Chapter 482

In the morning of the next day, ye Ziheng came to the practice room, but he found that the people in the practice room today, whether they came to practice or they were guards, seemed to be less than half of them, and their accomplishments were all under the three and three grades, not even one of the four grades.

Ye Ziheng went to a disciple and asked.

"Hey, do you have any activities today? Why do people seem to be less than half? "

The disciple looked at ye Ziheng with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Don't you know elder martial brother ye?"

"What do you know?"

Ye Ziheng asked strangely.

The disciple was stupefied for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and said again.

"The patriarch sent a message to all the disciples of he lianzong before dawn this morning. He asked all the disciples whose accomplishments were above the level of three grades to go to the disciples' hall. It's nothing. But looking at this, I think it's a big thing."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng remembered that he didn't seem to see Lin Jiao today. He thought that he would go to that disciple hall as well.

"Elder martial brother ye, is there anything else to ask?"

"Oh, it's OK."

Ye Ziheng smiled at the disciple, then found a martial arts room and went in to practice.

……

In the hall of he lianzong, the disciples gathered in a semicircle and sat on the top row of chairs. Below, there was a circular platform. Kuang Qian stood on it at this time, watching the disciples take their seats one by one, waiting for more than ten seconds, waiting for the scene to be completely quiet.

Soon, the scene quieted down, Kuang looked at these students, without hesitation and concealment, he said directly.

"Just last night, we lost twenty division brothers."

Once Kuang Qian said this, the scene, which was quiet at first, was like a frying pan.

"What! Dead! What's the matter? "

"How did you die? You won't get any acute infectious diseases, or you won't die so many at once."

"More than 20 people! It's not like some experiment failed. "

……

Listen to the gossip of the disciples, Kuang Qian didn't pay attention to it, but kept waiting quietly. After ten minutes, the voices of the disciples gradually decreased, and then recovered to no sound. Look at Kuang Qian.

See, Kuang qiancai slowly began to explain.

"First of all, the death of this disciple is not the result of any experiment. I can tell you very clearly that every large experiment of zongmen is carried out in public, so this death has nothing to do with the experiment."

"Secondly, this is not an acute infectious disease. You can rest assured, but I personally believe that the nature of this death is similar to that of an infectious disease, except that it is not transmitted by air or contact, but by people."

After Kuang Qian finished, the disciples began to talk about it again, but he still didn't stop it.

This time, the discussion of the disciples lasted less than two minutes, and the voice was very small. Then they turned to Kuang Qian again.

"Maybe someone didn't understand what I just said very clearly, or didn't understand at all, then I'll make it clear to you in the simplest language now."

As he said this, Kuang Qian's face became serious, and all the disciples did not dare to talk. They were all absorbed in Kuang Qian.

"Yes, our disciples were attacked by others."

Speaking of this, he paused again, thought a little, and finally went on.

"And it's not the first time."