Chapter 152

In front of jubaozhai, Jun Wuxie asked the steward.

He wants to know what happened here!

"We can't tell outsiders about our internal affairs. I'm sorry I can't tell you about the identity of the master..."

The steward was very embarrassed and didn't want to talk about it.

You are innocent and full of anger, but you are not forced.

He knows the background of jubaozhai. The female steward in front of him is not high. He naturally doesn't dare to say much about very important things.

"If you don't say it, I'll find out who he is!"

Jun Wuxie turned and left. Instead of returning to zongwang college, he went to the hunter guild.

With Yan Qingcheng here, any strong king must lie down!

With his own strength, he really can't compete with the old strong people in the king's territory. He must rely on the strength of others.

Either mysterious woman or Yan Qingcheng.

He didn't go in and waited quietly in front of the hunter guild.

After a short time, Yan Qingcheng came out in a long purple dress with half his face covered.

Seeing Jun Wuxie at the door, his eyes showed a trace of surprise.

"Didn't you go to jubaozhai to see your sister?"

She came forward and saw Jun Wuye's face was ugly, her eyes were cold, and the whole person was full of hostility. She was surprised: "what's the matter?"

"Something happened..."

Jun Wuxie said what he saw in jubaozhai with a gloomy face.

"Monk?" Yan Qingcheng's eyes flashed a cold idea and said, "it seems that he is a man of the great Buddhist Zen in the West desert."

"Great Buddhist Zen?" Jun Wuxie said coldly, "why did the bald donkey do that? It's also the hidden Shizong. He treats the people of the medicine King sect so much. Aren't you afraid that the medicine King sect will trouble him?"

"This is just your truth. The great Brahman Zen always only looks at their own truth. As for the reason why they do so, I don't know."

"Yan Qingcheng, can you do it?" Jun Wuye said, "I can't deal with the old strong man in the king's realm now!"

"I'd better go to your zongwang college to see your elders first. If they are injured by the Buddhist power of the great Brahman Zen Sutra, the consequences will be very serious. If the Buddhist power is not removed in time, they may become useless in this life."

Seeing that Jun Wuxie frowned deeply, Yan Qingcheng said, "didn't Su LAN of yaowangzong say that she could stick to it for three days? If there is a calming jade, they will be fine for the time being. If there is no calming jade, they can't stick to it until now. I'm afraid they have already been moderated."

"OK, let's go and go back quickly. It should be easy to pull out the Buddha power by your means."

Without further delay, you rushed back to zongwang college like a wind engine.

Yan Qingcheng walked with him without delay.

Zongwang mountain is still the same as before, but it is relatively quieter.

There was no Xu Daoling and empty figure on the mountain, and there was no uncle bird and wine master.

Jun Wuxie rushed up the mountain and found that every room was empty.

"How could there be so much blood?"

When he walked to the dilapidated zongmen hall, he saw a lot of blood in front of the hall.

Blood clotted on the soil and grass.

His pupils contracted slightly.

In the vicinity of these bloodstains, I saw several blood red hairs, and I was shocked.

Could it be that uncle bird and wine master were not injured by the great Buddhist monk's bald donkey, but by the... Ancestor in the forbidden area of the back mountain?

Or were they attacked by their ancestors after they were injured? These blood

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was, and rushed frantically to the zongmen hall.

The door opened with a bang.

Suddenly, the inside four pairs of eyes looked at him, from the initial surprise quickly into joy and excitement.

"Elder martial brother!"

Xu Daoling and emptiness lay on the bamboo bed and tried to get up. As a result, they fell directly to the ground, and blood immediately gushed out of their mouths.

At dusk, Qianshan and the wine master, one lying on the bamboo bed and the other on the rocking chair, his face was as white as paper, and his eyes were not as bright as before, but they were full of joy.

"Wuxie is back, cough, cough!" the wine master coughed up as soon as he opened his mouth, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said, "it's useless to be old, even a bald donkey can't beat..."

"Innocent, we're useless. Watching Yueyao being bullied, there's nothing we can do!" Uncle bird looked gloomy and said, "do you think our two school elders are too incompetent?"

