sit and wait

Even if Zhuan Sunqiang died, he would not be easily let go.There are still secrets in him that haven't been discovered yet.But in the world of comprehension, wanting to know a person's secret has nothing to do with his life or death.Searching the soul, exploring the brain, and going back to the past, there is only the unexpected, and there is no magic that cannot be done.

To kill first, and then let the corpse "speak", this is the truth that every monk who does not want to be killed back understands.

Yan Juntao is not an expert in autopsy, but Zuo Wang Xin Zhai is.

Since He Guangjie signed a non-aggression treaty with the Tongchen Realm next door, most of the disciples who took the "blood, bone and soul" route of Zuowangxinzhai had practiced the skill of autopsy if they wanted to make a difference in the field. Get close.

This time, there are four disciples of Zuo Wang Xin Zhai who are in charge of collecting the corpses. They all wear black robes and red-patterned "school uniforms" and have the same rebellious expression. There is a soul flag with white characters on a green background, and the soul flag is hung with a bell, and it will automatically move without wind.The four disciples burned yellow paper in their hands and urged it with spiritual energy. Only then did Jinling make a strange sound like a woman laughing, making the originally hot Yashenfang feel like entering an ice cave, and the gusts of wind blowing over it made the entire I shuddered.

Zhuan Sunqiang decomposed quickly after death, and the stench emitted made it impossible to treat his body rationally.

The four disciples of Zuowangxinzhai stood far away. Under the influence of the soul flag and the Yin bell, they remotely directed Zhuan Sunqiang, who was almost unrecognizable as a human corpse, to put himself back together little by little and stand again. Get up, very careful, not a single place.

The whole world smelled better in an instant.

The onlookers exchanged secretly: "I didn't expect that Zuo Wang Xin Zhai is such a Za Wang Xin Zhai, and he is also responsible for cleaning the venue. The magic repair is not so scary."

The praised Zuo Wang Xin Zhai Moxiu was not happy at all, the evil and cruel Zong design cannot be collapsed, thank you!

Zuo Wang Xin Zhai: Let's talk about eating you!

People who eat melons: You are still arrogant, so cute!

Zuo Wang Xin Zhai: ... How did Zou Tu's brain grow? !

Under the tough attitude of General Zhuan Sun, the people of Zhuan Sun's family had already left the scene in despair, and no one dared to care about the fate of Zhuan Sun Qiang's body.It was as if they didn't dare to make a loud noise or cry when they found that the body of the second master Zhuansun was already cold.To be able to save one's life in such a scene, it is already time to snicker.

It wasn't until the venue was cleaned up that everyone remembered that the spiritual root test hadn't been completed yet.

Niangziyu is the last one.

Originally, according to everyone's opinion, Gong Ziyang should also go to check, but Gong Ziyang refused.It's not that he's stubborn, but that he really feels that he shouldn't make things that are fair to be unfair.Although he was framed, being late is late, he should admit it.The younger sister has royal blood, which is another matter, but he is not.

The most important thing is that Gong Ziyang agreed to come to the spiritual power test just for fishing and law enforcement, and he didn't intend to actually carry out any bloody test.Apart from getting the big medicine sky box, he hasn't changed in any way.

In other words, he is still an uneven five-spirit root, no matter how you test it, there will be no miracles.

Don't lose face in public.

[Wouldn't it be better to let them know that you can still ascend to immortality with such five spirit roots in the future? 】Yan Juntao understood Gong Ziyang's thoughts in seconds, and didn't force him, but just comforted him through sound transmission.

For Yan Juntao, understanding, character, and luck are all more important than aptitude.

In this way, Niangziyu became the last spiritual root tester, and everyone's attention was focused on this last person.No matter how proud she was and how confident she was in herself, Niangziyu still felt unprecedented tension. She was so nervous that she even forgot to return the mirror of sand in her hand to Yan Juntao, which gave her a constant sense of security.

In the end, Niangziyu's spiritual root test was neither unexpected nor surprising, [single spiritual root, heaven level, first grade, water system], not an innate spirit body.

But Niangziyu was pleasantly surprised by the brand-new classification of Yipin, and the little girl's eyes were full of contentment and happiness.

Innate spiritual body or something, well, she still doesn't want extravagantly.In view of the sudden appearance of so many innate spirit bodies today, the chiefs of the Nine Star Sect are not happy, which is not a good sign.She should honestly be her single spiritual root.

Fairy Yage from Qingyaomen never moved her eyes from Niangziyu's body, and when the results of her aptitude full of surprises came out, she smiled even more gently.She really deserves to be Yan Juntao's younger sister, no matter in terms of aptitude, temperament or character, she has a special affinity with her Qingyaomen!

Rong Xi then noticed the change in Fairy Yage's expression, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Qing Yaomen was an eyesore, and he asked Yan Juntao in a low voice: "You introduced Yiqi Medicine Sect to brother, what about our sister?"

Rong Xisui has always been so familiar with her address.

Yan Juntao looked at Rong Xisui strangely: "Of course, she can go to whichever she likes." He is not a control freak, and he doesn't have the leisure to let everyone around him follow his ideas.

"I think we still need to take care of it. For example, it's not suitable for the Qing Yao family. There are many women, and there are many disputes." Rong Xisui also didn't plan to detour with Yan Juntao. Yan Juntao is not a control freak, he is.He glanced at Chief Wen, who was about to come over eagerly, and added, "It's not good to sit and forget your heart, a bunch of psychopaths, with weird brains, and perverted."

