Chapter 72

At the top of Tianyue Peak, Yuntingshen and Meng Yanyue had just finished a sparring match. Judging from the surrounding rubble and fallen trees, it was clear that the battle was fierce and exciting.

"The clouds are deep, and the sword is still young! I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still better than me. You said you can't let me go back?" Meng Yan closed his fan more and more, pretending to be dissatisfied.

"Who asked me to compete with each other? Don't complain if you are not as good as others." Yunting stood calmly and said lazily.

"Can't you change your vicious tongue? I don't know how your apprentice can stand it." Meng Yanyue raised his eyebrows.

"I won't bother you to worry about this. The competition is over. The person behind Zhang Huaiqiu has not been found yet?" Yunting's cold voice sounded in the wind.

"Speaking of this matter, I don't know what kind of sweetness the person behind the scenes gave Zhang Huaiqiu. He actually refused to say anything. Now everyone is half dead, hanging with only one breath, and his bones are still so hard." Meng Yanyue frowned slightly.

"Go and have a look." Yuntingshen turned around and prepared to go down the mountain.

"You want to go? It's such a small thing..." Before Meng Yanyue could finish speaking, Yunting Shen disappeared.

Meng Yanyue shook his fan and chuckled, "A guy with a cold face and a warm heart, who talks what he means."

Immediately followed.

The two of them landed at the door of the dungeon, but before they entered, they saw the prison guard in charge of the dungeon walking out in a hurry, with a solemn look on his face.

The prison guard suddenly saw Meng Yanyue standing not far away and knelt on the ground in shock.

"Song Jie, why are you so scared? Am I so scary?" Meng Yanyue stepped forward and tapped prison guard Song Jie on the shoulder with his fan, "Just in time, we want to go in and see Zhang Huaiqiu's condition."

"Head...Headmaster, this..." Song Jie looked panicked and hesitated.

"What? I'm not qualified to enter?" Meng Yanyue narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"I never meant that, it's just..." Song Jie wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart skipped a beat, and he closed his eyes and said, "It's just that Zhang Huaiqiu is dead."

"What?!" Meng Yanyue's voice rose in vain, "Zhang Huaiqiu is dead? How did you take care of him? I said before that I could not kill him no matter what, but I said before, how did you do it?!"

Song Jie's face turned pale and he replied tremblingly, "Headmaster, we did leave him alive, but for some reason, when we went to interrogate him, we found that he was already out of breath."

"Headmaster, the brothers really followed your instructions. We don't know what happened..." Song Jie kowtowed desperately and cried.

"Go and take a look first." Yunting said deeply.

"Okay, look at your worthless look, lead the way." Meng Yanyue was so angry that he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.Song Jie quickly stood up and led the two of them into the dungeon.

"Master, in terms of time, it has been half an hour since we found out that Zhang Huaiqiu was dead. After checking, it was not a suicide." Song Jie quickly opened the cell door and looked at Zhang Huaiqiu on the ground and said.

"Isn't it suicide?" Meng Yanyue frowned, "With such strict supervision, how could someone come in and kill Zhang Huaiqiu?"

Yun Tingshen stepped forward and looked at Zhang Huaiqiu's body. Zhang Huaiqiu's body was covered with various scars, his spiritual power was suppressed, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in great pain when he died.

I used my spiritual power to explore again, and found that the physical strength was not poisonous.

Yun Ting felt that something was fishy, ​​and carefully observed Zhang Huaiqiu's wounds. His eyes suddenly paused, and he lifted Zhang Huaiqiu's sleeves.

A healed wound caught Yunting Shen's attention. The wound had not scabbed after healing for a long time!

Yunting took a deep sniff, and there was the smell of Sanhua liquid, which covered the wound with spiritual power and was non-toxic.

What could that be?Just as Yunting Shen was about to take back his spiritual power, something suddenly moved under the wound.

His breath was stagnant, and he quickly used his spiritual power to capture it and drag it out of the wound.

What they saw next made everyone's eyes widen. They saw an insect as big as a mung bean, completely black, wriggling and struggling in the air.

"Poisoned!" Meng Yanyue exclaimed.

Yunting frowned deeply, thinking it was poison at first, but he didn't expect it to be a poison.

After a person is poisoned by poison, he or she will not be able to tell for a short period of time, but will gradually become dizzy, have a mental breakdown, and finally die from the torture of unconsciousness.

Someone must have tampered with the Sanhua Liquid and incorporated the harmful poison into it.

But the use of Gu is prohibited not only in the Fairy Spirit Sect, but also in the entire human world. Only the Witch Clan has it, so how could it appear here?
"Put this thing away. This matter is important. If it's not someone from the Witch Clan who sneaked into the Immortal Sect, then someone is colluding with the Witch Clan." Yuntingshen handed the Gu worm to Meng Yanyue.

"Who dares to do such a thing under my eyes? You are so audacious! I will find this person out!" Meng Yanyue put the Gu insects away with a serious expression.

Anyone who dares to use poison to harm someone, no matter who it is, must be killed, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

(End of this chapter)

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