Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang first sent Meihua to look around, but he didn't see anyone lurking, so they went forward together.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the few Taoist priests who actually burned the paper immediately stood up, showing a nervous look, and some even held talismans in their hands, ready to attack.

"Ye Shaoyang! It's you!"

An old Taoist priest at the head, after seeing Ye Shaoyang, was stunned for a moment, put down the whisk in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Ye Shaoyang, what are you doing here?"

"I'll see if they've finished fighting. This...is over long ago?" Ye Shaoyang sized up the old Taoist priest, recalled that he had seen him before, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Poverty Dao Shanhe is the head teacher of this Peach Blossom Mountain."

"Oh, so you are the head teacher here." Ye Shaoyang suddenly said, "Why is there no one here?"

"You guys are late, the fight is over, everyone has left." Master Shanhe said in a hoarse voice.

After finishing speaking, Master Shanhe ignored them and continued to squat down, burning paper in the brazier.

"I said, what was the result of the fight? Both sides left?" Ye Shaoyang knelt down in front of him and asked further.

"Let's go. Xingyue Slave and the others have gone back to Xuanyuan Mountain." Master Shanhe was weak.

"Where's Li Haoran?"

"who?"

"Li Haoran, your patriarch Qingniu."

"He...he is an old man, passed away."

"It's red? What's it red?" Ye Shaoyang didn't understand at first, but Daoyuan Daoyuan beside him understood, and said in surprise: "How is this possible?"

Only then did Ye Shaoyang come back to his senses, as if a thunderbolt flashed in his heart. Li Haoran... is dead?

How is this possible.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed Master Shanhe's neckline and said in a voiceless voice: "What are you talking about, Li Haoran is dead? How could he die!"

Master Shanhe smiled wryly, looked at the brazier in front of him with a dull expression, and said, "If it's fake, what are you doing burning paper here?"

Ye Shaoyang was dumbfounded.

He never dreamed of this result. Li Haoran... Why did Patriarch Qingniu with boundless magic power die?

A disciple beside him cried and said, "Not only is he dead, our ancestors have lost their souls..."

Desperate...

Ye Shaoyang and the others turned pale in shock, looking at each other with unimaginable emotions.

Sibao looked at the paper money in the brazier and said, "It's a shame that you are still mages, and everyone has lost their souls. What are you still burning paper for? Who can get it?"

"The burning of the paper is just to express our own grief, the patriarch left too early..." Master Shanhe sighed, sat on the ground, looked at Ye Shaoyang, and said silently: "Ye Shaoyang, the patriarch did this to save you. If you are still an individual, don't disappoint the expectations of the patriarch, lead the world of magic to resist Xuanyuan Mountain's oppression, and drive them out of the world!"

Ye Shaoyang smiled wryly, "You may not know that your Patriarch Qingniu is my enemy."

"It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, when the lamp goes out after death, your hatred will be wiped out. However, his legacy needs you to inherit it! You must not forget your origin!"

Ye Shaoyang's heart moved, he nodded, he gritted his teeth and said, "With me here, the magic guild can't even think about occupying the world!"

What he said was not pretending, but aimed at his own world. If the magic world is also about to move and wants to incorporate the human magic world, then he will be the first to rise up and drive them away.

Ye Shaoyang also took a knife of paper, stuffed it into the brazier, and inquired carefully about the battle process of Shanhe Zhenren, Shanhe Zhenren also murmured about how the green cow died in the end, and the three souls and seven souls were pecked to pieces by Bi Fang. Li Fei entered the Vajra Cutlery (Grandmaster Qingniu's close-fitting magic weapon is the Vajra Cutlery, yesterday's update was written as a circle of heaven and earth, mainly because I thought both of them were circles, and I made a typo).

After Ye Shaoyang and his group heard this, they were even more horrified. They asked some detailed questions, and then asked about the situation of Taohua Mountain. Disciple, he was burying his dead colleagues. As for the corpses of those magic guilds on the battlefield, they were all taken away by their people.

This battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

"Ye Shaoyang, the Magic Guild wants you to go to Xuanyuan Mountain to replace Zhang Xiaohan. The magic world is also looking for you everywhere, looking for you to take charge of the situation and form an alliance to fight against the Magic Guild. You can't fight against Xuanyuan Mountain alone. You'd better go back to Xuanqing Mountain as soon as possible to meet your master and the others."

"Understood, thank you."

Ye Shaoyang stood up and said goodbye, and asked: "Finally, I want to ask you a question. Before Patriarch Qingniu came, your Peach Blossom Mountain was doing well. Although it is not a great sect, it is also a self-contained school, but now it is like this, and the population is dying. , you... do you blame Patriarch Qingniu?"

Master Shanhe raised his head, glanced at Ye Shaoyang, and said, "If the patriarch hadn't come to point out the maze, we would still be confused and don't know why we practiced Taoism. Now, all the disciples of my Taohuashan died for martyrdom, and they deserved to die. You ask if we are worth it?" worth?"

"I was the one to be rude." Ye Shaoyang bowed and saluted, then turned and left.

Sibao was not as polite as him. He went to the banquet, collected some food from the table, and ran over to distribute it to everyone, but no one ate it.

Everyone hurried down the mountain and started to walk back.

"Do you believe that Li Haoran is really dead?" Ye Shaoyang asked.

"Huh? Is there anything doubtful about this?" Mao Xiaofang said, "So many people are watching, besides, even if Li Haoran tried to hide it from so many people's eyes, it was impossible to hide it from Xingyue. Nu and those two strange beasts."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Sibao swallowed what was in his mouth and said, "It's unbelievable. I still remember the thrilling battle between him and Daofeng in Xingxiu Sea. At that time, I felt that he was quite invincible. Sure enough, a good man can't stand the crowd." Ah, I didn't expect to die here, and my soul is gone, alas."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Do you really think he is dead?"

"Otherwise, there is nothing wrong with Xiaofang's analysis just now."

Ye Shaoyang said: "First, even if it is besieged by three peerless powerhouses, Li Haoran is no match, but if he wants to leave, I don't believe he can't. Second, he has been reincarnated for two thousand years, and in the end he was so easily defeated. Killed, the point is, he and Xingyuenu don't really have any hatred, both sides are fighting for anger, it's not a life-and-death struggle, so it's too inexplicable to just die like this?"

When Sibao and the others heard this, they also frowned and murmured. "But this is all your inference, there is no evidence."