After the waste material goes against the sky

Chapter 372 The Black Hand [1]

If you didn't catch the person on the spot, your investigation like this will not only fail to find the real culprit, but will also hurt the friendship of the same family.It's better to let it go, and everyone will be more careful in the future. "

Hearing Han Mo's words, Su Shengdong was secretly happy.

Fu Hongxiao, who had lost his son and more than a dozen disciples one after another, now looked at Luo Qingyun also died, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

Too lazy to ask any more, he waved his hands and said: "Forget it, you carry Qing Shan's body to the back hall, and as a teacher, you have to put him in the coffin yourself."

As Luo Qingyun's body was carried away, the disciples also dispersed in twos and threes.Su Shengdong also took the opportunity to go back to his bedroom and was secretly happy.

Because Fu Hongxiao didn't want to see anyone die again, and with the idea of ​​ending this disaster, he buried more than a dozen coffins together with his disciples.

And Han Mo who sent Luo Qingyun back, after paying homage to the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, he also went down the mountain with his servants and left in a mighty way.
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The night breeze is slightly cool, and the moonlight is clear and faint.

Entering the beautiful Qilin Valley on the outskirts of Dongjincheng, the capital of Xiliang, you can see a majestic building from a distance, row upon row, criss-crossing among the mountains.

As soon as you enter the valley, you can see the three characters "Fengtianmen" engraved with wild grass on a huge rock.

And at a stone tablet next to the huge rock, the words "death to trespassers" are engraved.

Walking towards the majestic building over there, it won't be long before you can see a huge plaque with red letters on a black background, with the four characters "Hexiang Villa" written in block letters.

And this Hexiang Villa is the lair of Lin Zhonghe, the master of Fengtianmen and the leader of the martial arts alliance.

After entering the boundary of Fengtianmen, disciples of Fengtianmen wandered around in twos and threes at will.Perhaps in their hearts, no one can stand side by side with Fengtianmen, no one can be an enemy of Fengtianmen, and for a long time, no one has dared to trespass on the boundary of Fengtianmen, so their patrols are just a routine.

I don't know if these Fengtianmen disciples have practiced some evil martial arts similar to the Sunflower Canon, all of them look like Xiaoshou, and they are all feminine.But it seems that all of them have extraordinary skills. It is no wonder that Fengtianmen can become the supreme martial arts school in the past two years.

Right under the eyelids of these Fengtianmen disciples who seemed to be not weak in martial arts, an extremely arrogant figure wearing a Yuehua Baiyun brocade robe passed in front of these people at a speed almost like a ghost.In a flash, the robe of one of the men was rolled up.

The ghostly white shadow flashed past, and instantly disappeared behind the grass and rocks.Comes and goes as fast as lightning.

And the man who almost passed by the white shadow froze for a moment, looked at the clothes that were suddenly rolled up and then drooped down again, and frowned suspiciously.

It seemed that something flashed in front of him just now, but it didn't feel like it.After thinking about it, it seems that nothing in this world is faster than eyesight, especially the eyesight of their practitioners.So even if he was a little confused, he didn't stop and wandered towards other places.

Of course, the man in white was none other than Mo Zihan who rushed from Jiuquan City to the capital of Xiliang.

(End of this chapter)