Elder Lishan looked at Liang Xiaoxiao on the stretcher and was silent for a long time. Then he looked at Broken Sleeve under the locust tree, with no emotional ups and downs in his voice: "What else do you have to say?"

Zhexiu closed his eyes and said, "Since he defected to the demon clan, anyone can kill him. If it was me, I don't need to hide it, but he was not killed by me.

There was a slight commotion in the woods. The elder Lishan looked like frost and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Liang is dead. You are actually throwing dirty water on a deceased person. It's too shameless."

Only then did Zhexiu realize that Liang Xiaoxiao was dead. He probably understood the whole thing and suddenly felt very tired.

"Follow us back to Lishan for interrogation." The elder Lishan looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

As he said, more than ten disciples of the Changsheng Sect surrounded Chessie, and more southern practitioners were monitoring Chessie's movements to prevent him from attacking.

At this moment, Zhu Luo said expressionlessly: "Slow down."

As the strongest man in humans, Bafang Fengyu naturally has a special status. His words made Elder Lishan, who was extremely angry, calm down for the time being.

"I don't like this kind of scene where nothing can be explained clearly, and I have to do the job."

Zhu Luo pointed to Qijian who was unconscious and said, "Depending on what you mean, in addition to Cheshang, there should be Qijian who killed Liang Xiaoxiao, and even Chen Changsheng?

The elder Lishan said slowly: "This is Lishan's business, please respect it."

"This is not a matter of leaving the mountain, this is what happened in Zhouyuan." Zhu Luo looked at him and said with a blank expression: "I will be responsible for the opening of Zhouyuan this year. You have to let me understand anything that happens inside."

The elder Lishan suppressed his anger and said, "Do you still understand this matter?"

"I don't understand very much." Zhu Luo didn't care about his reaction and said casually: "Zhexiu made many military achievements for my Great Zhou. It's okay if you say he colluded with the demon clan, but if Qijian also participated in this matter, would he also join the demon clan? He is your disciple of the mountain. What's the reason for joining forces with this wolf clan boy to deal with his own senior brother?"

The elder Lishan thought about the meaning of Liang Xiaoxiao's gaze before his death. After a moment of silence, he walked to Zhu Luo and whispered: "The matter involves Lishan Qingyu, please do not continue to ask in depth."

Zhu Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and it should be noted that the words reputation and reputation seem to be similar, but in fact there is something different.

Elder Lishan lowered his voice and said, "We don't know what happened between Qi Junior Nephew... and Zhexiu. We have no idea about it for the time being, but we must not ask in front of everyone, because her identity is very special."

Only the two of them could hear this conversation. Seeing that he was so cautious, Zhu Luo asked, "What is his identity?"

Elder Lishan was silent for a moment and said, "She...is a daughter."

Zhu Luo looked at the folded sleeves under the locust tree, felt enlightened, and said, "No wonder he wanted to say the word "Qingyu."

Elder Lishan said, "Sir, please understand."

Zhu Luo shook his head and said, "This is not enough. Although the reputation of leaving the mountain is important, it is not only true and life and death."

Elder Lishan hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "She is the daughter of the uncle."

Zhu Luo looked slightly, looked at his eyes and asked, "Which uncle?"

Elder Lishan whispered: "Uncle Master."

Listening to these three words, Zhu Luo was silent for a long time.

The storm in the world has extremely high status in the human world, only under the five saints. Logically speaking, no name will make him afraid, but one person must be eliminated here.

It turned out to be Su Li's daughter, but it was Su Li's daughter. No wonder he was taken over by the head of Lishan as a closed disciple. The whole Lishan regarded her as a treasure. Even Qiushan Jun and Gou Hanshi wanted to hold her in their palms.

Looking at Qijian in a coma, Zhu Luo thought about these things and shook his head.

Elder Lishan said, "Thank you for your understanding. Of course, if Qijian really made some magic swords in Zhouyuan, the Precepts Hall will definitely use the rules. In the final result, Lishan will notify the gentleman as soon as possible."

Zhu Luo didn't say anything, so he was considered Mo Yun. This was indeed what happened in Zhouyuan, but Lishan Sword Sect had already said this, and even if it involved Su Li, he was unwilling to take things over.

But at this time, in addition to him, there is an old man who speaks the most powerfully.

As the elder of Lishan Sword Sect signaled, someone carried Qi Jian and Liang Xiaoxiao's corpses on the stretcher away. He heard the movement there and leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to do something, but in the end he did nothing.

Just as Lishan Sword Sect was about to take away Cheshui, the old man finally spoke.

From the moment Zhouyuan was destroyed and the mountains were gone, Archbishop Meilisha was staring at the thick fog that once was dazed. His old face became older, his turbid eyes became more turbid, and he ignored what was happening in the woods. Until this time, he turned around and said with a blank expression: "Leave people behind."

The elder of Lishan Sword Sect said, "This is my Lishan..."