In terms of abnormality, Yan Juntao felt that Rong Xi was not qualified to say anything about others.

When Niangziyu remembered to return the mirror to her brother, the chiefs of each faction had already changed to a more tightly sealed mobile palace, and conducted a second re-examination for the remaining three innate spirit bodies.

Before the results of the re-examination came out, Chief Wen still found an opportunity and asked Yan Juntao to go to the side hall alone to have a talk.

"Who is this?" Chief Wen asked knowingly, and looked provocatively at Rong Xisui, who had been following Yan Juntao and was in charge of holding Jie and Feifei, "This matter is of great importance, idlers be more conscious."

"Senior Rong is not an outsider, he is mine..." Yan Juntao hesitated, suddenly he didn't know how to introduce Rong Xisui.

"Then what about the guy behind you? Why doesn't he leave?" Rong Xi then took the initiative to take over the job of "reasoning" with Chief Wen. He likes "convincing people with reasoning" the most.

Chief Wen glanced at his military adviser and junior brother: "Can he be the same? He is mine..."

"He's your brain, I understand." Rong Xisui's appearance was always in a fog, but sometimes, some annoying words were enough to be sarcastic without looking at the expression.

Chief Wen finally couldn't bear it any longer. With a flick of his left hand, a long sword that was extremely sharp and capable of cutting whales across the sea appeared in his hand. Black and red spiritual energy wrapped around the blade, as if there were flames jumping.Chief Wen's junior subconsciously stepped back, and decisively set up a wall to protect himself from being burned. He felt that even if this senior Rong was better than Chief Wen, he would probably stumble this time.No one can get it under Chief Wen's thunderous blow that has been stored for an unknown amount of time...

Before the younger brother could finish thinking, everything had returned to calm.

The sword shattered, the flames extinguished, and the already red to black flame pattern on Chief Wen's forehead dimmed, and even cracks appeared.He still sat where he was, as if nothing had happened.But only he himself knew that he was nailed here for life, not that he didn't want to move.

With just one blow, Chief Wen's fierce and powerful trick was resolved, without even giving him a chance to send it out.The biggest humiliation, nothing more.

And Rong Xi stood as she should, and the little rabbit and raccoon in her hands didn't seem to be frightened in any way.

"Now, shall we begin?"

Force is Rong Xisui's best proof of identity.

The military division junior spoke instead of Chief Wen who hadn't spoken for a long time: "We got news from the disciples who went to the outside world for training, and we saw signs of your school's night activities in Mengkou in Dayu (yu) City."

"This is your real mission to go down the mountain, right?" Chief Wen continued to choose to die after he recovered.

Mengkou Shiye is a relatively mysterious ancient spirit beast of Tianyan Sect, and it will not be easily shown to others. The disciple of Zuowangxinzhai only recognized some signs, but did not see the real Mengkou Shiye.

"Thank you." Looking for Mengkou Shiye is indeed one of the more important tasks for Yan Juntao.

"Is the matter urgent? I can accompany you right now, and I promise that no news will be leaked." Chief Wen continued to test on the verge of death.

Before Rongxi could give Chief Wen an unforgettable lesson, Yan Juntao had already shook his head and refused.

Because...it's really not that urgent.

Tian Yanzong's Mengkou Shiye is a bit demented, and he especially likes to run away from home. He can throw it eight times a year, and all the heavens and worlds have left its footprints.

"Then can you draw me a picture of Mengkou Shiye? This will also help you find it together." Chief Wen is really enthusiastic.The thought behind the enthusiasm was, if they found this Mengkou Shiye first, wouldn't they be able to "invite" Yan Juntao to Wangxinzhai?Wouldn't it be better if Yan Juntao lived comfortably in Zuo Wang Xin Zhai and didn't want to leave?

"..." Yan Juntao paused suspiciously, and then resolutely refused.

It's really not that he doesn't want Chief Wen to help, really, uh, do you know why no one has seen what Mengkou Shiye looks like for so many years?Because it looks like a chicken.

Really. Big domestic rooster.The senile dementia chicken with a crown on its head, a gorgeous feather tail, and laying eggs can never tell which one is it if it is mixed in the flock.

Every disciple of the Tianyan Sect who was ordered to look for Mengkou Shiye was ashamed to say it. After all, "ordered to go down the mountain to find the ancient spirit beast of the sect" sounds much better than "go down the mountain to find chickens for the master", isn't it?

When they went to the main hall next door to check the test results, Chief Wen and Rong Xi deliberately slowed down by two steps and became the last ones to walk out of the side hall.

Rong Xi smiled at the corners of his eyes: "Haven't you been taught enough? I'd be happy to help you, Wen Er."

Yes, Chief Wen's name is Wen Er, an unlucky name given by his unlucky parents, whoever called him died.

But this time, Chief Wen, with a handsome face, finally suppressed his violent temper, and sneered, "I just want to give you a piece of advice. Yan Juntao has many suitors, but no one dares to confess. Who do you think is the credit for that?" ? The doctor of Yiqi Medicine Sect is much crazier than me."

He will make you kneel down and call him daddy!

The author has something to say: Will Yiqi Medicine Sect Physician Lin become Rong Xisui's biggest rival in love?

No, he will become his worst nightmare, the scariest brother-in-law!

This article is also known as "How many good brothers do you have?" Cough, just kidding, they are all brothers, half-brothers, or half-brothers, pure family affection.