Chapter 327

"It's impossible that seven or eight of them didn't survive."

Ye Ziheng said. He could not help shivering. He was still a little scared. After all, the martial artists of the seven or eight grades were burping farts when they went in. Isn't it just that they are looking for death when they go in the five grades.

"Of course, it's also a hearsay. It's not credible. Maybe someone just made it up to scare us."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief. It's not official news. That's good.

"But people who took part in the test for the first time before said that there seemed to be a lot of people missing in the black tiger gate, and some friends they knew were all gone, and only a few short graves remained."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he was speechless, and his mood just calmed down became restless again.

"But it may also be accidental death. After all, life and death are impermanent. It's not that they just died in an accident."

"Died of an accident in the grave?"

Asked ye Ziheng.

Murray shook his head.

"Then I don't know."

Ye Ziheng can't help sighing and doesn't want to talk about these things any more. The more he talks about it, the more he is afraid. It's better not to talk about it.

After ten minutes, several cross-country vehicles stopped at an airport. Ye Ziheng opened the door and jumped out. Looking out, he found that the airport was not the one he and Qin Luo had left from Qingmu city to tianxingmen, but another.

This day, the gate is really rich enough. There are more than one airport. Ye Ziheng said in his heart.

Then Qin Feng took some of his disciples to the interior of the airport, went to a prepared civil aircraft, opened the hatch, and made a sign to the people.

"Don't be shocked. Hurry in and let's start early."

One by one, the disciples got on the civil plane. Within a minute, everyone got on the plane.

Then Qin Feng came in, pulled the hatch back, took a seat casually, fastened his seat belt, and raised his head and pressed the button on the ground.

Not long after the button was pressed, ye Ziheng felt that the plane began to move gradually. With a while of taxiing, the plane finally flew up high, and soon rose into the clouds.

"It will take time to get to the destination. If you want to have a rest, you will have a rest. If you are hungry, you will go in and get food."

After Qin Feng finished, he leaned back the seat back and closed his eyes to rest.

when he saw Qin Feng resting, several people on the plane began to move, some of them went to take snacks, some of them began to communicate quietly.

"Come on, brother ye, would you like some?"

Ye Ziheng looked around and found that it was Murray who went out to get food.

Looking at some snacks in Murray's hands, ye Ziheng was stunned for a while, and finally smiled and said "thank you" and took it.

"After arriving at wupinjing, you should not eat for a long time?"

Ye Ziheng opened a bag of snacks and asked Murray beside him.

"Very few. One or two meals a week is enough, but most of us still keep the habit of eating three or even five meals a day."

"Why?"

Ye Ziheng asked curiously.

Murray smiled softly.

"It's like when you go to school, you get up at 6:30 every day. At the beginning, you want to go to school, but later, even if you don't go to school, you will get up at 6:30 on Monday to Friday. Some things become habits and it's hard to change."

As he said this, Murray bit the big chicken leg in his hand again.

"Besides, eating doesn't waste physical strength or time, and our martial artists don't get fat because of eating. So why don't you eat? Are these delicious? "

With that, Murray smiled and ate the last piece of meat on the chicken leg.