The emperor is too clingy, and the reborn devil queen only thinks that she is beautiful and strong.

Although the question was about Old Man Qing, there was someone else Bai Li really wanted to know.

Each college has its corresponding responsible elder. The elders and disciples eat and live together, and they all make their homes on the top of the mountain.

Logically speaking, when the men in black make a sneak attack, the elders should discover and protect the academy disciples immediately.

But coincidentally, neither Fusang Peak nor Xiaoyao Peak had elders in charge when the incident occurred, resulting in heavy losses in Xiaoyao Peak. If there were Elder Liu Musi guarding the area and a few more purple-level masters taking charge, so many people in the Spiritual Academy would not have died.

"Not long after you left, the master also went out, saying that someone was looking for him in an emergency." Zhuang Xianzhi sighed, "Fortunately, the master is not at Fusang Peak, otherwise he would have been poisoned."

Bai Li frowned.

The opportunity for Old Man Qing to leave was too coincidental. Was it really "lucky"?

Bai Li persisted and asked, "Who told him to leave? What big thing happened?"

Zhuang Xianzhi shook his head. The old man Qing left in a hurry and left no message, so he didn't know. The more uncertain his whereabouts became, the stronger the uneasy feeling in Bai Li's heart became.

Problems occurred in the three major colleges of spirit, beast, and formation at the same time. Those thieves almost touched half of Kongming Academy.

What do they want to do?
Before she could figure out the answer, a sweet and fishy feeling suddenly surged into her throat, and the strong dizziness almost made Bai Li fall over.

Strangely, she was obviously rosy and lively.

No, something happened to Lu Zai.

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Lu Zai covered his wound and stared at Shui Qilin with shocked eyes.

This guy was dying just now, and his whole body was shrouded in a thick aura of death, relying entirely on the power of his glass to hang on to his life.

But he suddenly resisted, causing his blood to flow backwards and almost being swallowed back by the death energy.

I wanted to curse a few words, but when I saw Shui Qilin's black eyes, all the curse words were stuck in my throat.

Who can evolve and learn to spray poisonous gas after being poisoned?
Not right.

"Are you OK?"

Shui Qilin couldn't answer at all.

He twisted and rolled on the ground, wailing in pain. At the same time, Jia Yuxuan's body shrank tightly into a ball, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was experiencing severe pain.

When they were at a loss what to do, Bai Li and others came out of the sky in a formation.

Seeing the poisonous appearance of Shui Qilin, Bai Li suddenly remembered that the way to break the poisonous tongue was to drink his blood. But this guy has already escaped, where can I get his blood?

and many more.

She had also tasted Wei Shi's blood, so why wasn't she poisoned?
Bai Li licked the poisonous blood between her lips and teeth. It tasted sweet, and she even wanted to take a few more bites.

Could it be that she is invulnerable to all poisons?

Does that mean that her heart's blood can be used as medicine instead of Wei Tongue's blood?

With the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he twisted the needle, dipped the blood into Shui Qilin's mouth, but after half an hour, there was no improvement. Obviously, this approach doesn't work.

Everyone fell silent again.

The night was long and silent, until a loud bell rang throughout the entire Kongming Academy.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

It's the death knell.

Many disciples died in the Spiritual Academy last night, so it makes sense for Ye Zi to ring the bell three times for the souls of the dead.

"clang--"

The death knell didn't stop there, it tolled four times, five times... nine times, a total of nine times. Everyone raised their heads at the same time and saw shock from each other's swollen eyes.

Ringing the bell three times is to express condolences to the disciples; ringing the bell nine times is to commemorate the elders.

An elder passed away last night? !
At this moment, an unread message popped up on the communication stone.

Meng Xingchen: [Return quickly].

Bai Li and Zhuang Xianzhi's breathing suddenly stopped. ——

When we returned to Fuso Peak, there was a roll of straw mat parked in the courtyard. A clean white burial cloth covered it, covering the deceased tightly.

Zhuang Xianzhi stumbled over and ran over. His calves suddenly became weak and he fell flat. He rolled and crawled to the straw mat.

He grabbed a corner of the burial cloth and said tremblingly: "Master?"

No one responded.

The dean next to him couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade him: "This man has passed away. Please express my condolences."

"No, how could Master be willing to leave?"

Zhuang Xianzhi didn't seem to hear what he said and muttered to himself: "When I was punished last time, I said I was afraid of the pain. You said I would owe you ten dollars first and keep track of it, and I would make up for it later. Have you forgotten that?"

As he spoke, he climbed forward on his hands and feet and tried to hold Old Man Qing's hand.

The body was cold and hard.

"I'm not afraid of pain now. You can get up and make up for it, okay?"

The more he spoke, the more confused he became. Meng Xingchen stepped forward to stop him: "Xiaozhuang, the master has left. Please wake up."

The sound of "Xiao Zhuang" brought him back to his senses. Zhuang Xianzhi collapsed and fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face: "Elder brother! Master is gone! How can you keep me awake!"

The sad atmosphere spread in Fusang Peak, and the disciples couldn't hold back anymore and cried loudly.

After joining the Master Formation Academy, they have been together day and night for decades. They talk about farming in the morning and return to the fields in the evening. They have already become ordinary masters and apprentices. Once they are a teacher, they will always be a father.

How painful it is to see the death of the immortal in Jia Kao!

Meng Xingchen hugged Zhuang Xianzhi tightly, tears falling silently from the corners of her eyes, soaking the burial cloth and leaving plum blossom-like marks.

Bai Li stared blankly at Old Man Qing's body.

The night before, he had told him to come to the house every hour to learn the formations, and even promised her to brew a few pots of "pear blossom white" sake as her future dowry... How could he just leave?

The old man is a majestic purple-level nine-star master, the pinnacle of combat power in the entire plane. Who has the ability to kill him? !

Bai Li clenched his fist.

She was bound to take the murderer's head to pay homage to her master's spirit in heaven.

"Dean, can you let me take one last look at Master?"

The dean sighed: "Why bother? Your master has passed away peacefully, so it's better to be buried as soon as possible."

Hearing what he said, Bai Li, Meng Xingchen, and Zhuang Xianzhi raised their heads at the same time. The three of them looked at each other, and then silently chose to remain silent and not mention the matter again. When the vigil changed at midnight, Bai Li closed the door of the mourning hall, leaving only his senior brother and sister in the room.

Old man Qing passed away suddenly, and I'm afraid there may be another hidden reason.

During the day, there were many people and the dean politely stopped them from unveiling the burial cloth. Now that the house is full of people, it's time to reveal the answer.

Meng Xingchen opened the white cloth.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the sound of sparks flying in the charcoal basin seemed particularly noisy.

Silent anger filled the air, and Bai Li reached out to brush over the fatal wounds that were so deep that his bones were visible. There was no good piece of flesh from top to bottom, and even the facial features were mutilated. It was really hard to imagine how much abuse he had suffered during his lifetime.

Zhuang Xianzhi gritted his teeth: "This is murder."

The master was called out temporarily and left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to leave a message.

Bai Li said bitterly: "And the person who did it was a close relative and trusted person."

Zhuang Xianzhi was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"He was killed when he was defenseless."

Meng and Zhuang's eyes widened.

Bai Li pointed to the broken Dantian on the corpse: "From the outside, it seems that these fatal skin injuries caused the master to bleed to death. But in fact, his Dantian was destroyed first, and his body's cultivation was not completely dissipated. He is already dead. Otherwise, there would be no spiritual power crystals left in the Dantian."