On the other side, just when King Yong said that he wanted to ask Yu Qingchen to come forward to settle the dispute, Suhe and Zou Ji got into a fight over it.
Just when he was about to escape, a murderous aura suddenly rushed in. The huge palace sedan fell from the sky like a mobile hut, barely able to block between two groups of people.
The body of the sedan chair is white, and the blood-red silk satin forms a huge red flower hanging from the top of the sedan chair. This is the standard configuration of Shuangsha Palace, but it is also the first time in recent times that it has been so public and high-profile.
Counting the last time I saw him, it was a long time ago.
Su He held the Ming Shu sword in his hand, exchanged eyes with Zou Jiren and was about to ask, but unexpectedly, a voice that was indifferent to life and death came from the sedan.
"We are doing business in Shuangsha Palace, please get out of the way."
Hearing this, Suhe's heart tightened, he nodded slightly towards the sedan chair, and immediately took Zou Jiren away.
"Don't leave." Zhong Yu couldn't see the beak flying away, so he asked people to chase him: "Here comes, catch up, be sure to raise your head to see him."
Everyone responded in unison: "Yes."
As soon as the words fell, they all urged Yuan to step forward.
"Wait a minute, did I tell you that you can go over?" It was still a very soft voice. To him, human life was nothing but a piece of grass, and he couldn't give it a single extra cent.
Hearing this, Zhong Yu's expression immediately changed, and he said loudly: "Don't fucking pretend to be a ghost. You are doing this in front of the Supervisor Tiansi. I think you are impatient and looking for death."
"Really?" Xian Geyue leaned on the Taishi's chair and flicked her nails in a neutral way. Finally, she turned her eyes slightly and said, "Let's all go stretch our muscles and bones. Some people think we are... rusty if we haven't moved for too long. "
The words fell, and there was no answer.
Only a breeze blew through his hair that fell down on his chest, dancing lightly and then falling slowly.
Everything seemed to be normal, but for a moment, Zhong Yu's horrified voice came from outside: "You... who are you? Don't come here, come again, the Supervisor Tiansi will not let you go, nor will he let you go..."
"You talk too much."
"don't want……"
"Wait a minute."
"What is the order from the sect master?" The man sheathed his sword, told the people around him to keep an eye on it, and turned around to salute and answer.
"Destroy his cultivation and give him some time to go back. Just say that this is a return gift for Master Baili. I hope he likes it."
"yes."
When Zhong Yu heard this, it was like five thunders struck his head. If a person of the Immortal Way does not have the cultivation level to support him, it would be better to die. His eyebrows suddenly turned, and he raised his energy and energy to overpower the heavenly spirit.
How do you know that if he is fast, others are not slow either. He took one step to control the vital points, and then moved with unparalleled speed to destroy his Dantian.
His cultivation immediately turned into spiritual energy and overflowed from his body, quickly dissipating in the air.
"No, don't..." Zhong Yu fell to the ground helplessly, stretching out his hands desperately trying to grab something, but it was all in vain.
At the same time, his appearance also underwent earth-shaking changes. In just a few breaths, he changed from a young man to an old man.
Moreover, he is still dying.
Even saying one more word has become a luxury.
He looked at his hands and held up the gray hair tremblingly. I always feel that everything is so unreal, everything seems to be happening in a dream.
Once upon a time, he was still laughing at Li Huaqian for not being able to do things with his brains? I also fantasize that without Li Huaqian, my day has finally come.
I never thought that I would end up here today.
"Hahaha……"
Life is really like a dream.
God, you shouldn't make this joke with Zhong Yu, you shouldn't...
The man slapped him: "Be honest."
Then he cupped his hands and said into the sedan: "The person has been abolished. Should he be sent to the Supervisor Tiansi or Bailijia?"
Xian Geyue crossed her legs, looking increasingly surly and indifferent, and said: "No matter what, he is a person who has the same desires as the world, but he still has to be a little thin."
