Although the poison is different, he laughed yesterday and cried today, he is both weird, full of rhythm, and chilling. He doesn't want to be infected.
"No...no, the poison has been...had been solved. I just thought of yesterday, sad, sad...wow..." Zheng Fang raised his head, explained, and then thought of the unbearable past yesterday, and it was another time.
Crying loudly.
He Hong and the others had nothing to do when they heard his words. After all, they had never seen the strange scene of his laughter yesterday, so they could not imagine how painful his memories were. But those who had seen one scene with their own eyes, including Gu
Fenghua and others all felt palpitations.
I don’t know how terrible the poison was when it occurred, so that it would torture a master at the peak of the ninth grade of Tiansheng to such a thing!
Liang Yunshi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling a little scared: Fortunately, the other party came at the right time yesterday, otherwise it would be someone else who was poisoned, but himself. Instead of being poisoned like this, it would be better to be stabbed to death by someone with a sword.
"Woo... Woo... Uh!" The middle-aged man cried hysterically, and finally couldn't catch it in one breath. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
"Okay, okay, how dare you attack me, the disciple of Duanyue Sect. Today I must not spare you!" He Yandao handed the disciple to the people beside him, stood up, looking at him with grief and anger on his face."
Xiang Gu Fenghua and others.
Originally, I had discussed with Hong Yuan'an. As long as the disciple did not fail to be punished, I would just give him some punishment, and there was no need to make a big fuss. However, although this disciple is worried about his life, he obviously suffered a severe injury in his mind and could not be able to do so anymore.
It will impact the Emperor Saint, and its strength will most likely decline significantly.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt heartbroken, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He hated Gu Fenghua and others to death.
"I'm going to let go of my own hands and swear not to reveal a word about the matter here. I'll let you live!" He Yandao carried his hands on his back and shouted loudly.
When he said this, He Yandao turned his back and his hands and nostrils facing the sky, and the two holy beads between his eyebrows were shining golden, showing the confidence of the second-level Emperor Saint to the fullest.
As the elder of the Duanyue Sect and a second-level powerful man in the Emperor Saint, he controls the life and death of countless people and does have such confidence.
"Elder He, what you want is nothing more than my life. Why bother to implicate innocent people? Let them go, I can do it for you." Liang Yunshi was anxious and said to He Yandao.
"Hmph, how can it be so easy to hurt my husband's personal disciples like this? If you want me to let them go?" He Yandao snorted coldly and said with anger on his face.
"Elder He." Hong Yuanan frowned and gave He Yandao a wink.
According to previous discussions, if the righteous side is fine, it is easy to give the other party a little advice. There is no need to cause trouble and offend the sect behind them. However, seeing He Yandao's way of doing this, it is obviously throwing the previous discussion behind him.
"Elder Hong, you don't need to say anything. Zheng Fang was so hurt by them. Although he did not hurt his life, his inner demon has been born. Not to mention being promoted to the Emperor Saint, whether he can maintain his current cultivation level is a problem. I am just useless.
They have already made a special kindness with each other." He Yandao said gritting his teeth.
"But now is the critical moment for my Duanyue Sect to advance to the Holy Sect. It is not a good thing to lightly create strong enemies. A small impatience will ruin a big deal." Hong Yuan'an said earnestly.