He also hugged the reef with both hands. Although the river was surging, he could still hold on.
Seeing Sect Master Wan coming over: "Master, hurry up and save me, I can't do it anymore."
"Traitor!" Two words popped out of Sect Leader Wan's mouth, and he was completely disappointed with the third senior brother: "Where does the withered spirit poison come from?"
The third senior brother looked at Zhou Yuan: "Brother Zhou, if I tell you the truth, can you save my life?"
"Okay!" Zhou Yuan could only take a step back. He could not be led by others. Third Senior Brother was his only clue.
The third senior brother cried and said: "We were hunting at the time, and it was my first time to participate. They asked me to shoot the first arrow, and then chased me away, saying they were testing my strength."
hunting?
Zhou Yuan was slightly startled, and then realized that he was the prey they were hunting. Those men in black were definitely not from Fangjiazhuang, but their faces were ruined, so what happened?
"Be specific!"
Fang Meiyun and Sect Master Wan looked at each other.
Shouldn't hunting be done in the forest? How could we go to Liujiazhuang?
Sect Leader Wan's face darkened: "You actually treat people as prey?"
"Save me first!" The third senior brother's lips have turned white, and he has no strength left in his body. The river is not slowing down at all, but he is still rushing over fiercely.
Sect Leader Wan could only murmur in his heart.
Now he is twenty or thirty meters away from the third senior brother. The river is so majestic that it is impossible to get close to him. It is impossible to save him.
Zhou Yuan threw the long knife into the river, and just as he was about to be swept away by the rapid current, he suddenly stood on the long knife with both feet. The knife seemed to be a light boat and rushed directly towards the third senior brother.
Carrying his back collar, he returned to the shore. Zhou Yuan's clothes were still clean, with not even a drop of water on them.
Sect Master Wan swallowed his saliva.
I'm glad that I didn't continue the fight just now. Zhou Yuan is not so powerful. It's completely beyond my imagination. He should be a God of War.
"Awesome, little brother."
Zhou Yuan was not happy at all, but felt even heavier. If it was really a hunt, they would definitely not give up if they failed this time.
"Tell me?"
The third senior brother's body trembled slightly, and he felt very uneasy. Hunting is a secret and must not be told to anyone who has not participated. If he violates the rules, he will also become a prey.
Sect Leader Wan was completely angry.
He stared at the third senior brother closely, kicked him with disgust, and said angrily: "You were an orphan since you were a child. I rescued you from the enemy and treated you like a son. You actually repaid me like this!
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The third senior brother felt aggrieved, knowing that Zhou Yuan would not let him go, so he could only confess honestly: "I only know that the prey of this operation is you, and the dry spirit poison is the reward they gave me."
"This poison has long ceased to exist." Fang Meiyun said in horror: "Is my father also involved in it?"
The third senior brother snorted coldly: "If he hadn't participated in the hunting, how could he have obtained the green plum grass? This is all the price of our hard work."
Fang Meiyun fell to the ground, completely unable to accept this reality. How could her father, who was so upright and selfless, do such an outrageous thing?
"I don't believe it!"
Zhou Yuan's brows furrowed.
In his memory, he had only offended Elder Qi. He was able to be strong in Baiyun Sect. Could it be that he was also a hunter?