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"That's right, this name should be familiar to you!" Fang Yinxue took two steps forward and stood side by side with the man in black.

Ling Junwu sighed: "I don't know the Zuo Zuisi you mentioned, do you two recognize the wrong person?"

"It's absolutely impossible!" the black-robed man said firmly, "You killed him. I have his original order card in my hand. I can be sure that the one who killed Aspen was you."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Ling Junwu covered his mouth, but the cough still came out uncontrollably, "I really don't know Zuo Zuisi, you must be...cough...you must have identified the wrong person."

The man in black fixed his eyes on Ling Junwu emotionlessly: "The broken tone clock in your hand, you said that you got it from one person, right? This thing is the token of love between Xue'er and As, he said However, unless he is dead, he will never let this clock leave his body by half an inch."

"It's also possible that someone else killed Zuo Zuisi and robbed this magic weapon?" Ling Junwu smiled wryly, "It seems that I just suffered an unreasonable disaster."

"No, it's you! As I said, I have Aspen's command card in my hand. At the moment his soul died, I used this command card to see the appearance of the murderer."

"So that's how it is!" Ling Junwu stood up straight, and the red silk appeared and floated around his body, protecting his master, "Zuo Zuisi is the husband of Senior Sister, and is your friend or relative. You are looking for revenge on me. I really don't care." Thinking that I, Ling Junwu, will have this day, it seems that it is really a karmic cycle in the world."

The man in black took off the hood on his head, his eyes were extremely sharp: "Asi is Xue'er's fiancé, and I am his brother."

"It turned out to be you who killed my husband." Fang Yinxue's resentful eyes were mixed with pain, "Ling Junwu, pay with blood!"

"What?" Ling Junwu looked back and forth between the two, and suddenly laughed, "So, you are not sure whether the murderer is me, and what you said just now seems to be deceiving me."

"Up to now, I don't ask you why you killed my brother, but, today, your life must stay here."

Ling Junwu sighed, and shook his head lightly: "Back then, my elder brother warned me not to be arrogant! I also commented that my behavior seemed low-key and cautious, but in reality it revealed a sense of pride and complacency. To be honest, because it was what my elder brother said, so I will definitely listen, but even I didn’t realize that, in fact, my words and deeds are not rigorous, and it is too arrogant to fall to such a point now.”

The man in black raised his right hand and swiped in front of him, several fire dragons flew up, staring at Ling Junwu, ready to go.

"You mean, you originally thought that with your own strength, you could counter the two of us?" The man in black laughed, "I don't know what you are delaying, but you have no chance to escape."

Ling Junwu took out the Blood Demon Spear, picked it out from the bottom up, and smashed the Fire Dragon's head in one fell swoop.

The cave was filled with white mist at some point, and there was a faint pink in the mist. Although it was hazy and beautiful, it was definitely a dangerous thing.

"Brother Zuo?"

"Xue'er, be careful." The black-robed man kept his eyes on Ling Junwu, "It seems that you still have a lot of back-ups, but why don't you use the means to kill the 'ten thousand cave ants'?"

Ling Junwu concentrated his attention on attacking the fire dragon in front of him, while guarding against Fang Yinxue and the man in black.

The white mist is getting thicker and thicker.

Fang Yinxue also did not relax her attention to Ling Junwu all the time. This person has a lot of tricks, and he must not underestimate the enemy.

"Xue'er, be careful, this white mist is weird."

Fang Yinxue showed surprise: "Peach Blossom Miasma, Senior Brother Zuo, there is Peach Blossom Miasma in this white mist. This is a highly poisonous substance. If the miasma enters the body, it can make people sleepy and unconscious, and the whole body will overflow with spiritual energy until death. Although this miasma Thin, but still impactful."

The black-robed man no longer waited and watched, and stepped forward to attack Ling Junwu himself: "It really makes people more and more surprised, it seems that we can only make a quick decision."

Ling Junwu dodged the black-robed man's attack and hid himself in the thick white mist. He felt a little grateful in his heart and said: "Mixin Pearl is more effective when used by surprise. Fortunately, the peach blossom miasma attracted the attention of the two. They haven't seen it yet." Perceived the true utility of White Mist.

The palms of the man in black looked very thin, even a little dry, obviously exuding a dangerous aura, and he attacked extremely fast.

With Fang Yinxue restraining him, Ling Junwu's body skills were limited, so he had no choice but to face the black-robed man with a palm. The force of this palm directly shook him back again and again. The opponent's palm was not like flesh and blood, it was as hard as a piece of flesh. Iron hardwood.

"Cough cough!" Ling Junwu threw the gorefiend towards Fang Yinxue, and temporarily took a step back. He didn't care to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and caught the black-robed man's palm again.

"Poison?" Ling Junwu looked at his right hand that was infected with black and purple, frowned and looked at the man in black, leaning his back against the stone wall in the cave.

