The emotions in this laughter are extremely complex, including pride and arrogance, loss and panic, a bit of confusion, and at the same time, it seems like a sudden realization.

It makes people's heads tingle when they hear it, and it's baffling.

"It's Yue Wuya's voice."

When Ning Wanghai heard this voice, he immediately said: "He should be in front. Let's approach carefully so as not to attract his attention."

The two quietly and slowly approached the source of the sound.

At this time, the corridor ends.

Leader Yue stared at Bing Wanpo with a complicated expression, and asked in a cold voice: "Is this the spiritual vein of your Snow Mountain Sect?"

"right."

Bing Wanpo was very calm: "If you want it, just take it."

"Old woman, you're fucking kidding me!"

Master Yue was so angry that he almost wanted to kill someone. He pointed to a dry well not far away, and the green and black breath coming out of the well from time to time, and cursed: "How can this damn thing be a spiritual vein? It's so evil.

It’s heavy, it’s not even the same as the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Well.”

Bing Wanpo said calmly: "The spiritual veins of the Snow Mountain Sect were contaminated by evil spirits hundreds of years ago. During this period, the ancestors of the sect used countless methods but were unable to remove them.

Of the three spiritual springs, one is dry and the other is dirty. This is the only one left that is still usable."

"This...I don't believe it!"

Head Yue's eyes rolled around, looking around, and then pointed at Bing Wanpo and said: "You must be playing tricks on me. Let me tell you, even without you, I can still let Xue Wanqing come over and still find the soul."

pulse."

Bing Wanpo laughed with disdain: "Why do you think Xue Wanqing agreed to your conditions so simply?"

"What do you mean?"

Headmaster Yue asked in a cold voice.

"He was the one who secretly caused trouble forty years ago."

Bing Wanpo chuckled, with a wry smile on his face: "At that time, my husband was in a life-and-death situation, and I planned to hand over the position of head to him.

After he saw the current situation of his spiritual veins, he immediately regretted it.

It's just that he cannot refuse the position of head.

That’s why he contacted you, set up those messy situations, made the matter more complicated, and made me take the blame."

"What good will this do to him?"

Head Yue is still doubtful.

Bing Wanpo said casually: "I don't know this, maybe you should know."

"Could it be that... no, it's impossible!"

The expression on Master Yue's face kept changing. He was obviously moved by Bing Wanpo's words, but he was still struggling deep in his heart: "He can't know it. Even if he knows it, he... won't be able to use it."

Forty years ago, it was indeed Xue Wanqing who took the initiative to find Yue Wuya, saying that as long as he helped him become the leader, he would help him obtain the Snow Mountain Sect's spiritual veins.

At that time, Leader Yue's Nine Mountains Alliance was not as powerful as it is now, so he could only secretly send people to help, but in the end the plan "failed".

As a result, the former leader of the Snow Mountain Sect mysteriously disappeared, the deputy leader Mo Ming, who was most promising to succeed, died, and other promising disciples were kicked out of the sect, which allowed Bing Wanpo to take the opportunity to take over.

According to Xue Wanqing, their plan was exploited by Bing Wanpo because of their lack of confidentiality. Fortunately, he was not without gains. He became the most powerful elder and deputy leader, and still had the opportunity to help them.

To get the spiritual pulse, you just need to wait for the opportunity.

This wait is forty years.

However, Master Yue never expected that the result of waiting for forty years would be this thing. It makes people laugh: "Hahahahahaha!"

"puff!"
Chapter completed!