It is no surprise to say that Rong Tianyi at this time is simply the best interpretation and performance of perfection in people's hearts, super combat power and cultivation, strong talent, handsome appearance, extraordinary conversation and background, all the benefits are fully displayed in this person's body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance, the corpse had not yet been disposed of, and a faint smell of blood filled the small square. The reason why people dare not touch and deal with this matter is just because of Rong Tianyi's existence, he is a kind of deterrent.

Looking at the results of 26 on the test column, they were deeply helpless, some people often find it difficult to reach the height in their lifetime, but he is so simple, in such a short period of time. The talent he showed was earth-shattering.

But this quiet scene was so strangely broken.

"Alas, rest in peace, Senior Brother Fourteen!" an old voice came from behind the crowd, and by listening to the voice, you could know who he was.

Within this Heavenly Machine Gate, there is only one person with such an old voice, and that is Meng Chaoran, this disciple ranked fifteenth. At this time, he was walking over there step by step, took a white white cloth, and covered Wu Chao's body very seriously.

It looks extraordinarily serious, and it is also extraordinarily sad.

This action made everyone present feel stunned, yes, this is his fourteenth senior brother, should he look at it like this? But Rong Kuiyi's momentum made them seem to be unable to take such steps, nor could they firm up such courage.

Fights, current events, intrigues exist anywhere there are people.

Rong Tianyi stood in front of the test pillar like an emperor, without saying a word, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, he looked at the test pillar like this, waiting for the appearance of the heavenly machine.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!" Just when Meng Chaoran wanted to remove the body of this deceased person and bury it, a childish voice came.

This is the last disciple of Tianjimen, the forty-third disciple Gu Qian, this is a very small woman, when she first came here, she was simply another nameless, dressed in rags, and extremely embarrassed, but after carefully dressing up, she looks like a beauty.

With her small body and fair skin, the people here once thought that her senior sister Xu Mo was back, and what was commendable was that her cultivation talent was also as high, and in just five years of entry, she had reached the strength of the middle stage of entry.

It's just accompanied by Rong Tianyi, a genius who can't be surpassed by demons, so it is not so valued in people's sight.

People have always thought that this woman must be the Taoist companion of this genius prince in the future, because only such a talent can be worthy of him, but now such a move is really surprising.

Looking at her snow-like white dress blurred because of the bloodstains, people seemed to feel an inexplicable anger pressing on people, a very slight kind.

"Alas, I'm old, I can't walk anymore, if only the nameless little junior brother was here, he would definitely help my old man!" There was no one to help, and only the two of them, an old man and a young man, slowly moved this extremely large guy out of the empty field.

When leaving, Meng Chaoran didn't forget to mumble to himself for a while, as if he missed the time when the little guy was there.

From beginning to end, Rong Tianyi didn't look back at the appearance behind him, for him, what he wanted was the most important thing.

"The junior brother is really high, and today's shot can be seen to be extraordinary, I hope to use more effort in the future to practice, and not to live up to the master's expectations!" Fengyun Cangba hugged his fists and smiled, and anyone could see the faint unwillingness and anger in these words.

Then he walked away slowly, and the big knife behind his back had a kind of power-type majesty and domineering, this was the senior brother Fengyun Zangba. His departure seems to be a gesture. Wu Chao has always been relatively close to him, and being trampled to death in such a situation is in itself a provocation to him.

However, it is not ordinary people who can resist such impulses.

Rong Kuiyi glanced at his back with interest, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, at least it wasn't like looking at other people like the same.

"What do you want?" A very elegant voice appeared on the square, followed by an old man who walked slowly on the other side of the square, that is, where Wu Chao was lying down just now, his face did not have the usual idleness, but a heaviness, a kind of depression.

Even this is said without emotion.

He slowly paced in front of the life and death form, looking at the handwriting that had not yet dried, and looked at the blood stains that had not yet dried. The whole space seemed to fall silent. Every disciple present felt the sadness in the master's body.

For this old man named Tianji, Rong Tianyi is the ultimate respect, not only because he is his master, not only because he helped his grandfather to lay down this large country, but also because of the strength of this old man, the kind of strength that cannot be detected like mountains and seas.

"Master, Tianyi doesn't know the severity of his hand, and he repays the master's punishment" He bowed very solemnly, for him, this old man is definitely worth it.

Quiet, the old man didn't give him any reply. Every disciple here has a heavy heart, and this old man has never been so quiet in front of them.

"That's it, a few years ago, I promised you, say, what do you want?" It was only a short moment for the old man to return to normal, looking at the young man's eyes full of serenity and easy-goingness, as if he was treating a very ordinary disciple.

"Thank you, master, the disciple wants to enter the library to read!" Rong Tianyi replied solemnly. This was his only request. It's something he has to do.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll inform Transcendence when the time comes!" There was no rebuttal, as if this was a very simple matter in itself, and it had disappeared after saying that, and he didn't seem to want to stay here at all.

He appeared on the top of an extremely high mountain in the Tian Shan, surrounded by snow, with countless mountains with no end in sight in the distance, and even higher peaks, and beyond. He appeared here, looked up at the sky above, and thought very intriguedly...........

In the evening, Meng Chaoran and Gu Qian dragged their tired bodies back to Tianjimen, for them, it is not difficult to dig a pit and bury a person, what is difficult is to use sincerity and attitude.

"When the nameless child was so old with you, he was also by my old man's side every day, asking this and that, it's too annoying, or your little girl is well-behaved......" Obviously, Meng Chaoran and Gu Qian get along quite well.

Maybe it was because they came out at the same time to respect a dead life, or maybe it was Gu Qian's appearance that reminded Meng Chaoran of the nameless who had left a deep impression on him like her.

Either way, it's already happening.

At the door of the library, their conversation and laughter came to an abrupt end, because just in front, with his back to them, stood a handsome man, but looking at such a back, it made people feel that this was a gentleman-like person. But no one would have thought that he would kill casually, or his fellow disciples.

"Senior Brother Rong, is there something going on?" Meng Chaoran didn't have the slightest affection for this person, and he didn't even want to see this face at all. Similarly, Gu Qian at this time.

A person who does not remember the feelings of his brother is not worthy of their respect, no matter how high his cultivation is.

"The master promised me to let me read the library, and I would trouble the fifteenth senior brother. His smile looks warm, but who knows what's behind it!

"Master, just this sentence?" Meng Chaoran's words suddenly shook, as if this was how important it was.

"That's it!" said him, a thoughtful man, who seemed to mean something else, "is there anything else?"

"No, come with me!" said You, striding towards the small room. It can be seen that this old man who is more than 100 years old attaches great importance to the room.

He can't think much about what is behind him, for him, all he wants is to get into it, and nothing else matters.