As soon as he saw the appearance of this monk, the corners of Tian Sanqi's eyes immediately jumped imperceptibly. Gen Zhenzi frowned slightly. The faces of Ning Feizhou, Zuo Lengfeng, Huang Kun, Bian Zhanyun and others were torn.

"Master, don't come unharmed. Tian Sanqi was the first to talk to the monk. No way. Among the six heads present, Tian Sanqi can be regarded as the one who has met with the monk the most times. Only seen twice. After seeing those two times, Tian Sanqi never wanted to see this monk again.

"A monk is a monk, and a master is a master. A monk can't be a master, and a master can't be a monk. The monk said with a smile. As he spoke, the monk sniffled slightly.

Tiansan Qijian monk began to sniff, and he couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart.

Tian Sanqi smiled: "Master Eight Bitters said that he was joking. Where did the master come from and where did he go?"

The monk said: "The monk comes from where he comes from and goes to the place where he goes. While replying, the nose of the Eight Bitter Monks became more and more severe.

Xuan Zhenzi praised: "The master's Dharma is really profound! ”

The monk of the Eight Bitters did not answer Xuan Zhenzi's words, but said: "There is flesh." No wonder the monk saw the blood rushing to the sky from afar. ”

Ning Feizhou sighed: "The master is really amazing! It's a pity that the master is late." More than 20 families in Songjiaao Village have been wiped out by the murderers. ”

As soon as Ning Feizhou's words fell, the Eight Bitter Monks had already walked towards a house not far away.

Seeing that the Eight Bitter Monks had already stepped into the house in a few steps, Tian Sanqi's gaze suddenly froze.

I haven't seen him for a few years, and the Eight Bitter Monks' method of shrinking the ground into inches has actually gone one level further.

Ning Feizhou and the others looked at the house that the monk walked into, and saw the figure of the monk of the eight bitters entering and exiting, and then stepped into another house.

In a moment, the figure of the Eight Bitter Monks had already crossed all the small courtyards or houses of Song Jiaao except for the courtyard guarded by Ning Feizhou and the others.

After brushing the ground, the Eight Bitter Monk returned to Ning Feizhou and the others, and asked murderously, "Where is the devil?"

The expression of the monk of the Eight Bitters has changed to the angry-eyed King Kong under the seat of Rulai.

"The murderer is in this courtyard. Tian Sanqi said.

"Why don't you go and subdue demons?" said the monk of the Eight Bitters, twisting his eyebrows.

"The murderer kidnapped Yu Shaoxia, one of the four handsome. Xuan Zhenzi smiled bitterly.

"If a famous and decent disciple doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?" the monk shouted angrily and jumped towards the wall of the small courtyard.

"Master......!" Before Ning Feizhou could finish shouting, the figure of the Eight Bitter Monks had already disappeared from the wall.

Ning Feizhou, Zuo Lengfeng, Huang Kun and Bian Zhanyun glanced at each other, and were about to jump into the courtyard with the Eight Bitter Monks, when Tian Sanqi's body moved, stopped in front of the four of them, and said, "The four heads, let the master go." ”

Zuo Lengfeng was about to speak, and Xuan Zhenzi said: "Since Master Eight Bitters has already entered, no matter how many people go in, they can't help. ”

In the hospital. Inside the house.

The sword in Feng Wuxi's hand rested on Yu Bufan's neck again. He put his left hand gently on Yu Bufan's shoulder.

The Eight Bitter Monks looked at the body of the old man lying on the ground and was covered, and then looked at Feng Wuxian and Yu Bufan, and the look on his face looked very strange.

"Are you a murderer?" asked the Eight Bitter Monks, looking at Feng Wuxi.

"That's what everybody says outside. The look on Feng Wuxi's face also looked very strange.

"What about the other one?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

Yu Bufan's eyes also showed a strange look.

"Fusheng has gone to invite the people of the Six Doors. Wind Traceless said.

"You let you go?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"I'll let you go. Wind Traceless said.

"I see. The monk said.

"It's good that the master understands. Wind Traceless said. With that, he lowered the sword in his hand, let go of Yu Bufan, and stood in front of Yu Bufan.

Yu Bufan's heart was slightly shocked.

"Who is the real culprit?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

Yu Bufan's heart was shocked again.

"It's not entirely certain yet. Wind Traceless said.

"Is there him?" the Eight Bitter Monk looked at Yu Bufan and asked Feng Wuxian.

"There shouldn't be him who did it. Wind Traceless said.

"Does he know?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"He's not the first evil. If he hadn't been caught by me on purpose, Fusheng wouldn't have been able to go to the six gates. Wind Traceless said.

"So, shouldn't it be tempered?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"If the people of the six doors do not come, the real murderer will not appear, and they dare not work on the master's work. Wind Traceless said.

"Will the real murderer appear?" asked the Master of Eight Bitterness.

"Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. Wind Traceless said.

"Restore the fart! If everything is restored, what else do you want the monk to do?" said Master Baku.

