"More than ten years, let me think, it should be seventeen years." Another disciple said.

"Seventeen years?" Liu Sanjue was slightly stunned.

He knew Lu Hanyu 18 years ago, that is to say, shortly after their separation, Lu Hanyu died.

"Ah, Han Yu, why did he leave like this?" Liu Sanjue stamped his feet, muttered to himself with a sad face, and his eyes were filled with tears.

In recent years, he has almost traveled all over the spiritual realm, and he has met many people, but Lu Hanyu is the only one who can really be regarded as a confidant. Suddenly heard that Lu Hanyu is not in the world, his heart is mixed.

To this day, he still remembers the scene when they had a drink before parting, but he didn't expect that parting on that day would be farewell forever.

"How did he die?" Wiped to wipe canthus of the eye, Liu San Jue uses a little hoarse voice to ask a way.

"At that time, our Yunchuan sect and zhenglei sect were disputing over the ownership of ziyuetan, and both sides sent their own people to discuss the matter. Because zhenglei sect was only a inferior sect, and its strength was far less than our Yunchuan sect, so the Lord didn't care too much. It happened that when the little Lord came back from experience, he sent the little Lord to deal with the matter.

I didn't expect that zhengleizong was despicable, so I sent someone to rob and kill him halfway. The leader of zhengleizong was Lei Qiming. At that time, the young patriarch had already attained the cultivation of the second grade of emperor and saint. He was not afraid of them at first, but at that time, his old wounds recurred and he was killed by zhenglei Qiming. " A disciple of Yunchuan clan said with a look of sadness and indignation.

"You said the old wound recurred. When did he get hurt?" Liu Sanjue was slightly stunned and asked.

Lu Hanyu just separated from him at that time. Although he had been seriously injured before, he almost lost his life. However, under his treatment, he had already recovered from the injury. Moreover, he had carefully examined him at that time. Except for that time when he was unlucky and met a group of monsters, Lu Hanyu had not been injured before, and there was absolutely no hidden danger.

"I'm not sure. I just heard that Shao Zong Zhu's Shengqi retrograde meridian burst at that time, but he was not possessed by the devil. It should be that his old injury recurred." Said the disciple.

"Later, the Lord himself went to collect the corpse, which was also said after the examination." Another disciple added.

Now that the master of Yunchuan sect has come to such a conclusion, of course there will be no mistake. Maybe he was seriously injured on the way back? Could it be that this was his doom, and he was doomed to be unable to change it.

So he guessed that Liu Sanjue was sad again.

"Where is Zheng Lei Zong?" A moment later, he suddenly asked, and there was a cold killing opportunity on his body.

As a strong man in the realm of emperor and Saint, and a saint alchemist at the same time, he was used to life and death for a long time. Of course, he didn't fall into deep sorrow and couldn't extricate himself, but his only confidant died at the hands of others. Anyway, he would take revenge for him!

"It has been destroyed by the Lord, and the Lord Lei Qiming has also been killed by the Lord himself. His body will be broken." Several disciples of Yunchuan sect said in one voice.

"Well done, well done!" Liu Sanjue said in a loud voice, the killing machine on his body gradually dissipated, but he could no longer control his grief, and two strings of old tears came out of his eyes.

"That's right. It's just a lower class sect. How dare you offend our Yunchuan sect? How dare you sneak up on our young Lord? It's cheap for him to break up his body." Several disciples of Yunchuan sect also hated zhenglei sect, and the leader of zhenglei sect, Lei Qiming. They gritted their teeth and agreed.