Chapter 56

Ten days later, the hunting officially ended, and the disciples returned to the agreed place one after another.

The initial number was more than 900, but it was not until this evening that more than 600 people were gathered, and 280 disciples did not come back.

Most of them died in the fight in underground karst caves.

It has been taken over and controlled by Qingyun sect and cleaned up a lot of spirit grass and crystal stones.

Although the losses were heavy, most of the disciples were still excited. They gained in underground karst caves, and some of them were jealous.

He xiangtian looked gloomy and sat in the corner with his team. They had the greatest harvest that day, but after a chaos, they not only sacrificed more than a dozen disciples, but there were only a lot of treasures left in the end. No one could get one. He was really angry. They had been hiding in the forest to recover from their injuries for ten days and had no intention to continue hunting.

The culprit is the killer.

Where did it come from? Why kill Tang Baonan? The more he xiangtian thinks about it, the more strange and oppressive he xiangtian is. Who did I provoke! "Start tomorrow!"

The five elders didn't leave in a hurry and decided to wait another night. Although every hunting action says "no waiting until it's overdue", when it's really over, they will try to wait as much as possible. After all, they are all disciples of Qingyun sect. They can't abandon them without abandoning them.

During the night, disciples came back one after another. Most of them were very embarrassed. When they saw that the elders were still here, they bowed again and again to express their gratitude. There are still three days to go from here to Qingyun sect. If they are allowed to run back by themselves, they may encounter some danger.

"Where's Qin's life? Dead?" a disciple beside he xiangtian suddenly made a noise.

"Qin life?" he xiangtian raised his gloomy eyes and almost forgot the boy.

"Which of you has caught Qin's life?" a disciple went around and asked all the disciples of the great elder sect. They all shook their heads.

Someone sneered: "maybe he died early. It's strange that he is a man with his strength and can survive."

"I saw Qin Ming ten days ago and lived in a mess," said the man of Tang Baonan's team. There were eight people in their team, but now there are only four left. Even the captain Tang Baonan died in the cave. The sad thing is that he doesn't even know who killed him.

"Didn't catch him?" he Xiang Tian Jian frowned slightly. How did he catch him? "Let him run away." they didn't want to say what happened that day and were ashamed to say it.

Someone said, "Qin Ming hasn't come back yet. He may have died in the mouth of the monster."

They didn't care about Qin's life. They were all angry about being a karst cave at the bottom of the world and hated the bastard with a mask.

The next morning.

"Almost all those who should have come are back. Let's go." the elders counted the number, 683, and 235 disciples didn't come back.

An elder specially looked for the shadow of Qin Ming, but he shook his head in disappointment. It seems that he xiangtian and he xiangtian have dealt with it. Alas, the elder has not executed Qin Ming for eight years. Why does he acquiesce in his disciple's death now? Does it feel useless, or is it because Qin Ming's talent stimulated the elder? Poor child, poor Qin family.

Ling Xue silently looks back at the dense forest. He hasn't come back yet. Where has he gone? "Elder martial sister Ling Xue, we should go back." the disciple of Yaoshan urged her.

Ling Xue looked absently for a while and turned and walked into the team.

"I don't seem to see Qin Ming."

"He won't die in the forest, will he?"

"Alas, poor man, I have no luck. I was born in the city Lord's residence. I was well-dressed and rich. As a result, my family broke down and people died just when I was sensible. I was escorted to Qingyun sect as a servant. I finally became a Lingwu realm and died in the forest."

"The word life is life. Whoever has it in his name will not live long."

"He deserves it. He knows someone is going to kill him."

"For eight years, he almost died many times. Finally, he came through. This time, he should be really dead."

Other disciples also noticed that Qin Ming didn't come back, some regretted and some mocked.

All forms of life, that's it.

They all guessed that he xiangtian and others might have murdered Qin Ming, but no one was stupid enough to talk. It's just a little servant. It has nothing to do with their life. It's at most a talk after dinner.

"Let's go!" the elders ordered again, and the team set out in a mighty manner.

The disciples exchanged excitedly on the way. Some were glad that they had finished hunting, some were happy that they had a good harvest, and others were exchanging experience and agreed to come again next time.

Ling Xue looked back several times on the road and didn't find Qin Ming.

Other disciples gradually forgot Qin's life and died when they died, so as not to be sad for him. On the contrary, they are interested in how Qingyun sect will deal with the 200000 slaves in Daqingshan. The reason why these people are honest slaves is partly because a young city Lord is in custody and can't resist. Now that the young city Lord is dead, will the 200000 people still have peace? "Alas, if Qin Ming is really dead, many people will still be involved." an elder whispered that no one will care when Qin Ming is alive, but if he is really dead, the patriarch and elder mubai are not easy to explain.

Two days later, in the evening, fierce fighting suddenly appeared in the dense forest ahead, and the roar of the monster was very shocking.

All the disciples looked around one after another. Are the mercenaries hunting monsters? During the hunting operation, they really didn't want to meet the mercenary team, but now they are confident and look there with great interest.

The elder who walked in the front waved to the team to stop and looked coldly at the front. He didn't want to get into trouble.

After a while, accompanied by a loud rumble, a magnificent iron bull flew sideways and crashed into the front of the team. Its huge body hit and roared among the strong trees. The trees shook and the branches and leaves flew in disorder. The scene was exciting.

Many female disciples exclaimed, savage!! A figure followed and threw his fist at the bull.

The bull swayed, screamed and ran away in fear.

The man tossed in the air and swung his fist violently. His rotating fist was with a strong wind. However, from the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the vast crowd next to him. He was in a trance and slightly weak. He passed by the tin bull. His fist didn't fall on his head, but broke the boulder next to him.

The man looked at the team in surprise, and the team looked at him in amazement.

"How did you get here?" the man wondered.

"Qin life?" many people in the team looked at him in surprise.

The tin bull picked up his life from under the iron fist, hissed at Qin's life and fled into the dense forest.

"Stop it, that's dinner!" Qin Ming shouted.

A long knife soared into the sky. It was so sharp that it hit the iron bull.

"Pooh!"

The blood splashed, and the long knife easily split the hard armor of the iron ox.

The bull fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

Kill with a knife!

The chaos stopped, but the atmosphere was a little strange.

TIESHANHE stepped out of the team and took the big knife: "I have a share of this dinner."

Qin Ming patted the gravel dust on his body and looked at the quiet team: "shouldn't you... Go back?"

"Why are you here!" someone wondered. It was Qin Ming! "I was still in the innermost part of the main sacrifice mountain a few days ago. I can't catch up with the gathering. I don't think you will wait for me. Before you arrive at the gathering place, you go back to Qingyun sect. Why are you... Slower than me?"

He didn't plan to join the team. He was ready to practice all the way back and stay in the mountains for as many days as possible.

Another reason is that he is still a little afraid to see Ling Xue, a disciple of Yaoshan, and doesn't know how to face it.

Someone in the team smiled: "this boy's life is really hard, but he can't die, hehe."

"Return!" an elder drank coldly.

"Yes!" Qin Ming noticed the strange faces of many disciples, but he didn't take them seriously. He muttered in his heart that I won't die. I'm angry with you.