I glanced at the flying knife, and saw a piece of paper with color on it, and I was suspicious, so I walked over, pulled out the flying knife, and looked at the paper with my heart, but I saw a line of words written on it.

……

Respect the teacher in the camphor (unofficial) wood forest broken temple. The dense camphor (unofficial) wood forest in the middle of the Tianya Mountain that I imagined in my heart was indeed there, and there was indeed a ruined temple in the forest, which was strange.

The master never let us go there, but what did his old people do there?

Several of the disciples of the people who had gone out to chase the secretly attacker had returned.

Furious.

So I asked, 'Did you catch it?' The junior brother shook his head: ''"

"I pondered that it didn't take long to pick up, so I took all the brothers down the mountain and came to the camphor (unofficial) wood, but I didn't think that I had just walked into the forest, and I ......."

……

Some of the words were choked.

Many cultivators listened to him with bated breath.

Hearing him stop here all of a sudden, some people couldn't help but say, "What's the matter?" ”

Meng Gubona calmed down the 'agitation' in his heart.

His eyes faintly 'revealed' a trace of resentment, and said: "As soon as I entered the forest, I saw the family teacher lying on the ground with satisfied leaves.

immediately ran to the front and saw the fatal sword qi wound from the 'fierce' mouth of the family teacher.

I was so frightened that I was stunned for a long time.

When I and my brothers and I were about to bring back the bodies of the dead teachers.

I didn't mean to indirectly see a font written under the palm of the right hand of the tutor......"

He paused again, glancing over the faces of many people.

Shake.

……

Some people can't help but ask the question: "What word?" ”

He 'revealed' that kind of resentful gaze again, and said, "Zhang Le! ”

Everyone, the crowd, the people who are already in the crowd, are whispering.

Meng Gu Bona continued: "Presumably, a small number of years on the big continent today suddenly rose up, and most of us know what his surname is?" ”

His words had just fallen.

……

One of the people in the crowd shouted, "The great master of the eternal world is the one who killed Zhang Le, and it will never be wrong." ”

Style.

This small cry of color.

A lot of people are talking louder.

Suddenly, an elderly person sitting on the third chair opposite Fang Wuqiu Mountain said loudly: "What is the origin of that little young year? There is such a cultivation that can kill the eternal realm? ”

The old man had a sunken nose and eyes, and his eyes were like those of a falcon.

He was very energetic, with a thin body, and a silver-gray 'colored' robe on his body, although he looked wide on his body, his hands and feet were covered by the sleeves of the robe.

……

It's just a skinny skull 'exposed' on the outside, which looks weird and mysterious.

He is the palm of the martial sword style, the heart of the 'door' people-Wu Daozi.

Although he has been going back and forth with eternity, he is not very close.

But all of them are the palms of the big sect's 'gates', and if something happens, even if they don't help, they naturally have to come and be individuals. In fact, most of the cultivators in this hall came with the intention of watching the excitement.

Chilly.

They know that there will always be people who will stand up and seek justice for all eternity.

……

Sitting opposite Wu Daozi was a slightly 'fat' and chubby old people.

Looking away, Zui said, "No matter where he came from."

But it's better than some people saying empty words. ”

He is the palm of the Xuanjian style, the heart of the 'door' people-the gods in the vast realm.

The Xuanjian style and the martial sword style have always been at odds, yes, there will always be some words in the Shenhao realm aimed at the martial arts.

Wu Daozi's eagle-like gaze glared at him, and he snorted slightly.

Twisting his face and looking away, the god was obviously disdainful of talking to the gods.

After the rain.

Fang Wuqiushan suddenly continued: "For the time being, regardless of the origin of that little year, how strong the strength is, the most important thing at the moment is that with the help of everyone, I hope to find out the whereabouts of that little year."

……

Grab him, and then make the whole story of the situation clear. ”

Suddenly, among the crowd, some people whispered: "Fang Wuqiu Mountain Dao people are just too merciful, the evidence is there, and I am still so polite to that young man."

You should have killed him immediately when you saw him. ”

Mountains.

"Although the words here are good, if yes, if they kill the wrong people, where are the people?"

"How can you kill the wrong people? Suddenly, before the great master died, he wrote the character 'Xia' in order to tell us that the murderer of him was surnamed Xia. ”

"There are very few people with the surname Xia on the big continent.

That young man had made an oath with the great master of the eternal earth on the Heavenly Sword Qi Platform, and he must have known that he couldn't fulfill the oath, so he had the intention of killing. ”

"But if you say it's true, he's a human being, and people have killed the great master through the ages, but I don't believe it."

"Won't he call a helper?"

"That's right......"

……

Nothing.

The chatter came and went, albeit quietly.

But not a word of it has passed into the ears of these palms and hearts.

What I imagined in my heart: These people are not bad, and those young people can't kill them, don't you know how to call a helper?

Suddenly, one after another people whispered, "I heard that there is a young man who has a good relationship with him."

That young man also has a stunt, not under him, named Mei Mei Zixin, presumably with Mei Zixin to work together with Mei Zixin to kill the great master of the eternal earth in the camphor (unofficial) wood. ”

Cold.

"That's right, the quantitative is yes, they secretly asked the great master to go to the camphor (unofficial) wood, and the quantitative amount in advance was to bury the trap."

……

The voices of discussion among the crowd are becoming more and more chaotic, and there are different opinions.

Talking about Zhang Le and Mei Zixin like... Yes, the world is like a big devil.

Meng Gu Bona secretly means it, and imagines it in his heart: You Zhang Le will be useless even if you run to the ends of the earth this time.

The Unbounded Dao people who had been sitting quietly on the chair diagonally opposite Fang Wuqiu Mountain drooped slightly, and they were not in the slightest disturbed by the talk of many people.

Fang Wushan and the others, who were standing behind him, couldn't help it.

Sentimental.

I wanted to happily help Zhang Le debate a few words, but I didn't know that the unbounded old Tao suddenly waved his hand at them, indicating that he should not say anything.

Wu Daozi's thin face smiled with a cold voice on his face.

The slightly 'fat' face in the Shenhao Realm was 'revealed' with a faint smile on his face.

Guiyunzhuang Dongfang Tian's face was pale, and there was no surface on it, and his dark eyes were dark.

Yes, there is a meaning, and I look at a lot of people meaninglessly, and the god on people's faces.

(End of chapter)