"What do you mean by Wang's poison, the unicorn armor half a month ago was also made by Wang, the big handprint on the chest of the senior brother was also beaten by Wang with your kid's hand, and the huge ruin marks on the windowsill of the Pill Pavilion were also caused by Wang?"

The two senior brothers were furious at this moment, and with their disgust for Song Qinghao, the sleeves of their robes waved violently. With an angry face, he pointed at Song Qinghao's nose and asked. Even the thumb, index and middle fingers may appear a little black and dark due to the upwelling of qi and blood.

Yu Si carefully looked at this second senior brother Song Qinghao at this time, his green shirt and white face, and his face was gloomy. His eyes flickered with a cold light, and his face showed a cold, furious expression.

Yu Si retracted his gaze, and the afterglow in his eyes swept a glance at Song Qinghao's second senior brother. After glancing at his three fingers, he turned his head indifferently and stared at Song Qinghao's second gaze.

Staring at Song Qinghao's somewhat crazy eyes, sensing his trembling body. Yu Si admired Song Qinghao's acting talent very much, and he had already obtained the stolen goods, and flatly denied his behavior. It can be seen to what extent this Song Qinghao's despicable heart has reached.

"Thief Song Qinghao, explain your motive for poisoning the Law Protector clearly!" Lu Sufeng no longer hesitated and shouted loudly.

"Qinghao didn't poison Uncle An! No, there was no !!" Song Qinghao still didn't admit what he had done, and his voice was almost hoarse.

"Say, by whom are you directed, and what is your intention?"

Yu Si didn't believe that Song Qinghao could kill two of his fellow disciples, and he had no motive to kill. Or he is even more like Liang Youdao and so on, he is a secret son planted by the demon clan in Kunmiao Prefecture, and the purpose is not just to kill a few monks. They should have had a bigger attempt to have the impatience to kill. So Fang sternly intimidated.

"Qinghao doesn't know, I don't know!!"

Yu Si is really enough, he has previously appreciated a series of firm "beliefs" such as Tianhe Zongliang Youdao, and everything is based on Nangong Aoma.

Although Nangong Ao is a demon cultivator on the side of Demon Venerable Gongye Yibo, he must treat the Terran cultivator as an opponent and enemy.

It is also the insistence on the implementation of the strategy formulated by the Shang Jiazi of the martingale, at this time, although the pro-demon human monks in Kunmiao Prefecture are respected by the Demon Venerable Gongye Yibo. But they didn't understand Du Gongye Yibo's true intentions, and they still hated the Terran monks in their bones.

The assassination of the elite of the Terran monks refers to the younger generation of Terran monks. However, it was the older generation of monks who died one after another in the Ancient Dao Sect, and unless they sacrificed for the needs of their Holy Sect, which had a greater plan, they would not have taken such a risk to kill people.

Now Song Qinghao denies it so much, and he doesn't admit his crime even if he gets all the stolen goods. Once again, he affirmed that it must have been Song Qinghao's soul captured by their so-called Holy Sect, and this idea appeared.

"Take it away, ask tomorrow. In order to sacrifice the Heavenly Spirit of Protector An and Elder An!" Lu Sufeng ordered the disciples in the hall.

"Let go of Qinghao, let go of Qinghao!" Song Qinghao was willing to let the disciples of the other ancient Dao sects get close, waving his huge left hand, and resisted vigorously.

Maybe he was too excited, maybe he was out of his mind. At this moment, he actually cultivated his whole body to stir out, roaring and running towards the location of Si and Dongfang Yu.

Where does Yu Si still have compassion, and he is extremely disgusted with Song Qinghao's conduct. When Song Qinghao's huge left hand waved towards him, his finger was full of spiritual power, and he had already pointed out.

"Ah!", Song Qinghao instantly stopped. When he looked again, a stream of blood burst out of his eyebrows.

Yu Si can actually point out this desperate finger, and can completely point to other parts of Song Qinghao's body.

But he didn't, anyway, it was a matter of time before he killed Song Qinghao, so he simply ended his life at this time. For the evil monks, Yu Si hated it hard.

"It's a pity, what a likable person this little junior brother was. I didn't expect to do such a rebellious thing. Now it is better to die, so that you may not sin. ”

Dongfang Yu looked a little lonely, a little regretful, and a little relieved.

Lu Sufeng was not surprised when he saw that Yu Si seemed to have killed Song Qinghao by mistake. asked his subordinates to dispose of Song Qinghao's body, and then left with everyone.

"Oriental Fairy, Yu will give you the layout of the Pill Pavilion tomorrow, and then return to the Qiantian and Sect. I wonder if the fairies are together?"

Yu Si's heart is like an arrow, a small Dancai exhibition center, where there is a ban or a spirit rune mystery, he already has a spectrum in his heart.

It was also an unexpected gain to be able to inadvertently witness the evil monk's subordination, so there was no need to stop at the ancient road gate anymore, so he asked Dongfang Yu beside him.

"Yu Daoyou, what do you mean that Dongfang will send you back to the sect again, and you will send Dongfang back to Shanmen. ”

Dongfang Yu is now feeling sorry for Song Qinghao, and he is even more disgusted that Yu Si was born so spicy. If Song Qinghao is given a night, even if he can't save his life, he may still be able to find out the real reason for his murder. So with a certain amount of emotion sarcasm.

Where did Yu Si care about Dongfang Yu's words, he was thinking in his heart: even if Song Qinghao was an evil monk, he was a secret son hidden in the ancient Daomen.

His mission was to serve their Holy Church. Then the harm caused by killing fellow disciples and poisoning the security law is really limited. He should have a bigger conspiracy.

