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www.xSHUOTXT.Com () "Little brother, we signed the 'Book of Blood Contract' in a daze, we should always know what this blood contract is about, right?" Qian Lingzi asked with a long sigh of clarity as he flickered away from the inquiring gaze of the Confucian Monarch.

The white-robed youth strolled along the side of the altar, not wanting to say a word to the intruders. He flicked his long sleeves and closed his eyes in silence.

"Let's go!" Confucian, who was speechless for a while, looked around, and took the lead in turning around and walking towards the Tobu camp.

The masked young man raised his eyes and glanced at the stone pier of the altar, although he was a little unwilling, he had to turn around and follow the Confucian monarch against the sky.

The Master of Yuzhu and the Bitter Wood Elder also followed, and they could only obey the words of the Confucian Monarch who defended the heavens. The nine seriously wounded people left with the support of the Tobu disciples.

The embarrassment on Qian Lingzi's face was beyond measure, and he squinted his eyelids slightly as if he was about to have a seizure, but in the end he couldn't bear it. He looked at the few black-clothed people in the altar, and a sense of irritability suddenly rose in his mind, and he shouted coldly: "Go." ”

The white-robed young man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes swept sharply over Qian Lingzi, and he said in a deep voice: "Slow! White-haired old man, Xiao Ke still has something to ask!"

Qian Lingzi was stunned for a while, and involuntarily stopped. He stared at the white-robed young man with his old eyes, and said unhappily: "What else do you have for the unknown master?"

The corners of the white-robed young man's mouth curved, and his grim smile made Qian Lingzi's heart furious. He looked Qian Lingzi up and down for a while, and suddenly said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, we met ten years ago, right?"

Qian Lingzi seemed to remember something, and his old face trembled: "What do you mean?"

The white-robed young god was cold again, stared at Qian Lingzi with a contemptuous gaze, and said coldly: "Ten years ago, do you remember the bloody case of the Dragon Lotus Dart Bureau?"

"What kind of bloody case, I don't know!" Qian Lingzi turned his face away, and said in confusion.

"Back then, the eight young masters of my valley all died under a single sword, and the swordsmanship of the person who shot was extremely high. And the figure and voice of the person who left after the murder back then are extremely similar to you. With so many coincidences added together, who else are you with?" The emerald long sword in the white-robed young man's hand was violet, obviously angry to the extreme.

Qian Lingzi's old eyes froze, and he clenched the ancient long sword in his hand with great care, beware of the sudden attack of the white-robed youth.

Seeing Qian Lingzi like this, the white-robed young man was already a little convinced in his heart that the person in front of him was indeed a ghost, and he had listed Qian Lingzi as a person who must be killed.

After a while, the white-robed young man suddenly looked at the black-clothed man behind Qian Lingzi, and said with a smile: "These zombies behind you are a little interesting, they are a little similar to what Xiao Ke encountered when he first entered the rivers and lakes, the jade-faced poisonous Confucianism and the frost-haired Yín Dao are all your subordinates, right? Xiao Ke also has a relationship with them, why don't you let them come out and see them too?"

Qian Lingzi's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so familiar with them, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

"You ......" Qian Lingzi hesitated again and again, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that the Zunjia already knows a qiē, so what does the Zunjia want?"

"What's the matter? Those people who have disappeared from the rivers and lakes recently, except for those who joined the Tobu League, are all your doings, right?" the white-robed young man glanced at the masked people who had no one to breathe, and said with deep meaning.

"You ......" Qian Lingzi didn't know how to speak, as if someone had been poked in the vital point, a cold sweat flowed out.

Seeing this, the white-robed young man was even more convinced of his guess. The yellow, green, and purple light around him was greatly lowered, and his figure flashed on the sides of several black-clothed people.

Several pieces of black cloth flew up, and the masked one-armed black-clothed men revealed their original faces one by one. Their expressions were blank, and there was not the slightest anger in their dead faces, like the walking dead.

"Master!" exclaimed a woman's voice in the middle of the altar.

The white-robed young man looked back in shock, only to see his sister-in-law Bai Lingzheng's eyes straight, and her face was full of shock.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in a jīng costume walked out of the altar and said sharply: "The masked man turned out to be you, and even more, the disappearance of the people in charge of the various factions is your masterpiece, so none of you want to leave today." ”

Jīng pretended to be middle-aged and obviously dominated by anger, he drew his long sword and came to Qiu Yeyu's side, arched his hand and said, "Second son, can you give me this person?"

