Chapter 324 Vomiting Blood
The Xianlai Sect was also shocked by this shameless remark.
"Bah, the thief is crying thief!"
"The Wuya Clan is really good at turning the tables. They are still stubborn even now. They are courting death!"
"Don't cry until you see the coffin!"
There were people all around Meng Ren, all of them staring at him covetously. The disgust and hatred in their eyes made Meng Ren shiver.
After enjoying himself for a moment, he regained consciousness and his face turned extremely pale.
His eyes swept over everyone present, and finally settled on Chen Lan and Ji Qingqing. "Why? How did you know this in advance? Who is your accomplice?"
Ji Qingqing just crossed her arms across her chest and didn't answer him at all.
Chen Lan also had a blank expression on her face. She just lowered her eyes and looked at him indifferently, as if she was looking at an ant.
"What? You don't dare to let me die with a clear conscience?" Meng Reng roared, pounding his hands on the ground. "Who among you is the leader that still doesn't dare to stand up?"
Chen Lan thought: If the person in charge stands in front of you, you might think that the child is in the way and want to push her away.
[Tsk tsk, this is a rare time for him to be smart, and he even wants to help his father before he dies. ]
【But it was obvious that he was overthinking it. 】
[Even if they didn't know he was secretly using the talisman, the sisters would definitely not tell him.]
On a hill not far away, Mo Jiuwei was lying alone on a tree branch, while Niao Niao was lying under the tree.
Everything that happened today was in Mo Jiuwei and Chen Lan's plan, with almost no mistakes. With Mo Jiuwei around, it was like having a cheating tool, how could they lose?
Besides, the disciples of Wuya Sect who entered the secret realm were not very useful. They were far behind in both scheming and means.
If the person who entered the secret realm was not Meng Reng, but his father, or some other old fox, things would become a lot more troublesome.
At least it was impossible for them to discover the news of Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong's death several days after their deaths, and it was even more impossible for them to be led by the nose all the time and step into the trap step by step even today.
Therefore, Mo Jiuwei was only responsible for the control in the front. After ensuring that Meng Reng and others acted as she predicted, she became a hands-off boss and hid here and watched from afar.
What she didn't know was that, although she was not present at the scene, her "voice" was always heard from time to time, and helped invisibly.
For example, "Here they come, the people are here", "Two teams have been dispatched, it's just as I thought", "Du Ruhai runs quite fast" and so on.
Also, at this time.
Chen Lan's brows moved slightly, and he snorted lightly. He did not draw his sword, but just used the sword with the scabbard to strike once, and the talisman that Meng Reng was secretly holding on his fingertips fell off.
Meng Reng's face finally changed.
He knew that he was going to die. Even if the other party really spared his life, it was just to use him to force his father to confess. If that was the case, he would rather die!
Just before his death, he rarely recalled his father's earnest teachings and great expectations for him.
When Meng Ren thought about how he had failed to live up to his expectations and had done a good job in such a bad way, he felt regretful and guilty, so he thought about doing something for his father and the sect before he died.
He guessed that perhaps the traitor of Xianlai Sect was not only in his own team, but also in the high-level leaders of Wuyamen!
Otherwise, how could the other party know the situation on his side so clearly? You know, there are some things that even Qiu Fang, the deacon, doesn't know!
Therefore, as long as I can get the information out and pass it to my father, it would be best if I can get rid of the traitor. If not, it would also be good to make him more wary of the Xianlai Sect.
But now even this has failed.
"You still want to send a message back to Wuyamen? You will be disappointed." Ji Qingqing drew his sword and easily cut the talisman into two halves. The spiritual energy that had just condensed also dissipated under the sword.
During this time, the disciples completed their tasks one after another and moved towards the center.
There were actually less than 2,000 disciples in total, because Meng Reng's guess was not entirely wrong. The Xianlai Sect's troops were too widely distributed, and it was somewhat difficult to gather them all in one place in just three or four days.
The main thing is, it's not necessary.
It doesn't require all members to be present, it is enough to deal with the 600 people from Wuyamen. Who let them take advantage of the prophet?
Therefore, there were only about fifteen hundred disciples actually transferred here, and the other five teams were still at the edge of the secret realm. The message only asked them to move towards the middle so that they could be summoned when needed, but they were not required to reunite.
Now, all the fifteen teams present were gathered here, and the captains of each team also moved towards Chen Lan and the others.
The Mu brothers first glared at Meng Reng, then asked Chen Lan, "Senior Sister, did you kill this guy too?"
The disciples of Xianlai Sect did not speak.
After today's events, their admiration for the captains has reached its peak. In their opinion, although these captains are young, they are very foresighted, calm, composed and have great potential.
Every decision they have made so far has been the right one!
In this situation, you have no choice but to accept it.
So among so many disciples, not one of them spoke up to offer suggestions. They had no intention of interfering with the captains' decision, nor would they have any objection to this decision.
Chen Lan did not hesitate and quickly spoke:
"kill!"
"Let me do it!" Yi Xingyun, who usually looks very gentle, stood up.
Mo Jiuwei looked into the forest from afar, where there were several figures swaying, and from a distance it seemed that the figures had merged into the forest.
But she knew what was going on there.
Meng Ren is dead.
At the same time, in a bedroom of Wuyamen, a middle-aged male cultivator woke up from his meditation. His face suddenly changed, and then he opened his mouth and spit out blood!
He put his hands on his chest and felt waves of pain, accompanied by palpitations and panic.
He realized something, looked shocked, and hurried to get the life card.
When he saw that the life plate belonging to Meng Reng had turned gray and bloodless, his face became even paler.
"My son!"
Meng Ying, the leader of Wuya Sect, spoke in grief and anger. He wanted to stand up anxiously and angrily, but instead of standing up, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although he has many children, Meng Ren is the one he loves the most. It is not because Meng Ren is talented, nor because of anything else, but because Meng Ren is the child he and the woman he loves most!
Jin Niang died early, and this son looked very much like her, so he was especially favored by him.
Even though his talent and intelligence were not outstanding, he did not mind and paved the way for him early on. Even when Meng Ren was still building his foundation, he had already wanted to win honor for him so that his disciples would be loyal to him.
Because of this, the other children blamed him, but he didn't care.
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