If you want the horse to run, you have to eat good grass for the horse.

Ye Qingxuan knew that the next thing was to make everyone work hard. If you were not careful, it would be a difference between life and death. Although you were not afraid of these people dying, it would be meaningless to die at will.

Their greatest purpose is to exert their personal energy to the extreme.

Seeing that everyone was excited, Ye Qingxuan slowly stood up and said, "Since everyone is satisfied with this reward, then we might as well go out tonight and celebrate it well."

"Abide by the order!"

Everyone gave a uniform gift and slowly left the hall.

Only the hall was left with Chao Kuangtu and the "tiger snail" Wu Xiaoshan who were like wooden stakes.

"I said Lao Wu, do you really want any secrets of magical skills?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

Wu Xiaoshan refused Ye Qingxuan's kindness, of course not because he was noble, but because he was meaningless.

Wu Xiaoshan smiled and said, "This martial arts is of no use to me. I am old and I don't have time to practice a skill from scratch. I haven't practiced what I have in my hands yet. I don't want these young people to have time to study and try and make mistakes. Wu is old."

Ye Qingxuan laughed and understood the truth about Wu Xiaoshan. He was already a master in the late stage of Guixu. How could he learn other martial arts to improve himself?

"Old Wu, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you for your grudge!" Ye Qingxuan certainly knew how to impress him, "No matter who protects him, Qu Longxing is dead."

Wu Xiaoshan nodded solemnly.

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to have fallen in love with this action recently.

On the tenth day of August.

There are five days left before the Twelve Elderly Church on August 15th.

It was already a turbulent time. What was the matter for this conference that Lin Nanxuan suddenly held?

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The green water bridge is flat, and the rich door reflects the willows.

This is really a beautiful place and very quiet.

Except for the faint sound of the flute.

The autumn wind is bleak, but it is very light, and it can hardly blow the willow branches, and the water flows are not very fast. You can no longer hear the sound of water when you are a little further away.

Fortunately, there is also the wind blowing and the water flowing, so that this place does not make people feel dead.

This kind of quietness is no longer as it is in the world.

The rich family was closed, and the "wandering soul" Song Bieli returned to his gray clothes and became his slave again. His head was white and scattered, his face was pale as paper, but his waist and back were.

Still straight, with frowns and a very cold look in his eyes.

The old man Tianji was playing a green flute.

The smoke lingers and the sound of the flute is so leisurely.

But the four people kneeling in front of the master and servant were all fighting like sieves and their faces were pale as paper.

The sound of the flute is constantly changing, and it plays a song that no one has ever heard before.

It was not an ordinary song. The low place was like moaning and sighing, and the high place seemed to be howling and screaming.

The moans of pain, the desolate sighs, the sad howling, and the shouts of joy.

Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are all in the song, and every sound is filled with strong vitality.

But that kind of vitality is probably only creepy in the feelings of living people.

It's like the music of the underworld, not like the withering of the world.

As soon as the sound of the flute sounded, the surrounding atmosphere became strange. The ten-foot lawn seemed to have turned into a gloomy and terrifying underworld, and the smoke floating around seemed to have turned into a group of ghosts in the dance.

The flute may really be a ghost flute, and the old man who plays the flute may really come from hell.

As soon as the sound of the flute fell, some of the four could not bear the inner torment and fell softly to the ground.

The old man Tianji looked indifferent and asked softly: "It's them?"

Song Bieli's voice was cold and not as cold as a living person and said, "Yes."

"What's the point?"

"Twenty percent."

"Twenty percent?" Old Man Tianji smiled, "Enough."

Song Bieli slowly turned around, looked at the four people with a stern look, and said slowly: "What else do you have to say?"

One of them cried bitterly and said, "Peace Master, the escort of Dai Junyu is really not revealed by his subordinates. He has been staying in Fulong Temple and has never left a step!"

Another person begged for mercy and said, "Master, my subordinates have followed the master for more than 30 years and have never made any omissions. How dare I betray my master!"

"It must be a problem that occurred on the Xianlong Cave. We are really wronged!"

The last person looked at Song Bieli and begged: "Uncle, my nephew has been by my uncle's side. I begged my uncle to testify for my nephew. I am really not my nephew."

Old man Tianji tasted the tea, his eyes flashed across the man's face, and suddenly said curiously: "Is this child your nephew Song Tianxing?"

Song Bieli replied: "That's right."

"Well, Song Tianxing from Taohuaxi is also quite famous in the world. He also fought with Ye Qingxuan in Xuzhou City. It is logical that both sides are enemies but not friends..."

Song Tianxing's eyes lit up and he said anxiously: "What the old master is talking about is that it is really impossible for him to be a spy from the Southern Dynasty."

"This kid looks like you." Old Man Tianji stared at him tightly, but said to Song Bieli: "I heard that Brother Ling is not in good health."

Song Bieli smiled coldly and said, "It's not just that he is in poor health, but he is inhumane after fifty years. But in order to make up his face, he kept taking concubines when he was eighty."

"Oh?" Old Man Tianji showed a strange smile.

Song Bieli also smiled strangely, looked at Song Tianxing who was confused and said calmly: "When his mother entered the door, she was only nineteen years old, she was young and beautiful, and her elder brother could not be humane. Of course, I, as a younger brother, could not let my younger sister-in-law stay alone in the empty room. I have done a lot of kissing Xiangze."

Song Tianxing was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

Listening to his elders saying such insulting mothers in front of him, Song Tianxing was furious, but Song Bieli seemed to be his father again. This feeling was more than a mixture of emotions, which made him want to laugh for a moment.

This is ridiculous and ridiculous.

He knew it was his father, but he actually...

"Then do you have your own plans?"

"certainly."

As soon as Song Bieli finished speaking, a cold light flashed.

Including Song Tianxing, the four people had their eyes protruding and their throats were rushing. They were all cut by his finger sword.

Song Tianxing stared at his biological father until his death. He didn't expect that when the secret was revealed, it was the day when the biological father killed his son.

After touching the blood of his biological son on his finger on his clothes, Song Bieli said lightly: "I hate this guy the most. I think that if I become someone else's son, I have to take care of me?"

The old man Tianji sighed and said, "Kill it completely, so you can save yourself from interrogation and waste time."

Slap sex...

A burst of applause rang out.

As he entered his eyes, Zhuo Huifan came and looked at the old man Tianji and said softly: "For so many years, Brother Tianji has been so cold and rude, and the training has made Brother Song have the demeanor of a sect leader."

"What are you here to do?" Old Man Tianji looked a little surprised.
Chapter completed!