Chapter 4478

As Bian Haixiang's voice fell, it was only at this time in the cave that an old but full of Zhongqi voice came slowly from inside.

At the same time, because of the promise of this voice, the middle-aged man's face was dignified and solemn. He slowly stood up and strode towards the cave.

As you can see, there is an ice bed carved by a piece of ice in the cave.

On the ice bed, there is a man with a peaceful breath, without any real fluctuation.

Before Bian Haixiang came to the ice bed, he knelt on one knee again. He bowed and said.

"Master, disciple Bian Haixiang came to plead guilty. I hope master will punish him!"

At first glance, the face of the man on the ice bed looks like a young man of 25 or 6 years old.

But if you look at it carefully, you will feel that he is a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties.

It has to be said that this is a person whose age is hard to see through at a glance!

After hearing Bian Haixiang's words, the man slowly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes contains the universe, vast and deep, and his mouth is light to spit out a word, Tao.

"Bian Haixiang, why are you guilty?"

The man looks at Bian Haixiang, who is kneeling on one knee under his ice bed——

Looking at him like that, not only did he not look at his disciples, but there was a kind of standing on the sky and looking down at a creeping, shivering creature.

But few people know that the middle-aged man named Bian Haixiang, who kneels on one knee in front of him, is his chief disciple.

At the same time, Bian Haixiang is also one of the best disciples in his cultivation and understanding.

"Shifu, younger martial brother Chu and another local killer organized by Luocha are all in China, among whom younger martial brother Chu was killed in Hangzhou, China!"

"I know that my ability is limited and I can't avenge younger martial brother Chu. I'm here to ask my master for punishment!"

After Bian Haixiang said here, he held his hands on the ground and bowed to the spot directly. His forehead hit the frozen soil heavily and sent out "Dong --!" A muffled sound reverberated in the ice caves for a long time.

Although his close disciple Chu Yuntian died in a foreign country, how could Qin Zongheng care about half a cent because of such trifles?

Like him, Qin Zongheng has been running around for decades at home and abroad. If he has no one, there are not 100 disciples, there are 80.

One or two of these deaths and injuries are harmless. They are just floating clouds on the horizon.

Moreover, compared with the death of his apprentice, Qin Zongheng was more concerned about his supreme pursuit in this practice!

"Oh, whose hand did Chu Yuntian die?"

Qin Zongheng's eyes drooped and his tone was flat and indifferent.

From his indifferent tone, it's not hard to tell that this man doesn't care about the death of his so-called disciple Chu Yuntian.

"If you go back to master, this is just a young man who has just completed his weak crown."

When Bian Haixiang said this, his answer was very straightforward, but there was a cold sweat about the size of a bean on his forehead. As soon as he fell down from his cheek, he had already fallen to the ground as an ice crystal