Lin Yang was also stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said expressionlessly: "Wu Chengmei, don't talk nonsense here. I have seen the corpse of the chief genius with my own eyes. He has completely lost his life. How not to die? How? Do you think I am an easy person to fool?"
"Did you kill my lord?" the woman in red asked through gritted teeth.
"Although the Chief Prodigy was not killed by me personally, he was forced into a desperate situation by me. When he had no other choice, he chose to self-destruct, hoping to die with me. However, the self-destruction failed to kill me, but instead cost him his life. This is all Is it possible that what I witnessed with my own eyes is fake? On the contrary, it’s you, you haven’t been there, what can you see?” Lin Yang frowned and asked.
"It is true that I was not immersed in the scene. In fact, I woke up while you were fighting. I tried my best to escape from the Holy Mountain in a hurry. After all, if I stayed in the Holy Mountain, I would only be affected by the shocking battle between the two of you. , it’s hard to save your life, so after your battle ended, I was already dozens of miles away from the Holy Mountain. I couldn’t see all the fighting on the mountain, and I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t even know that the Lord had been forced by you. Self-destruction." The woman in red said hoarsely.
"In that case, how dare you say that the chief genius is not dead?" Lin Yang asked seriously.
"The reason is simple!"
The woman in red pointed at the clouds on the horizon that had not yet dispersed, and said hoarsely: "He's coming!"
"he?"
Lin Yang was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiayun, with confusion in his eyes: "Who is he?"
"Holy Lord Ye Yan!"
The woman in red whispered.
"What?"
Lin Yang was startled and confused.
Obviously, he has never heard of this name.
Wan Jinsong and others next to him were also confused.
"Wan Shuai, have you heard of this name?"
"Never knew."
"Yeah?"
Lin Yang thought for a moment and looked at the woman in red: "Who is this?"
"I didn't expect that the dignified Divine Doctor Lin has never even heard of the name of the Holy Monarch Ye Yan? From this point of view, you are really a frog in the well!"
The woman in red snorted secretly, with disdain in her eyes: "Holy Lord Ye Yan is the first medical and military person in the world, and has been the Lord's best friend for many years! If he appears, the Lord will be fine. If the Lord really He died here, Divine Doctor Lin, I expect that Lord Shengjun will seek revenge on you on the spot instead of leaving here."
"Really? So that rosy cloud...is evidence that Saint Lord Ye Yan is here?"
Lin Yang stared intently and thought. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, jumped up, rushed into the huge broken pit, and found the body of the chief genius.
At this moment, the corpse had been shattered into pieces by Lin Yang.
He found the head, looked at it for a while, suddenly realized something, and immediately took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the head.
But when the silver needle pricked behind him, the bloody face of the head suddenly changed slightly. The facial features that originally looked like the chief genius shifted slightly, and suddenly turned into the appearance of another person.
"This is not the body of the chief genius!"
Lin Yang suddenly realized.
"Shuai Lin, what's wrong?"
Wan Jinsong and others quickly followed and asked eagerly.
"It seems that Wu Chengmei was right. The chief genius did not die, but was rescued. The other party rescued him after he blew himself up, and at the same time brought a fake corpse to confuse me!" Lin Yang said solemnly.
"Confused by the fake corpse?" Wan Jinsong was stunned.
"Yes, this should be the corpse of a man from the Holy Mountain who died in the nearby battle. His facial bones and facial features were moved with silver needles, making him look very similar to the chief genius, which confused me! In fact, this man
He is not the chief genius."
"What?"
Wan Jinsong and others were shocked. How could they have imagined that there would be such a 10%...
"So, that person named Saint Lord Ye Yan also knows medical skills?" Wan Jinsong asked hurriedly.
"Of course I understand, and..."
Lin Yang stared at the pinhole on the head in front of him, with a deep look of concentration on his face.
"And what?" Wan Jinsong asked anxiously.
"Besides...the other party's medical skills are probably no worse than mine..." Lin Yang said hoarsely.
As these words fell to the ground, Wan Jinsong's breathing tightened and his eyes widened.