"Senior Brother Sky Wolf, it's great to see you. Little brother still has something to ask this old man, you wait first!" the white-robed young man shook his head slightly, and said slowly.

"Yes, Second Son!"

Although the wolf was excited, he didn't dare to disobey the decision of the white-robed youth, after all, the white-robed young man was no longer the little brother he was back then.

"Okay!" The white-robed young man nodded, he slowly walked to the Qianlingzi outside the altar, and said in a dull voice, "Where is Duan Wuya?"

"Duan Wuya, how can you be sure that the old man must know his whereabouts?" Qian Lingzi asked rhetorically, flickering his face.

The white-robed young man smiled and said coldly: "The person who blocked the way used the Yama Claw back then, and the Yama Claw is Duan Wuyan's unique skill!

"Do you really want to find Duan Wuya? Actually, it doesn't hurt to sue you! Duan Wuya is no longer in Jingnan now, maybe you still have a little chance to find it when you go to Jingdong to look for it. Qian Lingzi said bluntly, but there was a trace of imperceptible coldness brushing the corners of his mouth, as if he was hiding something.

"Duan Wuya killed my parents back then, was it instructed by you?" The white-robed young man looked solemn, and the momentum that oppressed his mind was released again, and swept towards Qianlingzi.

"How is this possible, the old man doesn't have the ability to call this person. If the Venerable Driver can let the old man go, the old man can provide you with some information about him. Qian Lingzi suddenly felt his body tighten, and he said in fear in his heart.

"This is impossible! If you leave now, then my dead brethren in the valley will die. But if you are willing to tell Xiao Ke about Duan Wuya's matter, Xiao Ke can leave you with a whole corpse!" The white-robed young man turned his head and glanced at the heavenly wolf, and made a decision.

"Don't think that you can do everything you can do with your martial arts, you must know that there are people in the world, and there are people outside the sky, and his endless backstage is not something you can face. Qian Lingzi looked at the situation around him and said alarmistly.

At this time, Qian Lingzi could be said to be in a bitter heart, the powerful alliance of the Confucian Monarch of the Heavens had already left, and he had no confidence to take over that unpredictable move with his own strength alone. Knowing that he couldn't pass the test hard, he had to find another way in this situation.

Qian Lingzi glanced around, and his expression seemed to be touched, and he muttered: "It seems that the old man has no choice in this situation!"

Qian Lingzi took a few steps in the direction of the altar, stopped outside the Twelve Altar Masters, and continued: "Duan Wuya's origin is also known to the old man, it seems that he is a peripheral person of the Immortal Cultivation Family, and his daughter is indeed the inner disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Family. Now that Duan Wuya has returned to that immortal cultivation family, it is not easy to find him. If you want to seek revenge on him, you can ......"

Qian Lingzi stopped talking again, and paused as if he had pointed something, waiting for the white-robed young man's next words.

"What's the matter?" the white-robed young man was slightly stunned, and said in an emotionless voice.

"If you are willing to let go of the old man once, and the old man is willing to show you a clear way?" Qian Lingzi said a little mysteriously, confident that the white-robed young man would be moved by this.

The white-robed young man frowned slightly, but it was about his parents and the enmity of the brothers in the valley, and he was extremely conflicted in his heart.

At this time, the Xiaoyao Sanren jumped out and fell in front of the twelve altar pillars, staring at Qian Lingzi one zhang in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, we can promise to let you go today, you can say it, right?"

"Since there is Brother Xiaoyao's words, the old man is relieved. Qian Lingzi turned around with a smile on the corner of his mouth and walked in front of the group of black-clothed people, looked at the white-robed young man and continued: "According to the information from Jingdong, in half a year, a certain immortal cultivation sect will hold a ring in Jingdong, you can try it." If you are lucky enough to enter this sect of cultivating immortals, you will definitely have a chance to find some clues about this person. ”

The white-robed young god moved, and subconsciously glanced up at the misty cave located on the cliff behind the altar, and couldn't help but calculate the credibility in his mind.

"This is a topographic map of Jingdong, so it's a thank you gift for Guigu to let go of the old decay this time. Qian Lingzi took out a piece of sheepskin from his bosom and threw it to the white-robed young man, turned around and walked directly towards the valley with his subordinates.

"Wait!" the white-robed young man took the parchment roll, and said without looking at it.