After Xuanyuan Xiang rested in this bamboo forest for a night, the next day, just as the sky was dawn, Xuanyuan Xiang had already gotten up next to the stream and washed up briefly. Xuanyuan Xiang next to the stream saw his current appearance through the stream and couldn't help laughing. He was not as handsome as he had in the stream. Now he is not only his clothes are ragged, but also covered in mud. If he hadn't just washed up, he would have looked like a beggar, and he was even worse than a beggar. ΩΔ Pen      『Quge Ww     W.

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CN looked embarrassed, Xuanyuan Xiang looked at himself in the stream carefully again, and suddenly burst into laughter. After a long time, he calmed down and murmured to himself: "This time I don't know how long I have been at the bottom of the cliff. Do they all think I'm dead and maybe there will be another cemetery for me? I will definitely scare them when I go back this time; and this time I'm a blessing in disguise at the bottom of the cliff. I have learned such profound martial arts. When I go back this time, I will hand over Senior Xiao's martial arts secrets to Master Xiao, and ask about the existence of the "Wanjianmen" in order to avenge Senior Xiao in the future. I have to thank Yu Xing, but this time I'm also considered a divorce from Yu Xing. We will be like passers-by when we meet again next time. If he still can't be entangled, I will definitely not be merciful anymore." After that, Xuanyuan Xiang slowly closed his eyes.

When Xuanyuan Xiang's mood stabilized a little, Xuanyuan Xiang opened his eyes and walked towards the road down the mountain. Xuanyuan Xiang no longer stopped along the way, because he was also eager to go home at this time, and he wanted to see his relatives earlier, so he did not stop for a moment. It was a pity that the mountain road was very long. At that time, Xuanyuan Xiang and Song Ming walked to the cliff from morning to dusk. At this time, although Xuanyuan Xiang had improved a lot of martial arts, he still walked to the back mountain pass until noon. At this time, the sun was hanging above his head, Xuanyuan Xiang's body was covered in sweat, and the sweat had soaked his clothes, but he still couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, and he still did not stop and walked straight to the martial arts hall.

As Xuanyuan Xiang got closer and closer, but Xuanyuan Xiang's heart was no longer full of curiosity and expectation. On the contrary, Xuanyuan Xiang's heart was full of doubts and confusion at this time; Xuanyuan Xiang thought to himself, "What's going on? Generally speaking, there should be a lot of noise here. Why is it still quiet? How could it be so quiet? It's not... Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Xiang could no longer bear the doubts in his heart, so he used his light skills and rushed towards the martial arts hall.

"Master, senior brother, where are you?" A shout suddenly sounded in the quiet bamboo forest, which shocked the birds in the forest to fly up. For a moment, the silence in the forest became chaotic with the sound. At this time, Xuanyuan Xiang was standing in the square of the martial arts hall, but although the dress here was still the same as it was, as if it was carefully cleaned, it seemed particularly clean, but Xuanyuan Xiang could vaguely see blood on the ground. The dark red look deeply stimulated Xuanyuan Xiang's eyes and was deeply imprinted in Xuanyuan Xiang's mind. "This... what's going on?" Xuanyuan Xiang looked disbelief and ran quickly towards the pavilion of the martial arts hall.

I hope I could find my master and senior brothers, but when Xuanyuan Xiang pushed open the doors, no one saw it. There were only spider webs and dust all over the room. After a long time, Xuanyuan Xiang walked out slowly, stood in the martial arts hall for a long time, murmured: "Master, senior brother, where are you all? How could this place become what it is today." Suddenly, Xuanyuan Xiang's eyes lit up. Xuanyuan Xiang saw many stones protruding from the grass not far away, and said, "What are those things, why have I never seen them before." After that, Xuanyuan Xiang ran towards it.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Xiang's figure paused, and Xuanyuan Xiang with a shocked face appeared, his mouth full of incredibleness: "No, this won't be possible, how could this be?" At this time, Xuanyuan Xiang, who was in the grass, looked at the more than twenty tombstones in front of him and retreated continuously. In an instant, Xuanyuan Xiang felt that the whole sky was darkened, because the tombstone was engraved with the "Eight Arm Master's Heavenly Dragon-The Tomb of the Sea and Heavenly Dragon" Xuanyuan Xiang calmed down a little and walked towards the depths step by step...

In a blink of an eye, two hours passed, and Xuanyuan Xiang slowly walked out of the tomb, knelt in front of Hai Tianlong's tomb, and said with a sob: "Master, although I don't know how you died, I guess this must be related to the people in the Divine Leg Sect that time. Don't worry, the disciple will find the murderer who killed you and avenge you in person." After saying that, Xuanyuan Xiang endured the pain in his heart, kowtowed three times solemnly, and then stood up and walked towards the bluestone path leading to Qiandeng Town. In fact, Xuanyuan Xiang had too many doubts in his heart, and needed to find someone to explain to him.

I have to find the murderer who killed his master; just now Xuanyuan Xiang counted carefully in the tomb forest, and there were twenty-three tombstones, including Song Ming, Shi Qing, Shi Shu, Lin Chenyu and Yu Xing, but there were two more tombstones of Yi Wen and Xuanyuan Xiang. It was precisely after reading these that Xuanyuan Xiang concluded that this tragedy might have been born when the Divine Leg Sect came to him at that time, and Shi Qing and the other three might have escaped, so they set up tombstones for their masters and the others. These problems lingered in Xuanyuan Xiang's mind for a long time, making him unable to let go; so Xuanyuan Xiang wanted to rush to Qiandeng Town to see if he could get any clues.

Xuanyuan Xiang, who had been thinking, only then did he realize that many people on the street were looking at him with a look of surprise, disgust and avoidance; at this time, Xuanyuan Xiang was walking to Qiandeng Town without realizing it. Looking at the eyes of everyone, Xuanyuan Xiang looked at himself carefully again. His clothes were torn several parts, and his bun had been damaged long ago. Some heads were hanging on his head, which looked no different from beggars at first glance. If he hadn't put a sword on his waist, I'm afraid...
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