After pondering for a moment, he said: "You can find an opportunity and throw the person to Baili Liunian when no one has an idea."
"Jianyi understands, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"Will the Sect Master's actions in this way push Baili Liunian into danger? If he counterattacks then, it will probably be a tough battle with Shuangsha Palace."
"Your concerns are valid, though?"
"Um?"
"Baili Liunian is not a vulgar person. I believe he knows what is the right choice."
After all, no more words.
Jianyi knew his intention, turned around and looked at him with his companions, picking up Zhong Yu who was lying on the ground like a dead body and taking him away.
After a whirlwind, the forest was empty and silent. There were no frightened birds or rabbits, only the corpses scattered on the ground told what had happened.
The bright red liquid seeped into the ground like a trickle, and the thick blood swayed in the wind for unknown distances.
After a while, several wild wolves came out and dragged the corpses deeper one by one, and then ate their fill.
Only then did a few jackdaws startle and fly out of the dense forest.
The two people who escaped hundreds of miles continued to rush to the ruins of Yuhun Gate.
Zou Jiren looked back uneasily and said, "Didn't Shuangsha Palace have been silent for some days, so how could it suddenly come into conflict with the Supervisor Tiansi?"
Or?
Su He did not explain, but calmly urged: "If we go forward for an hour, we can see where the Soul Control Gate is. We have to hurry up."
Hearing this, Zou Jiren was stunned: "Okay."
He immediately urged Yun to catch up with Su He and asked no more questions.
Fortunately, the time was not very long, and it was not easy to pass even if we were on the road with all our strength.
When we go down to the foot of Yuhunmen Mountain and look around, we feel infinite sadness.
Zou Jiren put his hands on his hips, frowned and bared his teeth and said, "This feeling is really unpleasant."
Inexplicably depressing, inexplicably annoying. At first glance, the void seemed to be distorting, but when I looked again, it wasn't there anymore.
However, that uncomfortable aura was like a pair of big hands tightly strangling the throats of passing creatures.
Suhe was also in the cold weather of Meishan, and he was more solemn and careful, saying: "Perhaps this is their last unwillingness."
When a person dies, he still has a handful of earth.
When they die, everything disappears.
Perhaps this stay that refuses to dissipate the hatred, resentment, and unwillingness is the only proof that they have been here.
I think back then, that bastard Wu Shuang had the idea of soul-controlling gate.
It's just that things in the world are ever-changing, and everything changes in the blink of an eye.
Feeling miserable in his heart, he changed the subject and said, "Can you still bear it?"
Zou Jiren nodded. Although his irritability was hard to calm down, he was still not out of proportion.
"Let's go."
After that, head into the dense forest first.
Su He looked around to make sure no one was following him and then hurriedly followed.
Nothing happened along the way, except for the depressing atmosphere. It's just that the more this happens, the more Zou Jiren's heart beats. This place is filled with indescribable weirdness.
He said: "Is the news reliable? Are you sure it's correct?"
"It's logical to say that it's not wrong. Although Yuhun Sect is suddenly in disaster and no one seems to be helping, it is always on the nerves of everyone.
Now that the news has come out, it will definitely not be groundless. "
After that, he glanced at the ruins and tiles all over the place. The former buildings were now in ruins.
When I stepped on it, it made a crunching sound.
After hearing this, Zou Jiren rubbed his furrowed brows and sighed, "Even so, if this is the trick of an evil person or a scheme by someone with ulterior motives, wouldn't we fall into the trap?"
"Senior brother always does things properly. Since he sent someone to secretly deliver the news to me, this matter is 80% likely."
"When did this happen? How come we didn't know?" Zou Jiren was surprised. Suhe's words obviously meant that people from the Wusheng Sect had been here.
However, they didn't know about this, which shows how tightly he hid it.
Suhe raised his eyes and looked into the distance, saying, "Last night."
After that, continue walking inside. If you just look at it, you won't be able to see why. If you hold your breath and feel it, you will get nothing.