Maybe this son doesn't have a chance to use a more vicious strategy.

In the end, Yu Si could only use this excuse in his heart to explain the occurrence of this situation.

There was no word all night, less than half a burnt incense, and a neat volume of renderings was drawn in Si. Subsequently, Yu Si fell asleep deeply in anxiety.

On the second day, Yu Si met with Ao Tianbo in the ancient road hall and said: "Master Aomen, this is the embodiment of the suggestion of the younger generations of the Danyao Pavilion. Later, the juniors took their leave. If nothing else, the younger generation can still see the master of Aomen in the pass of Qianyang Island. ”

"Thank you to my nephew for drawing such a precise chart for my family, and the old man is not forced to keep my nephew. Cherish all the way! These spirit stones talk about the heart. This token was collected by the nephew. With it, in the future, the ancient road gate of the nephew can enter and exit at any time, and the mountain protection circle will not be blocked. ”

Yu Si only put away the green tokens, and Yu Si did not take a single one of those spirit stones that were quite numerous.

Ao Tianbo then personally sent him outside the mountain gate, and many ancient Daomen monks saw him off at the same time. Dongfang Yu was next to a middle-aged female cultivator. Senior Brother Gu Jian Tang led the disciples behind the hall master. Song Qinghao's second senior brother, the monk surnamed Wang followed.

"Thank you for your love. Ao Zhangmen, juniors go, goodbye. ”

"Master and nephew go slowly!"

"Yu Daoyou, we'll see you on Qianyang Island. ”

Almost all the monks of this ancient sect are extremely enthusiastic. Yu Si, who was moved, turned his head, looked at it, and waved his arm a few times. When he withdrew his gaze, a dark light slipped through his eyes.

It turned out that when the monk surnamed Wang responded to Yu Si, he waved his arm and showed the appearance of his fingers.

I couldn't help but "chuckle" in my heart, and Yu Si sensed that something was missed by himself for some reason.

"No!" After leaving all the sight of the ancient road gate, Yu Si muttered in his heart.

Falling to the ground, Yu Si turned around and disappeared into the hidden mountain forest. He planned to return to the ancient gate when it was dark.

The reason why Yu Si did this was because he thought about it for a long time last night and didn't find it.

At the same time, his heart was clever if what he had a hunch at this time was true. Didn't he kill Song Qinghao, so what face would he have in the future to walk in the Kunmiao Prefecture cultivation realm?

He had a hunch that there might be a real evil force, and there would be follow-up means to deal with the Gu Dao Sect. Because the evil forces have not determined enough effect.

He took advantage of the fact that there was still some time before it was dark to calm down and think back to what had happened yesterday.

The security protection coincided with his entry into the ancient Dao Gate and his poisonous hair, and Qinghao sent spiritual food at the same time. This thing seems to be accidental, but what Song Qinghao said was instigated by the second senior brother, a monk surnamed Wang. At that time, Yu Si didn't believe Qinghao's words, but thought that it was Song Qinghao's trick to blame others. It's suspicious now.

Also, in Song Qinghao's residence, there was no trace of the existence of the Hades umbrella, and there was not even the slightest trace of the refining pills.

Just because the unicorn armor was given to An Protector by Song Qinghao, just because of the existence of a big hand and the huge finger marks that looked like Song Qinghao's hand, can it be determined that Song Qinghao is the murderer?

The more Yu Si thought about it, the more frightened he became.

After thinking about it, Yu Si waited until night fell.

The four fields are silent, and the birds are silent.

Flying high in the air, galloping towards the ancient road gate.

He could have gone back to the Ancient Dao Gate during the day. But he was afraid of the possible evil monks, so he could only act in secret.

Soon, he quietly entered the Guangmao Ancient Dao Gate.

Yu Si poured aura into his body, sacrificed the flood and famine, and walked through the majestic mountain gate.

At this moment, his extraordinary eyes saw a precipitous place in the dark night: a group of peaks intertwined, the peaks were steep, and a stream was interspersed among them. The peak valley has new branches of ancient trees, and bluestone and yellow flowers are all over. The Tianhe River falls straight to the bottom of the stream, and the water waves are fierce.

Yu Si hurriedly escaped to the peak, calmed down and looked around, looking around. Sure enough, Yu Si's powerful divine sense sent back the information he wanted. Behind this noisy waterfall is a place where elixirs or pills are refined.

Inside it is a one-foot-tall Dan furnace that is four minutes wide and narrow. There are many herbs and herbs around it. Yu Si's eyes were bright, and he saw red lotus gum, Bidan vine, Danhe pith, earth shade grass, and red dragon whiskers...... The medicinal herbs are impressively located among these plants and trees.

Then, he landed silently on a bluestone beside a mountain stream. The surface of bluestone is smooth and abnormal, open as a stone, and the length and width are less than one zhang.

"It seems that this stone is often trampled on, so it can be seen that this secret 'Dan Room' is often in and out. Yu Si judged in his heart.

Just when he seemed to have found clues, suddenly, he heard a miserable cry from the Pill Pavilion in the distance. At the beginning of the bright light, the blood rained out, and then it fell silent, and disappeared into the night.

Yu Si didn't delay, and ran away at great speed.

It didn't mean that it was close, and several people in the ancient road gate had already arrived, surrounding the pill pavilion.

Yu Si did not show up, and released his divine sense to sense the past, "I saw": the monk surnamed Xiu'an, who guarded this place yesterday, was no longer breathing, and he was already unconscious.

His face was bruised, and purple-black blood was ticking down the corners of his mouth. Purple and black blood was gushing from the wound pierced by a spirit sword on his chest.