Chapter 105 Who Killed Him?

The stalemate didn't last long, and Wu Ge quickly took a few steps back as if he realized he had offended someone.

Tong Yan reluctantly accepted his show of weakness and said with a fake smile: "Today's competition has already had a result. Thank you for your hard work, Master Wu Ge."

Wu Ge nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Tong Yan followed him worriedly. After taking two steps, he saw Wu Ge turn around and give Nan Wang a coquettish look.

Nanwang: “?”

Wu Ge smiled ambiguously: "Remember to come find me, or... write me a letter."

Nanwang: “…”

"No song!"

Tong Yan was so angry that his face was distorted. If he hadn't been in front of so many people, he might have drawn his sword.

There was cheering from the audience.

"It looks good. I love it."

"Fight, fight!"

"Two men and one man, this, this, this..."

"There is a problem. No matter how you look at it, there is a problem."

"It's so exciting. Tickets should be charged for today's game."

"I happened to have brought a photo stone with me, and I have recorded the entire process. I will give you a copy of the photo and a medium-grade spiritual stone."

"Why did you leave? What a pity."

Wu Ge turned and left, this time without looking back.

Tong Yan followed him out with a gloomy face, as if he was going to find a deserted place to take revenge.

Nanwang, who stayed where he was, was quickly surrounded by other contestants, who all asked him about his relationship with the two leaders.

Nan Wang defended himself weakly: "I don't know what the relationship between the two of them is, but I really have nothing to do with them at all."

If I have to say, Wu Ge is his future enemy and Tong Yan is his present enemy.

The relationship between them is that of serious enemies.

As for the ambiguous relationship that everyone expects, it is a complete misunderstanding. It does not exist now and will never exist in the future.

The contestants snorted in disdain, obviously not believing what Nanwang said.

"He's telling the truth!"

An Nuo suddenly jumped from the audience to the stage and stood in front of Nan Wang like a guardian angel:

"Nanwang is my Taoist partner. He has nothing to do with these people."

A participant said quietly: "There is no rule that a monk can only have one Taoist partner. In addition to a Taoist partner, he can also keep a furnace tripod. It is normal for a powerful monk to keep four or five furnace tripods."

"What! Four or five!?"

The innocent rabbit was frightened by these wolf-like words.

The next second, he was embraced in a warm embrace.

Nan Wang said firmly: "I don't care what happens to others, I only have Nuonuo!"

An Nuo was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes: "Wuwu Nanwang, you are so kind."

Qi Wuqi stepped forward to help Nan Wang smooth things over: "We in the Heavenly Demon Sect all know that Brother Nan is devoted to Brother An and is definitely not a two-timing person."

With him taking the lead, other disciples of the Demonic Cult also stood up and spoke:

"Yes, yes, these two have always been inseparable, and we all know it."

"What's the point of a Shura field? Pure love is the way to go."

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. The leader and he do not have that kind of relationship."

Qi Wuqi added: "The leader of Wuge Sect knew that Brother Nan was loyal, so he didn't leave a message for Brother Nan. I'm afraid he himself knew that it was wrong to interfere in other people's feelings, but he just couldn't help himself... It's sad and lamentable."

Nanwang: “…”

Putting aside the fact that he couldn't help himself, he really did have the Songless Bird, but he got it when he was in Qingyun Sect.

He was absolutely sure that Wu Ge had recognized him, which was why his attitude was so strange.

But he knew these things in his heart, and it was obvious that he couldn't say them out loud...

…

No star building.

The disciples of the Ghost Corpse Cult were coming in and out, packing up things.

Just now, the leader of the Demonic Cult, Tong Yan, claimed that some guardians had discovered safety hazards in the Wuxing Building and that it needed to be repaired immediately, so he asked them to move out as soon as possible to avoid any accidents.

Although Wu Ge and his friends have lived there for such a long time and have not found any hidden dangers in Wuxing Building, it is obvious that the hidden dangers are just an excuse and are essentially an order to evict them.

If they didn't leave, the "hidden dangers" and "accidents" that didn't exist in the first place would probably be created by Tong Yan.

"No Star, No Heart, how ironic..."

While the disciples were busy, Wu Ge leaned against the window, sighing at the scenery outside.

From the highest point of Wuxing Tower, one can have a view of half of the Tianmo Sect, but Wu Ge does not actually need to have so many views.

He likes the third floor from the bottom, from where he can see the entire Falling Moon Tower.

As long as you open the window, you can see Nanwang busy cooking and drawing talismans in the Falling Moon Tower. Sometimes he leisurely drinks tea, chats, and plays with An Nuo.

Such a peaceful scene reminded him of the time a hundred years ago.

The door creaked open.

The little girl Xiumai from the Demonic Cult who was participating in the competition walked in with her short legs.

Wu Ge knew who the person was without even turning his head.

He said casually:

"It's really ugly. You have the Seven Secrets of the Heart, but you can't even draw the Heavenly Deception Talisman."

The young female cultivator snorted coldly.

The next second, she took off her disguise and turned back into the appearance of a spirit branch.

The sound of bells rang out, ding-dong-dong.

Today, in addition to Nanwang, two true disciples came to Qingyun Sect. The first one was the third true disciple Zhan Chenming, and the second one was her.

But she was not sitting in the audience, but on the court.

