At this time, the grass shook violently a few times, and a young disciple in rags quickly came out of it, his mouth slightly open and panting, as if he was greatly frightened. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's Senior Brother Fu, ...... are you" After seeing the man's appearance clearly, the patrol disciple showed a strange look.

Fu Chengpu's cultivation has reached the foundation building period, and he is a well-known playboy in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, usually suave and suave, what is it that makes him so alarmed?

Fu Chengpu shook his head with a blank face, pointed to the deep grass, and said in a trembling voice: "Death...... Dead. ”

He straightened his clothes in a panic and ran away without looking back.

The two disciples looked at Fu Chengpu's departing back, frowned slightly, raised their feet and walked vigilantly towards the place he had just pointed.

Before they knew it, they had come to the big rock, and the two disciples glanced at each other, brushed aside the surrounding weeds with their flying swords, and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, the two of them jumped out of the distance together, and the hand holding the flying sword began to tremble violently.

"That'...... Who's that man?"

At this time, more than a dozen disciples had already come here one after another, and when they saw the reaction of those two people, they suddenly had a bad premonition.

Silent for a long time, among the onlookers, suddenly walked out of a strong man with dark yellow skin, he rubbed his sleeves roughly, strode to the edge of the grass, when he looked in, his face was also slightly sunk, muffled, his big hand reached into the grass twice, and when he lifted it again, a woman in white was grabbed by him and thrown into the clearing.

But when they saw the woman's face, all the disciples took two steps back and covered their noses.

This is a dried corpse, but the eyes have been gouged out, the nose is missing, it should have been deliberately cut off, and the mouth is also sewn up with thread, the scene is very cruel.

"Who is this?"

"Look at the flying sword at her waist, it's blue. ”

"There should be only one female disciple in our sect who has a blue flying sword. ”

"No, I heard someone mention it this morning, and Zhou Yueting also went to get it...... It can't be her, right?"

......

Just when everyone was guessing, there was a quiet coughing sound in the side hall.

"Zhou Yueting is still alive, so this person ......"

"Senior Sister Niu?"

"As soon as you said this, I suddenly remembered, although Niu Xiaoru is the first beauty in our sect, her style has not been very good, I heard that she has had an affair with many senior brothers, and Senior Brother Fu ran away in such a hurry just now, it won't be a murderer, right?"

"You can't talk nonsense, if the boss hears it, you will die. ”

......

Everyone said a word, obviously not noticing that Lan Feng's figure had quietly appeared behind them.

"Niu Xiaoru was killed by me. ”

A gust of wind came from behind him, making everyone's backs cool, and he slowly turned around and saw Lan Feng's gloomy face.

"Boss ......"

When Lan Feng's cold gaze swept to Niu Xiaoru, his expression moved slightly, slightly surprised, glanced at the side courtyard where Zhou Yueting was, was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "You don't need to worry, she only ended up like this because she played a little trick in front of me, as for her death, I will investigate." ”

After saying that, he sighed softly, waved his sleeves and left.

These disciples have already stopped discussing, they don't dare, and they don't have the right to ask, but at this moment, they are even more unpredictable about this master.

Say that he is not a woman, why did the entire Yufu Palace leave Zhou Yueting, if he judged people by his appearance, then why was Niu Xiaoru, the number one beauty in the sect, suddenly brutally killed by him, without even mentioning the affection of the same family?

So, after this incident, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect once again changed its opinion of Lan Feng.

The new head is a strange man who is uncertain, he is not particularly interested in appearance, but as long as he doesn't care about things, he will not tolerate the clever disciples in front of him.

After experiencing this incident, some disciples chose to leave, and those who could stay basically did not have two-hearted loyal disciples.

After Lan Feng returned to the Purple Moon Pavilion, he began to prepare for the auction.

He has already died once, and now he doesn't have any guilt for Situ Jin, he originally planned to wait for his cultivation to improve to a certain stage, and then go to Situ Jin to settle his grievances, but he didn't expect that Situ Jin would take the initiative to come to the door.

"That's fine. Lan Feng's eyes flickered.

Many things have to be solved sooner or later, but now, it may be more difficult, so he has to prepare carefully.

He read all the cultivation cheats in the colorful space, including the limited forbidden scrolls he obtained when he competed in the Valley of the End.

Due to time constraints, he didn't open the scroll, and even though it was only a few days, he didn't want to miss any chance that might bring him victory.

The method of opening the forbidden scroll that he had learned in the Valley of the End was still vivid, and Lan Feng pinched the trick with both hands, and made a circle of aura that turned into an aura, which was set in the middle of the cyan scroll.

After thinking about the words, the trick in his hand turned slightly, only to hear the "click", Lan Feng's eyes flashed, and his other hand hit a circle of light again.

After repeating this many times, the forbidden lock on the reel finally opened completely, and the entire reel began to slowly unfold to the side.

Lan Feng's eyes flickered, and he looked at the scroll in mid-air expectantly, waiting for it to open completely.

However, as the scroll gradually unfolded, Lan Feng's face became strange, so much so that by the end, it had become a little gloomy.

The scroll was blank, and there was nothing.

"How so. Lan Feng's brows furrowed.

But at this moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, his mind went blank, and it lasted for a while, and a tingling pain suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The stinging pain turned into a stream of heat, which quickly traveled from the center of his brow to his brain, like a time bomb that stopped at the bifurcation of a nerve and could explode at any moment.

Lan Feng held his breath and didn't dare to act rashly, but some things are like this, the more careful you are, the more likely it is to happen.

"Bang!" the heat burst out, from the leftmost nerve, directly to his memory-storing mind.

One by one, strange prohibitions were played in his mind like a slideshow, and Lan Feng's memory function was somewhat unique, as soon as these things appeared, they were kept forever, and they could be taken out at any time as long as they were needed.

Although Lan Feng's eyes were closed, it could be seen from his excited expression that these prohibitions should be very useful to him.

In addition to this, he also went to the Valley of Burning Immortals.

The Wanzhang Cliff in late autumn was even more gloomy and cold, I don't know if it was because Lan Feng had stayed in the Burning Immortal Valley for too long, he could easily feel the existence of the corpse.