Another sigh came clearly to Lin Yi's ears, "It's the master who is back!" Lin Yi immediately stopped practicing the dragon movement technique, but the young disciple who was guarding the stove at the moment had no idea what had just happened.
Vision.
"Donghuang Palace, it seems that it has been so long ago that you have forgotten the name Bloody Shura. You dare to frame me, Wen Qing's disciple, and I will make you pay the price today!"
"Does Master want to avenge himself?" Lin Yi suddenly sat up, but there was no trace of Master or Master outside.
"Well!"
Although Long Xing Shu has repaired some of the veins in his body, after all, his body has not recovered yet, especially the severed hand tendons and hamstrings have not been completely connected. This sudden sitting up caused a heartbreaking pain.
Lin Yi couldn't help but let out a low groan.
"Junior brother, are you awake?"
The moment Lin Yi sat up, the disciple who was guarding him looked at Lin Yi in surprise. When the junior brother was carried back yesterday, he was half dead and dying, but now he suddenly regained his energy, even though his whole body was still bandaged.
Wrapped in white cloth.
"Junior brother, are you okay?" The disciple asked again in disbelief.
"Haha, how can it be okay!" Although Ji Yi's face was slightly red, his lips were still pale.
"Yes, my junior brother is not a god. How can he recover immediately after suffering such a serious injury? But now that he is awake, it will be fine. Uncle and uncle, they are all worried to death. Junior brother, you need to take a good rest first. I will
Just go and report it to Uncle Master and the others!"
"Senior brother, please wait! Can you tell me first who rescued me and what is the current situation of the sect?" Lin Yi quickly stopped the little senior brother.
"This?" The young senior brother looked at Lin Yi and then outside, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Senior brother, don't worry, please speak out!"
"Okay!" Junior Brother nodded, "Junior Brother Lin Yi, you were discovered at the foot of the mountain by disciples who were out. When they found you, you were already dying, and your Dantian had been destroyed. Later we found out that it was Dong
The people from the Imperial Palace had done something cruel to you. Those beasts actually complained first. Not long after you were brought back to the sect, two elders from the Eastern Imperial Palace came to your door. They said that you had stolen from the Eastern Imperial Palace.
They took fifty kilograms of tungsten steel, as well as the Donghuang Palace's precious Blue Blood Golden Pill, and killed one of their elders. They want our Wuji Sect to give an explanation, otherwise they will unite with other major sects to attack our Wuji Sect.
, Junior Brother, I believe you, what they tell is all lies, right?"
"Gabengbeng!"
After hearing what the junior brother said, Lin Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Dangdangdonghuangmen, I really didn't expect them to do such a shameless thing. But now that the truth of the matter has not been revealed, not only did I
It has had a bad impact on the reputation of the sect and brought disaster to the sect. Damn it, damn it!"
"Senior brother, thank you for trusting me!" Ji Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with hatred.
"Well!"
The moment Yu and Lin Yi looked at each other, the young senior brother couldn't help but tremble in his heart. There was no trace of emotion in his fierce eyes, but they were full of resentment.
"Junior brother, then you should have a good rest first. I will go and invite my uncle and the others now!" the young disciple said, and then left in a hurry.
"Donghuang Palace, one day, I will definitely have you removed from the mainland!" Lin Yi clenched his fists.
On the fourth floor of the East Emperor Palace in Yanzhou City, two men in black were sitting on chairs. The master of the palace, Mo Chou, stood respectfully aside. The whole room was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
"Brother, what should we do next?" One of the men in black finally broke the silence and asked.
"Junior brother, I have ordered people to transport the body of Senior Brother Yue Song back to the temple. The master of the temple has asked you and me to stay in Yanzhou City. In the near future, more masters from the sect will be sent here. Since things have reached this point today
At this point, naturally we won’t just let it go!”
"Two elders, I wonder if you can listen to me!" After hesitating again and again, Master Mochou bowed to the two men in black present and said.
"Don't worry, but it doesn't matter!"
"Two hall masters, it is said that Lin Yi is the most valued disciple of the sect leader Ouyang Jing in Wuji Sect. If it were not for his senior brother Wen Qing, I am afraid that Lin Yi would have bowed to Ouyang Jing. But now, we have destroyed
His cultivation not only caused the Wuji Sect to lose a talented disciple, but also slapped the Wuji Sect hard in the face, and this Yanzhou City is the territory of the Wuji Sect. I'm afraid
Ouyang Jing will send experts to take revenge when he is furious, so——"
"So what?"
"So, I wonder if the two elders should hide away for a while!" Mochou's voice suddenly dropped.
"Asshole!"
The elder in black cursed angrily, followed by a crisp sound, and a real slap on Mochou's face, and blood stains immediately overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Mo Chou, are you tired of living? How dare you talk to me like this?" A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the elder in black.
"Elder, please atone for your sins! Mochou really considers the two elders, please elder Wanwang atones for his sins!" Mochou knelt down with a thud.
"Senior brother, calm down, Mo Chou didn't mean any harm by saying this! He was just thinking about us!" Another man in black stood up and slowly lifted Mo Chou up from the ground, "Mo Chou, don't worry, then Ouyang
Jing has been in charge of the Wuji Sect for decades and is not a fool. They will not attack my Donghuang Palace!"
"Really?" An angry roar suddenly sounded in the ears of the three of them.
"who?"
Cold light flashed, and the three of them drew out their weapons at the same time, staring at the old man in front of them with horrified eyes.
"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed wildly, then suddenly suppressed his smile, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "How dare you ask me who I am? Did you forget about it so quickly after hurting my disciple?
?”
"You, are you the Bloody Shura Wenqing?" Mochou asked tremblingly.
The name Wen Qing used to be so terrifying, "Killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for thousands of miles, he is the real god of death, a blood-soaked Shura, a sword-wielding king born in the midst of killing."
The moment Mochou said the word "wenqing", a breath of death filled the whole room. The three people's hearts felt like falling into an ice cellar. At this moment, they felt that they were so insignificant. The person opposite them
The old man was like the god of death in charge of life and death, and they needed to look up to him. The three of them even felt that it was as easy for the old man to kill themselves as to crush an ant.