Super Master System

Similarly, Gu Zhong was also hit, and Lin Xiao and Lin Chen who came afterwards stopped, and handed in a disciple and asked, "What happened!"

The disciple had a sad expression on his face, which made Lin Xiao's heart cold. "talk!"

The volume didn't feel louder either. This was the first time he was angry with Junior Brother.

Gu Zhong seemed to be awakened by Lin Xiao's roar, and flashed directly to Xue Wanqing's side.

Frozenly stretched out her hand and touched the girl's snort.

The warm air on the fingers calmed the ancient clock.

Fortunately, it's okay.

"Junior sister wanted to go down the mountain to buy some planted seeds, and suddenly a group of people in black sprang out of the grass..."

"Just less than a mile from our sect..."

The disciple explained in a flustered manner, his face was full of self-blame. If someone was with her at that time, she would not be hurt like this.

"What about people." Gu Zhong's voice was as cold as ice, and Zhou Ruoxiao, who had never spoken, said bluntly: "When I arrived, Wanqing was stabbed by a sharp weapon. When I rescued Wanqing, those few The man in black disappeared."

"Wan Qing she..."

"Don't worry, I gave her healing pills and blood coagulation pills, but she is not a cultivator, I am afraid it will take longer to recover."

Gu Zhong nodded, and the two female disciples took Xue Wanqing back to the room to wipe it, and Lin Xiao directed the disciples to clean the blood stains in the hall.

Gu Zhong silently sat on the thousand-year-old nanmu chair on the main seat, his face calm, the atmosphere in the entire hall was low to a certain level.

The disciples didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere, they all hooked their heads like a child who turned the wrong way.

Even Lin Xiao Linchen, who followed Gu Zhong back from the Profound Sky City, was silent with all the disciples. This happened so suddenly that everyone had no time to think about who it was that was sent from Cangshan to Heishan City. Ambush on the road.

At the same time, why did it happen that Xue Wanqing, the weakest in the school, was encountered, whether it was intentional or accidental.

What everyone couldn't imagine was what the consequences would be if Zhou Ruoxiao went one step late.

"Do you have anything to say?"

The ancient leader who was also caught off guard by the enemy finally opened his mouth. Fortunately, Xue Wanqing was fine. Zhou Ruoxiao fed the pill in time. Otherwise, Gu Zhong really didn't know how to handle himself as the leader.

After arriving in another world, Gu Zhong killed a lot of people and witnessed a living person turning into a corpse that couldn't speak or move. He originally thought he was not so afraid of death anymore.

Until the moment when he saw Xue Wanqing lying in a pool of blood, he found that he was wrong. If even his disciples could not be protected, how could he become the strongest sect.

"It's my fault."

What Gu Zhong didn't expect was that Zhou Ruoxiao took the initiative to admit his mistake. Then, all the disciples knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly, "Please punish the head."

Gu Zhong was stunned. For an instant, he suddenly woke up. His heartache, regret, guilt, anger, and these various negative emotions, did not exist in the hearts of every disciple present.

If the fault is to be investigated, it is his head that should be blamed most.

"You all get up, it's my pot."

"Don't be long-faced, do it like a funeral, want to curse your little sister."

Gu Zhong helped Zhou Ruoxiao up, and the disciples raised their heads when they heard the words. The head said that as long as the junior sister is fine, everything can be saved.

"I must smash those killers into thousands of pieces." Xiao Tianyi said viciously in the crowd, "Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish for you."

"What you have to do now is to sort out your emotions and continue to go back and practice your sword well."

"Huh? Still practicing?"

After the assassination of Junior Sister, the hearts of the disciples were filled with hatred, and there was no mood to practice swords.

"If you continue to be decadent, you will just fall into the enemy's tricks and conform to their wishes."

"Do you think they just want to assassinate a disciple of this faction?"

He snapped his fingers lightly, only to hear a banging sound, and a batch of exquisite swords scattered on the ground like wholesale ones.

The disciples all looked shocked. It was the first time that they saw so many great swords, and each one looked very powerful. Some disciples wondered in their hearts, is this the weapon that the master gave us?

But I was not sure, the big sword in front of me reflected the enviable expressions of the disciples under the shining of candlelight, and the blue hilt that released the blue streamer was inlaid with two small whirlwind-like wings.

Cheng Liang's sharpening of the sword body is definitely not something that an ordinary weapon casting master can accomplish.

"Lin Chen, send these storm swords to every junior and junior sister."

"Leave a handle for Wanqing, don't forget your own."

"what?!"

"Is it really a weapon equipped by the head?"

"Gosh, I'm not dreaming."

All the disciples suddenly seemed to have risen to the clouds again, and the worries in their hearts were suddenly wiped out, and they just wanted to quickly take the sword of the storm to practice the sword in the martial arts field.

"It's just a first-level top grade, and I will upgrade you later."

To say so, but Gu Zhong can be sure that Storm Sword has absolutely no rival among weapons of the same level. After all, what is recommended by the system, can it be wrong? After all, aren't most of the disciples of the Cangshan faction still in the state of mind?

"amount…"

The disciples were all dumbfounded, and the other nine-stream sects seemed to be able to use only the first-level high-grade weapons, although we were already eight-stream sects.

It's not that the disciples are treated better than the heads of other people...If this is passed to the ears of those heads, I am afraid that they will be passed to the disciples, and then they will come to the Cangshan faction to become a disciple.

"Then I will train Lao Tzu for the weapon."

"Yes!" The disciples' response sounded through the sky. After arranging the disciples, Gu Zhong quietly came to the beam of the main hall and took out the improved laser gun, which is the current sniper rifle.

Setting up the gun frame, Gu Zhong narrowed one eye and placed the other eye on the sniper rifle, the thick and long eight-fold lens.

The line of sight from a hundred meters away was as clear as the scene in front of him, turning the lens barrel gently, in the sight of the scope, even the hair of beasts hundreds of meters away could be seen clearly.

A look of shock appeared on the ancient headmaster's face, and the darkness did not affect the accuracy of the sniper rifle's aiming. That's good, so let me try my luck next.

Turning the lens barrel to the maximum multiple, the scene within 500 meters in front of the main hall is full. In the night, the nightingale is crying, and the beasts gradually begin to move. Through the dense grass, the ancient clock sees a tiger as huge as a tiger. The rabbit exclaimed.

My mother, this is a mutation.

A behemoth suddenly appeared in his sight, and the ancient head was frightened.