Immediately, the frown between his eyebrows became more and more intense.
"Last night? Last night, didn't you go out with..." Yu Qingchen went out, and finally... Well, when did you meet up with the Wushengmen?
I was in the inn with Senior Que and Brother Yun, how could I not know anything?
"A big sect, who hasn't done anything yet? I'm just delivering a letter. It's not necessarily difficult to avoid disturbing others, don't you think?" After saying that, he quickly walked into a broken house.
In fact, despite what he said now, when Yu Qingchen broke into the room that night, the credit insurance policy in his hand was discovered.
If not, he wouldn't have been stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. Fortunately, Yu Qingchen did not become suspicious, otherwise the trip might not have gone so smoothly.
"Indeed, the great sect..." Zou Jiren suddenly swallowed his words before he spoke. He looked behind him warily, raised his hand and pulled out his long sword, performed a sword dance, and then slowly moved closer to Su He.
The blade of the sword was stained with rust, slightly curved and trembling. As he moved, it suddenly fell straight, and the rust stains turned into a secret brilliance.
He whispered: "What did you find?"
Su He lowered his eyes, ran his fingertips across the long table, and then looked at the furnishings of the entire room.
Rubbing his fingertips slightly, he said: "It seems that we have come to the right place."
"How can I see it?"
"The surface of the case is still warm. Someone must have come to pay homage. If you look carefully, there is still a lingering fragrance in the room that has not dissipated."
Zou Jiren originally wanted to retort a few words to see if this judgment would be arbitrary, but after hearing the full words, his expression changed slightly and he immediately tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
"Then what should we do now?" We can find it, and the evil ones can too. If we don't find him first, will the evil people take him away earlier? Then... that's not good.
"We also come to worship."
"What?" Zou Jiren almost thought he heard wrongly, couldn't help but look left and right, and then whispered: "There are no ghosts, who should we worship?"
Everyone knows that Yuhun Sect is a place where souls can cultivate the Taoism. Now that you are in trouble, you came here to worship me, maybe because you didn’t care about which pot was not open and deliberately picked up which pot.
Su He rolled his sleeves, and there were incense, candles, melons and fruits immediately on the table. After they were prepared, he actually rolled up his sleeves and twisted the incense. Zou Jiren was speechless for a long time.
After the incense is lit and firmly inserted, a pot of wine and three cups are taken out, and the wine is sprinkled to honor the heroic spirit.
Said: "Of course...to show it to others."
Just as Zou Jiren was about to speak, he suddenly met Su He's eyes and understood immediately, swallowing all his words.
Su He's eyes flickered, and Zou Jiren immediately stepped forward to offer a stick of incense and three glasses of wine.
In this way, the two people waited quietly.
Until the incense burned out, the person who should appear did not appear.
"Do we have to wait any longer?" Zou Jiren asked with some embarrassment. He thought he could lure out the hidden person, but he didn't expect that they were being tricked.
"No need, this is enough." Suhe glanced at the finally falling incense ash, and the flaming red finally turned into pitch black.
Said: "Let's leave."
"Yeah." Zou Jiren looked back again and again, and when he saw Su He walking away, he quickened his pace and said, "Slow down, wait for me."
…
However, not long after they left, a person suddenly appeared in the void. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a country man. A bamboo stick, a pair of straw sandals, a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat.
No matter how you look at it, he is also an ordinary person in the mortal world and cannot be more ordinary.
But I saw him using a bamboo stick to slightly lift up the bamboo hat that covered most of his face, and his blade-like eyes were focused on the direction in which Suhe and the two disappeared.
Then he put down his bamboo stick and covered his face with the bamboo hat again.
He raised his hand to touch the fruits on the table and whispered: "Is it Baili Suhe?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another uninvited guest suddenly arrived. But I saw his figure erratic and disappeared suddenly. With the skill of his front and back legs, he missed the person he came.
"Where are the people?"
