Chapter: 269
And he didn't have a good cultivation environment, because Tang Yifeng, the head teacher of the Jade Blood Sect, encountered a surprise attack on the way back to the sect.
Afterwards, information came out that although Tang Yifeng tried his best to kill the attacker, he himself was also seriously injured. He had been recuperating in Ao Mountain for the past six months and stayed behind closed doors. As for Lu Ye, he died tragically in the aftermath of the battle.
The Jade Blood Sect had just recruited a disciple, but the inheritance was broken again...
Pang Zhen, the deputy leader of the Haotian League confirmed the news, he was furious, ordered a thorough investigation, and indeed caught several big fish secretly colluding with the Wanmo Ridge camp. There was a lot of buzz.
But now it seems that Pang Zhen is completely farting.
That Lu Ye didn't die at all, but was sent to the Lingxi battlefield by Tang Yifeng, and even whether Tang Yifeng was seriously injured has yet to be confirmed.
After all, Tang Yifeng, an old man, looks like an immortal and highly respected, but in fact he has a bad stomach... The monks of the Kyushu Wanmo Ridge camp were deeply poisoned by him.
The speed of news transmission in the practice world is very fast. In just one day, Lu Ye's background and even the fact that he was attacked by the head teacher on the way back to the sect were all dug out. The only difference is the color of his underwear. .
Some things cannot be concealed at all, as long as there are clues, those who are interested can connect all the things together.
For a while, many sects became serious. Bingzhou Jade Blood Sect was a famous sect in Kyushu a few decades ago, and it was also the nightmare of many hostile forces. Down, against the hardships of survival.
In the core circle of the battlefield, where the Danxinmen of the second-rank sect is stationed, on a peak in the back of the mountain, there is a rock protruding like an eagle spreading its wings, called the Eagle Flying Stone. On the Eagle Flying Stone, a figure sits there. The close-fitting long dress outlines the slender figure extremely strong, with snow-white silver hair, judging from his age, he looks about thirty, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.
He sat on the Eagle Flying Stone, with one leg bent and the other hanging in the air, with a wine gourd beside him.
Looking at the setting sun in the west, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd next to him, raised his head and drank, but there was no wine in the gourd, so he just drank for a while.
The young man in white clothes and white hair shook the gourd and sighed leisurely.
At this moment, his eyes lit up, looking at a ray of light flying from below, he chuckled: "Here comes the wine!" Then he waved to the ray of light.
After a while, the light fell beside him, revealing the figure of a delicate and lovely young girl.
The girl was exquisite, wearing a green dress, her hair was tied into two ponytails, and when she showed up, she smiled at the young man with a dimple on the corner of her mouth, which was really pretty.
"Brother!" the girl yelled crisply.
"What brother!" The young man stared, "Call me uncle!"
"Oh?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, a sly light flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Are you sure?"
The young man said seriously: "Seniority should not be messed up, your father is my senior brother, of course you should call me senior uncle."
The girl put her hands behind her back, stepped on the empty space with her foot, and looked at the young man sideways: "Then you can think about it, the senior brother only drinks, as for the senior uncle... go and stay where it is cool."
"Junior Sister Chan'er, you are really naughty!" the young man reprimanded solemnly.
The girl named Chan'er gave a snort, retracted her feet, and took out several wine jars from the storage bag. The young man hurriedly opened one jar, sniffed it, and raised his eyebrows: "Good wine!"
He grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips, burped contentedly, and asked casually, "Why did you make this wine? It's quite old."
While pouring the wine she brought into the young man's wine gourd, the girl casually said: "The wine my mother buried in the green bamboo forest."
The young man was stunned, and looked at Chan'er stupidly: "Isn't this your dowry? You are too courageous, if your mother finds out..."
Chan'er giggled: "If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how could my mother know."
The young man looked at Chan'er with a troubled face, then looked at his wine gourd, raised his head and drank a few more sips, who cares, he's used to being beaten since he was a child, as long as he doesn't leave the battlefield of Lingxi, the old hag won't even think about it what about yourself...
