The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue froze and said, "What is it?"

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu's expressions were also very confused.

De Seer looked at them helplessly and said, "Although spiritual practice is important, can you care a little about the major events in the practice world?"

Zhao Layue thought that according to Dao Sheng, the snow country should not invade south for a hundred years, and the underworld has been quite quiet in recent years. What's the big deal?

"Su Ziye didn't know what was wrong with her brain. She left Lengshan and went to Yizhou. As a result, she encountered an assassin in the restaurant, and the assassin disguised as a customer ...

De Seser explained the assassination in detail.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at each other with some surprises, because Zhao Layue listened very carefully.

De Seosu thought about the ingenuity of the assassination layout, the coldness of his hands, and could not help but chill, and said with emotion: "It is terrible to be old."

"Is he dead?"

Zhao Layue showed a rare interest in someone.

She heard the name Su Ziye many years ago.

Xuanyin Sect's talent for spiritual practice is described in rumors as exaggerated, and even Luo Huainan is said to be inferior to him.

Desai Se said: "I don't know, he should be dead in the circumstances, but no body has been found so far."

Dongfu became quiet and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Luo Huainan and Su Ziye are the two strongest of the younger generation in the practice world, one correct one and one evil.

Who would have thought that they had all encountered assassinations.

One is dead, the other is unknown.

This is indeed very impressive.

De Seosu thought that the strange atmosphere in Dongfu at this time originated from this, but did not know that Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, and Yuan Qu had thought of much more than that.

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Southwestern Da 6 is a poor mountain with a lot of mountains and rivers. There are sometimes heavy rains and droughts. The production is extremely scarce and the population is naturally scarce.

In principle, this should be a quiet place that practitioners like, but the problem is that there is no spiritual vein here, and the scenery is not very good.

Between the cliff walls, a dark shadow is advancing at an unimaginable degree, no matter how difficult the stone wall, the degree cannot be delayed.

The dry branches were smashed, the wet moss was trampled into thin mud, and the mountain eagle, which was not able to avoid it, was hit and fly, and the jug beat against the side of the man's legs with a crackling sound.

When he came to a dark forest, the man stopped and threw his companion on the ground. He untied the jug and filled two mouthfuls before he began to pant.

The companion covered his head and face with black cloth, sat up hard, leaning against the tree and said, "Give me two."

"You're all poisoned, and you're drinking a fart!"

The man was very burly, with a beard on his face, because drinking too fast, the wine spilled on it, and the stars were like dew drops.

His eyes were clean and he looked like dew.

Second in the world, He Zhan.

The man under the tree unbuttoned the black cloth and showed his face.

His face was actually green, with a slight sheen, like a hardened plaster, looking extremely strange, like a ghost.

He Zhan's expression remains unchanged, he should have seen more.

The man's voice was very hoarse, as if the vocal cords had been cut with a knife: "This poison has treated me so miserably, is it still two drinks?"

He Zhan's eyes darkened, he heard the meaning of his companion, and threw the jug over.

The man took the jug and took two sips. Although he said free and easy, he drank very carefully, and did not spill a little wine, which seemed elegant.

"I don't know if there is nearby

There are assassins of Bu Lao Lin, all I know is that no one except me is willing to help you. "

He Zhan said a little bit angry, and said, "If you make as many friends as I do, why are you here?"

The man smiled and said, "Any friend is called an evil disciple?"

He Zan was too lazy to talk to him and said, "The Baotong Temple is closer to here."

The man said, "Don't forget that I am the Master of Xuanyin Sect."

It turned out that he was Su Ziye.

"Your father went into trouble and became paralyzed for years. Now that you have an accident, it should be difficult for him to protect himself."

He Zan mocked and said, "Xuanyin Zong is already someone else. You are still a master."

Su Ziye thought for a while and said, "You make sense."

"What kind of poison are you in?" He Zan frowned.

You need to know that ordinary poisons are very difficult for practitioners, not to mention that Xuanyin Sect is best at all kinds of magic and magic poison.

"I can feel that the poison is corpse locust. Bu Lao Lin seems to know Xuan Yin Sect's method very well, but it should be added by other people."

Su Ziye said: "It doesn't matter. The key is that the methods of those assassins are really amazing. The old Lin really is powerful."

He Zhan asked, "Why does Bu Lao want to kill you?"

Su Ziye said: "Many people in Lengshan look at me unpleasantly, the old guys in Perry have long wanted me to die, not to mention you, the right people, there are many people who can afford it, how do I know who it is. "

He Zan said with annoyance: "I know that so many people want you to die, and you are so careless, and one person appears in Yizhou."

Su Ziye did not answer his question, closed his eyes and began to rest. "Give me some barbecue to eat."

He Zhan's footsteps sounded and went away.

Su Ziye's face was slightly twisted, like a green leaf that was kneaded together, and looked very painful.

He didn't open his eyes.

There was darkness in front of me.

It is the bonfire that illuminates the darkness.

Last year, the bonfire flames were dozens of feet high, illuminating the gloomy canyon.

This is the ancestor worship ceremony of Xuanyin Sect.

I don't know where a young man came from and wanted to challenge him.

The young man was seriously wounded by him and escaped.

The vigilance in his heart did not relax.

Because the young man used the most authentic Xuanyin sect.

The age-old atmosphere is so clear.

He remembered and knew very well that the eyes of those old guys were lit up.

He wanted to find out what was going on.

So after knowing the whereabouts of the young man, he did not hesitate to leave Lengshan and come to Yizhou.

For confidentiality, none of his subordinates took it.

Now that clue is naturally false.

It was Bu Laolin who gave it to him deliberately ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He could clearly feel the toxins flowing in the meridians, slowly eroding the body, and was about to approach the magic fetus.

At that moment he will die.

That young man should have returned to Lengshan at this time, and was sent to host by those old guys in the pie.

What about father? Is he dead at this time? Or would it be more miserable than it is to be humiliated and want to die?

I wish it was the latter.

Su Ziye thought so, listening to the sound of footsteps, and slowly opened his eyes.

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