Super Martial God

At the same time, the outer door.

Where Zhimo lives.

A figure suddenly swept into the yard where Zhimo lived.

At this time, Zhimo was washing clothes. When he saw the figure, he was startled on the spot: "who are you?"

"Sorry, entrusted."

The figure was a man in black with a black scarf. His voice was low and there was no nonsense. He stabbed Zhimo with a sword.

Just as he was about to kill Zhimo, a figure appeared from the side and clamped his sword in his hand.

"Elder martial brother Wang?"

Seeing this man, the man in black was surprised.

Wang Zhao, the second disciple under the painting throne, the second sage master, and the man in black could not have imagined that Wang Zhao would appear here.

"Oh? Still know me? "

Wang Zhao smiled coldly and pulled off the man in black.

"Elder martial brother Chen?"

Zhimo was surprised.

"Miss, do you know him?"

Wang Zhaodao.

He really doesn't know a few disciples from outside.

"He is one of the strongest disciples in the outer gate, Chen Beirong."

Know the truth.

"Good, huh?"

Wang Zhao suddenly had a cold flash. He held Chen Beirong's chin in his palm. As soon as he twisted it, he dislocated Chen Beirong's chin, and then forced the poison out of Chen Beirong's mouth.

"Or a dead man? But you think it's too beautiful to kill yourself in front of me. "

Wang Zhao sneered.

"Wang Zhao, find out who is behind the scenes as soon as possible."

At this time, another figure appeared.

Seeing this figure, Chen Beirong's heart sank, and his face was pale: "master painter..."

He has realized that Bai Yunxia has been calculated by others, but it is too late to inform Bai Yunxia.

At the next moment, Wang Zhao directly performed soul searching and forcibly searched Chen Beirong's spirit.

A few minutes later, Chen Beirong's spirit was broken and his seven orifices bled to death.

Wang Zhao threw his body aside and said to the painter, "master, this Chen Beirong is a dead man trained by Bai Yunxia. Bai Yunxia met Yue Qiang this morning..."

Wang Zhao did not hide anything and told the painting Saint all the information in Chen Beirong's memory.

"Bai Yunxia?"

The painting saint was angry. "Send someone to kill my daughter? What is he doing? Bastard! "

But the great saint is worthy of being a great saint. He quickly coagulated his pupils: "no, this is a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Go and check whether something has happened in Huanying mountain. No, I'll go there myself."

He is responsible for the guard task of Huanying mountain.

At ordinary times, he would use his mind to monitor Huanying mountain, but today, because he was concerned about the safety of his daughter, he ignored Huanying mountain.

Huanying mountain.

"Lord Yuan Sheng."

A guardian returned and saluted Yuan Sheng respectfully.

"What did you find out?"

Yuan Shengshen said.

"Back to Yuan Sheng, Yue Qiang went out this morning, first went to Bai Fu to meet Bai Yunxia, and then returned to his own yard. After staying for half an hour, he went to the Academy, met the scholar, and then came to Huanying mountain."

The guardian told the truth.

"Bai Yunxia? "The book saint?"

Yuan Sheng looked hard, then thought of something and said, "where is the painting saint? Isn't he in charge of Huanyingshan? Where is he? "

"Painting Saint him..."

The guardian didn't know how to answer.

"Brother yuan, well, it's my dereliction of duty today."

Just then, the painting Saint flew over.

"Hum."

Yuan Sheng snorted coldly, "painting a saint and destroying the envoy plan, which was told by the Taoist Lord. If you don't give me an explanation, I may think you did it on purpose."

"Brother yuan, don't be angry."

The painting Saint smiled bitterly and quickly explained what had happened before.

"Bai Yunxia sent someone to kill your daughter? Did anyone inform you in advance? "

Hearing the speech, Yuan Sheng's eyes changed for a while, and then sighed, "painting saint, you're in someone else's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

"It seems that brother yuan, you also want to understand."

Draw the holy way.

"That Yue Qiang thought he was hiding well. In fact, when you think about it carefully, you know that he stayed in the yard for half an hour, just when you got the news."

Yuan Sheng said slowly, "in my opinion, the person who told you the news is actually Yue Qiang. They just want you to know and transfer you away."

He didn't know that Lin Mu deliberately played such a trick to make things more realistic.

"Brother yuan, what happened to Huanying mountain?"

The painting Saint took a breath. He actually fell into someone else's plan.

"Just now, the destroyer was almost rescued. Fortunately, the other party underestimated the danger of the destroyer and was killed by the destroyer. Otherwise, he would have succeeded."

Yuan Sheng said, "before you came, the consciousness of the messenger of destruction recovered a little."

"This..."

The painting saint was shocked. If the messenger of destruction was saved, he would be a great sin.

But then he didn't understand: "however, this is the limitless Taoist court. How can the other party bring out the destroyer?

"If it's an external person, of course, it can't be done, but if it's an internal person and is as powerful as you and me?"

Yuan Sheng said coldly.

The painting Saint thought and responded quickly, and suddenly returned to his mind: "Bai Yunxia, is this related to the book saint?"

"You see."

Yuan Sheng pointed to Xia Yueqiang's body.

"Who is this?"

The painter frowns. He really doesn't know Yue Qiang. After all, there are many core disciples. He can't know everyone.

"His name is Yue Qiang."

Yuan Sheng looked at the previous guardian, "tell me about it with the painting saint."

"Yes."

The guardian immediately told the painter what had happened before.

After hearing this, the painting saint's face was ugly: "let's go and see the Shusheng and see what he has to say."

"Go."

Yuan Sheng didn't hesitate, "I can't say today. We'll join hands to suppress him."

"With the strength of both of us, there may be some trouble. Call the wine saint and the medical saint."

Draw the holy way.

Chuhe mountain.

Qin Chuwei is talking to Lin Mu and Zixiu.

"Girl, go with me."

Suddenly, a man with a wine pot hanging around his waist, a big belly and big ears came.

"Master."

Qin Chuwei's eyes turned pale.

This man is undoubtedly the wine saint.

"Something big happened to the sect. I don't trust you to stay here. You follow me."

The wine Saint said, his eyes turned and looked at Lin Mu and Zixiu: "is this your friend?"

"Yes."

Qin Chuwei nodded.

"Let's keep up."

Wine saint.

Lin Mu's eyes flashed.

Even if the wine Saint doesn't take him, he will find a way to follow. After all, how can he miss such a good play.

However, since the wine Saint took the initiative to speak, it saved him trouble.

academy.

Zhang Xu naturally sensed the changes of Huanying mountain.

"Zhong Xiang, can't you help it?"

There was a smile on his face.

He is not in a hurry to go to Huanying mountain. He'd better wait for the xuandu sect leader to be rescued, which will better implement the crime of painting saint.

As long as the correspondence between Lin Mu and the painting saint is in his hands, he is not afraid of the painting saint's sophistry.