"Yes, the sect leader, the senior brother is dead, the junior brother and sister have rushed over! Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Her question was obviously unnecessary. Jianyi walked out without thinking and asked on the way, "How did you die?"

"I don't know, there are no signs of injury or poisoning on the elder brother's body, but he has lost his breath for no reason." The female disciple was obviously confused.

The eldest brother had no scars on his body, but he just lost his breath.

Breathing is the only way to distinguish a person's life and death. If the eldest brother loses breathing, he will die.

Jianyi frowned and hurried to the place where Jianren was imprisoned.

Sure enough, Jianren was lying in the cage, motionless, his face turned pale, and obviously he was breathing.

"Sect Master, what should I do? He died like this..."

"Is it okay for the master's revenge?"

"What can I do if I die..."

Various voices sounded, Jianyi's face became increasingly ugly, and he suddenly shouted: "Give me peace of mind."

The place was really quiet. As soon as Lesang entered the door, he saw Jianyi blushing and teaching his disciples a lesson: "Since Jianren has gone, what do you want to do to him? Do you whip the corpse? Do you think the master wants to see us treat people like this?"

"But, he killed the master." One disciple was dissatisfied.

Why don’t the master want to see it when he avenges his master?

"Even if he was so ruthless that he killed his master, he was once a member of the Sword Sect. How could we punish him inhumane ways?"

Quiet, dead silence.

My fellow disciples look at me, and I look at you, but I don’t know what to say.

I don’t know who said that the sect leader is really kind-hearted, and everyone agreed, all of whom gave up the idea of ​​whipping the corpse.

Seeing that everyone began to discuss how to deal with Jianren's body, Lesang quickly stood up: "Sect Master, the eldest brother had a misunderstanding about me before his death. Now that he is dead, I want to send him the last journey."

"What do you want to do?" Jianyi's face darkened, obviously beware of Lesang's cruel means of using Jianren.

I was dissatisfied with her during my lifetime, so after I died, did she use this opportunity to torture him?

Lesang should understand what he meant and quickly explained: "Sect Master, don't misunderstand. I'll send Senior Brother Jianren for the last journey. I just want to resolve the misunderstanding between me and him in this last time so that he can leave with peace of mind. Even if he did something he shouldn't do to the master, you are right. He used to be our fellow disciple. As a senior brother, he teaches us to practice swordsmanship every day and teaches new disciples of fellow disciples to practice martial arts. He has no credit and has worked hard. Now that he has gone, he should let him leave."

After Le Sang said this, those who had a lot of opinions about Jianren were immediately soft-hearted.

Yes, even if he killed his master with his own hands, he has made a lot of efforts in the Sword Sect over the years.

I take them to practice swords every morning, and I have troubles without any credit.

Jianyi was also moved, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then you can bury Jianren with your own hands and send him the last journey."

"Yes, Sect Master!" Lesang tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, but there was still some unhidden smile on his face.

Let her come for burial, huh.

All this went very smoothly.
Chapter completed!