About half an hour later, the disciples from Xiake Island and the Yellow River Valley returned one after another.
Cai Tang brought Zhan Tai and Lin Wenhe over, looked at the results of the battle, and said, "I remember there were fourteen people in total."
"One of them ran away, but he probably won't live long. This person was injured by me." Mr. Han Chan looked at the two people in Cai Tang's hands, frowned and said, "They are both half dead, what are you doing with them?"
?”
Cai Tang thought for a while and said: "I will hand them over to you for custody first on Xiake Island. I still have some things to ask them about. I have to at least figure out where this group of people came from, right?"
Mr. Hanchan didn't think much and said: "Okay!"
In this battle, a total of fourteen disciples in Molu Mountain were almost wiped out. Except for one person who escaped and three who died in the battle, a total of ten people including Lin Wenhe and Zhan Tai were captured.
The people from Xiake Island and the Yellow River Valley escorted the disciples from Mount Doulu back to Xiake Island, and temporarily imprisoned these ten people on the island.
Lin Wenhe and Zhan Tai were about to die, but Cai Tang spared their lives.
At the same time, nearly two hundred nautical miles away from Xiake Island, a figure emerged from the seawater with a crash under the calm sea, and then gasped for air. He looked at the endless sea level around him and smelled
Feeling the faint smell of blood coming from nowhere, he raised his head and sighed suddenly.
Huang Jian escaped alone.
As night fell, the wind gradually picked up on the sea, and the wind and waves washed Huang Jian, who had been in the water for several hours, to the coast.
Blood oozed from the corner of Huang Jian's injured mouth from time to time, but he did not dare to stop and rest. Instead, he got up with difficulty and staggered away towards the distance.
At the same time, in the bitter cold land of Mountain End, far away from the South China Sea, at the foot of Sword Tomb Mountain, seven or eight of the ancestors of Mountain End were gathering together.
Some people have solemn expressions, some people frown, and some people have facial expressions, but the veins on their fingers say it all.
At this time, these people were discussing a matter, whether to save or not to save?
Huang Chengting said calmly: "They should be dead, but we don't know how many of them yet."
An elder said with squinted eyes: "Since people have died and others have fallen into the hands of the other party, why do you need to worry about whether to save them or not? Wait until all these little cubs have their heads hung on the wall to dry.
Is it done?”
Huang Chengting turned around and said: "Except for us, no one else should have such a bloody hobby. If we wanted to kill them all, we would definitely kill them all on the spot."
Tu Kang frowned and said: "There are reasons to kill early, and there are reasons to kill later. Do you think they will invite people like Wen He back and provide them with good food and drink? When I am about to return,
, Wen He and Zhan Tai have been infected with a very strange poison. If I hadn't sealed Zhan Tai, he would have turned into a pool of blood. Now even if I save him and Wen He
Come back, I guess it won’t be possible to raise people back for hundreds of years.”
"Huang Jian also has half his life left, and he is dying," Huang Chengting said slowly.
"Then what do you mean?"
Many of the elders of the End Mountain looked at Huang Chengting. Logically speaking, with the style and strength of the End Mountain, a hundred swords should have come out of the Bitter Cold Land at this time, directly killing the Knight Island, avenging a grudge, avenging a grudge, and then returning the favor.
You have to take the interest into account.
But Huang Chengting didn't seem to have any intention of making a move at this time.
There are probably nearly twenty people of the ancestors of Mountain Doom, but most of them are concentrating on practicing. Only a few people such as Huang Chengting, Tu Kang, and Liu Xiang have not retreated in recent years, so things inside and outside Mountain Doom have not been in retreat.
It's all decided by Huang Chengting.
Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang were also there, but they never spoke, because Xiang Que was involved in this matter, and it was hard for them to say anything. Moreover, there was no need for them to say anything even with these old guys on their side.
What opinion.
Huang Chengting said: "As Xiang Que came into the world, he walked down the mountain, and the disciples of Molu Mountain also came out of the mountain several times. Now the Cave Heaven Paradise has been in a state of turmoil. From now on, if Molu Mountain wants to be alone and not come out as before,
It is obviously impossible. There will inevitably be Lin Wenhe, Zhan Tai and Huang Jianqi Changqing, the younger generation of disciples who are outside one after another. Then if they are wronged outside and cry, someone will have to run out to support them.
?”
Tu Kang and others frowned and said nothing, already realizing what Huang Chengting meant next.
"Xiang Que left the Molu Mountain to go to the Qingshan Sect. I once said that he is very capable of causing trouble, but he has caused trouble many times over the years. We have never stepped out to support him unless it was absolutely necessary, only two or three times.
That's all, and as he continues to grow, this situation will definitely become more rare. What's the difference between Wen He, Huang Jian and Zhan Tai? In terms of cultivation, they are no worse than Xiang Que. They are even worse.
In front of him."
Huang Chengting looked at the several ancestors loudly and said: "It's time for them to suffer some hardships. Otherwise, if they always think about leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade, in the future we will all become immortals. Is it possible that they will still have to be ordinary people?"
Just a little chicken?"
Liu Xiang sighed and said: "In the final analysis, do you mean not to save them, but to let them fend for themselves? There are already very few people in Mount Doom. If a few more people are lost, I will feel bad."
"At worst, we can just recruit more disciples from now on. What are we afraid of if a few of them die?" Huang Chengting said calmly.
In this regard, Mount Douluo has finally set the tone. This time, Lin Wenhe, Huang Jian, Zhan Tai and others faced Xiake Island and the Yellow River Valley. None of the ancestors took action, and it was up to them to struggle. Whether they lived or died depended on each one.
How can a person's life be cured?
After the discussion at the foot of Jianzhong Mountain, Yu Qiuyang and Zhu Chungang left, and they talked quietly on the road.
"This situation, if we only rely on Wen He and the others, will not be easy to solve even if it can be solved," said the old Taoist, shaking his head with his hands behind his back.
Yu Qiuyang asked calmly: "Then what do you think?"
Zhu Chungang spread his hands and said: "Old Patriarch Huang means that none of the Patriarchs of Mount Molu can leave the mountain, but are you and I considered the Patriarch?"
Yu Qiuyang shook his head and said: "You and I are still very young, and we are still crying for food in the End Mountain."
Zhu Chungang said: "In terms of seniority alone, you and I are one generation behind Wenhe."
Yu Qiuyang was silent for a long time, then nodded simply and said: "I understand what you mean."
Zhu Chungang said: "I'm afraid of this kid. I can't bear to worry about this incident, and I will be heartbroken. Otherwise, I won't be too lazy to go out..."