Upon hearing this, Qiu Yong knew that Li Huayi, the dean of Tiansu Immortal Academy, was fanning the flames in his heart, so he only snorted coldly.
Everyone's mood was even more complicated, and they were reluctant to leave because they all wanted to know what would happen next. Will the mysterious force come back and overthrow Tianshu Immortal Academy again?
What they are still concerned about is, what are the origins of Yunzheng and the others?
While everyone was still watching, all the injured disciples of Tianshu Immortal Academy were treated, and their lives were no longer in danger for the time being.
Yunzheng stabilized Lian Pihou's injuries. Together with Feng Xinglan, she carried him into a newly built shabby house and placed Lian Pihou on the cave.
…
On the other side, Tianze Shenzhou.
In a hidden family place, a middle-aged man with a broken arm covered in blood was teleported back and smashed at the door of a large and luxurious mansion.
There was a loud 'bang'.
For a moment, the guards outside the mansion became alert. They drew their swords and pointed them at the bloody man. They asked in a deep voice: "Who is here? How dare you break into Wanqi Mansion without permission!"
The voice was majestic and deep, making people's ears numb.
"...Yes...Yes...I..." The bloody man lying on the ground spoke in a weak voice, his fingers curled up slightly. He tried to raise his head to let the guards see who he really was!
But before he could raise his head, the guard captain pressed his head to the ground again, and there was a muffled sound of 'bang'.
The middle-aged man's head was hit so hard that he was dizzy. He gritted his teeth in his heart and hated the guard captain from then on.
The guard captain raised his chin slightly, "Go and see who he is! Who is so bold that he dares to throw rubbish in our Wanqi Mansion!"
The middle-aged man couldn't move, but the anger in his eyes seemed to be spurting out.
Okay, okay, once he recovers from his injuries, the first one will skin him!
"Yes!" A guard responded immediately, walked over, squatted down, and roughly pulled off the middle-aged man's head.
Click——
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking coming from the middle-aged man's neck.
He lost his voice in pain.
His face became more and more ferocious and twisted, and his eyes were deep and fierce. This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the guard, making him fall back in fright.
"Three...three elders!" The guard was shocked, with a look of horror in his eyes.
The guard captain looked down, and when his eyes touched the middle-aged man's face, which was almost covered with blood, he was shocked. The arrogance and arrogance on his face instantly extinguished, and he immediately leaned over in fear, trying to kill the middle-aged man. Help him up.
"Third Elder, I have neglected my duty!"
The guard captain wanted to grab the middle-aged man's arm and help him up, but he never expected to touch the wound on his broken arm.
"ah……"
This time, the middle-aged man's face became even more distorted in pain.
He stared at the guard captain as if he wanted to skin him to pieces.
The guard captain was startled and looked at the middle-aged man's broken arm in astonishment. When he met the middle-aged man's eyes again, he was so frightened that he cried without tears. He apologized tremblingly, "I'm sorry, sorry, yes. My mistake! I volunteered to go to the Punishment Hall to receive my punishment!"
"Why don't you send the third elder back quickly!"
Immediately, the guard captain looked at the other guards and yelled anxiously.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The guards responded quickly.
The middle-aged man is Wanqishan, the third elder of the Wanqi family.
The news that he was seriously injured and defeated, and also lost fifty strong men in the realm of gods, soon spread throughout the entire Wanqi family.
The third elder Wan Qishan was rescued by many doctors in the clan. Although he saved a small life, he lost an arm and his cultivation level dropped by two small levels. Moreover, he could no longer use spiritual power for two months. , otherwise, his injury will worsen.
Before Wanqi Shan had a chance to recuperate, several guards carried him to the lobby of Wanqi Mansion on a stretcher.
Wan Qishan was lying on a stretcher, his whole body almost tightly wrapped in gauze. He was feeling uneasy at the moment.
Because his mission failed!
The Lord will definitely not spare him!
As soon as they entered the lobby, the elders, elders, and geniuses of the clan gathered together, and all kinds of eyes fell on Wan Qishan.
Wan Qishan, who was lying on a stretcher, was sent to the center of the lobby.
Wan Qishan did not dare to lie down, so he forced himself to sit up, then rolled and knelt forward. The wound burst open, and the white gauze was dyed red. He said in a panic:
"Lord, it's my inability to do things well! Please listen to my explanation first!"
"Say." came a hoarse and magnetic male voice, with no emotion at all.
Wan Qishan spoke very quickly: "All these changes are because of Yunzheng, the senior sister of Tianshu Immortal Academy. I didn't expect that she has the cultivation level of the seventh level of the God Realm!"
"Tsk." A middle-aged woman in a high position sneered, took a sip of tea, and said contemptuously: "You are just a seventh-level Celestial Realm practitioner. No matter how strong you are, you are still just a person."
Wan Qishan was shocked and shouted angrily: "That Yunzheng is not an ordinary person! Her bone age is not even twenty-five years old! She has already broken through to the seventh level of the God Realm, and she has contracted a lot of powerful orcs! She is better than Wen Yuke was ten times stronger back then!"
He also wanted to say that Yunzheng was not a human at all, but a monster!
When the name 'Wen Yuke' was mentioned, the atmosphere in the entire lobby instantly became depressing. The most terrifying thing was the Lord in front!
Wan Qishan realized what he had said and turned pale with fright.
That magnetic voice suddenly brought a smile, "Is it ten times more powerful than Wen Yuke?"
Wan Qishan raised his head in fear and saw a young man sitting at the main seat. He was dressed in embroidered white clothes. His facial features were clear and three-dimensional, with a bit of aggression. When he smiled, fine lines were revealed at the end of his eyes. , not angry and proud, looks about thirty years old.
Wan Qishan's lips trembled a few times.
"Yes, it is."
The man smiled and sighed, "Wen Yuke, you are such a good and good woman. It's a pity that the person she likes is not Gu."
As soon as these words came out, the entire lobby was silent as if there was no one around.
Everyone tensed up and bowed their heads slightly, as if they didn't dare to listen anymore.
The man looked up at them, "Do you know who she likes?"
There was silence in the lobby, no one dared to say a word.
The man's smile faded, and an indifferent look lingered in his eyebrows. In his mind, Wen Yuke's frown and smile, her posture when practicing swordsmanship, and the picture of her were always so beautiful.
Except for that time when she rejected herself.
Wen Yuke was so cruel, how could she refuse him?
He loves her so deeply, how could he not be as good as that man?
The man's eyes darkened a bit, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered in his heart. The person Wen Yuke liked back then was Fu Qianjue, who had already been promoted to a god!
And he was the culprit who killed both of them!
