"This time, we both took action personally and must not ask about their origins. If the Zhengfang is safe and sound, he will be admonished and let them go. If the Zhengfang has already suffered an accident, even if they do not abandon their cultivation, they will still be allowed to do so.
I suffered a lot. If things were done this time, my Duanyue Sect would probably be among the Holy Sect. How could I let others bully me Duanyue Sect?" Elder Hong said with a solemn look on his face.
"Yes, it would be fine if the righteous side is fine. If there is something wrong, I will teach them a lesson no matter what. Otherwise, if it is spread out in the future, I will not have any majesty of the Holy Sect in Duanyue Sect." Compared to Elder Hong, He
The elder was even more murderous.
After all, Zheng Fang is his personal disciple, and now his life and death are uncertain, he is of course even more anxious and angry.
"Are your injuries better? If you get better, go with us." Then, Elder He asked the other disciples.
Although he didn't know the other party's origin, the two unexpected "surprises" made him secretly afraid. No matter how confident he is with his strength, he still dare not be careless. He can always strengthen his momentum with more personnel.
If there is any accident again, maybe I can help you.
"Yes, Master, our injuries are no longer serious." Several middle-aged men replied in unison.
In fact, their injuries have not been completely healed, but since the master and uncle have both taken it upon themselves, they just went there to watch the fun, so there is nothing to worry about.
"Then let's go." The two elders He Hong took the lead and rushed towards Qingqiu Gorge. Zheng Yang and his friends followed him.
The outer disciples of more than ten disciples and grandchildren looked at each other and could only follow him helplessly.
To be honest, they really don’t want to meet that group of young people now. Even if the two elders He Hong took action this time, they were still worried and always had some ominous premonition in their hearts.
Soon, the facts will prove again that their premonition is very, very flexible.
In the early morning, the sun shines, and thin mist floats across the mountains, like a layer of gentle red gauze.
Gu Fenghua asked Luo Enen to bury the pot on the spot, which was undoubtedly a wise decision. That night, birds, beasts and mosquitoes were gone within a radius of dozens of miles. Even if they did not practice, their hearts were as peaceful as empty and bright as everyone was sleeping.
It is particularly sweet and full of energy when you wake up in the morning.
"It's the first time I've lived a lifetime that I've had such a good night's sleep. It's strange that Qingqiu Mountain has become so quiet? My medicine garden is not so quiet." Liang Yunshi stretched his waist, looking puzzled.
Said.
In the early morning, it was the time when all things woke up, but a bird song was heard in the mountains, gathering the minds of divine exploration and leaving. Not to mention birds, there were not even a single insect or ant.
"It's easy to be quieter in the medicine garden. Just let Enen go to your house to cook a few times. I guarantee that there will be no mosquitoes within a few hundred years." The fat white man quipped.
"Hmph, I won't learn to cook anymore, learn to poison." Luo Enen rolled his eyes and said angrily.
Just burying the pot, it has such great lethality. Miss Luo herself felt incredible and finally gave up her lofty ideal of being a good cook. It would be impossible not to give up. If this continues, she will not poison others to death.
, sooner or later, I will poison myself to death.
However, this also proves one's talent from another aspect. If you can't cook, you can poison it. Didn't you see that the strong men at the peak of the ninth grade of Heavenly Saint are poisoned by themselves to survive and die?