"What?!" Ning Xia was very surprised. Too many things had happened these days, and now it felt a bit unreal as if she were in a dream.
Ning Xia and the others walked slowly towards the city lord's mansion in the east of the city while chatting. As he spoke, True Lord Yuanheng mentioned that a major event had happened to the Wuhua Sect members who came to compete in the past few days.
I heard that a disciple of Master Pingyang was lost. It is said that he was the younger brother of Master Pingyang's concubine. The man left the house after the first round of trials and didn't come back until the day before yesterday. He said he had an appointment with friends from another sect to catch up on old times.
At first, Pingyang Zhenren thought that the other party was attracted by this bustling city and had not come back for a long time. He thought that an adult foundation-building monk would naturally have his own plans, so he left him alone.
However, just yesterday, the disciple who was called Ayao before Ningxia woke up was found, but he was already cold, and his remains were returned by the Law Enforcement Hall of Fengming City.
It is said that there were several disciples of the small sect with him. Several of them fell into a ball. One person died of excessive blood loss, another person was injured in the head and died, and another person's soul was severely injured and is still unconscious, and he does not know what will happen next. Will he still wake up? Numerous evidences indicate that this was an "ordinary" manslaughter accident during a fight.
However, who believes this statement? Several people died together, and the only one alive became a vegetative state. No matter how you look at this special period, it is full of conspiracies.
He also said that when Master Pingyang saw the corpse, his face immediately dropped. Because Fengming City's law enforcement team failed to produce any results, and the remains were no different, he had to hurriedly collect the bones of the poor man and then sent his servants to return the body to the poor woman.
"That's it?" He Haigong's eyes widened in surprise. This man died so mysteriously that he didn't even bother to investigate, so he just sent someone to carry him back? Both Pingyang Zhenren as the victim and the law enforcement team maintaining order are too perfunctory.
"That's it. Otherwise, what else can we do?" Zhenjun Yuanheng glanced at He Haigong, seeing that this idiot still looked confused.
"During the trial a few days ago, Dragon and Phoenix were born, which shocked the entire world of cultivation. The monks from the southeastern border were all focused on this small Fengming City. Now, in this small area, forces from all four directions are gathered together, and they are intricate. Every moment, every There are new conspiracies brewing all the time. He probably doesn’t want to cause trouble in Pingyang, and it’s even less likely that the law enforcement team will cause trouble.”
"So, Fengming City is not very peaceful now. It's better for you to run around less, so as not to become the nutrient of some conspiracy. There are many opportunities to play, but you only have one life, and I can't always do it. Can appear in time." Zhenjun Yuanheng stared at the flow of people coming and going, not knowing what he was thinking.
What kind of cultivation world is this? Ningxia has no answer in her heart.
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In an elegantly decorated cave, a beautiful woman in thin clothes was doing embroidery on a beauty couch. She was currently working on a pair of thick knee pads.
A picture of quiet times.
"Madam!" The servant in gray clothes rushed into the cave in a hurry, disturbing the attentive woman.
The woman frowned and shouted displeased: "Douzi, what's the matter? You're whistling like that, it's so scary."
Douzi was panting, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his throat seemed to be locked and he was mute, unable to make a sound smoothly, and could only make a hoarse roar.
He was in a hurry, but couldn't make a sound smoothly, so he had to dance and wave his limbs to express his excitement. Seeing Douzi being so excited, the woman couldn't help but wonder: "Slow down, take your time."
"Madam...Madam, Master Yao is dead."
"Bang!" The tea cup in the woman's hand fell down. Her face was filled with disbelief and her eyes were stunned.
"Who did you say died? Say it again!" The woman trembled her lips, as if she didn't see the fragments on the ground, and stepped on them, getting closer to the beans.
"Young mistress, your feet..." "Say it again!!" Douzi couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the woman stepped on the broken porcelain pieces, bleeding for a moment, and the corners of her light blue skirt were stained red. Within seconds he was grabbed by the collar by the woman who rushed over.
"Master Yao is dead," Douzi said, looking at the crazy-looking woman.
"ah--"
The entire cave echoed with sharp screams. It came from a woman's desperate scream.
"Say it." Axiu was dressed in mourning clothes and sat on the chair with a deathly look on her face. There was a beautifully crafted birthday coffin in front of her, and inside lay her younger brother, the only bloodline of their Xu family.
"Today, the villain went to the square to pick up a batch of medicinal herbs. He happened to meet a flying boat transporting goods, and actually saw the master's servant. He suddenly told the villain that Master Yao was dead, and it was the master who sent him back."
"I was so frightened that I couldn't believe what the other party said. It wasn't until I saw Master Yao's body that I came to report this to Madam."
The lady took a deep breath and forced herself not to look at the heartbreaking scene. She pushed herself up and asked again: "Then...did he say how my brother died?"
"Yes. He said that the young master was fighting with someone and was accidentally killed by accident." Douzi peeked at the woman's increasingly terrifying face.
"Did you say what it was?"
"No, no..."
"You don't know anything, what do you know!" The extremely sad woman overturned the entire table and the cups on it, leaving the ground in a mess.
Douzi was so frightened by this battle that he fell to his knees on the ground. He is Madam's exclusive servant and has been marked as a slave. Madam can take his life at will with just a thought.
"Get out!" After receiving the permission, Douzi rolled and crawled out of the oppressive cave. After closing the door and walking for several steps, he looked back at the closed door and shuddered a few times.
Xu Rui slowly walked to her dead brother. I saw that the person lying in the coffin was already hard, his face was pale, and he exuded an unpleasant smell.
But she didn't care. She gently brushed every inch of the young man's muscles and bones, as if she wanted to remember his appearance deeply. She lowered her head and slowly brought it close to his forehead. She felt the bone-chilling coldness coming from the contact point, and felt that her whole body was about to follow him.
As if remembering something, Xu Rui stood up, pulled out a rough white marble statue from the young man's neck, crushed it into pieces, and the blood in his palm mixed with the jade fragments and fell to the ground.
Xu Rui froze in place like a statue, those words echoing in her mind like a mantra.
"Pingyang Zhenren killed me."
Pingyang Zhenren...
killed……
I……
...He killed my brother?
Hahahahahaha, this is the funniest joke in the world.
Master Pingyang killed my brother.
"Ahhhh——"
.. m.
