"Xiao Chen! Xiaoxue!" Xu Wanzhao still couldn't control her tears when she saw me and Lu Yingxue.
Sister Zhou learned that Zhang Weihu had returned to Fucheng for rescue, and had already asked for leave today. Now she was sitting in front of the temporary mourning hall in a daze. When she saw us, she just nodded to us.
"Uncle Xu..." I wiped away my tears, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then took Lu Yingxue to burn incense for Zhang Weihu.
I comforted Sister Zhou a few words and greeted everyone when I came out.
Zhang Weihu's accident was a major event for the Southern Taoist Association. Not only were almost all the representatives of the Ethnic and Religious Coordination Association present, but representatives of the Southern Taoist League from all provinces were also not left behind.
"Chen Zhoumu."
"President Chen..."
Everyone basically knows me. After all, during this period of time, I have done so many big things, and each one of them is not a crowd-pleaser.
Today we recaptured Zhennanguan Pass, which is comparable to grandma's achievements.
After a month, ***’s ability to control the overall situation and maneuver both vertically and horizontally is well known, and this is evident from the recognition.
After nodding one by one, Xu Wanzhao and I chatted about the situation in Dragon City last night.
"Senior sister, in the middle of the night, suddenly the Yang Shen came out of her body and had a fight with the other party. We didn't know what happened. When we noticed something abnormal, senior sister sat paralyzed and couldn't move..." Xu Wanzhao tried her best to
Recall the whole thing.
After Qiu Shengji heard this, he said: "Sister sister was unconscious at the time. She said "Shinto" twice and then fainted. When she came back, Yang Shen was severely injured. At that time, I was almost sure... there was nothing that could be done.
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"Shut up." Xu Wanzhao scolded while crying.
Qiu Shengji muttered: "This is a fact. Yangshen has been severely injured like this, and there must be nothing we can do..."
"If you can't speak, don't speak!" Xu Wanzhao glared at Qiu Shengji angrily.
Qiu Shengji was a big-hearted man, and he was indeed quite upright in his speech. But when he was scolded by his senior sister, he burst into tears.
"Is it Qimen Shinto's heavenly attack?" I pondered for a moment.
Xu Wanzhao shook his head and said: "With senior sister's strength, the Heavenly Attack will not have much effect on her. Since it is Qimen Shinto, I am afraid that it is Li Jinghong, the direct disciple of Fang Tian Douzi... It is said that he has no less power than
Yu Fangtian Douzi’s strength."
"So young?" I asked.
"Have you ever heard of initiation?" Xu Wanzhao asked.
I frowned and shook my head.
"It is said that before Fang Tian Douzi ascended to immortality in the daytime, he spent 7,749 days just spreading his skills. Except for the soul power, all the rest of his skills were given to Li Jinghong. Therefore, he does not have 10% of Fang Tian Douzi's skills, but at least
He is probably the most threatening figure in our Southern Taoist Association. Moreover, I called and asked, and Li Jinghong is not in the capital." Xu Wanzhao said with a frown.
"Do you suspect that he came to the south?" My face darkened. If it was Li Jinghong who did it, it would not be difficult to understand.
A fortune-teller has spent his whole life searching for dragons and acupoints, so it is normal to be interested in trapping dragons, especially now that my grandmother has disappeared in the Qinling Mountains, Zhang Weihu has died, and the Southern Alliance is in a state of turmoil.
"Zhao..."
Just when I was thinking about what to do, Xu Wanzhao looked at the exit of the hospital and his expression changed drastically.
The lean old man came slowly with a few middle-aged people, his hands behind his back.
Zhao Tu!
Not only Xu Wanzhao, but also me, my eyebrows are tightening at this moment.
After Zhao Tu's death, in addition to Luo Guohao and Luo Guoan, who were at the helm of the Luo family, there were also Cheng Ciqiu who danced Zhongkui from Taiwan Province, Ling Yuanxiang and Ruan Ling from Gaoping Road.
"Zhao Tu, if you come to make trouble today, choose a place and let's fight." I said coldly.
Zhao Tu smiled faintly and said: "I haven't seen you for a while, but I have to take a new look at you. In the Burning Heaven Realm of the True Immortal, your momentum can burn down a city... But today I am not here to cause trouble. If you really can ignore my little granddaughter,
You are already a corpse, you just burn incense for Senior Sister Zhang."
I raised my eyebrows, knowing of course that Zhao Tu didn't attack me because of Luo Yue.
If I die, Luo Yue will die. This
As a result, Zhao Tu did not dare to take action, and Zhao Feng was also worried, so for a while, no one from Gao Pingdao came to trouble me.
What Zhao Tu can do now is to wait for Luo Yue and I to reach a level of independence from each other, and then separate ourselves.
Watching Zhao Tu and the others walking by, I couldn't help but say, "Don't tell me that Master Zhang's death has anything to do with you."
"Young man, if you don't have evidence, don't bite the old man randomly. This will only make you look stupid. Come on, the old man will take good care of you." Zhao Tu grinned and walked to the mourning hall.
Zhao Tu and my grandmother are both younger than Zhang Weihu.
It is said that Zhang Weihu has lived for more than a hundred years, and she can even bear the incense offered by the younger generation.
A group of people respectfully offered incense. Luo Guohao took out a white envelope and placed it on the stage where the silk gold was collected with both hands: "Luo family silk gold, one million."
"Well, thank you very much." Master Qingxiao took the envelope, replied coldly, and filled in his name casually.
"Miss Xiao, long time no see, you are still so young." Zhao Tu smiled.
Master Qingxiao replied: "The King of Yue was joking, but he was not so scheming, so he didn't look old."
I stood in front of Master Qingxiao, with my yin and yang eyes open to the limit, for fear that he would attack Master Qingxiao.
"An ancient saying goes, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will gain. During this period, Miss Qingxiao, you may have to worry about your disciples..."
"Thank you, King Yue, for your concern."
Zhao Tu smiled and led the people away with his hands on his back.
This old man had a strong aura, and in his yin and yang eyes, the tentacle threads seemed to have substance. Even Xu Wanzhao and Qiu Shengji were a little breathless when they saw him.
Not to mention Chen Lin and the representatives from the polls.
Watching the other person go away, I quickly turned around and asked, "Master, are you okay? Do you feel anything is wrong?"
Master Qingxiao shook his head and said: "I'm fine. Since he said this, it means that he doesn't want to be our enemy yet. He will wait until the war between the north and the south is over before taking action. Of course, he wants us to prepare for the war with peace of mind. The more powerful we become,
It's a balance, and the result will be more beneficial to him."
"Well, the feeling of being missed is chilling. I may have done it on purpose when I exited Zhennanguan..." I nodded and looked towards the direction Zhao Tu left.
"The fact that you think so means that you are not dazzled by victory..." Master Qingxiao was speaking when he suddenly fell silent.
Because outside, a young man wearing a black suit, carrying a long cloth bag and a briefcase was walking towards here.
Not Li Jingzhe!
"Li, Jing, Hong!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed out three words in a low voice, and my eyes instantly turned cold.
This voice reminded me, everyone looked over, Qiu Shengji stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and clenched his hands!
Li Jinghong's eyes were sharp and he glanced at the people around him, his expression remained as usual.