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Chapter 211: Wen Mo Shang

"Wait a moment--"

As he was about to leave, Yingxuan suddenly shouted to stop. Everyone looked at him in confusion!

Yingxuan turned his back and looked at the lifeless Shadow Clan, which was full of coldness, and couldn't help feeling desolate. He then shook his head suddenly and said lightly: "Let's go later! All the elders of my clan are dead below. Can I let me bury them myself and return to the inner courtyard!"

Looking at Yingxuan's clear purple eyes, Yan Yan nodded with pain and said, "Go! Child! You don't know how long it will take for you to come back again! The former Shadow Clan has become a thing of the past. I hope I can temporarily forget hatred and practice quietly! Don't let hatred blind your eyes and pollute your soul! You must know that the Spirit Cultivation Sect and the Shadow Clan are waiting for you to shake the throne!"

Yingxuan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, then pulled Yingyue'er and walked towards the Ying clan.

With tears in his eyes, Yingxuan buried the elders who died in the clan one by one. Yingyue'er found firewood for Yingxuan! She slapped on the ground neatly, and the simply buried elders were placed on the firewood by Yingxuan. The black smoke rolled and the scorching smell was soaring! Yingxuan did the last thing for the clan members! In the whole process, only Yingxuan and Yingyue'er were busy! Because Yingxuan did not allow others to interfere! Xinye was the same!

Looking at the familiar figures that were swallowed by the fire, Yingxuan suddenly knelt on his knees, the spiritual cultivation sword suddenly slashed across the left palm, and the blood was poured into the raging fire! He thought with a crackling sound.

Then, Yingxuan kowtowed three times, and tears could no longer stop seeping out!

"Dear elders... clan members... brothers! You all the way! Today, I, Yingxuan, swear with blood, five, ten, twenty years, and in the future! I will remember what happened today, I will avenge you! I, I, will avenge our shadow clan! On the day I, Yingxuan, will call him the sect, and the family will be uneasy!"

After saying that, Yingxuan kowtowed three times. Collected the ashes of the clan members, Yingxuan is currently on his wish. He followed Yan Yan back!

Before leaving, Yingxuan brought Yingyue'er into the inner courtyard. Because the entire Ying clan has become a truly wild place, this kind of thing happened, Yingxuan was worried about entrusting Yingyue'er to anyone! He could only follow himself into the inner courtyard!

Yan Yan saw Yingxuan insisting and considered some factors, so he did not refuse! Instead, he took the four of them back to Xianling Academy together!

Xianling Academy - Inner Courtyard.

"What? You said that my shadow clan suffered a genocide yesterday? No! This is impossible! I can't! I want to go back and take a look. Yes! I want to go back and take a look!" As soon as I heard this news, the most stable Yingdong's mood suddenly became excited! I wanted to grab the door and exit!

Yingxuan quickly and quickly hugged Yingdong's slender figure. He swung his arm and threw Yingdong back to the chair, shouting angrily: "Yingdong! Accept the reality! Do you think I don't want to take revenge? Even my father was knocked into the cliff by them. What can I do? If the dean hadn't helped save me, even I might have been captured by them! Do you think you are very uncomfortable? I am the most uncomfortable! I personally saw my father falling to the bottom of the mountain, and I watched my mother being captured by them. I don't know where to suffer! Can you imagine it!"

As he spoke, Yingxuan's emotions quickly became extreme! Then, both of them fell into silence!

After a long silence, Yingxuan waved his fingers, and a stream of light suddenly flew out from the purple jade between Yingxuan's neck. When he looked closely, it was a small black wooden box half-width!

Yingxuan gently placed the small black box on the table, frowned, and said with a serious expression: "This is the ashes of all the Shadow Clan! Including the Great Elder..."

Seeing this, Yingdong and unwilling to believe that they looked at the heavy black box, unable to speak for a while! Ying Zhi also slowly leaned forward, hugged the black box with both hands, and cried without saying a word!

"Cousin! Now isn't it time to cry. Do you know why they are slaughtering our Shadow tribe members so crazy!"

Yingdong and the others shook their heads slightly. They said they were not clear!

Immediately, Yingxuan cleared his thoughts slightly and prepared to briefly explain the origin of the Shadow Clan and the Xiuling Sect and Yingdong! Just as he was about to speak, the door was pushed open quickly, revealing a young man with an anxious expression.

When the young man saw Yingxuan, he quickly shouted: "Sect Master, Deacon! The big thing is wrong! When Wen Ying from the Wen Gang heard that the sect master was back, he immediately brought people to my spiritual cultivation gate to smash the ground and said that he wanted to get back his face! Deacon Hai was dragging them outside. The main part of the door should not go and see it!"

"Wen Ying? A defeated general and the courage to challenge again! What happened to the academy when I was not here these days!" Ying Xuan touched his chin and said in a little thought.

Upon hearing this, Yingdong explained to Yingxuan: "Actually, when you left, Wenying brought people here to make trouble! We sent them away! The next day, Wenying brought another strong man, who asked someone to trouble you! As a result, you were not here, they had to go back in disappointment. Later we found out that the person Wenying brought was his brother Wen Mo! The eight-yuan Spirit Emperor Realm, the strong man on the 85th place in the inner court dragon list!"

Upon hearing this, Yingxuan smiled faintly and sneered: "Haha! The dragon list is ranked 75th! I said that Wenying, a person from the six-yuan spiritual emperor realm, could he gain a foothold in the inner courtyard? He still doesn't know how to keep a low profile! It turns out that there is a backstage!"

"Is that sect mainly going out to fight?" asked the young man who reported the news weakly.

"We must go! It just so happens that we are not in a good mood! Since this guy wants to die, let's practice with him first! The Eight Yuan Spirit Emperor Realm is a bit tricky! But don't think about getting any advantage from me! Lead the way!" Ying Xuan responded with confidence!

Upon hearing this, the man who reported the message was very respectful and walked in front! Since Yingyue'er was a little girl, it was not very convenient to live with Yingxuan, and her relationship with Xinye was relatively good. Therefore, Yingxuan entrusts Yingyue'er to Xinye to take care of her! She can do things better!

Under the guidance of the boy in front, Yingxuan and his men rushed left and right, and finally arrived at the arena! Before they entered the venue, a loud quarrel could not stop coming towards him!

"Hmph! Haiquan! Let me tell you! No matter what, you will give us Wenbang an explanation today! Or hand over Yingxuan, or you will smash your plaque yourself! The title of Cultivation Sect will not appear again in the inner courtyard! Choose one yourself!"

Wenying, who was talking, saw him put his hands on his hips and act like an old lady quarreling. Behind him was a young man in his twenties. His tough face was somewhat convincing to Wenying, but he was much more masculine than Wenying, and he lost the unique feminine look of Wenying!

Facing Wenying's threat, Haiquan also frowned and did not respond positively! What he felt was difficult for him at this time was not Wenying who was standing in front of him and shouting vigorously, but the young man behind him with his eyes closed and calm minded!

"Sorry! I won't accept the two things you said! I want to explain that I, Yingxuan, are here, come to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yingxuan walked in from a meteor with steady steps! In his transparent purple eyes, the approachable expression on weekdays had disappeared, with a hint of coldness that was so cold that it was freezing thousands of miles away!


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