"You all look like this one by one. You still talk so much!"

Jun Wuxie looked at them like this and felt very uncomfortable.

He went up and helped Xu Daoling and emptiness to bed. Then he went to Uncle bird and wine master and said, "it's not that you are incompetent, it's that your opponent is too strong. That's a strong king. How can you be your opponent!"

"But what about Yueyao now?" the wine master was a little excited, and his pale face showed a blood red color. He said, "your sister has many secrets. It is estimated that the bald donkey saw the clue, so he would want to spend her. He also kept saying that the little girl was born with wisdom roots and was destined to Buddha. It's bullshit!"

Jun Wuxie was surprised: "what secret is hidden in my sister?"

"I don't know, but there is definitely a secret."

"The bald donkey wants to spend Yao'er, that's wishful thinking! You don't have to worry, he won't succeed!" Jun Wuye said, looking at the door of the hall and said, "Yan Qingcheng, come in, and their injuries will please you."

The voice fell, and a woman with a graceful posture, covering most of her face, still walked in.

The wine Lord and uncle bird were stunned.

Xu Daoling and emptiness were stunned.

They don't understand why Jun Wuxie went to Nanshan secret place, and there was such a woman of disaster level around him.

This woman has a noble temperament and is full of unspeakable charm. Her purple pupils are so beautiful that it is suffocating. At one glance, her heart can't stop sinking into it, but at the same time, she is in awe and dare not have the slightest blasphemy.

"Are you practicing in such an environment?"

Yan Qingcheng entered the main hall and looked around. He couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Such amazing talent, but in a declining and dilapidated door.

What can such a door provide for him?

But just like this, she felt that you were innocent and different.

In such a dilapidated family, but still have this achievement and amazing growth, what kind of efforts do you need?

"The ancestral door is dilapidated, which makes the elder laugh."

Dusk Qianshan said awkwardly.

In terms of age, he is much older than Yan Qingcheng.

But the cultivation world does not look at age, but the value of force.

Whoever is strong is an elder.

Undoubtedly, the woman in purple was so strong that he and the wine master felt like facing an abyss and a mountain.

Above the king!

This is their inner voice.

Jun Wuye invited a strong man in the king's realm, which really shocked them.

"You are really planted with the Buddhist power of the great Brahma Zen Sutra!" Yan Qingcheng said in a cold voice: "compassion is on your lips, but what you do is extinction. These bald donkeys are really hypocritical!"

With a wave of her hand, the purple Qi surged forward like light and fog and slowly fell on Xu Daoling, emptiness, wine Lord and bird uncle.

Not long after, strands of Golden Buddha power were forcibly pulled out of their bodies.

After the Buddha was pulled out.

The wine Lord and uncle bird only felt that their bodies were loose and immediately turned over and sat up. The blocked Qi in their bodies could finally run.

"Thank you, master!"

"If you're kind, don't mention it. I'll help you only in his face." Yan Qingcheng looked at you and said, "now, the people of your school are all right. They will recover in three days."

Jun Wuxie nodded, looked at the wine master, said solemnly: "the blood at the door, and..."

Before he finished, the wine Lord shook his head.

He was a little stunned and didn't say any more.

From the wine master's eyes, he saw a signal that reassured him.

Probably because Yan Qingcheng is here, the wine Lord is unwilling to talk about it at this time.

"You can heal your wounds at ease. I'll go to the Jubao Zhai to meet the bald donkey now!"

Jun Wuxie stood up and turned away with Yan Qingcheng.

"Martial uncle, can you see?" Mu Qianshan said excitedly and excitedly, looking at the figure of Jun Wuye disappearing: "this boy is at least ten times stronger than before he went to Nanshan secret place!"

The wine master sighed and said, "I'm lucky to live in Wang college. I can have a disciple like him..."

"Why, are you only looking at the eldest martial brother? When bald head and I don't exist, it's too eccentric! As soon as the eldest martial brother comes back, your eyes haven't moved away from him. If you do, bald head and I will be sad..."

Xu stole Ling's lips and his face was full of resentment.