Super Golden Eye

There were many wounds on Che Rui's body, and there were some glass shards in the wounds. It seemed that there was a car accident halfway through.

However, in Fang Yang's eyes, his wound was venting out.

Fang Yang retracted his gaze and sat next to Che Rui, using his true energy to help Che Rui deal with the brakes on his body: "Where did I find him? How long has it been?"

"Ten minutes before I called you, he appeared to be in a car accident on the surface, but when we saw that his wound was suffocating, we guessed that it might have been caused by the Evil Spirit Hall!" Yueying explained. Then asked worriedly: "Is there any help?"

Fang Yang nodded gently: "The evil spirit is not strong, and it hasn't entered his head, it can be saved!"

Yueying breathed a sigh of relief, and stood aside and stopped talking.

For about half an hour, Fang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The evil spirit in his body was driven out by me, but I can't guarantee when he will wake up!"

"Thank you!" Yueying thanked.

Fang Yang waved his hand and glanced at the people in the room.

Yueling understood what he meant, and ordered everyone to leave here first and do their own thing.

Some of them knew Fang Yang, and some did not.

But they all left after looking at Fang Yang curiously.

Fang Yang left three people in the room.

"Just looking at the evil spirits, you can't be sure that it was the hands of the Evil Spirit Hall!"

"Then what do you mean?" Yueling and Yueying both looked at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang shook his head: "I'm not sure for the time being, let's talk about it after he wakes up. After all, we don't have any clues. Just guessing will limit our thinking."

Yueying and Yueling nodded.

Seeing that Fang Yang's eyes were tired, Yue Ling said, "Well, let me take you to rest first, and when he wakes up, I'm calling you!"

"it is good!"

Fang Yang did not refuse, and after a day of tossing, he was also tired.

Yueying watched Fang Yang open her mouth, and finally did not speak.

Yueling sent Fang Yang to a suite, exhorted a few words, and turned to leave.

Fang Yang didn't fall asleep right away, but was thinking about Che Rui.

...

Early the next morning, Yueying came to her door and invited Fang Yang to eat with her.

Fang Yang had no reason to refuse. During the meal, Fang Yang asked Che Rui if he was awake.

Yueying's face was sad: "I haven't woken up yet, looking at his appearance, I won't be able to wake up for a while."

Fang Yang sighed secretly, Yueying was not too old, and was completely raised by the elderly of the Qilin Group. For her, those people were her elders.

Someone was injured, and the life or death was unknown. Yueying was the saddest.

After eating, Fang Yang bid farewell to Yueying and returned to Tianhaizong.

He found Huang Aohan and told Huang Aohan about Che Rui.

Huang Aohan valued this matter very much and reminded Fang Yang: "Whether it was from the Evil Spirit Temple or not, you can't relax your vigilance during this period. I have a hunch, this is not the last time!"

"I know!"

Fang Yang chatted with Huang Aohan for a while, and then left.

Just as Huang Aohan said, the secular business of the Sejong Sect in Seclusion suffered a severe blow one after another.

The general manager of each group was either dead or injured!

The hidden Sejong Sect knew that Fang Yang had the most dealings with evil spirits. Whenever someone was injured, they invited Fang Yang to have a look and let Fang Yang get rid of evil spirits.

Just as Fang Yang ran around, Miao Zong made a big deal.

The punch line was dead, and it was discovered by a sweeping nun.

The punch line hanged himself!

When Jian Miaohan learned of this, he was overwhelmed with grief, spurted out of blood, and fell unconscious!

After Jian Miaohan woke up, it was the third day after Punch's death.

Jian Miaohan found her eldest disciple and asked why Jian Miaohan hanged herself.

The nun hesitated and dared not look into Jian Miaohan's eyes.

Jian Miaohan's expression changed, and he shouted, "Say!"

The eldest disciple gritted his teeth deeply: "Master, we checked the body of Punch Talk, her shougong sand is gone, and we found Ecstasy in her room!"

"What do you mean?" Jian Miaohan's face was pale.

"She was ruined, and punch line couldn't bear to be defiled, and she hanged herself." After a pause, the nun gritted her teeth and said: "There is only one man in our Miao Sect, and the only one who can do this is..."

"Chasing Ye Sheng!"

Jian Miaohan roared with red eyes.

Punch is her favorite apprentice, usually reluctant to fight, reluctant to scold!

But now Ye Sheng, who had been fully protected by her, was killed. She had a kind of heart-wrenching pain, and her heart seemed to be pinched by someone with a big hand.

Anger, pain, disappointment, regret!

If I knew Ye Sheng was such a person, I should have Fang Yang take him away.

Hate it!

Besides, Ye Sheng, after insulting the punch line, he regretted it.

Miaozong is the sect of a monk, and his disciples are defiled, which is a major event.

He didn't dare to stay, put on his pants and ran away in the middle of the night.

He did not dare to walk from the main entrance and leave from the back mountain of Miaozong.

He ran all the way and ran for two or three hours.

After confirming that he was far away from Miaozong, he stopped and slid on the ground leaning on the big tree, his chest undulating violently, panting heavily.

"It's really a misfortune for the hidden Sejong Sect to have a scum like you out of the hidden Sejong Sect!"

A faint voice rang.

"Who?"

Ye Sheng was in a state of being a soldier, and when he heard the sound, he jumped more than three meters high.

He looked around warily.

A man walked out in the middle of the night. The man was wearing a black robe. Under the moonlight, he could see the pattern of skulls embroidered on his robe.

Wearing a hat on his head, his face is not visible.

"who are you?"

Ye Sheng took out the sharp sword, his body tense.

The man snorted, and he didn't see any movement before his body appeared in front of Ye Sheng.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that now only I can save your life!"

Although Ye Sheng couldn't see the man's face, he could feel that the man's eyes were cold.

Ye Sheng shuddered all over.

"If this matter is stabbed out, you will be pursued and killed by all the Sejong Hidden Sects. At that time, even if your master recovers your cultivation base, he will not be able to protect you."

Ye Sheng's face was uncertain, he almost guessed the identity of the man in front of him.

There is only one force that dares to confront the Sejong Gate of Yin, and that is the Evil Spirit Palace.

Ye Sheng's face was uncertain, and finally the fear of death swallowed his morality. He swallowed and asked nervously, "Can you really save my life?"

The man laughed, and the laughter was terrifying, as if a ghost was whispering.

"Of course, as long as you tell me everything about the hidden Sejong Sect, including all their plans."

"Well, as long as you can keep me alive, I will tell you everything I know."

"Russ can be taught!"

The man grabbed Ye Sheng's collar, his figure moved and disappeared.

...

The next day, Fang Yang received a call from Yang Tian asked.

Fang Yang was busy hitting the back of the head during this time, and he ran back and forth from all over the country.

After answering Yang Tian's question, Fang Yang said weakly, "Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

"Can't you call you if it's okay?"

"Of course not, I just..." Fang Yang sighed secretly.

Yang Tianwen also knew that Fang Yang was very busy during this time, so he stopped teasing Fang Yang and went straight to the subject: "Fang Yang, something happened to Miao Zong!"

"What's the matter? Maybe their disciple was also attacked?"

"It was not a sneak attack, but Miaozong's disciple was ruined by Ye Sheng!"

"what?"