"Well, I understand, Sister Lan, let's go over and don't let the devil wait for too long. Ω Biqu     Ge" After saying that, Yao turned into a afterimage when she saw it; Ma Chalan looked at the direction of Yao's disappearance, turned her head and glanced at the direction of the bamboo house with resentment, and then turned into a afterimage and disappeared in the night sky.

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The bright moon is in the sky, and the night wind slowly blows through the bamboo forest, rustling. On the water not far away, a bright moon is projected on the water surface, causing waves with the wind. However, this originally quiet and beautiful scenery seems a bit strange at this moment, just because the air here is no longer fresh and elegant. On the contrary, there is a scent of bloodiness here.

A person slowly walked out of the bamboo forest beside the water, not as if he had experienced anything. He was neatly dressed, wearing a wide brimmed hat on his head, and the black veil was hanging down to cover his face. However, there were clearly many blood stains on the knife on his right hand, and even fell drop by drop. Xuanyuan Xiang, who walked out of the bamboo forest as if nothing had happened, slowly took off the black veil and revealed his own appearance. Only a faint bloodshed in his eyes, and a faint sense of hostility that emanated from time to time appeared on his body; Xuanyuan Xiang said in a faint tone: "This is the fourth person today, God's Leg Sect, I want you to pay for your blood debt." After that, Xuanyuan Xiang used his light skills and shot towards the distance.

Since Xuanyuan Xiang learned the truth from the inn that day, when night falls, Xuanyuan Xiang will wander around this area, looking for the mysterious man while killing some lonely disciples of the Divine Leg Sect or outer disciples with relatively low martial arts skills. However, for so many days in a row, Xuanyuan Xiang still has no news about the mysterious man.

"Who will this mysterious man be? Until now, I still don't have any news about him. The person who can have such a great hatred with the Divine Leg Sect must be his own brother, but who will it be? Song Ming still... By the way, I didn't see the tombstones of Shi Qing, Shi Shu and Lin Chenyu that day. Could it be that they were not dead? Could it be them?" Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Xiang wanted to find the mysterious man very much, but he was suffering from the fact that there was no clue yet.

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In the bamboo forest, the bloody smell filled the entire bamboo forest. More than a dozen yellow brocade clothes and white brocade bodies were lying in the bamboo forest. Next to these corpses were six or seven clusters of fire, and more than a dozen people were all wearing green clothes. Suddenly, another man in green clothes ran out of the forest and greeted everyone: "Sixth Chief, please go to the bamboo forest in front. The remains of the brothers here will be buried when we come back." After that, he led the dozen people to the bamboo forest in front.

"Sixth Head," the disciples in Qingyi bowed to a monk. The monk had six ring scars on his head and held a golden sickle. At this time, he was next to a corpse, and the body was wearing yellow brocade clothes. At a glance, he knew that he was an outer disciple of the Divine Leg Sect; and those disciples in Qingyi were elite disciples of the Divine Leg Sect.

"Look, this corpse still has warmth. It seems that it has just died shortly, and the murderer must not have escaped. We will be able to chase after us now. Today, I, Kongshan, must avenge the dead brothers. Second brother, Seventh brother, Kongshan, today, Kongshan is to avenge you." The monk opened his eyes wide open, and after saying that, he led the people out of the bamboo forest.

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Chapter completed!