The foil in the cave is now acting as usual, although it is a little difficult for me to take the child, but after Xue'er said goodbye, I was a little unaccustomed to it at first, but then I felt that I was used to it, and I thought, eighty percent of the family came to find it!

Since then, Hua Foil has been having fun every day, but he is also very happy, he feels that his life is a lot fuller, and he has no other thoughts, and he plans to live with his daughter Siming in this life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thousands of miles away from this black private collection, on Mount Everest, at this time is standing a lonely figure, carrying his hands, frowning, staring at the ethereal sea of clouds in front of him, only to see this person wearing a white robe, his head is tied with a white ribbon, flying with the wind, the light from the back is not dashing out of the dust, giving people a sense of etherealism, but from time to time lamenting and sighing and talking to himself, only to hear him muttered to himself: It's been almost three months, and there is still no news of Liu and Mu's grandfathers, and I don't know if they are dead or alive.

But found that this person was not someone else, but Zhu Ziming, who went to the snowy region alone to find his relatives, since he arrived in the snowy region, there was no moment when he was not looking for the Huoyan Island Liu, Mu two grandfathers who were appointed by him to monitor Zejia and other gangs, but three months have passed, the two grandfathers have not seen anyone alive, and they have no corpse when they die, he is helpless and anxious, but he is helpless, and then without the slightest clue, he involuntarily climbed on the pearl, higher and higher, and finally arrived at the inaccessible Mount Everest, the peak, looking at the unpredictable, dreamlike sea of colorful clouds under his feet, when he suddenly felt that he was so small and humble, his heart was rolling with the clouds, and he was not far away for a long time。

It wasn't until the biting cold wind of dusk blew across his cheeks that he came back to his senses and returned to reality, and after a long sigh helplessly, he walked down the mountain, he understood that as long as he didn't find Liu and Mu for a day, he couldn't stop searching.

Although his current martial arts can be described as terrifying, but in the face of the majestic Mount Everest, it is insignificant, and when he goes down to the mountain, it is already late at night, and he wants to find a place to rest, and then make plans tomorrow, but how can he bear that he has no sleepiness at this time, and he has repeatedly decided to go to Dalun Temple to try his luck, maybe he can see Liu, and the two grandfathers of Mu may not be able to sleep at this time, and it is a waste of time.

Thinking of this, no longer hesitate, identify the direction of the Dalun Temple, Tigong galloped away, the distance from this place to the Dalun Temple is less than a hundred miles, under his feet less than half an hour has arrived, standing at the gate of the brightly lit Dalun Temple, looking at the dark and terrifying gate, he is a little disappointed, in addition to the chanting of the people, the temple is actually quiet and a little terrible, there is no sound and scene of fighting.

He wants to return, but he is unwilling, a little look, Tigong gently jumped into the Dalun Temple, tiptoed to the main hall, with his current achievements, the disciples on duty in the Dalun Temple, which is equivalent to nothing, seven turns and eight turns, easily bypassing the disciples on duty at night, came to the hall where everyone chanted, the Sanskrit sound rumbled, although he didn't understand a word, saw the door of the main hall closed, gently jumped on the roof, uncovered a glazed tile of the roof, held his breath, looked down, only to see the hall at this time, the disciples sat neatly, the statue was solemn, he couldn't help but be in awe, and then looked forward, suddenly a little surprised to find, located at the front of the main hall, on the pillar tied with hemp rope, a look of fear and despair on his face, looking at an old man in front of him with empty eyes.

Zhu Ziming on the roof looked at this old man, it was not someone else, but the old bald donkey of Gatso, who had a deep hatred for himself, and did not understand what they were doing, so he looked curiously, only to hear Gatso angrily question the young disciple tied to the pillar and said: Yu'er, say, did you hide the martial arts cheats of the Supreme Treasure Pavilion? If you admit that the cheats were taken by you, as long as you hand them over and spare your dog's life for the teacher, if you want to have half a lie, I will let you taste the capital punishment "burning at the stake" of Dalun Temple That's when you know what it means to live, not to die.

When the disciple named Yu'er who was tied to the pillar heard the word "burned", he couldn't help but shudder, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, you have to believe Yu'er! What I said is true! The secret book was stolen by someone else, and the disciple has never seen any supreme secret book!"

Hmph, do you want me to believe you? Then you say, who took it? Gyatso stared at him in disbelief.

Yu'er's disciple only saw Zhang Chong's corpse in the Zhibao Pavilion afterwards, originally he thought that only Zhang Chong had trespassed to steal the cheats, but he didn't take it to heart when he saw that he was dead, and even the corpse was thrown into the abyss by him, resulting in now making the master suspect that he had swallowed the cheats alone, killing people and destroying mouths, destroying corpses and destroying traces, and even did not give himself a chance to confess to be punished with capital punishment, at this time he understood that this was the last time he defended himself, but he thought about it cautiously, he couldn't talk nonsense anymore, he thought about it for a long time, and looked at the master's face ugly, although it was with a vicious smile, which made him look in his eyes, and he was even more afraid than crying。

After searching the dry intestines, he finally remembered Long Siyun, who was inseparable from Zhang Chong before the accident, suddenly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, smiled slightly, and said extremely excitedly: Master and disciple know, disciple knows who it is, and stole the secret book.

Oh, let's hear it, Gyatso said very flatly, obviously not believing the words of his disciple Yu'er.

The poor disciple Yu'er didn't understand Gatso's words yet, and said excitedly: It must be Long Siyun, a shameless man, who stole the secret book and killed Senior Brother Zhang Chong, Master, you want to avenge Senior Brother Zhang!

Hahaha, continue to make up.......... I let you take over as the presiding officer of my Dalun Temple, you are really blind, at this time, you still don't know how to repent, full of nonsense, is it easy for me to deceive? Don't let you know the methods of the old man, do you think the old man is a fool who does not distinguish between right and wrong? Hmph, in this case, I am too lazy to talk nonsense to you, you can taste the taste of capital punishment!

Master......***** You have to believe Yu'er! The disciple really didn't lie to you! I beg the master to kill me, the disciple doesn't want to suffer this capital punishment, so it should be for the sake of you and my master and apprentice? Yu'er will be grateful to you when he dies, and when he says it, he actually trembles with extreme fear, and Zhu Ziming, who is on the roof, can barely hear it.

What puzzled him was what kind of criminal law could make a person afraid of being like this, and he secretly wondered, and became more and more curious to take a closer look.

I saw that Gatso didn't say a word, and waved his hand to the four disciples around him coldly, only to see a disciple rushing up, three or two times except for the hemp rope on Yu'er's body, set it up and went outside, the frightened Yu'er kept begging for mercy, roaring hard, Zhu Liming saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but despise this disciple who was greedy for life and afraid of death.