Chapter 526

Ye Ziheng calls Kuang Qian of he lianzong and tells him the details of the event. Kuang Qian is shocked after hearing it. He agrees with ye Ziheng's request and spreads it in the clan. Ye Ziheng happens to meet the disciples of the cult and just kills them all.

Ye Ziheng began to gather the disciples together and criticized the disciples who had been fighting without permission the day before yesterday. On the other hand, they said that some of their disciples had been undercover into the disciples of the cult.

After listening to this, all the disciples were talking about it in succession. What are you talking about in a low voice.

So far, it's not known whether the undercover is among his disciples, so ye Ziheng didn't plan to let those disciples of the cult run after them. After all, since he wants to act, he naturally has to play a whole set of things.

So after a lot of criticism and oral education, ye Ziheng began to use his skill of slapping sugar to eat. He wanted to help a real celebration banquet. He said that yesterday's celebration banquet was too bad. Today, he would take all of them to eat well and drink well.

When they heard this, they were immediately happy. Originally, they had a day of revelry yesterday, and they would go out to work today. Unexpectedly, ye Ziheng would take them out to eat and earn money!

"By the way, what about those heresy fighters that were caught before?"

Ye Ziheng asked, this time he did this celebration not to give them a few celebrations, but to give the disciples of the cult a chance to escape.

"It's closed in the cellar under the hotel."

Cried one of the disciples.

Ye Ziheng listened, but could not help frowning.

The cellar in the basement is not a good place to escape. You have to help them find a place to escape easily.

So ye Ziheng said.

"Let's go and show me."

With that, he asked a disciple to take him to the cellar under the hotel.

The wine cellar is dark and dark. He can't see his fingers. There are only a few faint lights that can make him barely see the faces of the martial artists of the cult.

Ye Ziheng looks at the martial artists of the cult. Soon he finds a familiar figure among a group of martial artists of the cult. This figure is not someone else. It's the martial artist of the cult he followed for three days.

Ye Ziheng came to them, looked at them, thought for a while, then turned to a disciple beside him and asked.

"Have you ever cleaned their wounds?"

The disciple listened, but he couldn't help but look at ye Ziheng in a daze.

"Elder martial brother ye, they are the martial arts of the cult!"

The disciple couldn't help saying.

Ye Ziheng looked at the disciple, but shook his head and said.

"Yes, they are heretics and martial artists. They kill people without blinking an eye or doing evil. But remember that it's them, not us."

As soon as the disciple heard this, his body suddenly shook. It seemed that he understood something.

"Elder martial brother ye, I'm going to get the gauze and medicine."

Ye Ziheng nodded to him.

"Well, they don't need any medicine. They are seriously injured. Ordinary medicine is useless. You can directly find two pills and one pill to grind them into powder. But remember, the effect of one pill is normal. It won't make them recover immediately, and it's not precious. It's useless for them to use several pills."

The disciple nodded, and then went out of the wine cellar to get medicine for the martial artists of the cult.