"Well, I know, Sister Lan, then let's go over, don't let the ghost envoy wait too long. After saying that, Yao Jian turned into an afterimage, and Ma Charan looked at the direction in which Yao Jian had disappeared, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the bamboo house with resentment, and then also turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the night sky.

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The moon is in the sky, the night wind slowly blows through the bamboo forest, rustling, not far from the water surface, a bright moon is projected on the water surface, with the wind to set off waves, however, this originally silent, beautiful scenery at this moment seems a little weird, no other, just because, the air here is no longer fresh and elegant, on the contrary, there is a bloody atmosphere here.

A person slowly walked out of the bamboo forest next to the water, not like he had experienced anything, neatly dressed, wearing a wide brimmed hat on his head, and a black veil hanging down to cover his face, but there were many blood stains on the knife on his right hand, and even fell drop by drop. Xuanyuan Xiang, who came out of the bamboo forest as if he was fine, slowly took off the black veil, revealing his appearance, but he could see a faint thirst for murder in his eyes, and a trace of anger emanating from his body from time to time; After speaking, Xuanyuan Xiang picked up his light skills and shot away into the distance.

Since Xuanyuan Xiang learned the truth from the inn that day, every day when night fell, Xuanyuan Xiang would wander around the area, looking for the mysterious person, and killing some lone disciples of the Divine Leg Sect or the outer disciples with relatively low martial arts. However, after so many days, Xuanyuan Xiang still has no news about that mysterious person.

"Who could this mysterious person be? So far, I still don't have any news about him, the person who can have such a big hatred with the Divine Leg Gate must be his senior brother, but who will it be? Song Ming is still ...... By the way, I didn't see the tombstones of Shi Qing, Shi Shu and Lin Chenyu that day, could it be that they didn't die, could it be them?" Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Xiang wanted to find the mysterious person very much, but he didn't have the slightest clue until now.

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In the bamboo forest, the smell of blood filled the entire bamboo forest, and more than a dozen corpses in yellow brocade clothes and white brocade clothes were lying in the bamboo forest. There were six or seven clusters of firelight next to these corpses, and more than a dozen people gathered together, all of them were dressed in green clothes, and suddenly, a man in green clothes came from outside the forest, and greeted everyone: "The six masters let us go to the bamboo forest in front, and the remains of the brothers here will be buried when we come back." After speaking, he led the dozen people to the bamboo forest in front.

"Six masters," the Tsing Yi disciples saluted to a monk who had six ring scars on his head and held a golden sickle; at this time, he was next to a corpse, the corpse was dressed in yellow brocade, and at a glance it was clear that it was the outer disciples of the Divine Leg Gate, and those Tsing Yi disciples were the elite disciples of the Divine Leg Sect.

"You see, this corpse still has residual warmth, it seems that it has just died, the murderer must not have fled far, we will be able to catch up with us now; today I Kongshan must avenge the dead brothers, second brother, seventh brother, today Kongshan will avenge you. The monk's eyes widened angrily, and after speaking, he led the people towards the outside of the bamboo forest.

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Xuanyuan Xiang was still wandering aimlessly outside the Divine Leg Gate, but he didn't know that a danger was approaching him.