"Amitabha!" said Feng Wuji.

"Have you examined your injuries?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"I haven't had time to test it. It should all be sword wounds. Wind Traceless said.

"It's all sword wounds. The monk said.

"Sword wounds are the most recognizable, but they are also the most difficult to distinguish. Wind Traceless said.

"On Lao Song's body, there is also a sword wound?" asked the monk of Eight Bitters.

Yu Bufan's heart became more and more shocked.

"On Brother Song's body, there are two sword wounds. In one place, I stabbed it with the sword in my hand. Wind Traceless said.

"You also encountered the murderer?" asked the monk of Eight Bitters.

"That's why I got the trick. Wind Traceless said.

"For what are those things?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"It should be. Wind Traceless said.

"On that day, you should have let the monk practice the path of moderation. The monk said.

"They did not indulge in their sins that day. Wind Traceless said.

Yu Bufan's heart was filled with sadness again. He knew what Feng Wuji and this monk were talking about. He also knew who this monk was. The people who set up the bureau took great pains to do such a bloody case, but after all, they still couldn't hide it. The four major sword gates, I'm afraid it's going to be over.

Yu Bufan's heart was filled with an inexplicable ease at the same time. It seems that I am finally about to be liberated.

"Can the six doors identify the real culprit?" asked the monk of Eight Bitters.

"You can always find out. Wind Traceless said.

"The people outside are all witnesses?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"The people outside are all witnesses. Wind Traceless said.

"You're in trouble. The monk said.

"It's a bit of a problem. Wind Traceless said.

"Who will come from the six doors?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"I hope Fusheng can find the heads of the catchers. Wind Traceless said.

"Can you distinguish different sword wounds?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"There may have been other wounds on the bodies of those who died. Wind Traceless said.

"There were no other injuries on the bodies of those who died. The monk said.

"If I kill alone, the time of death of the deceased should be in order. Wind Traceless said.

"Can you tell the truth?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"If it's too short, I can't tell it. Wind Traceless said.

"Your charges seem to be confirmed. The monk said.

"There are many people in the six gates, and they can always clear my grievances. Wind Traceless said.

"No one wants to believe your words. The monk said.

"It seems that no one wants to believe my words. Wind Traceless sighed.

"It can't be helped. The monk said. In his eyes, murderous intent began to appear.

"Think again, Master. Wind Traceless said.

"If the master kills one of the four great sword sects, Feng Gongzi's crime will really be confirmed. No one will believe the words of the master anymore. Yu Bufan said.

"If a monk doesn't go to hell, who will?" said the monk of the Eight Sufferings. He glanced at Yu Bufan. Yu Bufan immediately felt as if he was being targeted by the gods and Buddhas.

"Killing the people of the Four Great Sword Sects will only make the reputation of the Four Great Sword Sects even more successful. Wind Traceless said.

"It's a headache. The monk touched his head.

"Why is the Master here?" asked Feng Wuji.

"If the monk said that he saw the blood light, do you believe it?" said the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"The master said that if he saw it, he saw it. Wind Traceless said.

"You are so Buddha-like, you can't die unjustly. The monk said.

"Since the master is here, I won't die for a while. Wind Traceless said.

"Will anyone believe the monk's words now?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"Master's words, who would dare not believe them?" said Feng Wuxi.

"Nobody wants to believe it. The monk is too lawless. The monk sighed.

"If the master is not lawless, is he still a master?" said Feng Wuxi.

"Can you testify?" asked the Eight Bitter Monks, looking at Yu Bufan.

"The junior is a disciple of Huashan. Yu Bufan said.

"Aren't you afraid of degree?" asked the monk of the Eight Bitters.

"Since the master also knows those things, he should have tempered the younger generation earlier. Yu Bufan said.

"The master still doesn't have to be embarrassed by Yu Shaoxia. Yu Shaoxia is a famous and decent disciple and will not betray his master. Feng Wuxian sighed and said.

"Fart is decent. The monk said.

"It's really a decent fart. Yu Bufan said.

"Yu Shaoxia, let's go. Feng Wuxian said to Yu Bufan.

"Feng Gongzi!" Yu Bufan said.

"Now that the master is here, you don't need to stay any longer. Wind Traceless said.

"Master!" Yu Bufan looked at the monk of eight bitterness, and stopped talking.

". Remember the things you teach in decency. Those things that are written on your Huashan sect canon. Monk Baku waved his hand and said.

Yu Bufan bowed down to Master Eight Bitters and Feng Wuxi, let out a long sigh, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

"Sit down. The monk helps you to breathe a thing or two. The monk sat down.

"Thank you, Master!" Now that the monk of the Eight Bitters is here, next, things are even more complicated. It's time to get in the best shape you can be.

Yu Bufan walked to the gate of the courtyard, turned around, took a deep look at the Eight Bitter Monk and Feng Wuxian who was sitting on the ground, sighed again, gently opened the courtyard door, and walked out.

Yu Bufan's back looked extremely lonely.