God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 1832 Senior Sect Leader, Be Sober

And with a cracking sound, the chair under the high door master had already broken a leg during his struggle, and then the chair couldn't support his weight, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Senior Master, you have to stay rational and be sober!" The dead head rushed forward, raised his hand and slapped the Gao Family Master's face twice, trying to use this method to restore the Gao Family Master's sanity.

It's a pity that the method of killing people's heads has little effect, the master of the high sect is like a wild horse that has lost its stiffness, and struggles as if he has lost his mind.

Yun Yu hurriedly wanted to help, but was pushed away by the demented master of the sect, her small body fell to the ground, proclaiming the emperor with both hands, a bloody streak was wiped out by the broken stones on the ground the wound!
"Hiss..." Taking a deep breath, Yun Yu sat slumped on the ground, and glanced at her bloody palm.

The smell of fresh blood permeated the air, causing the master of the sect Gao to turn his head and look at Yun Yu immediately. Then, with a great effort, he broke free from the chains on his body. His strength was so great that he knocked the dead man's head into the air. .

Gritting his teeth secretly, when the dead man's head flew out, he looked at Yun Yu and shouted anxiously, "Yun Yu, run quickly!"

Before Yun Yu even had time to stand up, the high sect master jumped up and rushed in front of him in an instant.

Yun Yu was shrouded in cloud under the burly figure of the high sect master, Yun Yu trembled in fright, her small face was pale and she yelled dead head, "Master!!"

The master's voice seemed to awaken the rationality of the high sect master, a bit of pain finally appeared in his lifeless eyes, and an extremely bloody scene appeared in his mind.

In his memory, he became a puppet in the Elder's Pavilion. At that time, his disciples rushed over, calling for his master, trying to stop his crazy movements.

Master Gao's memory came to an abrupt end here, and he couldn't remember what happened next. In his memory, everything was soon replaced by bright red. When he regained consciousness, his apprentice Hey, all the elders and disciples in Xianlinmen have become puppets like him.

Seeing the pained expression on the face of the senior master, the dead man quickly rushed forward while the senior master was unable to move, picked up Yun Yu and backed away, nervously keeping a safe distance from the senior master .

"Are you all right?" Dead Head was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, he looked down at Yun Yu and asked.

Yun Yu nodded quickly, "I'm fine, Master, don't worry."

Here, the master of the high sect seemed to be in great pain. He kept hitting his head hard on the ground, let out an indistinct roar, and finally turned over with a flash of tears streaming down his face. On the top of the wall, he rushed straight to the outside of the National Teacher's Mansion.

"Not good!" The dead head was shocked, and quickly took out a small whistle from his arms, and blew it vigorously.

"Jie—!"

The whistle sounded quickly and traveled a long distance, and dozens of hidden guards trained in the National Teacher's Mansion came to the dead man's head within a breath, and knelt down respectfully facing him, "Young Master Ni!"

"The master of the high sect ran away. You hide your identities and chase after him. Remember, don't hurt his life. Use this medicine-tempered silver needle to pierce the center of his eyebrows, and he will lose the power to resist." Handing the silver needle to the leader, Anwei Fuyi, the dead man's head muttered with a condensed expression, "Go!"

(End of this chapter)