Nangong Qing glanced at Tian Feiye, walked forward, and took a look at her master's dead face. She felt heartbroken. How could her master die so tragically? He died suddenly. How could this be a sudden death? She didn't know what happened when her master died. How could he turn out like this?

"Master has a wound!" Long Yixuan spoke, walked to the coffin, leaned over, and took out a needle from above his head.

“What… is going on?”

The dean looked at the needle in horror. How could it be possible that someone had really killed him? In this case, he would be the biggest suspect, but he had done nothing. Thinking of this, the dean began to panic.

"Long Yixuan, this..."

Tian Feiye stepped forward to take the needle, and was actually able to use the needle to pierce his master's head, causing his master's fatal death. This opponent was even stronger than his master, which was really terrifying.

Nangong Qing looked at the needle and her eyes fell on the dean. The dean was furious when they stared at him, "It wasn't me who did it, why are you staring at me like that?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on him even more, but they didn't say anything, so why was he so nervous?

"Dean, we didn't say it was you who did it. Why are you so nervous? Do you know how the master died? Or who killed the master?" Although the possibility of him being the one is slim, he still couldn't help but doubt it. After all, he was the first one to discover that the master died in the room, and he also said that the master died suddenly. If not him, who else should he suspect?

The dean glared at Nangong Qing, "It wasn't me, how could I possibly kill the ancestor!"

"Okay, all of you go down!"

Tian Feiye waved his hands, feeling a little annoyed. No matter who it was, he would find out the real murderer who killed his master, and make blood debt pay with blood!

The dean glanced at Tian Feiye and left with a group of people. Tian Feiye looked at the people kneeling there and said coldly, "Everyone, step back!"

Everyone retreated quickly. The current Great Elder was too scary and no one dared to offend him. They all retreated quickly, leaving only the three of them.

"Big Brother, do you think the master's death has anything to do with the dean?"

Nangong Qing was really suspicious of the dean's guilty look in his heart, but it was impossible for him to kill the master with his strength. However, if he had not killed the master, why would he feel guilty? Moreover, he was the first one to discover that the master was dead. The master's death was so horrible, but he actually said that it was a sudden death. He could actually say such a thing.

"It's hard to say. He himself may not have the ability, but if there is someone behind him, then it's hard to say. I didn't expect that after leaving for a while, the master and apprentice would say goodbye to him forever. The master-disciple relationship of hundreds of years is gone just like that. Thinking about it, it's sad and uncomfortable.

Seeing that his senior brother was in pain, Long Yixuan felt uncomfortable too. After all, when Qing'er was buried here, it was the master who stepped forward, accepted her as a disciple, and taught them. Now, before they had the chance to repay the master, the master died, and his death was so tragic.

"Senior Brother, let's go to the room and check, maybe we can find some clues!" Nangong Qing spoke and glanced at his master, feeling upset. How could his master end up like this? Those people in Tianshan College must be very happy. Now that their master is dead, they don't have to worry about him blaming them anymore.

Tian Feiye raised his hand, and a pill appeared in his hand. He stuffed it into the master's mouth, and the ancestor was instantly frozen.

"I've set up a barrier, we can't let anyone destroy this place!" Nangong Qing clasped her hands together, a white light flashed, and a net fell down. The three of them then walked towards the master's room.