Chapter 101: A message (1/2)

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Everyone's eyes swept and suddenly found the forgotten Bai Meng, who was lying in the corner at the moment, covered in blood, and passed out.

Poof!

I don’t know who laughed out loud. Yu Fang and others in the crowd laughed the loudest even with other outside disciples.

Before he broke into the puppet tower, Bai Meng deliberately preached, trying to attract attention.

In the history of the Chongyang Gate, every outside disciple should be promoted to an inner disciple, not to mention Bai Meng. The speed of traversing the puppet tower is only the genius of Xiao Ye?

Unexpectedly, because of the battle between Xiao Ye and Qin Nan, from the protagonist to an unsupported supporting role, what is the irony? This should be the most tragic genius in history.

The elder Jinpao, who came to lead Baimeng into the inner door, saw Baimeng's appearance for a moment, and then looked black.

He saw at a glance that Bai Meng's right palm was scrapped, and his future achievements in martial arts would be greatly reduced.

”This son should have been affected by the battle between the two.” The elder of the golden robe secretly said, ”If I take this opportunity to punish Xiao Ye, then Qin Nan will also be implicated.”

As for those injured outside disciples, he would not care at all, because at Chongyangmen, outside disciples are very difficult to take seriously.

”It's not worth it for such a promising inner disciple to come forward. Xiao Ye still left it to Zhao Gan to deal with it.” Thinking of this, he picked up Bai Meng, who passed out, and gave Xiao Ye a cold glance. Then turned around and left.

A turmoil ended.

If Bai Meng knew what the elder Jinpao was thinking, he would vomit blood again, his palm was obviously abolished by Xiao Ye.

Seeing the other party left, Xiao Ye was shocked.

”Despite this, my current goal is to work hard!” Xiao Ye secretly said.

Although he defeated Qin Nan, he relied on physical strength, and his own cultivation was his greatest weakness. And in the inner door, there are four people who are stronger than Qin Nan. He may not be able to fight, so he has not reached the time of pride.

And...and Zhao Qian!

Thinking of Zhao Qian, Xiao Ye's eyes became cold, and there was a huge pressure in his heart.

Why did Zhao Qian forcefully change the outcome of the trial a year ago?

Because Zhao Qian was strong enough, there were three black-robed elders behind him, and the deputy master supported him.

For example, if Qin Nan angered Zhao Gan today, Zhao Qian would definitely not hesitate to kill him without worrying about being punished by the sect.

But he is different. There are rules. He doesn't dare to kill Qin Nan at all, because it will cause a huge disaster.

The gate rules only restrain the weak. When your strength is strong enough, you can override the gate rules and even change the gate rules.

In the final analysis, this is the world of the strong!

”Someday, I have to be strong enough that no rules can restrain me!” Xiao Ye's eyes were clear.

At this time, Shao Yan, Yu Fang, Li Wufeng and Long Shaojie had come over with excitement.

Xiao Ye temporarily abandoned the pressure, and in the awe of others, returned to the familiar yard, talked about drinking, and described his experience in the death swamp.

Of course, he did not say anything about the six elders.

On the other hand, the elders who came to pick up Baimeng's golden robe, and after placing Baimeng, hurriedly walked to a huge palace, a look of envy flashed in his eyes.

In the Chongyang Gate, in addition to the four elders in black robes, there were only a few pro-disciples.

In the palace, Zhao Qian in a white robe sat cross-legged, a terrible breath filled all corners of the palace like a sea of ​​oceans. The elder of the golden robe just walked in and felt his body sink, as if carrying a mountain before him.

A year later, Zhao Qian's cultivation behavior is even more unfathomable.

”Mr. Zhao!” Elder Jinpao arched his hand.

”What's the matter?” Zhao Qian said lightly without opening his eyes.

”Xiao Ye, came back from the swamp of death.” Elder Jinpao said.

After the words fell, Zhao Qian opened his eyes, suddenly a strong breath lifted from his body, and the whole palace was shaking violently.

The elder of the golden robe paled, and stumbled back a few steps, terrified.

Zhao Qian’s cultivation practice is too horrible. Can anyone from the Chongyangmen young generation contend with him?

”Xiao Ye, this ants actually came back alive, which really surprised me.” Zhao Qian murmured coldly.

The elder of the golden robe did not dare to neglect and told Xiao Ye of defeating Qin Nan.

”No matter how powerful the ants are, they are always ants.” Zhao Qian's expression didn't change from beginning to end. ”It doesn't matter if he comes back. When I break through the barrier, I will slowly torture him again.”

After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

The elder of the golden robe hurriedly withdrew from the palace, only to realize that the robe had been soaked in cold sweat.

”The elders in black robe didn't give me such a horrible feeling. This son really deserves to be the arrogant son of Chongyangmen.” He smiled bitterly, and then walked away.

...

Soon, the news of Xiao Ye's return from the death swamp spread throughout the Zongmen and triggered an earthquake.

Many people know the danger level of the swamp of death. Since the opening of the Chongyangmen School, only one person has lived out of it.