Cao Yi looked at Chang Sun Hong's body and wept secretly. Hearing Li Yundong's inquiry, she quickly put on tears and said: "Today is the seventh day of the former leader. We, the older generation of fox Zen sect, discussed it in private and decided to worship the former leader. But we were afraid that you would think too much, so we didn't tell you. After you came back, I wanted Chang Sun Hong to come with us to see you, but she said we couldn't leave here. Just stay here, so she didn't come with us."

Speaking of this, Cao Yi couldn't help crying: "it's all my fault. If I don't promise her, she won't die!"

When she cried, other disciples of fox Zen and Chang Sun Hong also cried loudly. For a time, the cry in the backyard was shaking and gloomy.

Although Su Chan left the fox Zen sect when she was young, she hurt her kind. Seeing her martial uncle killed, she couldn't help but turn red in the corners of her eyes.

Li Yundong flew into a rage and shouted, "bastard!"

He didn't know whether he was scolding the crying disciples or the murderers, but after he drank, the cry stopped immediately, and the disciples of fox Zen sect were so frightened that they only dared to sob in a low voice.

Su Chan seldom sees Li Yundong so angry on weekdays. She carefully pulls Li Yundong's sleeve with her hand and whispers, "Yun... Headmaster, don't be angry."

Li Yundong was obviously frightened when he saw Su Chan calling his leader. His heart was soft and his voice was much softer. He sighed: "don't be afraid. I'm not angry with you. I'm angry with myself. I can't protect you. I'm not competent as a leader!"

As soon as he said this, Cao Yi and others said, "leader, if you say so, we will be ashamed."

"Yes, headmaster, it's not your fault."

"I don't know which vicious practitioner killed the fourth martial uncle!"

Li Yundong cast his eyes on Wuhua and asked, "master Wuhua, do you really know who killed the long Sun Hong under my door?"

Wuhua folded her hands and said, "Li Zhenren, monks don't lie. I really don't know. But what I know is that you find the murderer and find Ao Wushuang's whereabouts."

Li Yundong clenched his fist and secretly recorded his words in his heart. He suddenly looked at Mei Niang and couldn't help but have a headache: "now this woman died in our Taoist temple and died so strangely. What can we do? If the police know, it will be in trouble."

He was worried and frowning, but he heard a timid voice: "I have a way."

As soon as they heard this, they immediately looked at the voice and saw that it was Xiao Zhu who came with Mei Niang who was talking.

Xiaozhu timidly hid behind Wuhua and whispered, "Meiniang doesn't have any relatives. I can go back and say she's back home. She usually treats people very mean, so no one will ask about her whereabouts."