More than a dozen Tianhai Sword Sect disciples flew out of the cave.
Or falling like leaves.
Or glide like a swallow.
Or swooping down like an eagle.
They fell to the sea one after another, with their toes on the waves as if they were walking on flat ground, and their eyes like lightning, searching the turbulent water below, hoping to find Zhou Xiang's body.
They continued to expand the search circle, going outside and outside, and did not stop until they reached the end of the thick fog.
After a while, they reunited in the cave.
No body was found.
"Uncle Huang, is Junior Sister Zhou alive?"
"Yes, it's very possible that he's not dead."
"If she's not dead, then where did she go?" A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a rough appearance said angrily: "Who can take her away silently?"
He glanced at the four young men among them.
The four young men stood upright in a solemn tone.
"Uncle, it's impossible for someone to take Junior Sister Zhou away. We've been watching closely and we will never slacken off!"
"Yes, Junior Sister Zhou has been silent. When we feel something strange, we will fly over and have a look. There is nothing strange."
"We speculate that Junior Sister Zhou will be finished in the next day or two."
They looked at each other.
This glance is actually their tacit understanding.
Can't tell the truth.
Otherwise, their responsibilities will be greater.
There is really no need to risk your own future for a junior sister who is bound to die and is a traitor.
What's more, there is no evidence to support his death.
They wanted to enter the cave to have a look before, but they thought it was weird.
Because according to normal circumstances, Zhou Xiang should have died today, but she was still alive and well.
This has exceeded the limit. It is impossible for anyone to survive for so long with no martial arts and no water or food.
So there must be something weird.
It's really weird.
Zhou Xiang disappeared mysteriously!
They had a promise in their hearts: someone secretly rescued Zhou Xiang and secretly gave her water or food before.
If they tell the truth, they will definitely be severely punished, and their cultivation progress will definitely fall behind by two to three years.
It is a time of rapid progress, and being behind for three years means falling behind forever. The competition among disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect is extremely fierce.
But while they were hiding it, they felt guilty at the same time.
Could someone really rescue Zhou Xiang quietly?
Who could it be?
Definitely another traitor!
"Yu Zhen!" Huang Jiye suddenly stared and shouted: "Tell the truth!"
One of the young men's face changed drastically, and he suddenly fell into panic, his eyes flickering wildly.
"Huh, there is indeed a problem!" Huang Jiye sneered: "You four...did you secretly hide her?!"
"Absolutely not!"
"No no!"
"No!"
"Unjustly accused!"
The four people shook their heads anxiously.
"It seems that there is." Huang Jiye said coldly: "You four, it's not too late to tell the truth. Otherwise, if you are arrested and interrogated separately, are you afraid that there will be no truth? Tell the truth!"
"...Yes!" The four of them looked at each other and immediately lowered their heads.
People around them suddenly looked at the four of them in surprise. They didn't expect that they really didn't tell the truth and deceived everyone.
This is so courageous!
Huang Jiye hummed: "Yu Zhen, tell me!"
"Uncle Huang, we were really wronged..." Yu Zhen hurriedly told what happened and what he and others had speculated.
"That means there is no doubt that someone rescued this little girl Zhou Xiang!" Huang Jiye said coldly: "It's very good, it's really good!"
His eyes shot out with cold electricity, scanning the crowd, sweeping here and there.
He has used a secret technique.
Everyone felt guilty when they saw him, as if they had really done something they were ashamed of.
Those with strong cultivation quickly woke up, while those with weaker cultivation couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look at him.
Who in this world dares to say that he has a clear conscience?
Huang Jiye shouted: "Whoever did it, please stand up!"
Although everyone felt guilty and did not dare to look at him, no one stood up. Of course, they could not admit things they had not done.
"Hehe, that's great!" Huang Jiye sneered again and again: "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you think the faction is not prepared for this kind of situation?"
He shook his head with disdain: "To tell you the truth, the sect has already had secret methods to guard against this kind of situation!"
Everyone was stunned and didn't know why.
Huang Jiye slowly looked at the crowd and hummed: "There is some kind of juice on her body. As long as you touch her, it will be stained with this juice and become tainted with the taste."
He sneered: "This smell cannot be smelled by our noses, no matter how high your cultivation level is, it will be useless!"
Everyone's spirits were lifted.
Yu Zhen said hurriedly: "Uncle Huang, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and find out who did it!"
He couldn't wait to prove his innocence.
If they can't find this person, then they will take the blame.
Huang Jiye said coldly: "If someone comes forward and saves himself this trouble, the punishment will be lighter. Come forward now to save his life!"
His eyes were filled with cold electricity.
But everyone looked confused.
Huang Jiye frowned and hummed: "That's all."
He felt that he was performing for the blind. Looking at their confused eyes, he actually felt like a clown.
He turned around and left.
Everyone followed him one after another.
The cave became empty in the blink of an eye, with no one left.
Zhou Xiang and Fakong stood in a forest on the top of the cliff, and the sea breeze carried the sounds from the cave.
Even though Zhou Xiang's martial arts was abolished, he could still hear clearly.
She looked at Fakong nervously and said in her heart: "Master...?"
Fakong shook his head and smiled in her heart: "It doesn't matter, let's watch the show."
