Who lost this loyal dog?

Fu Yeming looked at A Yao's appearance as a young adult, and he didn't make any excuses because of her young age. He explained seriously: "Because I discovered something more interesting."

A Yao nodded and continued to look at him.

"You..." Fu Yeming turned and walked forward, explaining slowly by the way: "Before leaving the mountain, I told Wulong and the others not to conflict with the righteous way of martial arts. Xiao Si is the first disciple of Huashan, and his status is different from other disciples. Killing him will definitely lead to the immortality of Youming and Huashan. It is impossible for Luo Wulong not to know, but Xiao Si is still dead."

A Yao followed Fu Yeming in small steps, frowned and thought for a while, raised her head, and said with a sideways head: "Wulong and the others together can't beat Alang. They were so shocked that they dared not disobey A Lang's words."

"Ayao is right." Fu Yeming praised and touched the back of Ayao's head with a smile.

Relying on her small stature, A Yao bent over to hide her hair: "I combed my hair with great difficulty, if A Lang touches it again, it will become messy."

Fu Yeming felt empty, and said sadly: "Ayao gave me the touch just now..."

A Yao shook her head and said convincingly: "There were outsiders there just now, how can it be the same as now? A Lang, you haven't finished talking yet, so don't interrupt."

Fu Yeming had no choice but to surrender to this eccentric little girl, and continued, "Luo Wulong said that during the day, they saw a person wearing a Huashan school uniform sneaking outside the camp. Hey, because of my order, he didn't kill anyone, pretended not to notice, and the camp was attacked that night. Luo Wulong, Shi Qiuyang, and Jin Yuluo went out to chase, and bumped into Huashan's leader Xiao Si head-on."

"Ah!" A Yao gasped, quickly covered her mouth, looked around like a thief, and found that there was no one else around except them, so she was relieved.

"They fought Xiao Si for a few tricks, and then quickly led them away. Xiao Si's martial arts are very good, and Luo Wulong was injured a little bit in order to escape."

Speaking of this, Fu Yeming spread his hands: "But the next day, Xiao Si died, and all the disciples in Huashan were killed, and there was no one left alive. This pot was held on my Youming by the martial arts."

When he mentioned the words "Wulin decent", he read it lightly and quickly, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps Fu Yeming looked too sad, the little girl stood on tiptoe and extended her hand to pat his arm: "Don't be sad, Aaron, I know you didn't do it, they wronged good people."

Fu Yeming couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing, in exchange for Ayao's angry stare.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Fu Yeming patted A Yao, "The person who shouldn't die is dead, either, Luo Wulong thinks he is full-winged, and he is so brave that he dares to confront me, or, There is a third force that wants to stir up disputes between the Netherworld and the Righteous Way, so they can fish in troubled waters."

A Yao's eyes widened immediately, and she looked at Fu Yeming worriedly: "Then Alang is in danger?"

"Oh?" Fu Yeming raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't Ah Lang say, Ming...Ming..."

The words came to her lips but she forgot how to say them, A Yao bit her lips anxiously.

"It's easy to hide with a bright gun, but hard to defend against a dark arrow."

"Yes, that's the sentence." A Yao asked Fu Yeming by the hem of his clothes, "A Lang taught me to be careful of the enemies hiding in the dark, why isn't A Lang himself worried?"

"What am I worried about?" Fu Yeming raised his eyebrows and smiled heartlessly, "Everyone in the nether world counts as one, and there is no one good thing. It's just good to die. Even if they all die cleanly, it's nothing more than me. Change to another batch of dispatchers, anyway, it won’t delay my search. As long as I am better than them, everyone will obey me. Maybe the next batch will be more obedient than this one..."

Before Fu Yeming finished speaking, A Yao stared at her round and bright eyes, and asked happily: "Alang, Alang, can we replace the little stone and Wulong? The way they look at me is very annoying."

"Then we have to wait until they are useless, or when A Yao becomes more powerful, go and dig out their eyes." Fu Yeming patted her forehead lightly, suggesting.

A Yao covered her head and let out a long sigh worriedly: "Oh...then it will take a long time..."

Fu Yeming smiled and shook his head: "We have been out for so long, we should go back."

"Oh."

The little girl walked away unwillingly, she lowered her head and followed Fu Yeming slowly forward.

On the other side, Zhang Ze and others searched this valley for a long time, but they found nothing except the Huashan School disciple lying on the ground, not even Xiao Si's body.

