Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

Regarding the fact that he was not struck to death by lightning, Ye Xiao suspected that it had something to do with the word "Feng" written by the immortal on his forehead.

It was a good thing that he was not dead, but having another soul occupying his body was unbearable.

Ye Xiao is just a seventh-level warrior, not a cultivator, and the soul space has not been opened.

The so-called battle is nothing more than the collision of two minds.

The opponent seemed to be still very weak, but after a few hard blows, he regained control of his body.

Wenren Zhengyang and others were all wary about Ye Xiao's departure and return.

"Brother Wenren, something unexpected happened..."

Night Owl said so.

Wenren Zhengyang's eyes lit up, "A cloud-piercing arrow..."

"Thousands of troops are coming to meet you!"

"Brothers!"

"Brothers!"

Ye Xiao and Wenren Zhengyang embraced warmly.

"Brother Ye, what happened, Soul Sect..."

Wenren Zhengyang looked earnestly at the only survivor.

"It's the Immortal Immortal!"

Night Owl's eyes were filled with admiration.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Wenren Qianyue was relatively restrained and quickly resumed expression management.

The maid sister immediately became high. She missed the man who had saved her life and had no airs at all.

"Meng... Meng... Brother Meng!"

Fan Tong raised his neck and straightened his chest.

"Tell me in detail!"

Wenren Zhengyang was so excited for the second time in his life. The first time was when he saw the immortal for the first time.

So, Ye Xiao started talking about the Immortal Shanghun Sect, based on what he saw and heard, and continued to talk about today's war.

Finally, he made a summary, "Brother Wenren, with all due respect, immortals act very humorously..."

"That's right. Immortals are bohemian and don't play by the rules!"

Wenren Zhengyang recalled everything that happened in Qingtian County, a handsome face appeared in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

But there is still something wrong with it. The immortal described by Wenren Zhengyang has skin as white and tender as gelatin...

Night Owl said that the immortal is handsome, but dark!

"Don't worry about these details. Such a powerful person can only be an Immortal." This is the consensus.

"Brother Ye, then you just..."

"It's reasonable to have temporary amnesia after being struck by lightning..." Ye Xiao chose to hide it.

He is the dragon guard and cannot affect his future.

"That's reasonable!" Wenren Zhengyang didn't fully believe it, but he believed that Ye Xiao was real at this moment, "This heart..."

How could Ye Xiao know? He relied entirely on reasoning.

The lightning set by the immortal himself cannot kill him.

Excluding the immortals, there are probably only two people who can leave something in the thunder field - the Demon King or the Soul Emperor!

Now the problem is easier to solve. Neither the Demon King nor the Soul Emperor are allies of the Qin Empire...

No amount of cruelty can be too much to treat your enemies!

Just at this time, Zhou Zheng, Zuodao Broken Sword, and others also came back in despair.

The answer is quite unanimous, "The Soul Sect is gone!"

A hundred miles in radius and three feet of digging are all ashes!

So everyone waited and began to discuss heart problems again.

Zuo Dao tried to chop, and the soul-cutting knife that had been with him for more than thirty years turned into ashes.

Can Jian mourned in silence for Zuo Dao. This was the result of "cutting him with a knife" for no reason. He silently put away the Can Sword that was already in his hand.

The discussion then reached a climax, with some talking about burning it with fire and others talking about pouring poison.

Until Fan Tong suggested soaking in the manure pit, "Bang!"

His heart twitched violently, and electric sparks crackled.

Li Wudao had long discovered what was going on outside. He was a little excited to see so many old friends at once, but when he found out what they were discussing, his face became furious.

"I disagree, this is a kind heart!"

At the critical moment, the eldest lady has to be heard.

The eldest lady went against all objections and said that he discovered the heart and she wanted to keep it herself.

"Qianyue, don't mess around!"

How could such a big thing be allowed for a little girl to act willfully? Hearing this, Zhengyang immediately scolded him.

"Brother, you know me..."

Wenren Qianyue didn't need to say much, Wenren Zhengyang shut up. He knew his sister and always told the truth.

But he still secretly gave an order to Zuo Dao, and Qianli hurried back to the imperial capital to report the matter to His Majesty Zulong!

Logically speaking, it would be best to leave this matter to Ye Xiao. First, he is a dragon guard, and second, he is fast.

But Ye Xiao refused. He was afraid that he would start a fight with him halfway and delay the important event.

Of course, the reason given was that he had been struck by lightning and his body still needed to recover.

This explanation is reasonable, not to mention that Ye Xiaobing is one of Lord Wenren’s men, who was sent to help from above...

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, go back to Qingzhou Mansion first!"

Wenren Zhengyang led a group of people to leave, but it was too late.

The ten major sects are also divided into good and evil, and they have disliked each other for tens of thousands of years.

With such a big thing happening to our "comrades" in the alliance, why wouldn't the Blood Slaughter Sect come and take a look?

So the head of the Blood Slaughter Sect rushed over with his most beloved daughter, two elders of the sect, and a rising star.

After a moment's delay, the treasure seemed to have been obtained by a group of mortals.

In the eyes of practitioners, warriors are just more powerful mortals.

After some negotiation, I found out the identity of the other party. It turned out to be an official of the Qin Empire.

Although the sect does not take the dynasty seriously, it still has to be fair, and the Great Qin Zulong still needs to be given some face.

"Little girl, put down that jade box, tell me what you know, and then you can leave!"

Before the sect leader could speak, an elder with a red face and ringed beard spoke first. As the third elder of the Blood Slaughter Sect, he had to be the bad guy for the sect leader.

"Absolutely impossible!" Wenren Qianyue didn't give any face.

The young man next to the third elder became angry, and he dared not give it to his grandfather!

She was already in a bad mood during labor pains, so she immediately slapped Wenren Qianyue with a big blood-red palm.

Wenren Qianyue never dodges, and her indifferent eyes are full of contempt.

As a talented player of the younger generation, except for Blood Lily, no one has ever dared to look at Zhang Mie like this!

"court death!"

It was too late to say that, but soon, Zhang Mie's figure flashed and he came to Wenren Qianyue.

No matter it was Ye Xiao, Zuo Dao or Can Jian, they had no time to react.

"Qianyue!" Wenren Zhengyang's eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were red. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything.

Zhang Mie has his own arrogance. If he uses his spiritual power to deal with a mortal, he will lose!

A fleshy slap can blow the girl's head away. He doesn't like women with their faces covered the most. A small punishment can be considered a big warning.

Regarding Zhang Mie's rude behavior, neither the leader of the Blood Slaughter Sect nor the elders had any intention of intervening.

Young people should be more impulsive and bloody, which is in line with the style of the Blood Slaughter Sect.

The big blood-red slap kept enlarging in Wenren Qianyue's eyes. Seeing that it was only an inch away, Zhang Mie suddenly stopped.

It seemed like something black flew out of the box, and Zhang Mie's head fell to the ground...