Soul Emperor Martial God

The rain in the aisle was heavy and heavy.

The warriors in the city either stayed to shelter from the rain, or temporarily took refuge in restaurants and restaurants.

Of course, there are also warriors, or demon hunters, or wind stewards, or Shura warriors, or warriors of various forces, walking in the rain.

The middle domain is still that middle domain.

The news of Xiao Yi's death, who had shocked Zhongyu, or Xiao Yi's little thief, spread throughout Zhongyu within a few days.

This is naturally breaking news.

However, after Madden, it is still the same as before.

The warriors from all sides are still walking in the big middle area.

Either move forward for their own way of martial arts, or have their own mission, and walk in the rain.

But, for some reason, the torrential rain hit the aisle, and the intensive percussion made people upset.

The moist breath makes people feel depressed.

...

Heiyun region, within Heiyun learning and teaching.

The dark cloud that obscured the sky and the sun, as always, floated over Xuejiao.

The drops of rain fell down like dark clouds.

Somewhere in the residence of the disciple.

Mo You checked several times for Mo You's perception, and he was relieved.

Mo worry, it's fine.

"Brother, Senior Luo's ability is really amazing."

"Even if his evil thief Yi Xiao is excellent, he still can't kill me, hum."

Mo You smiled triumphantly.

"Oh, by the way, not long after I woke up, I heard Brother Yu said that Xiao Yi, the little thief, is dead."

"Tsk tsk, this is the wicked person's own retribution."

"Today, the little thief Xiao Yi is dead, and only the villain Yi Xiao remains."

"Brother, in the future, you must help me avenge, kill this Yi Xiao villain, and help me out of a sigh of foul."

Mo You, with crooked eyebrows, smiled and looked at Mo You.

Mo You was silent, his complexion with inexplicable coldness.

"Worry, Yi Xiao, I don't know, but it's better not to mess with him."

"As for Junior Brother Xiao Yi..." Mo You's expression suddenly became bleak.

"The matter of Junior Brother Xiao Yi, don't mention it again in the future."

"He is my younger brother after all."

"His temperament, I know very well."

"If it's not..." Moyo paused, "If it wasn't for all sorts of changes, I think he would be my best friend for life."

After that, Mo You sighed, turned and left.

Behind him, Mo You was stunned for a moment.

Outside the residence.

A figure galloped, like a wild horse running out of its rein.

The wild horse ran a few times, passed a few phantoms in the air, and stopped in a pavilion.

"What the **** is this weather, it rains forever."

That wild horse, no, that figure is naturally Qinglin.

On the side, the deputy dean's figure appeared out of thin air, with an insignificant and kind smile on his mouth.

"Can run and jump, it seems to be fine." The deputy dean smiled.

"However, although your injuries have recovered, your talent and spirit level have only recovered to 80%."

The vice president's tone gradually increased, "After listening to Tong Ye's report, I know how dangerous it was at the beginning."

"Speaking of which, Xiao Yi, this kid is really amazing."

"If he hadn't kept the strength of the Blue Flood Dragon's inner alchemy for you as much as possible, I'm afraid you can't recover now."

"In the future, if you dare to fool around like this and see if the old man will spare you?"

Hearing this, Qing Lin curled his lips, "80% talent and 80% martial soul are enough."

"Enough?" The deputy dean glared. "My old man these days, in order to help you think of a complete recovery method, my hair is going to be white, so you just talk coldly?"

"Honestly, what benefits did you get in the tomb of the ancient emperor?"

"If it's useless, it's better to respect the old man."

"Humph." Qing Lin snorted, "Old guy, I'm too lazy to play tricks with you."

"I ask you, what the **** is Holy Moon Sect?"

"Also, the two halls of Fengsha and Shura will help Junior Brother Xiao Yi get ahead?"

"What the hell?" The vice president's face twitched, "You ordinary people, you don't know it."

"But we old guys, especially those above the big forces, can get in touch with some secrets."

"Holy Moon Sect, but the leader of the hidden world power."

"Even me, I don't know anything about them."

"However, it shouldn't be possible to say that the two halls will stand out for him."

"Huh?" Qing Lin looked angry.

"It's useless for you to be angry." The deputy dean waved his hand. "Let me tell you like this. If the Eight Palaces are going to fight the Holy Moon Sect, it will be light."

"Unless you fight to death."

"The Eight Halls were broken in half, and at least the four halls were destroyed once, and the Holy Moon Sect was bound to die."

"Otherwise, it's no use."

"So fierce?" Qing Lin was startled.

Vice President Bai gave Qinglin a glance, "You said he was the leader of the hidden power for nothing?"

"On the ancient, on the inheritance years, the Holy Moon Sect, I am afraid it is still above the Eight Palaces."

"This is the second thing. At least more than half of the hidden forces supporting the Holy Moon Sect."

"Those hidden forces, which one is not an ancient force?"

"Once a war starts, the entire Middle Region will be in chaos, even no less than the battle of the ancient monsters and evils."

"The two halls and Holy Moon Sect can't fight."

As the deputy director spoke, his complexion gradually became more complex, bleak, and pointed to a stone not far away.

Tick ​​tick tick tick...

The continuous raindrops hit the stone, as if to wash away all the traces that had appeared on the stone.

But the vice president knew that those traces on the stone would never disappear from his heart.

"Back then, I was sitting on that rock, and I asked Xiao Yi."

"I asked him, he is always so old-fashioned, always so worried, what is the burden of him."

"At that time, he did not say."

"I said, he said, I might be able to solve it for him."

"Now I know that his burden is actually such a behemoth as Saint Moon Sect."

"No wonder he doesn't say anything."

"Hey." The deputy dean sighed heavily.

Qing Lin smiled, "But no matter how heavy the burden is, no matter how old-fashioned, no matter how heavy the mind is, Junior Brother Xiao Yi will always look confident."

"Huh?" The vice president looked at Qinglin and frowned.

Seeing Qing Lin's smiling and indifferent expression, the deputy dean couldn't help being taken aback.

"You kid, have always had a great relationship with him."

"Now that he is dead, why don't you care at all?"

"Why do you care?" Qing Lin shrugged.

"Don't care?" The deputy dean frowned.

"I don't care." Qing Lin's tone was firm.

"He died, that's just news, news, it's always true or false, but I don't believe it."

The vice president frowned, "If it weren't for the two halls of Fengsha and Shura to be sure he was dead, how could such a big move be possible."

"Do you think that with the means of the two main hall masters, will confirm the wrong?"

"I don't think." Qing Lin shook his head, "The two main hall masters must have determined many things before they dared to confirm that Junior Brother Xiao Yi is dead."

"But I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

"The so-called scourge left for a thousand years, Junior Brother Xiao Yi, it is not that easy to die."

Qing Lin smiled confidently, "He promised me, he will come out alive."

"He never lied to me."

"What you promised me will surely be done."

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi, he is still alive. When he comes out in the future, he will surely make all of you old fellows stare."

Qing Lin said confidently and smiled.

However, the vice president noticed that Qing Lin's fist was clenched extremely tightly, and even trembling slightly.

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