"Could it be taken away by the Nether people?" Lu Xiaoyu asked.

There was clearly a shopping fight here, but there were no enemy pawns. It must be that Nether had swept the valley after defeating the Huashan faction, so it is not impossible for them to take away Xiao Si's body by the way.

Bi Yan was puzzled: "But what do they want Xiao Si's body for?"

"Cover up the cause of death?" Lu Xiaoyu guessed wildly.

"Heh," Feng Huiyao who was not far away snorted coldly, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiao Si was killed by Nether, so what's there to cover up?"

Lu Xiaoyu couldn't get used to this man's high-spirited appearance the most, and said quickly: "Did you see it with your own eyes or heard it with your own ears? Didn't you hear that man just said that Senior Brother Xiao was not killed by You Ming?"

"Junior Sister Lu, I think that person is probably from Youming. Do you believe the words of this kind of unknown person? Junior Sister is still young, so it's understandable that she didn't think carefully." Feng Huiyao shook his head again and again, looking Hate his indisputable appearance.

"you!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Zuo Yuzhuo intervened between them with a dignified expression, and persuaded him earnestly: "You Ming is at your side, and you two are both disciples of the Seven Sects, so you should be in the same spirit, watch over and help each other, and don't do it for personal reasons. The enemy took advantage of the loopholes. Miss Lu, can I trouble you to search in the woods over there to see if you can find any clues? Feng Shaoxia, I also need you to work with us to restrain the corpses of Huashan disciples."

The business is important, always give Changge a face, Lu Xiaoyu turned away with an ugly face.

Bi Yan hesitated for a while, followed Lu Xiaoyu and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This Zuo Yuzhuo is an exquisite character, similar to his master Xie Shengning." Witnessing the dispute over there from a distance, Zhang Ze checked the bodies of the dead Huashan disciples one by one, trying to find out some clues.

Zuo Yuzhuo seemed to be aware of his gaze, and nodded to this side, Zhang Zeyao returned a salute.

Tianyi was checking the wound of the deceased, and replied after hearing the words: "Zuo Yuzhuo is the next head of the Changge School selected by Xie Shengning, and he has been with him to teach him carefully. Part of the business was handed over to him."

"No wonder."

Zhang Ze got up and moved his numb body.

The wounds on these people were of different depths and lengths, most of them were caused by swords. They overlapped each other, layer by layer, but it was not so easy to see any clues.

Knowing that he only has the kung fu of a triangular cat, he walked back and forth a few steps and asked, "Tian Yi, what do you think?"

Tianyi half-kneeled beside the corpse in silence, shook his head slightly, his brows were filled with worry, his eyes wandered, and he would sneak a glance at his master from time to time, hesitant to speak.

Catching Tianyi's gaze, Zhang Ze turned his head to look at the entangled person, and asked, "What's the matter, Tianyi? Did you find anything?"

Tianyi first shook his head in denial, and then cautiously mentioned: "Young Master Gu..."

Gu Qingfeng...

Zhang Ze paused with his raised hand, was startled, and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Don't call him 'Mr. Gu' anymore."

He is just innocent and not stupid. Fu Yeming's words are so clear that he already has guesses about Gu Qingfeng's identity.

Such a big man, how can they be called brothers and sisters like them, maybe even the name "Gu Qingfeng" was made up by that person casually.

Tianyi asked again: "Then what is the master planning to do?"

Zhang Ze took a deep breath, and clenched the hand that was hanging by his side: "I'm going to see him again and ask the matter clearly. And your drunken flower Yin, if it's really what he did..."

He was at a loss for words.

If Gu Qingfeng really did it, what can he do?

Kill Gu Qingfeng to vent his anger?

Do not be silly!

The wrath of the emperor, bleeding and floating oars, the wrath of commoners, blood spattering five steps, but it can make the world nothing.

But he couldn't bear the consequences of doing so.

"If it's what he did, after getting the antidote, we will immediately stay away from the capital, and we won't be one step closer in this life."

To live alone is probably the only protest he can do.

Thinking of all the past, Zhang Ze looked at Tian Yi beside him, and belatedly asked, "Did you know that a long time ago, and that's why you let me stay away from him?"

Tianyi was startled suddenly, and his breath missed a beat.

Do not,

Zhang Ze nodded clearly: "I see."

no,

Before he could really say these words, the familiar feeling of oppression surged from all directions, with a heavy burden on his chest, and every breath was extremely difficult.