"Senior brother, when will you marry me?" Chan'er filled the wine, sat in front of the young man, and asked seriously. JrNovels.com
Afterwards, information came out that although Tang Yifeng tried his best to kill the attacker, he himself was also seriously injured. He had been recuperating in Ao Mountain for the past six months and stayed behind closed doors. As for Lu Ye, he died tragically in the aftermath of the battle.
The Jade Blood Sect had just recruited a disciple, but the inheritance was broken again...
Pang Zhen, the deputy leader of the Haotian League confirmed the news, he was furious, ordered a thorough investigation, and indeed caught several big fish secretly colluding with the Wanmo Ridge camp. There was a lot of buzz.
But now it seems that Pang Zhen is completely farting.
That Lu Ye didn't die at all, but was sent to the Lingxi battlefield by Tang Yifeng, and even whether Tang Yifeng was seriously injured has yet to be confirmed.
After all, Tang Yifeng, an old man, looks like an immortal and highly respected, but in fact he has a bad stomach... The monks of the Kyushu Wanmo Ridge camp were deeply poisoned by him.
The speed of news transmission in the practice world is very fast. In just one day, Lu Ye's background and even the fact that he was attacked by the head teacher on the way back to the sect were all dug out. The only difference is the color of his underwear. .
Some things cannot be concealed at all, as long as there are clues, those who are interested can connect all the things together.
For a while, many sects became serious. Bingzhou Jade Blood Sect was a famous sect in Kyushu a few decades ago, and it was also the nightmare of many hostile forces. Down, against the hardships of survival.
In the core circle of the battlefield, where the Danxinmen of the second-rank sect is stationed, on a peak in the back of the mountain, there is a rock protruding like an eagle spreading its wings, called the Eagle Flying Stone. On the Eagle Flying Stone, a figure sits there. The close-fitting long dress outlines the slender figure extremely strong, with snow-white silver hair, judging from his age, he looks about thirty, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.
He sat on the Eagle Flying Stone, with one leg bent and the other hanging in the air, with a wine gourd beside him.
Looking at the setting sun in the west, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd next to him, raised his head and drank, but there was no wine in the gourd, so he just drank for a while.
The young man in white clothes and white hair shook the gourd and sighed leisurely.
At this moment, his eyes lit up, looking at a ray of light flying from below, he chuckled: "Here comes the wine!" Then he waved to the ray of light.
After a while, the light fell beside him, revealing the figure of a delicate and lovely young girl.
The girl was exquisite, wearing a green dress, her hair was tied into two ponytails, and when she showed up, she smiled at the young man with a dimple on the corner of her mouth, which was really pretty.
"Brother!" the girl yelled crisply.
"What brother!" The young man stared, "Call me uncle!"
"Oh?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, a sly light flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Are you sure?"
The young man said seriously: "Seniority should not be messed up, your father is my senior brother, of course you should call me senior uncle."
The girl put her hands behind her back, stepped on the empty space with her foot, and looked at the young man sideways: "Then you can think about it, the senior brother only drinks, as for the senior uncle... go and stay where it is cool."
"Junior Sister Chan'er, you are really naughty!" the young man reprimanded solemnly.
The girl named Chan'er gave a snort, retracted her feet, and took out several wine jars from the storage bag. The young man hurriedly opened one jar, sniffed it, and raised his eyebrows: "Good wine!"
He grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips, burped contentedly, and asked casually, "Why did you make this wine? It's quite old."
While pouring the wine she brought into the young man's wine gourd, the girl casually said: "The wine my mother buried in the green bamboo forest."
The young man was stunned, and looked at Chan'er stupidly: "Isn't this your dowry? You are too courageous, if your mother finds out..."
Chan'er giggled: "If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how could my mother know."
The young man looked at Chan'er with a troubled face, then looked at his wine gourd, raised his head and drank a few more sips, who cares, he's used to being beaten since he was a child, as long as he doesn't leave the battlefield of Lingxi, the old hag won't even think about it what about yourself...
"Senior brother, when will you marry me?" Chan'er filled the wine, sat in front of the young man, and asked seriously. JrNovels.com
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