"The one who died is your disciples who are in the mountains, and the one who is in the mountains seems to be your disciples who are in the mountains. I am too lazy to care about the things that are in the mountains. I just took them away by Chessing Sleeve? Just because of what Liang Xiaoxiao said before his death? Wouldn't that say that if Chen Changsheng is still alive, you should take him back to Jieshan in front of me?"

Meilisha slowly walked back to the woods, looked at the elder Lishan and said, "Is this a reason?"

The elder Lishan did not speak, but the new teacher of the Tiandaoyuan spoke in hesitation: "Sir, if Chen Changsheng really involves this matter, he must also carefully examine it."

"A person can't speak anymore when he dies, so you can let you pour dirty water on him? I seemed to have heard someone say this before." Meilisha looked at the new teacher in the Heavenly Daoyuan and said with a blank expression: "As for the trial... Chen Changsheng is the dean of the National Education College. What qualifications are you a mere professor who is qualified to judge him? Except for the Pope, who is qualified to judge him?"

He looked at the folded sleeves under the locust tree and said, "Your reputation is important. Is the reputation of our country's religion not important? This young wolf clan involves the reputation of our country's religion. I want to bring him back to Kyoto. Who has any objection?"

Zhu Luo said, "I have no objection."

Since he had no objection, then everyone present was not qualified to have opinions, including those southern practitioners and the elder Lishan who were obviously very objectionable. Meilisha looked at the elder Lishan and said coldly: "If Lishan has any objection, let your leader say it, or let Su Li say it."

The elder Lishan could no longer bear it and said angrily: "It is my disciple Lishan who died."

"It's great to die? Isn't this a mess because he's dead?" Meilisha's voice became even colder: "And I'm in a bad mood now, and the Pope is about to be in a bad mood. The whole state religion will be in a bad mood because Chen Chang is alive and dies, and Chen Chang, the president of the National Education College, is alive and dies."

The old man looked at the sky outside the woods and said sadly: "What else can be more important than this? Even if the seven-character verses of the Kingdom of God are all dead, can it be more sad than this?"

Chen Changsheng could think that people outside Hanqiu City would definitely think that he was dead because he did not leave through the gate of Zhouyuan, but appeared directly on the snow field thousands of miles away in an extremely magical way. He could also think that many people would definitely have many different reactions after knowing the news of their death. Some people should be very happy, some should feel relieved, and some people would definitely feel very sad and sad.

Those people are people who truly love him, such as Luoluo, Tang Sanshiliu, Xuanyuan Po, Jin Changshi, and Mo Yu, who may have some regrets. He even feels that the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect, such as Gou Hanshi and Guan Feibai, are also members of these people, not to mention the elders in the National Sect, and the girl from the Xiuling Clan.

He didn't want these people to be sad and anxious, so he was very anxious. He was anxious to return to the human world and spread the news that he was still alive back to Kyoto as soon as possible so that everyone could know that he was still alive. Unfortunately, the snowfield of the Demon Realm is too far away from the human world, and Senior Su Li... is really a bit heavy.

Their escape from the Snowfield of the Demon Realm was actually very smooth.

A true master of swordsmanship must have great wisdom. No matter in any aspect, such as cooking and tea, because all the Taos have similarities, escape can be said to be retreating, which is part of the art of war, and Su Li is also very good at it.

The sword he cut through the sky was very particular.

The sword cut hundreds of miles of swordsmanship and went straight to the south. The true meaning of the swordsmanship - the most straightest one is the fastest recently, and the one who has recently fallen is the fastest. Who would have thought that the place where this sword really landed was in a snowy ridge in the southwest.

The black robe vaguely noticed it, but when the demon army changed its decision to encircle the snowy ridge from east to west, only a little blood was left by the hot spring, and a jasmine flower that was picked.

At that time, Su Li had already arrived in a glacier four hundred miles away.

Of course, he was in Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng's body washed by dragon blood seemed to have endless energy and provided powerful power, enough to display amazing speed. It was really amazing to be able to run four hundred miles in such a short time. Even Su Li felt a little surprised, but the oncoming wind and snow cut his face like a knife. Whenever he wanted to praise Chen Changsheng, he turned into annoyed reprimand when he said something.

Without stopping in the glacier for a while, Chen Changsheng continued to run south along the ice crack, feeling a little thirsty, and stabbed his hand into the ice rock beside him. Two clear traces appeared on the light blue and beautiful ice cubes, and the ice chips flew everywhere. He stuffed the ice into his mouth, feeling that his body, which was hot because of running, became a little cooler and very comfortable.

Running across glaciers and snow fields, crossing snowy ridges and mountains, Chen Changsheng ran wildly with Su Li on his back. When he was thirsty, he would chew some ice and snow, and when he was hungry... He endured it, and he would not sleep day and night, until one day, he finally saw a human city appearing in the distance.

He just passed by the snowfield of the Thousand Miles of Demon Realm.

He could no longer hold on and fell backwards.

(The next chapter strives to get before eleven o'clock.)
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