Help!My goddess is sick

The younger brother was knocked to the point of tears, and looked at Du Qin with grievance: "Although we are not a decent sect, we didn't say that those who are not decent are immoral, right? I can't understand what they are doing. Upright, the result is that one heart is darker than the other!"

He pouted, "The Sixth Elder is dead, they are not sad at all, what they say to avenge the Sixth Elder, I think it is an excuse, just to make troubles logically!"

"Hiss—you're still in good spirits, aren't you?"

Du Qin covered his mouth, and supported him to move behind the wall, followed by several other disciples. Although they didn't speak, the expressions on their faces obviously agreed.

They were just beginners, brought out by Du Qin to practice, they were not deeply involved in the world, and they didn't know the dangers of people's hearts, but they were taught a lesson today, how could they not find it difficult to understand?
Du Qin had a panoramic view of their expressions, and sighed helplessly: "What do you guys know? This is the way of the world, the strong are respected, and the dead strong are not as good as a stone. In the face of interests, what are elders? They are not their masters, so they will die if they die, not to mention that the sixth elder has a mediocre reputation in the Haolan Sect, and now that he is dead, many disciples of the Haolan Sect will applaud."

"Ah?" The disciples were surprised.

Du Qin waved his hand and said vicissitudes of life: "For those interests, why can't this group of people do anything? Sisters and brothers can turn against each other, let alone outsiders who don't care? We have a good status in the Acacia Sect, but in front of the real big sect, What are we? Arms can't twist thighs, and at this time, we can only retreat with the current."

As he spoke, he poked his head out and looked out again, Xie Wushuang and the three of them were healing their wounds, and they had already settled down.

He heaved a sigh of relief, turned back and whispered: "After we get out of here, we might not be able to run away, so we will follow them to the Haolan Sect for a walk, and when we chase after Yunzong, they can't intervene, so we will take the opportunity to escape. "

"……All right."

The disciples responded, and Du Qin leaned his head back, rubbed his face vigorously, and spat: "What kind of shit is this! I knew I would never come!"

……

"Is it here? Is this the tomb?" The fifth elder of the Hehuan Sect followed Wei Hongyi and the others in, and couldn't help but marvel at the surrounding environment: "Such a big tomb, who is buried there?"

"Probably the fallen power?" The great elder of the small sect stroked his beard with an inscrutable expression on his face.

The third elder of the Haolan Sect snorted: "Playing tricks."

Wei Hongyi didn't bother to pay attention to them, and continued to follow the butterfly, and finally the butterfly stopped in front of a dark passage.

"Here..." Wei Hongyi squinted his eyes, sensed it with his spiritual sense, and found that there was no formation or mechanism here, so he strode in.

Meng Xuekang in the tomb opened his eyes instantly when he heard footsteps, and looked towards the entrance vigilantly. Who could be coming at this time?The monk who was separated before?Or are the demons making a comeback?

No matter what the possibility is, he first gathers his strength in the palm of his hand, ready to go.

"Sure enough, they are all here."

A slightly cold female voice sounded, immediately tensing everyone's nerves.

Meng Xuekang squinted his eyes, and then saw a red figure ostentatiously breaking into his sight.

"Who is it?" Someone asked in a low voice.

Wei Hongyi gradually approached, followed by Zhu Wanqing in a dark green gauze dress, the two of them stood there, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Meng Xuekang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the legend about Zhuiyunzong. It said that Zhuyunzong had a special elder who only accepted one disciple.

Are these two in front of you afraid?
He immediately withdrew his spiritual power and stood up while leaning on the wall.

Wei Hongyi's gaze swept over him, scanning the entire tomb, and then her delicate eyebrows frowned: "Where's Xiaojiu?"

Zhu Wanqing walked a few steps in, looked around all the corners where people could hide, but didn't see Lan Jiu's figure, "The candle is not there either."

Only then did Wei Hongyi look at the people present, "Have you ever seen a beautiful girl with dark blue hair? A pretty good-looking bastard is by her side?"

Meng Xuekang frowned and asked, "I don't know who you are?"

Wei Hongyi said lightly, "I am Wei Hongyi, the fifth elder of Chasing Cloud Sect."

really.

Meng Xuekang confirmed what was in his mind, and did not speak immediately, but looked behind Wei Hongyi. The next moment, three figures came side by side, and one of them was an acquaintance.

He shouted in surprise: "Master!"

The third elder of the Haolan Sect walked in, and his eyes lit up when he heard this sound: "Kang'er! Why are you here?"

Wei Hongyi narrowed his eyes slightly, Zhu Wanqing retreated to her side, and whispered, "Master, something is wrong."

Wei Hongyi nodded, as soon as she came in, she noticed the subtlety of the atmosphere. The group of people seemed to be scattered, but their eyes were all on Meng Xuekang, as if he was the one in charge.

"Why are you here? How did you get in? Who touched the formation?"

The third elder pulled Meng Xuekang to look up and down, but suddenly Meng Xuekang's eyes turned red, and he choked up and said, "Master, the sixth elder is dead."

"what?!"

The third elder was shocked: "What's going on?"

Xie Wushuang and Nangong Ling also surrounded him, Xie Wushuang didn't speak, Nangong Ling sighed and said: "It's true, the body of the Sixth Elder is now in the storage ring of the big brother, and he was directly crushed to death. "

The two elders in the back gasped, and whispered: "What kind of expert can shatter his heart veins with one palm? It must be the Spirit Venerable, right?"

Wei Hongyi had a bad premonition in his heart.

The next moment, Meng Xuekang raised the corner of his robe and knelt down, "What are you doing?" The third elder reached out to pull him, but Meng Xuekang avoided it.

"Master, in fact, the Sixth Elder died to save the disciple. At that time, the merman hit him with the Sea God Scepter. The disciple reacted a bit slower and did not dodge. It was the Sixth Elder who blocked the blow for the disciple. "

"Mermaid?"

Several elders cried out in surprise at the same time, but Wei Hongyi's face darkened: "Who are you talking about?"

Meng Xuekang glanced at her, and said nervously: "I don't know her name, I only know that she claims to be a disciple of Chasing Cloud Sect, and the boy beside her is Zhuyi."

"What nonsense are you talking about? My little junior sister killed the Sixth Elder? She is not yet spiritually perfect, how can she kill an elder from a big sect in one blow? Empty words have no evidence, what evidence?"

Zhu Wanqing immediately rolled up his sleeves and stared at Meng Xuekang.

Meng Xuekang looked at the others and said, "Everyone here can testify to me that we came here to hunt for treasure, but we worked hard to open the mechanism, and the Sea God's Scepter appeared, but she snatched it by opportunistic means, and forcibly formed a bond with blood... ..."