City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 645
"That's right! There seems to be some truth in the words of the common world! However, now that we are facing a great enemy, it would be great if we could twist the inside together and fight against outsiders!" Elder Mu suddenly sighed.

The main reason why he can sigh so much is because he remembered Elder Tan's performance before.

As an elder of Yunmeng Pavilion, Qin Yuge unexpectedly tried to take advantage of others. Not only did he speak for outsiders, but he also took the initiative to lower his status. The other party could just give an excuse and he would be forgiven on behalf of Yunmeng Pavilion!

She is simply a scum among elders and a disgrace to Yunmeng Pavilion!

"Elder Mu don't need to worry too much. In the face of the enemy, everyone in the door will be twisted together. We only need to do our own thing well." Lu Yuqing comforted in a low voice.

Elder Mu's words just now actually have the meaning of "to fight against the outside world, we must first settle down inside". It's not very good to say it at this time, especially in front of other people. People who are indecisive, rush to each other.

Because of this, Lu Yuqing quickly interrupted Elder Mu's words and calmed him down in a low voice.

"You're right. Since I'm the elder of the sect's internal affairs, I have to do my job well. I'll go back and ask the head of Yimeng to cut off that old man's position!" The elder cast a disdainful glance at Elder Qin who was next to him, and left in a hurry.

While everyone was discussing things, the black spots on the lake became bigger and closer, and gradually they could see the appearance of those people clearly.

It was only then that everyone realized that each of the sixteen disciples who flew back was carrying a corpse on their backs, even Ding Yi was no exception.

Sixteen survivors, sixteen corpses, one after another, there is a different kind of irony.

The surviving Changshengtang disciples returned home like an arrow, and they were very fast. In less than half a minute, they crossed the central lake and landed in front of everyone.

Seeing that among the returning disciples, the leader was Ding Yi, both Elder Tong and the rest of Yunmeng Pavilion heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Elder Tong couldn't wait to greet him, and looked Ding Yi's body up and down, as if checking whether he was injured, but Ding Yi's appearance was a bit indecent at this time, after all, he tore all his clothes during his transformation, so he could only Borrow someone else's coat to barely cover it.

After being stared at by the master for a while, Ding Yi lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Master, I'm sorry. My disciple is incompetent and has caused heavy casualties to all my fellow disciples. Please punish me, Master!" Ding Yi said, his knees suddenly weakened and he was about to kneel down to apologize.

Fortunately, Elder Tong helped him in time and did not make him kneel down. Not only did Elder Tong not have any intention of blaming him, but he kindly comforted him and said: "I didn't think carefully about this matter, so I have to blame him." Blame me, you are just a victim, don't blame yourself like this!"

As Elder Tong said, he burst into tears and burst into tears for a while, feeling extremely sad.

Those disciples who were lucky enough to escape with their lives were immediately moved when they saw this scene, and the resentment they had originally felt dissipated immediately.

"It seems that Master still attaches great importance to our safety! After so many fellow disciples died, Master cried bitterly in front of everyone without any scruples. It must have given some comfort to those who died." The surviving disciples all thought.

Among the crowd, only Ding Yi had a complicated expression. He seemed to have something to say, but he suddenly held back his words when he reached his lips.

After crying for a while, Elder Tong finally stopped his tears, looked at the crowd with tears in his eyes, and said: "I am very pleased that you can come back alive, the matter is over, no matter what happened in the thick fog, everything is over! "

"By the way, you take back these sacrificed fellow disciples first, and use our status as honorary disciples of the Changsheng Hall to bury them!" After finishing speaking, Elder Tong waved to the disciples who stayed on the north shore, asking them to come over and help with things. .

At this moment, one of the surviving disciples suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly: "Master, please slow down!"

"Huh?" Elder Tong frowned tightly, put away the previous pain, and asked a little unhappy: "What's the matter? Do you have anything else to do?"

"Yes, Master!" The disciple hurriedly walked a few steps, walked to a corpse, then pointed with his hand and said: "This man does not deserve to be treated as an honorary disciple. I hope he can get a fair punishment. !”

"Master, that's what I mean too!" Among the surviving disciples, another person stood up.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Almost all the surviving disciples stood up, pointed at the corpse, and asked Elder Tong to give him a fair punishment, except for the leader Ding Yi.

This situation made the surrounding Yunmeng Pavilion disciples dumbfounded. They didn't know what was going on. They obviously died together on the south bank. Why did the surviving disciples target one of the corpses alone? With that tone and use Words, as if that corpse had made some big mistake!
At this time, Ding Yi, as the leader of the team, had to stand up, came to Elder Tong, and begged: "Master, Junior Brother Mo Yuanzhong made a big mistake in the thick fog. He really does not deserve the treatment of an honorary disciple. Disciple I hope Master can deal with it impartially!"

At first, Elder Tong was a little confused about the disciples' reaction. However, after listening to Ding Yi's statement, although he did not clearly explain what mistake Mo Yuanzhong made, as someone who has experienced it, Elder Tong immediately thought of something. , his complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes looking at Mo Yuanzhong's body were a little horrified!

"They must have encountered that monster who can play tricks on people's hearts in the trapped dragon formation, and Mo Yuan is the spokesperson of that monster after all!" Elder Tong thought in his heart.

In addition, killing fellow disciples, this kind of thing cannot be publicized, it must be kept strictly confidential, and the Yunmeng Pavilion next to it must not be seen as a joke.

Thinking of this, Elder Tong said with difficulty: "This matter... we will talk about it later, you go back and rest first..."

Originally, Elder Tong wanted to ask one more thing: "What happened in the dense fog must not be spread." However, he never thought that those surviving disciples would have misunderstood him, thinking that he didn't know what happened in the dense fog, so he didn't want to Deal with Mo Yuanzong, the monster who killed his fellow disciples.

Therefore, the surviving disciple who stood up first shouted excitedly: "Master, this Mo Yuan finally pretended to be a monster in the thick fog, and secretly attacked and killed his fellow disciples. He killed it alone! If the master can't deal with it fairly, the spirits of the fifteen fellow disciples in heaven may never rest!"

(End of this chapter)