Tianyi gritted his teeth and endured stronger and stronger suffocation and squeezing, struggling to say something.

Seeing Tianyi bowed his head and said nothing, Zhang Ze blamed himself for not knowing people clearly, and reached out to pat Tianyi's shoulder lightly.

It happened that Bi Yan got out of the woods and said that he had found Xiao Si's body.

"Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Ze went to Bi Yan.

Tianyi watched helplessly as his master left, and what also disappeared was the huge oppression that was immovable by human beings.

He tried his best to calm down the turbulent blood in his heart, stood up silently, walked a few steps quickly, and followed Zhang Ze who deliberately slowed down.

The place where Xiao Si is located is some distance away from the small valley, and there is a depression under his body, so he was not discovered immediately.

Rao Zhang Ze smelled the soaring blood in the vicinity and knew that the scene was not good. The moment he really saw it clearly, his throat was tight, his hair stood on end, and his stomach felt nauseated.

The corpse in the pit was not so much a human being as it was just a pile of meat paste, red, white, black, and yellow mixed together, and it was impossible to tell where it was.

If Sha Youqing hadn't recognized that the broken sword that fell next to him was Xiao Si's saber, no one would have believed that this inhuman "thing" was the young and promising Huashan disciple.

In summer, the temperature is high, there are many mosquitoes, and the corpses are easy to corrode, but within a day or two, the pile of rotten meat has been covered with all kinds of insects, so dense that it makes people's scalp numb, and even the overnight meal has to be spit out.

Zhang Ze really couldn't stand such a scene, he only persisted for a short while and couldn't help but walk away to get a breath of fresh air elsewhere.

Others, Zuo Yuzhuo and Sha Youqing, who are tough-tempered, can barely stay by the pit looking for clues with pale faces. Lu Xiaoyu and Bi Yan have already vomited while holding the tree, and Feng Huiyao, who has always been out of gregarious, has no ridicule now. He only looked at it from a distance, then covered his face with a fan and refused to approach.

Zhang Ze turned around, and accidentally found a very thin scar on a tree, neatly circled around the tree, as if something had been tied to the tree: "Young Xia Zuo."

Hearing the sound, Zuo Yuzhuo came over to check it out, and said in a low voice, "Not only this place, Miss Lu also found two or three places like this in other places."

Tianyi's words awakened the dreamer: "Master, I have heard that Jin Yuluo, one of the Seven Netherworlds, used the black jade silk to a superb level, and killed people invisibly. The black jade silk is meteorite infiltrated with silver, tempered It is made into silk, and then mixed with jade spider silk, it is as thin as a cow's hair, very flexible, and after infused with inner strength, it cuts iron like mud, so Jin Yuluo is named 'poisonous spider'."

"Despicable!" Sha Youqing restrained Xiao Si's parts that had been broken into several sections, biting his back molars and spat out two words viciously.

Qin Xun said that two people attacked the camp, but there were actually three.

Luo Wulong and one of them stepped forward to provoke Xiao Si, and Jin Yuluo, a poisonous spider, laid a spider web, and when Xiao Si was entangled by those two people, he had no time to launch a surprise attack, turning him into a piece of meat.

Three well-known seniors in the martial arts world, to deal with a junior in his early twenties, but also to use such low-handed methods, what is it if it is not despicable!

Zuo Yuzhuo said: "This place has been explored almost, I am going to send a letter to Master immediately after returning to the inn, to report the situation here, and let Master send elders to come for reinforcements as soon as possible."

"That's all."

Several people present nodded.

After traveling around for a day, returning to the inn, Sha Youqing handed over the Broken Sword to Qin Xun, while Bi Yan handed over what he discovered during the day to Rong Fang and Qiu Anlan who stayed behind.

Luo Wulong's palm print, the traces of Jin Yuluo's mysterious jade silk left in the woods, and the hidden weapon left by Shi Qiuyang discovered by Zhang Ze, Zuo Yuzhuo collected these discoveries and organized them into letters and flying pigeons.

The matter temporarily came to an end, and everyone dispersed.

After setting up Tianyi, Zhang Ze returned to his room, didn't even bother to eat, washed up casually, then turned off the lights and went to bed.

As the night grew darker, after a faint electric sound, a row of inconspicuous subtitles gradually appeared in Zhang Ze's mind, and then gradually disappeared.

"Story progress: 98130 percent. Host soul strength detection: (100000/[-])".