Questioning tone, panicked voice! Accompanied by the thunder in the sky, the ghost instantly cut across the long sky like lightning——
Dense raindrops began to fall from the suddenly thunderous sky, and the raindrops fell on the green-clad woman unbridled, and her wet hair stuck to the sides of her face.
Qingyan's face was full of questions, confusion, and a trace of guilt...
This is a quiet hilltop, surrounded by dark woods, and the rainwater accumulated in the open space constantly washes away the stone slabs under the woman's feet.
Even if her whole body was soaked, even if she was standing in a stream of water, she didn't care.
Yes! Don't care -
At this moment, in my panicked heart, I just want to find an answer.
The storm in the dark night did not affect the main hall standing in the darkness in front of the woman!
It was still crawling quietly on the ground, without any light shining through.
No matter how the thunder and lightning in the sky scream, it remains indifferent——
"Master, come out..."
"Tell me, what kind of connection does the person who knows the secret of my right hand have with me... Master?"
In Qingyan's soulless eyes, he looked desperately at the hall hidden in the dark shadow. The door remained the same, never showing any signs of being opened wide.
The crystal raindrops fell down Qingyan's pale face. The woman who silently endured the storm was half-crouched in the cold and biting water.
"You said there will be no more than five people who know the secret of my right hand. Each one of them is my closest person. Apart from 'you', he is the second person who knows this matter. Why didn't you tell me?"
Filled with a tone of deep confusion and dissatisfaction, this delicate figure stood blankly under the rain——
Under the same gloomy sky, heavy rain with a cold winter atmosphere fell, and the handyman disciples who were not very advanced got into bed early, because there was really nothing extra for them to do in Xie Yun Peak, where talents were withering.
The small attic on the second floor, lit by bright candlelight, was surrounded by dense woods and was crumbling under the heavy rain...
On an old wooden bed, a man with a frighteningly pale face and extremely weak breath was lying on it.
Next to them stood four figures of different genders, silently, looking at the man on the bed with worried expressions on their faces.
"Bangdang" the door was opened, and the cold air with a cold breath blew in horizontally, making the four men and women standing aside tremble. They looked at the middle-aged man in gray clothes beside the door with some fear.
After closing the small door, the temperature in the room slowly turned back!
The middle-aged man walked to the bed. Although it was raining heavily outside, there was not a drop of rain on his body! It was very strange.
The four people stood there obediently, not daring to express their anger. Facing this evil middle-aged man, they felt as if two heavy mountains were weighing on their hearts, making it difficult for them to express their anger.
After checking his pulse, the middle-aged man took out a green pill from his arms! After giving it to Ling Chen who was unconscious on the bed, the middle-aged man helped Ling Chen's back and sat on the bed.
"Huhu"
The middle-aged man moved his hands, and a gray spiritual energy poured into Ling Chen's body like a strong wind whizzing by.
Just like this, the gray aura was instilling him! Ling Chen's pale face was sometimes distorted, sometimes ferocious, and looked extremely painful.
…
"Poof" a mouthful of scarlet blood splashed on the floor.
At this time, Wuchen and others beside him finally couldn't help it and exclaimed in unison;
"Uncle, are you okay?"
"It's okay! Don't come over."
Leng Tianyan waved away Wuchen and others who were approaching, then put down Ling Chen, who had a slightly rosier face, and walked out of the bed.
"Take good care of him"
After saying this, Leng Tianyan walked out of the room.
"puff"
Leng Tianyan, who had just stepped down from the attic, finally couldn't help the hot blood boiling in his body and vomited two mouthfuls of thick black blood again. It looked like he had been seriously injured.
"Haha, absolutely ruthless, I didn't expect you guys to be so cruel!"
Leng Tianyan, whose mouth was stained with blood, raised his head and stared at the tall dense forest where the sound of "rustling" came. The outcome that he had foreseen for a long time replaced the footsteps of the God of Death, approaching him step by step.
"Do you think there is no one in Xieyun Peak?"
Leng Tianyan shouted loudly, and his gray body with blood stains rose up from the sky.
Invisible spiritual energy is intertwined in the sky above this dense forest, and a battle of different levels with Ling Chen and the others is breaking out in the sky above this dense forest where heavy rain is falling——
None of the four worried people in the room knew about all this. It was completely beyond their knowledge. Now they looked at Ling Chen who was unconscious on the bed with worried faces.
Xiao Yu even used a small stove to boil some decoction.
"Tell me, Junior Brother Ling, what's going on? Why can't you figure it out and get into the ring?"
Fatty Su was puzzled by this. In confusion, he looked at An Jinxuan and Wuchen next to him.
Wuchen and An Jinxuan shook their heads at the same time. It could be seen from their expressions that they were also confused about this.
"However, from the way he talks, he seems to know Qingyan."
"But that Qingyan said he didn't know him?"
An Jinxuan denied Wuchen's speculation with one word. Now the three of them looked at each other and looked at each other.
"If you can't guess, don't guess. Just ask Junior Brother Ling when he wakes up."
Xiao Yu shook her fan, fanning the sparks in the stove, and said to the three Wuchen people.
"It seems that's all it is. Where has Master gone?"
Wuchen looked out the window in confusion. It seemed that today's strong wind was not so violent. It was causing the big trees to sway and the leaves were constantly falling.
"Uncle, the moment I entered the hall, I felt that he was very sexy and his face looked so evil."
When An Jinxuan heard Wuchen talking about his uncle, he immediately expressed his opinion.
"Come on, Master Uncle is the most upright disciple of Evil Cloud Peak. Master Leng has stayed at Evil Cloud Peak for hundreds of years. He also participated in the Great War at Evil Cloud Peak, which was the battle that led to the 300-year loneliness of Evil Cloud Peak.
But I don’t know who exactly I helped.”
Xiao Yu forgot to shake the fan and seemed to be immersed in the master's words.
"Uh, Xiao Yu, you're offending us."
An Jinxuan looked dissatisfied at Xiao Yu who was squatting on the ground playing with the stove.
Seeing that Ling Chen's expression had recovered a little, the four of them were no longer as nervous as before and started chatting casually.
However, the four of them looked outside the dark window and became more and more curious about the rustling sound.
"You said how fierce the storm is tonight. I watched the leaves falling continuously for more than half an hour, and now they are falling even more non-stop. I defy the fact that tonight's weather cannot affect these hundreds of people.
Year's 'tail pine'"
Wuchen looked at the darkness outside the window, and the sound of "rustling" kept coming, which made Wuchen even more puzzled. The sky has grown again."
An Jinxuan explained.
"oh"
Xiao Yu dragged her cheeks with her hands and stared blankly at the dark night world outside the window.
Fatty Su also looked out the window. The four of them had nothing to do anyway. They planned to wait for Ling Chen to wake up, and then take turns taking care of Ling Chen one by one. This would not delay everyone's practice, but also ensure that Ling Chen's injuries would be taken care of.
take care of.
……………………
"But! The pine tree doesn't shed its leaves in winter. Wuchen is still confused."
Looking back——
Looking at An Jinxuan and Fatty Su who were sleeping on the bed next to him, he smiled...
Wuchen came to the small stove and helped Xiao Yu, who was also asleep, to the table nearby.
A small flame burst out from Wuchen's fingertips. The flame flew out of his hand and rushed into the small stove, burning violently.
Suddenly, the temperature in the room rose again, sweeping away all the cold atmosphere in the corners. It brought a comfortable warmth to everyone in the room...