If you don't catch the person on the spot, your investigation will not only fail to find the real culprit, but will also hurt the friendship with the same family. It's better to just let it go and let everyone be more cautious in the future."
After hearing Han Mo's words, Su Shengdong felt secretly happy.
Fu Hongxiao, who lost his son and more than ten disciples one after another, now looks at Luo Qingyun also dying, as if he has grown older in an instant.
Not bothering to ask any more questions, he waved his hands and said, "That's all. You guys carry Qingshan's body to the back hall. Master, I will personally bury him in the coffin."
As Luo Qingyun's body was carried away, the disciples dispersed in twos and threes. Su Shengdong also took the opportunity to return to his bedroom and secretly felt happy.
Since Fu Hongxiao did not want to see anyone die again, with the idea of ending this disaster, he and his disciples buried more than ten coffins together.
And Han Mo, who sent Luo Qingyun back, after paying homage to the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, he and his servants went down the mountain in a grand manner and left.
The night breeze is slightly cool, and the moonlight is clear and faint.
Entering the beautiful Qilin Valley on the outskirts of Dongjincheng, the capital of Xiliang, you can see a group of towering buildings from a distance, row upon row, criss-crossing the mountains.
As soon as you enter the valley, you can see the three characters "Fengtianmen" carved with wild grass on a huge rock.
And on a stone tablet next to the huge rock, there are four words "Trespassers will die" engraved on it.
Walking towards the majestic building over there, you will soon see a huge plaque with red characters on a black background, with the four characters "Hexiang Villa" written in block letters.
And this Hexiang Villa is the hometown of Lin Zhonghe, the leader of the Fengtian Sect and the leader of the martial arts alliance.
After entering the Fengtianmen realm, there were Fengtianmen disciples in twos and threes wandering around freely in their own realm. Perhaps in their hearts, no one can stand side by side with the Fengtianmen, no one can be the enemy of the Fengtianmen, and for a long time, no one has ever
Dare to trespass into Fengtianmen territory, so their patrol is just a routine show.
I wonder if these Fengtianmen disciples have practiced some evil martial arts similar to the Sunflower Book. They all look like Xiaoshou, and they all tend to be feminine. But they all seem to have extraordinary skills. No wonder Fengtianmen can be so powerful here.
He became the supreme martial arts sect in two years.
Just under the eyes of these Feng Tianmen disciples who seemed to have strong martial arts skills, an extremely arrogant figure wearing a moonlight white cloud brocade robe passed by these people at a speed that was almost like a ghost. He disappeared in a flash and was rolled up.
The robe of one of the men.
The ghostly white shadow flashed past and disappeared behind the grass and rocks in an instant. Like lightning, it came and went as fast as it came.
The man who almost passed by this white figure was stunned for a moment, looked at the clothes that were suddenly rolled up and then hung down again, and frowned in confusion.
Something seemed to flash in front of him just now, but it didn't feel like it. After thinking about it, it seems that nothing in this world is faster than the eyesight, and especially the eyesight of practitioners like them. So even if it is a little
Doubtful, he did not stop and wandered towards other places.
Of course, this man in white is none other than Mo Zihan, who rushed from Jiuquan City to the capital of Xiliang. If you don't catch the person on the spot, your investigation will not only fail to find the real culprit, but will also hurt the friendship between the same family members.
It’s better to let it go and let everyone be more cautious in the future.”
After hearing Han Mo's words, Su Shengdong felt secretly happy.
Fu Hongxiao, who lost his son and more than ten disciples one after another, now looks at Luo Qingyun also dying, as if he has grown older in an instant.
Not bothering to ask any more questions, he waved his hands and said, "That's all. You guys carry Qingshan's body to the back hall. Master, I will personally bury him in the coffin."
As Luo Qingyun's body was carried away, the disciples dispersed in twos and threes. Su Shengdong also took the opportunity to return to his bedroom and secretly felt happy.
Since Fu Hongxiao did not want to see anyone die again, with the idea of ending this disaster, he and his disciples buried more than ten coffins together.
And Han Mo, who sent Luo Qingyun back, after paying homage to the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, he and his servants went down the mountain in a grand manner and left.
The night breeze is slightly cool, and the moonlight is clear and faint.
Entering the beautiful Qilin Valley on the outskirts of Dongjincheng, the capital of Xiliang, you can see a group of towering buildings from a distance, row upon row, criss-crossing the mountains.
As soon as you enter the valley, you can see the three characters "Fengtianmen" carved with wild grass on a huge rock.
And on a stone tablet next to the huge rock, there are four words "Trespassers will die" engraved on it.
Walking towards the majestic building over there, you will soon see a huge plaque with red characters on a black background, with the four characters "Hexiang Villa" written in block letters.
And this Hexiang Villa is the hometown of Lin Zhonghe, the leader of the Fengtian Sect and the leader of the martial arts alliance.
After entering the Fengtianmen realm, there were Fengtianmen disciples in twos and threes wandering around freely in their own realm. Perhaps in their hearts, no one can stand side by side with the Fengtianmen, no one can be the enemy of the Fengtianmen, and for a long time, no one has ever
Dare to trespass into Fengtianmen territory, so their patrol is just a routine show.
I wonder if these Fengtianmen disciples have practiced some evil martial arts similar to the Sunflower Book. They all look like Xiaoshou, and they all tend to be feminine. But they all seem to have extraordinary skills. No wonder Fengtianmen can be so powerful here.
He became the supreme martial arts sect in two years.
Just under the eyes of these Feng Tianmen disciples who seemed to have strong martial arts skills, an extremely arrogant figure wearing a moonlight white cloud brocade robe passed by these people at a speed that was almost like a ghost. He disappeared in a flash and was rolled up.
The robe of one of the men.
The ghostly white shadow flashed past and disappeared behind the grass and rocks in an instant. Like lightning, it came and went as fast as it came.
The man who almost passed by this white figure was stunned for a moment, looked at the clothes that were suddenly rolled up and then hung down again, and frowned in confusion.
Something seemed to flash in front of him just now, but it didn't feel like it. After thinking about it, it seems that nothing in this world is faster than the eyesight, and especially the eyesight of practitioners like them. So even if it is a little
Doubtful, he did not stop and wandered towards other places.
Of course, this man in white is none other than Mo Zihan, who rushed from Jiuquan City to the capital of Xiliang.