Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 150 The Master Saves Me
Inside the Qingyang Sword Sect.

There was a burst of noise, and Ye Xiuzheng, who was dealing with affairs in the main hall of the third peak, couldn't help frowning when he heard the sound, as if displeased.

What's going on outside?How can it be so noisy?

Ye Xiuzheng put down the business in hand, stood up and walked out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the gate of the hall, Nangong Zhan rushed over with a sad look on his face, and he even ignored saluting.

"Uncle Ye... so charming..."

Nangong Zhan hesitated to speak, the expression in his eyes made Ye Xiuzheng feel a strong sense of uneasiness!

The noise outside is related to Qingwu?
At this point in his thoughts, he didn't care about his airs as the peak owner, so he stepped forward and squeezed Nangong Zhan's shoulders, and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong with Qingwu?"

Nangong Zhan lowered his eyes to cover up the pain in his eyes, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Uncle Ye, Qingwu has passed away!"

Suddenly there was a loud 'hum' sound in his head, and his rational tendon seemed to be broken.

The strength of Ye Xiuzheng's hands could almost crush his shoulder blades, Ye Xiuzheng's eyes were red all over, and his face was a bit hideous.

"Ah Zhan, don't talk nonsense, don't deceive Uncle Ye!" Ye Xiuzheng's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of trill.

"When did Ah Zhan lie to Uncle Ye?" Nangong Zhan looked up at him and said with rosy eyes.

"I do not believe!"

"Take me to find her! My little Qingwu will not die!"

"quick!"

Ye Xiuzheng felt chills all over his body, he almost roared out, as if he was covering up the uneasiness and grief in his heart.

When Nangong Zhan heard the words, he didn't reply, and he didn't lead the way immediately, because the body of Junior Sister Qingwu was taken away, and her whereabouts are unknown now.

If he told Uncle Ye the news at this time...

Will Uncle Ye be unable to bear it?

Seeing that Nangong Zhan was a little distracted and hesitant, this made Ye Xiuzheng feel even more uneasy.

"Uncle Ye..."

Before Nangong Zhan could speak, a voice came from not far away: "Ye Qingwu is dead, and her body was stolen, everyone hurry up and find it!"

"Why did Ye Qingwu die?"

"It is said that Ye Qingwu peeked at Mo Xianzun taking a bath, and was discovered by Junior Sister Weiwei, and then Mo Xianzun punished her. Ye Qingwu was sent to the Law Enforcement Hall and received [-] whips. She couldn't bear it and died... ..."

"How could this be? She is still here today..."

"It is said that when the two senior brothers were carrying her body, a white figure snatched her body away!"

"Someone actually snatched her body. Could it be that they made her into some evil method?"

"Heh, Ye Qingwu deserves it. Everyone knows that she loves Mo Xianzun, but she never thought that she would do such a nasty thing. She deserves her death!" a female disciple said sarcastically.

However, as soon as the female disciple finished speaking, a gray figure appeared in front of her. Before she could make any facial expressions, Ye Xiuzheng twisted her neck with one hand, and there was a loud 'click'.

A ball of flames shot out from Ye Xiuzheng's hands, directly burning the female disciple to ashes, and together with her soul, she was blown away!

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the third peak, who were so obsessed with talking about it here, were stunned, and even more frightened, and knelt down one after another.

"Peak Master..." the disciples shouted.

"Is what you said true?" Ye Xiu asked in a deep voice.

When the disciples heard the words, they lowered their heads, not daring to respond, for fear that they would be the next to be killed.

They also did not expect that the usually gentle Peak Master would kill that female disciple...

Just because that female disciple said some slanderous words.

Ye Xiuzheng looked deeply at the disciples who were kneeling quietly around him. He exuded a chill that made people tremble with fear.

"Comprehensively search for Qingwu and close the sect!" Ye Xiuzheng said in a majestic and solemn voice.

"Yes!"

All the disciples took orders, because the Peak Master at this moment was too terrifying, and being around him was extremely stressful.

The precious daughter whom the peak lord favored on the tip of his heart died, so he should settle the score with Namo Xianzun...

It's just that these things are no longer within their reach.

However, after searching for a day and a night, Ye Qingwu's body was not found, and instead shocked the disciples of the entire sect and the elders of the peak master.

At this moment, Mo Xianzun is in retreat. To be precise, he started to practice after sending Ye Qingwu to the Law Enforcement Hall.

'bang bang bang'

'bang bang bang'

'bang bang bang'

Loud noises of mountains and rivers were heard from the seventh peak, which shocked everyone, thinking that it was an enemy attack, they all rushed over.

Unexpectedly, under the moonlight, above the void of the Seventh Peak stood a man in a gray robe. He held a Liecheng sword and waved a series of spiritual powers, directly destroying the Seventh Peak to an unsightly level. .

Everyone took a closer look, and it turned out to be the third peak master—Ye Xiuzheng!

The owner of the fourth peak frowned, and asked the elder beside him, "Why does Ye Feng mainly attack the seventh peak?"

"Haven't you heard? Ye Qingwu's death can be regarded as Mo Yiran's death!" The elder sighed, "Today, Peak Master Ye has already started a killing spree. They were all killed, because they were the ones who killed Ye Qingwu."

The Lord of the Fourth Peak was shocked when he heard the words, why did that little girl Ye Qingwu die?

Don't those disciples of Law Enforcement Hall know that this little girl Ye Qingwu is weak?
"It seems that today's battle between Ye Fengzhu and Mo Yiran is inevitable, unless the suzerain comes." The fourth peak looked up.

A woman dressed in purple appeared above the void of the Seventh Peak. She approached Ye Xiuzheng, but Ye Xiuzheng scolded her and stopped her.

"Don't come here, today I must kill Mo Yiran! Avenge Qingwu!"

Master Zilan heard the words, and didn't say anything more, and she felt uncomfortable and painful.

She said: "I will send someone to find Qingwu."

After speaking, she turned and left. In the night, the tears in her eyes were particularly obvious. She pursed her lips, and although she didn't say a word, her body exuded an aura of grief.

"Mo Yiran, you will definitely die today!" The voice with spiritual power spread to every corner of the sect.

"If you don't get out, this peak master will kill your little apprentice!"

As he spoke, he raised his left hand. Mo Weiwei, who was originally hiding in the Seventh Peak, felt her body being absorbed by a powerful force, and she went uncontrollably towards Ye Xiuzheng in the void.

She was terrified because she heard that Ye Xiuzheng had killed many people.

"Master, save me!"

"Master, save Weiwei!"

Seeing that she was about to be strangled by Ye Xiuzheng, she opened her eyes wide with resistance and fear, "No..."

Fortunately, before Ye Xiuzheng grabbed her neck, she was pulled into a warm embrace by a force.

(End of this chapter)