They took Nie Mingkang around the city, but didn't see a single living person. They only saw blood flowing everywhere, silently and delicately.
Arriving in front of the City Lord's Mansion, Nie Mingkang's eyes were lifeless. Suddenly, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, muttering, "They're all dead..."
Wei Lesheng frowned and looked at Zhong Yongchang, both seeing the solemnity in each other's eyes.
"Wei Zhenchuan, Zhong Zhenchuan, come quickly!"
Suddenly, Bai Miaoyin's scream was heard in the yard. Wei Lesheng immediately grabbed Nie Mingkang and walked into the yard. They came to an open space where a piece of snow had obviously been dug out by someone.
"Someone was here before us."
Zhong Yongchang's face tensed. "I have a feeling that if this matter isn't handled properly, Dongzhou will be doomed to disaster! Without further delay, we will all return to our sect and report this immediately."
Bai Miaoyin nodded and looked down at the dazed Nie Mingkang, "Then this person..."
"Leave this person to me!"
Zuo Jing approached from behind with a gloomy expression. "This time, I failed in my duties and was deceived by this person. I guarantee with my own life that I will bring this person back to the sect and torture him."
Bai Miaoyin looked at Zuo Jing, who looked as if the world had fallen, and couldn't help but smile. "Then I'll leave this job to Junior Brother Zuo. Nie Mingkang's sweet talk has made even us undecided. Junior Brother, it's rare for you to be in charge, so don't take it too seriously, or you'll hurt yourself."
Zuo Jing was startled for a moment, his jaw softening considerably, but he quickly regained his cold composure and snorted, "Senior Sister Bai doesn't need to remind me. I know my limits."
After saying that, he grabbed Nie Mingkang and held him under his armpit, then controlled the magic weapon to fly into space and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
A day later, the turmoil in the Wanjian Sect finally subsided, the atmosphere in the sect relaxed, and the Sutra Library was reopened.
Sword training ground.
Xiang Sheng held a wooden sword in his hand, standing among many older disciples, coughing from time to time.
Xiang Jianjue, who was leading the group at the front, heard this and immediately stopped practicing swordplay. He turned around and walked over to Xiang Sheng, "Your lips are pale. Are you injured?"
Xiang Sheng smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that I injured my heart and lungs from practicing sword too hard, I will be fine in two days."
Xiang Jianjue frowned upon hearing this. "I told you long ago not to be too ambitious. Swordsmanship can't be mastered overnight. Don't practice today. Go back and rest."
"Thank you for your understanding, brother."
Xiang Sheng turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xiang Jianjue, "Wait!"
Xiang Sheng looked back in confusion.
Xiang Jianjue hesitated for a moment and said, "I promised my elder brother that after your injury has healed, you will practice sword skills with me. Don't run around during the evening hours, or I will come find you."
Xiang Sheng was slightly surprised. Xiang Jianjue actually planned to take her to the pond? Wouldn't this conflict with her identity as "Si Wu Yue"?
Feeling helpless, he nodded to Xiang Sheng to show that he understood, and then left under the envious gazes of his senior brothers and sisters.
"Junior Sister Luo Sheng is truly lucky to have Junior Brother Jian Jue personally teach her."
"She has a top-grade spiritual root. If you have such talent, you can also..."
“…”
Xiang Sheng walked slowly on the mountain road, not in a hurry to go back.
Her injury was not serious. Although the sword strike from the top-grade magic weapon caused great damage, with the help of Yuanquan, she would be almost recovered in two days.
The real troublemaker is the one in the courtyard.
With a light sigh, Xiang Sheng quickened his pace and returned to his own courtyard. When he opened the door, he saw Tang Yin lying on the recliner in the courtyard where Luo Qingyun often sat, eating spiritual fruit leisurely.
Seeing Xiang Sheng coming back, Tang Yin immediately sat up and asked, "Is your mother back?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head and sat down next to Tang Yin. "As long as you are here, my mother will never come back."
Tang Yin's face was filled with distress. "Little Junior Sister, I'm hiding this from your mother. If you spread the word that everyone in the Thousand Star Hall has left, will your mother come back after hearing it?"
Xiang Sheng looked helpless and was about to refuse, but changed his mind after thinking about it.
The fragment of "Deception" held by Broken Blade belonged to his father. How did his father get it? How much does he know about the origin of "Deception"?
She remembered clearly what Senior Qingtian had said in the letter. The treasure "Qi Tian" had serious consequences, and ordinary people could not bear it. If it were known to others now, it would definitely cause disaster.
She couldn't feel at ease until she knew the true identity of the person in the mirror.
The only way now is to understand the Demon Palace as much as possible and make preparations in advance, so as not to be unaware of the disaster when it comes.
Wei Lesheng mentioned the tragedy in the strange place yesterday. Is it directly related to the Demon Palace?
Tang Yin was raised by Luo Qingyun. In front of her, Luo Qingyun would be more defensive, so maybe she could try to get her to speak.
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