.

"I hope so!"

Yu Xiuyu snorted coldly, and then turned to the bronze killer: "Who is that, you can go back to the Lingguang Cave with us." Regarding Yin Hong's matter, our Lingguang Cave elders may need to interrogate you personally. Rest assured, they will not bother to harm you as long as what you say is true. If you behave well, you can even get a big build-up. ”

"Dare to disobey ......"

The bronze medal smiled bitterly and silently arched his hand.

After that, this group of people left Huyang City and marched towards the Vermilion Bird Country.

And not long after they left, the news of Yin Hong's death spread completely.

Hearing this news, in the rudder of the Blood Killing Organization, Dong Qinqin, who was silently in a daze with a chasing order, trembled his hand and shook the pursuit order in his hand to the ground.

"You often say that a killer deserves to be killed, and it is rare to have a good death. When you first said this, did you ever think that you would be where you are today?".

Dong Qinqin couldn't help but murmur softly.

Her tone was complicated, with a hint of resentment, but also a hint of confusion.