My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 315 Overjoyed Yin Nanxing
Two deacons of the Zhao family strode forward, one on the left and the other on the right to hold this person.

This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a thin body and a gloomy expression. It is Zhao Lian.

I saw a nervous expression on his face, and shouted to one of them: "Brother Yuqian, what are you doing!"

The two ignored him, locked his pulse door, and dragged him to the front of the mother.

Zhao Lian looked at the Great Elder in horror, and Zhao Yueer who was beside him with tears in his eyes. He felt a little bit in his heart, knowing that the matter had been revealed.

How did it come to light?He was at a loss.

According to his estimate, when they left the secret realm, everyone teleported separately, and Yang Zhen came out, who can think of the reason.

Even if it was guessed that it was a token issue, it was just an accident, and the ten elders were still ahead of the investigation.

What can he do in the early stage of Qi training?
Besides, this kind of thing has happened before, but in the end it was nothing.

He has deliberated over this matter many times, and he is almost sure to kill that obtrusive guy without getting himself too involved.

This is his confidence to start.

However, looking at today's posture, he directly confirmed what he did.

Did something happen?
"Zhao Lian—" Mammy stared at him, and said two words coldly.

"I—" Zhao Lian trembled, originally wanted to say that you had no evidence and no evidence, why did you arrest me, and then wanted to explain that you didn't do it yourself.However, facing the awe-inspiring aura of a peak foundation establishment, he couldn't say a word.

He drooped his head, his face pale.

"Put it down and hand it over to the law enforcement elders." Mammy waved her hand, not hiding her disgust.

The two agreed and escorted him to Zhao's residence.

"Wait," Zhao Lian asked loudly as if waking up from a dream, "Yang Zhen, where is Yang Zhen! Has he come out yet?"

"He hasn't come out yet." It was the tenth elder who spoke.

"Didn't come out? Haha, good, good!" Zhao Lian laughed suddenly, like crazy:

"That bastard, he'll stay in the secret realm, don't even think about coming out for the rest of his life, ha—"

The voice came to an abrupt end, apparently gagged.

Mammy's face was extremely ugly, and she slapped it hard suddenly, and the table that was several feet long turned into powder immediately.

"Little man, scum!"

"Nurse—" Zhao Yueer called out.

"Don't worry, Little Stone is fine." Mammy comforted her.

"What's going on here?" A woman whispered behind her.

It was Zhao Ying, Zhao Yuqiao and others. They formed a small team with several monks from their family. They had harvested a lot in the field these few days, and they were all very happy, but they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"This guy deliberately messed up and broke Xiaoshi's teleportation token so that he couldn't come out." The one who answered was Zhao Yuzhu, who came out earlier and had already inquired about it from others.

"What!" Zhao Ying screamed, her face turned pale instantly.

Caiyun glanced at her in surprise, but said nothing.

……

These things about the Zhao family didn't attract much attention, which family didn't have some messy things.

More and more people came out, sometimes bursts of laughter.

For example, the appearance of Dai Miaofen greatly relieved the steward of the Dai family, stroking his beard repeatedly and smiling happily.

There were also close friends, such as Dai Miaoying and Wang Shaoyu, who came hand in hand to inquire about Yang Zhen.

This made Zhao Yue'er even more worried.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the square, and someone shouted loudly: "The disciples of the sect are back!"

Immediately, dozens of spiritual senses looked into the platform through the curtain.

Yin Nanxing, Mu Tianlu, Fan Mei, Fan Zhong and other disciples appeared in the teleportation formation one by one.

"One, two...seventeen, eighteen, hey, there are 18 people in total, and there are only ten disciples of the sect. This loss is a bit big!" Someone commented while counting.

"It's not that bad," someone retorted: "Two of them have come back, and one junior sister heard that she left on a parachute, so she didn't go with them."

"Hey, that's six people missing. It's rare to lose six disciples in the country of Xu these years."

"Yeah, yeah," someone sighed, "I don't know how they reaped."

While speaking, I saw that these disciples had already taken off the storage bags one after another and handed them over to different desks for inspection.

"Shuijuanhua, Jinlingguo, Fengluohua...Junior Brother Mu, why are they all ordinary spirit herbs? What about the ones designated by the sect?" A disciple asked Mu Tianlu next to him while counting.

"Brother Yin, the important gains this time are all with Senior Brother Yin." Mu Tianlu replied.

"Oh." The disciple suddenly became curious and turned his gaze to another place.

"Purple-faced monkey flowers, 22, [-] points..."

"Chrysoprase lucidum, thirteen plants, [-] percent..."

"Black leaf lotus, 34, [-] points..."

"Fire durian fruit, 66 pieces, [-] points..."

"..."

"Senior Brother Yin, the total is [-] points, which is a bit small!" The two disciples counting here are two Foundation Establishment disciples who have been to this secret realm in previous years and know the value of it.

"An accident happened in Xiaolang Mountain, and nothing was found. These are the results of the concerted efforts of your colleagues in several other places in the next few days." Yin Nanxing looked depressed.

About Xiaolangshan, the two disciples who came out earlier must have reported the truth, so there is no need for him to hide it.

"How many classmates did you break?" Another person asked.

"Five, let's go five!" Yin Nanxing hesitated, "This time the sect..."

The man looked around, and suddenly said in his ear: "Your ancestor is here."

"Really!" Yin Nanxing was overjoyed, with the ancestor here, everything would be easy to handle.

The haze on his face was swept away in an instant, and he looked around in a mood.

"Has a boy named Yang Zhen come out?" He asked this friendly brother.

"Yang Zhen? Oh! Don't you know about him? His teleportation token was deliberately damaged by enemies in his family. I heard that he might not be able to get out."

"Really?" Yin Nanxing was both surprised and delighted that there was such a thing.

"This kid is very unpopular! Haha!" He couldn't help it, he almost looked up and laughed.

But immediately he thought of one thing: This guy won't go to grab the token of Loose Cultivator, right?
In his storage bag, there was a transmission token of a loose cultivator, which came from Chu Daoyou who was killed by him.

Thinking of this, he simply left in no hurry, just here on the platform, waiting slowly for the arrival of Youshi.

You hour has finally arrived.

The teleportation array flickered continuously, and a dozen people appeared in the array, all casual cultivators.

"All casual cultivators, take care of them for the time being, and wait for the sect to deal with them!" A thick and majestic voice came from a distance.

"What?" These casual cultivators who were originally in high spirits suddenly exploded.

However, the aura in the distance obviously came from the monks of the Zifu, and some people even recognized that it was the owner of Yunqing Palace and the people from Chuan Shang.If the Venerable Master speaks, who dares to move.

Under the care of the disciples of the sect, they walked obediently towards the sect's residence.

At this time, the teleportation array was still flickering, sending out loose cultivators one after another.

Another person was sent out, but it was a slender man who was tied up with fairy rope and hemp rope, his breath was weak, and his face was blue.

"Water, water!" the man muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)