She had originally thought about entering the finals and competing against Nan Wang to give her senior a small surprise, but she had not expected Wu Ge to be so disrespectful to her and not let her pass the semi-finals.

Lingzhi put his hands on his waist and said righteously: "What's wrong with not being able to draw? I am a tool cultivator, isn't it normal that I am not good at making talismans?"

"No, it's not you who is not good at making talismans, it's Qixu Linglongxin."

Wu Ge turned around and pointed out Lingzhi's mistake.

Lingzhi did not argue with him on this point, but instead talked about other things: "Why are you so arrogant? What do you want to do?"

"I haven't even asked you what you want to do, but you're asking me."

Wu Ge smiled sarcastically:

"You are doing everything you can to replace my disciple. What do you want to do?"

Lingzhi did not try to hide anything and said directly, "I want to know the truth. How did the previous Fourth True Disciple die?"

"Heh." Wu Ge said as if he had heard a funny joke: "Why should I tell you?"

"I'm not asking in vain. I can pay with spirit stones, or... if you don't want spirit stones, what do you want?"

Lingzhi picked a chair in the room and sat down, his two short legs swinging in the air, swaying.

Wu Ge had a smile on his face: "You can't give me what I want."

Lingzhi said: "If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't give it to you?"

Wu Ge stopped talking and just smiled.

Lingzhi stared at him with a pair of big eyes and said in a relaxed tone: "Just name your price, I will consider it. Even if it is the Seven Secrets Delicate Heart, I can give it to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lingzhi felt her chest beating violently, as if it was condemning her for crossing the river and then destroying the bridge.

But it's not a big problem, she is not a human, and her activities do not depend on this organ.

Even without this organ, she can live well, just like Wu Ge.

Wu Ge's eyes were filled with smiles: "I didn't want the Seven-Heavenly Delicate Heart in the first place, so it's your turn now."

The swaying short legs of the spiritual branch suddenly stopped moving: "Really? You gave me the Seven Secrets Exquisite Heart because you didn't want it. What about the other things? Did the elders not want them either, so it was our turn?"

Wu Ge said: "The elders are all living people, they can't run away, why don't you go ask them directly?"

Lingzhi was silent for a while, and then returned to the original question: "Who killed the fourth brother?"

No song, no talk.

Lingzhi raised his head, his eyes deep and solemn: "It's me, right?"

Wu Ge suppressed his smile and looked down at the ground.

The breeze brushed past the window sill, and the gentle sound of the wind wrinkled the scroll of memories.

Time has not been able to fade the past. Whenever he raises his head, he can still see the smiling face of his fourth brother.

He said, “It’s us.”

Lingzhi asked: "How can I save him?"

Wu Ge said: "You can't save him, you can only be saved by him, just like me in the past."

Lingzhi asked, "I can't, but you can, right?"

Wu Ge said, “Yes.”

Lingzhi asked, "How can I help you?"

"You want to help me?"

Wu Ge seemed to have heard some huge joke:

"Do you know what I'm going to do? What are you going to do to help me?"

Lingzhi said: "I know."

Wu Ge said: "What do you know?"

Lingzhi shook his head and said, "I originally planned to knock out your disciple and disguise myself as her to sneak into your Ghost Cult, but when I was about to do it, I found out...she was already dead."

Wu Ge said: "The Ghost Corpse Cult is famous for exorcising corpses."

Lingzhi said: "What is famous is that the disciples drive away corpses, not that even the disciples are ghost corpses."

Wu Ge started laughing again.

His body shape slowly changed, from a tall man to a charming woman.

Now, she is a pastor.

Only Muyuanmeng is qualified to tell the story of Qinghe.

Mu Yuanyao opened her mouth softly, her voice was melodious and charming:

"Fourth Senior Brother constantly foresees the future, and brings us chances to survive time and time again. However, even if we are lucky enough to escape a secret realm once, what will we do next time? The curse of the dragon weapon forces us to save the world, and we cannot stop for a moment. However, saving the world is impossible. There are more and more secret realms, and the seal is about to fall. Everyone will eventually die. Every true disciple has such a fate, either die in the secret realm or die under the seal.

"The price to pay for predicting the secrets of heaven is too high. I watched helplessly as Fourth Brother became weaker and weaker day by day. First, he lost his sense of taste, then his sense of smell, and then his sense of touch... until even his eyesight began to decline, just like every fourth true disciple of each generation before his death. I can't bear such a result. I want to take him away, abandon Qingyun Sect, and abandon the whole world..."

Lingzhi waited for a long time, but did not receive any further words.

Seeing that Mu Yuanyao didn't seem to want to continue, Lingzhi spoke up:

"But you failed because Qinghe died, but Qinghe succeeded because you all survived."

"Yeah, what a shame."

Mu Yuanxuan let out a long sigh:

"The way that Fourth Senior Brother saved us was inspired by me. If I hadn't wanted to take him away, maybe... things wouldn't have turned out like this."

Lingzhi: "He changed destiny."

"No."

Mu Yuanyao's face turned cold, and he said in a decisive tone:

"Destiny cannot be changed. The more you try to save it, the more it will collapse."

"If we do nothing, Fourth Brother will be the only one among us who survives."

Lingzhi suddenly asked:

"So, if everyone dies, will Fourth Brother be able to survive?"

Her tone was extremely relaxed, as if she was saying that tomorrow would be a good day.