"You have no way out, just grab it!" Fang Yinxue and the man in black exchanged a wink, and they attacked again tacitly.

Ling Junwu's eyes were stained with a trace of blood red, and he snatched the blood demon inserted into the storage bag, and suddenly felt a burst of spiritual power on his body.

The black-robed man pulled Fang Yinxue to open the protective barrier to escape, and at the same time released another palm towards Ling Junwu, looking at the suddenly abnormal person suspiciously: "What's going on? trick?"

"Senior Brother Zuo, I think the situation is a bit bad."

Beautiful flowers suddenly bloomed in the white mist, and countless vines with thorns grew rapidly and filled the entire space.

"what is this?"

"Brother Zuo!"

After everything returned to calm, the white mist disappeared, and Ling Junwu also disappeared.

Fang Yinxue took off the torn hem of the skirt, panting and moved to the side of the man in black: "Brother Zuo, he escaped, what was that just now?"

"I didn't see clearly what it was. I didn't expect the other party to have such a means to let him escape."

"Want to chase?"

The man in black looked around the empty cave and shook his head: "I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up."

"This...if he returns to the sect..."

"At this point, we can only rush back as soon as possible. Outer sect disciples are not taken seriously. Even if he reports the matter to the public, the steward will not punish the two of us because of him alone. Besides, as long as we bite the bullet If you deny this matter, after a long time, it will probably be nothing."

"That's the only way to go." Fang Yinxue helped the man in black to stand up, "Brother Zuo, are you okay? Just now you only cared about protecting me, did you get hurt?"

"It was rubbed a little, it's just a minor injury, it's okay, let's go!"

It was already bright, the sun shone into the Wanku Valley, and the fog was slowly dissipating. The scene in the valley was just like what the four of them had seen the day they first came here. It was beautiful and quiet.

Ling Junwu ran desperately in the air, his consciousness gradually became confused: If Huang Quanhua hadn't been forcibly awakened, I would have died by now!I don't know if this move will affect Huang Quanhua's advancement, but this is not something I'm considering now!You must go back as soon as possible, if you are caught up by those two people, you will definitely die.

"My cultivation level is indeed stronger than that of ordinary monks of the same level, but this is nothing. There are many people with higher cultivation levels than me. If I act so carelessly in the future, a few lives will not be enough! I You can't rely on forever... rely on brother! I swore to protect brother, so what qualifications do you have to say protect brother like this?"

Inside the Wansheng Gate.

"You mean that Ling Junwu has come back, but he went directly to retreat?"

Xue Yifan looked at Fang Yinxue's serious face, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Senior Brother Ling came back not long ago, Senior Brother, he doesn't look very well, after paying a large amount of Lingshi, he went to 'Juling Mountain' to retreat gone."

The man in black waved his hand: "Okay, it's none of your business here, let's go!"

"Yes, Senior Sister Yinxue, Senior Brother, I'm leaving first, just summon me if you need anything." Xue Yifan turned and left full of doubts and conjectures.

"Brother Zuo, it seems that Ling Junwu is seriously injured."

"It seems to be true, but why didn't he report the matter to the teacher?"

Fang Yinxue pondered for a moment: "Perhaps, he also thought that even if this matter is reported, there will be no results?"

"I think it's not just that." The black-robed man sighed, "No matter what, now that he is in 'Juling Mountain', we can't do anything to him, we can only wait until the day he leaves the customs."

"Don't we...don't take this opportunity to leave?" Fang Yinxue said worriedly, "It's all your conjecture. If that person can enter Wansheng Gate, he must have some contacts in the gate. Maybe this time it's really him. The injury is too serious, there is no chance to inform the other party, if we wait for him to retreat, we may be in trouble."

"Your worry is not unreasonable, but apart from Wanshengmen, looking at the entire cultivation world, where else can the cultivation conditions be compared with here? Besides, even if Ling Junwu has someone here, his status may not be very high, otherwise He is not just an outer disciple, at least he can also enter the inner sect."

"Senior Brother Zuo also makes sense, so wait until the day he leaves the customs to make plans! I guess he won't come out for a while, so we don't have to worry about it for the time being." Fang Yinxue patted the storage hanging on his waist Bag, "Let's hand in the task first! With this task and our cultivation, we should be able to enter the inner door."

"Ok!"

In a certain cave in Juling Mountain, Ling Junwu's body was full of abnormal aura. He was obviously already in his own deep spiritual world, everything outside was isolated, and he devoted himself to healing his wounds. Little by little.

In the Valley of Fire, Ling Huisheng showed a difficult look on his face, and the black sword in front of him seemed to be trying to break free from his control, and even wanted to bite him back.

"This sword is really not a mundane thing, maybe it is really an artifact of the upper realm!"

Fang Yinxue and the black-robed man successfully entered the inner gate, everything in the Wansheng gate was the same as usual, and the days of cultivation passed day by day.