"We won't be caught?"
"Won't."
Zhou Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked around cautiously.
The woods are sparse. You can only cover your body here, but not your breath. Many great masters below are extremely keen.
Fakong said in her heart: "As long as there is no sound, it will be fine. The isolated breath will leak out."
If there was no isolation, the keenness of those below would have discovered it long ago, and they would not be able to stand here carefree.
His eyes followed Huang Jiye and his party.
Huang Jiye came to a forest, which was lush and green, with all kinds of trees. They were tall and strong. He knew they were ancient trees at a glance.
They stopped in front of a small cabin.
The cabin is built of rotten wood and is simple and natural.
There are two vegetable gardens in front of the wooden house, surrounded by fences.
"Uncle Meng." Huang Jiye stood in front of the fence and called out.
"Squeak——!" There was a slight whistle, and a white shadow flashed and stopped on the fence, but it was a white mink.
Its small eyes were as bright as black diamonds, looking curiously at a group of people.
"Squeak——!" The wooden door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a thoughtful face and a lazy expression slowly walked out and yawned: "Xiao Huang, what's the matter? Are you disturbing my dream!"
Huang Jiye showed a silly smile: "Uncle Meng, I want to trouble Lightning to go out."
"Are you chasing someone again?" The middle-aged man with a thoughtful face sighed: "Are there traitors again?"
"...Yes." Huang Jiye said sheepishly: "Uncle Meng, there is a little girl who wants to send news to the outside world. It has been six years since she joined the sect. Alas...now she is really as good as the Taoist and as tall as the devil.
These malicious guys are getting more and more powerful!"
"Okay, bring it." The middle-aged man didn't want to listen to him anymore, so he came to the fence and stretched out his hand.
Huang Jiye took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man.
The small porcelain bottle is only the size of a little finger, pure white in color, and has no pattern on it.
The middle-aged man opened the cork and let out a soft whistle.
The white ferret who was looking at everyone curiously flashed, turned into a white light and stopped on his shoulder, then jumped forward along his arm to the small porcelain bottle, shrugged his nose, then squeaked and covered his nose.
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Everyone could feel the look of disgust on its face.
It seems that the smell is too bad.
The middle-aged man smiled and touched it, then pointed at Huang Jiye.
The ferret turned into a white light and shot out.
The middle-aged man hummed: "Follow me, protect my lightning, don't let anyone get hurt!"
He hurriedly made a fist, turned around and chased Bai Mink.
The white mink was as fast as lightning, and everyone used Qinggong to gallop as fast as they could, but finally arrived in front of the Bihan Pond.
Huang Jiye frowned.
The white ferret suddenly stopped behind a mediocre-looking young man.
In front of the Bihan Pond, there is a circle of Tianhai Sword Sect disciples, all standing with swords in their hands, about ten meters apart from each other.
This plain-looking young man is one of the men on guard with a sword. He is looking around intently with a vigilant expression.
When the white ferret came behind him, he turned around and saw the white ferret.
The white ferret squeaked, then dodged and shot into the distance.
Huang Jiye came to this mediocre-looking young man and said coldly: "Peng Xiang, it turns out to be you!"
The mediocre young man Peng Xiang looked at Huang Jiye with confusion on his face: "Uncle Huang, is this...?"
"You took Zhou Xiang away, right?!" Huang Jiye shouted in a deep voice: "Why would you do such a thing?!"
"Uncle Huang, what is it?" Peng Xiang looked confused and confused: "What did I do?"
"Hey, you pretend to be so good, no wonder you can hide it from everyone." Huang Jiye sneered again and again: "It's a pity that you can't hide our secret method!"
He waved his hand: "Tie him up!"
"Yes!" The four young men who were guarding Zhou Xiang rushed forward to restrain Peng Xiang.
Peng Xiang was unwilling to be subdued, and hurriedly took a step back to break away from the four of them, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Huang, what on earth is going on!"
"We'll talk about it after I catch you!" Huang Jiye shouted: "It's useless to resist. How many people can you deal with?...Besides, even if you can escape, where can you escape to? Run away from Bitan Island.
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Peng Xiang's face darkened, he turned to look at the four people rushing towards him, suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath and stabbed the four people.
The four of them did not expect that he would actually dare to resist, and hurriedly drew their swords to meet him. However, they found that Peng Xiang's swordsmanship was so sharp, and they were instantly stabbed in the shoulder and had to retreat.
"How brave!" Huang Jiye shouted.
He rushed towards Peng Xiang, but was forced by Peng Xiang's sword light.
Huang Jiye originally didn't want to draw his sword. To deal with a junior and a master, two palms were enough.
Unexpectedly, Peng Xiang's swordsmanship was so exquisite that he was so hurriedly unsheathed his sword.
But Peng Xiang had already escaped.
"Chasing——!" Huang Jiye glared at the stunned people around him: "They are all dead!"
Everyone hurriedly chased Peng Xiang.
Fakong smiled.
Zhou Xiang stood beside him, looked at him doubtfully, and said in his heart: "This Senior Brother Peng..."
"Like you, he is also a secret spy, but he is Dayong's secret spy." Fakong laughed in her heart.