"That day, after the end of the fair, Senior Brother Sun and I tracked down that person, but I didn't expect that person to set up a strange array and trap Senior Brother Sun in one fell swoop, and before the battle, Senior Brother Sun's cousin disappeared strangely. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Because I was slow, I wasn't trapped by the man. After a few rounds of fighting, he was seriously injured by that man, and I knew that I was not his opponent, so I secretly activated a place escape charm while he was not paying attention, and escaped by luck. Due to the severity of my injuries, I have been in retreat in the belly of a hidden mountain until now, and I have been able to recover seventy or eighty percent of my mana. In order to reduce Senior Brother Zhu's concern for his younger brother, and also to inquire about Senior Brother Sun's situation, a few days ago, I reluctantly got out of the customs and rushed back. Xiang Qi frowned slightly, and after a moment's pause, he only heard him say this.

Xiang Qi naturally wouldn't mention the matter of being rescued inexplicably and being trapped in Wanbao Mountain, and he had already made up the above excuses before coming here, so he narrated it extremely smoothly and did not leave the slightest suspicion.

"I see. I wanted to mention the matter of Senior Brother Sun to Senior Brother Xiang later. Since you mentioned Senior Brother Sun, and I don't mean to hide it, let's tell what happened to Senior Brother Sun. After listening to Xiang Qi's narration, the fat monk said with a hint of abruptness on his face.

"Senior Brother Sun doesn't have the good luck of Senior Brother Xiang. On the day of the fair, I was anxiously waiting for the return of my two junior brothers, but I never got my wish. On the second day, while I was dealing with my daily chores, a disciple suddenly sent me a message that there was an unrecognizable person lying in front of the door. I quickly ordered them to carry this man to the council hall on the seventh floor. When the fat monk said this, he paused slightly, and after taking a sip of spiritual tea, a trace of pity rose on his face, and he continued.

"Soon, I came to the seventh floor and carefully examined the man lying down. I saw that his eyes were gouged out, his ears were cut, and his face was also cut off, revealing gloomy white bones, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all. However, the man was not dead, he was still alive because he still had a faint breath under his nose. However, when I probed with my divine thoughts, I couldn't detect the fluctuations of spiritual power on his body at all, and he looked like he had lost all his mana. The fat monk took a sip of spiritual tea, his slightly dry lips instantly moistened, and he only listened to what he said.

"Is this person Senior Brother Sun?" Hearing this, Xiang Qi's face rose with a little doubt, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"I'm not completely sure about it. However, judging from the clothes on his body and the storage bag on his waist, he is seven or eight out of ten Senior Brother Sun. However, there is one thing that strikes me as very strange. The fat monk shook his head slightly, and said so.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Qi asked, with a look of interest rising on his face.

"This is Senior Brother Sun's storage bag, it always gives me a strange feeling, but no matter how much I look and meditate, I can't find out what's strange, am I too sensitive?" said the fat monk as he put down the teacup in his hand, took out a black-gray storage bag from his sleeve, put it on the table, and spoke.

"Oh, there is such a thing, let my brother see it. Xiang Qi said as he took the storage bag placed on the round table in his hand.

Xiang Qi carefully examined the surface of the storage bag for a while, but did not find anything strange.

Next, Xiang Qi closed his eyes and pressed the storage bag to his forehead. As he landed, a powerful divine thought invaded the storage bag.

A moment later, Xiang Qi's divine thoughts withdrew from the storage bag. I saw him open his eyes, put the storage bag back on the table with one hand, and touch his chin with the other, and fell into deep thought.

In Sun Ye's storage bag, there were more than 10,000 low-level spirit stones, several rare refining tools, alchemy materials, and a few basic cultivation techniques, two magic weapons with acceptable power, and other than that, there was nothing else.

"Liuqing Vortex magic weapon! In this storage bag, there is no Liuqing Vortex magic weapon! At the Bai family auction, I won this treasure and immediately handed it over to Senior Brother Sun!" The items in this storage bag seemed normal, and Xiang Qi vaguely felt that something was abnormal. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, as if he had discovered the problem, and immediately spoke.

In order to lure out that person, Senior Brother Sun did not hesitate to use his magic weapon Liuqing Vortex as bait to conduct an auction. Since Senior Brother Xiang handed over this treasure to Senior Brother Sun, and Senior Brother Sun's storage bag, there was no clear whirlpool of this treasure, which made me feel strange, it turned out to be this. Hearing Xiang Qi's words, the fat monk's face was a little abrupt, and he tapped his head a few times with his hand, and said so.

"Senior Brother Sun's Liuqing Vortex magic weapon must have fallen into the hands of others. And this person's behavior was also a little weird, he only took away the Liuqing Vortex magic weapon, and the spirit stones and other dry items in the storage bag were not touched. Hearing the fat monk's words, a trace of imperceptible suspicion flashed on Xiang Qi's face, but it was fleeting, and he was not found abnormal by the fat monk. I saw Xiang Qi take a sip of spiritual tea and said so.

"Senior Brother Xiang doesn't have to worry about Senior Brother Sun's life, since that day, I have taken a strong pill for him every other month, the Purple Dragon Pill. Although this pill does not have the anti-heaven effect of resurrecting the dead, it can still be done to save his life. The fat monk smiled at Xiang Qi and nodded slightly, showing his approval of his analysis. However, he did not say much on this topic, but said something else.

"This is very good! Senior brother is really a man of temperament, which makes my junior brother very admirable. As far as I know, a Purple Dragon Pill is worth more than a thousand spirit stones, and it is often priceless. And in order to extend Senior Brother Sun's life, Senior Brother actually did not hesitate to take a Purple Dragon Pill for him every month, Senior Brother's move, I was really moved!" Hearing this, Xiang Qi put down the teacup in his hand, the worried look on his face eased a lot, and he only heard a deep voice.

Although the fat monk knew that Xiang Qi's words were a bit exaggerated, but after all, he didn't wear thousands of clothes, and the fat monk was naturally very useful in his heart, only to see him waving his hand slightly, with a look of intoxication on his face, and after a few "where there is" and "where there is" in his mouth, he didn't say anything more.

"Who made Senior Brother Sun what he is now? If it was the Senior Brother Zhen in Senior Brother Sun's mouth, then why didn't he kill Senior Brother Sun, but wanted to destroy his appearance? Couldn't this eliminate the hatred in his heart? But how do you explain sending him back here? It's a bit redundant. If Senior Brother Sun was not the way he is now, it wasn't that person, then who is it? What happened to Senior Brother Sun that day after he fell into a coma, and he became like this!"

Immediately after, as if thinking of something, Xiang Qi slowly raised his hands and hugged them in front of his chest, his face was occupied by doubt, and he secretly thought about it in his mind.