The meal ordered by Elder Miao Yuan was quickly delivered by the disciples of the Golden Crow Sect. They were still the same as last time. Seven or eight disciples came one at a time and filed in. After quietly putting down the food, they prepared to leave.

Yuerong didn't remember the face of the food delivery disciple last time, so she just stared at the sword on his waist.

But after looking at the swords around everyone's waists, she couldn't find the sword that had appeared in Zhou Jin's memory.

Yue Rong raised her eyes, and asked Yun Lan if she had found that person.

Yun Lan looked at last Yuerong's questioning gaze, and he shook his head slightly, his dark eyes looked at the leading disciple, and his thin lips parted slightly, "I also lived in this courtyard last time, but the delivery man People seem to be different."

The leading disciple replied, "Yes, Xianjun is really observant."

His mind turned quickly, and he asked, "Does Xianjun want to find the disciple who delivered you food last time?"

Yun Lan looked normal, and said, "Last time, I felt that I had a lot of fate with him, so I want to see him this time."

Instead of looking for a needle in a haystack aimlessly, it is better to ask actively.

The disciples of the Golden Crow Sect looked curious, "Which senior brother got the favor of the immortal?"

Yun Lan said, "I forgot to ask his name last time, and I only vaguely remember a green tiger-pattern sword pinned to his waist."

"Tiger-patterned green sword?" He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked in surprise, "Is the fairy asking about Junior Brother Lin?"

After he finished asking, he seemed to recall that Yun Lan didn't know Junior Brother Lin's name, so he raised his hand and imagined Junior Brother Lin's appearance in the air, and asked, "Xianjun, look, but he?"

Yun Lan looked at the portrait in the air and nodded, "It's him."

The disciple's face turned pale, and he said with a complicated expression, "Xianjun, Junior Brother Lin... is dead."

"Dead?" Yun Lan twisted her fingertips, how could it be so coincidental?
He found out that there was something wrong with this person on his front foot, and he died on his back foot.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
Or. .

Or is it that they Qing Yunzong also have people from each other.

The more Yun Lan thought about it, the more likely it was that if any monk who was dying knew that there was a blood pill that could be used to prolong his life, he would definitely flock to the blood pill, and at the same time, he would also become the opponent's eagle claw.

"That's right." The leading disciple seemed to be a talkative person, "You must also know that our Sect Master Bi has gone wrong in his practice, so he will step down from the position of suzerain and hand over the position of suzerain to Du Sect Master."

"But if it's just an ordinary incident, how can we step down as suzerain?"

After he finished speaking, he looked around and said in a low voice, "Our Sect Master Bi has gone mad. He accidentally killed Junior Brother Lin, and then he was suppressed by the joint efforts of several elders."

"How can a crazy suzerain continue to assume the responsibility of a suzerain?"

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, "Xianjun, the suzerain and the elders kept this matter a secret from the whole sect. You must never tell others that I said it."

The expression on Yun Lan's face was soft, but his heart was full of vigilance.

Is he really not sure what to say, or is it a trap deliberately set by the other party?
"Then where did your elders suppress the crazy Sect Master Bi?"

Yun Lan sighed softly, eyes drooping, with a worried and sentimental look on his face, "The last time I saw Sect Master Bi, he was still proud and flushed, but he went mad in just half a year."

"It's really a trick of good fortune."

The disciples of the Golden Crow Sect also sighed, "Who says it's not."

After he finished speaking, he told Yun Lan not to confess him.

Yun Lan raised her hand and swore, "I will never tell anyone what you said."

He pretended to be curious and reluctant to say, "Do you know where Sect Master Bi is now?"

"I know a thing or two about medicine, and I want to see Sect Master Bi."

"The last time Sect Master Bi treated us well, we violated the sect's ban, and he was very tolerant to us and didn't make things difficult for us. Now that he is in trouble, I will not just sit idly by."

Seeing Yun Lan asking this, the little disciple woke up instantly. He shook his head frantically, "Where Sect Master Bi is being imprisoned, I really can't say."

"If I tell you, the elders will punish me."

He lowered his voice and chuckled, "If I don't say it, who would know it was you who said it."

"Don't worry, I'm just thinking about the kindness of Sect Master Bi last time, and I want to see him, and I will never cause trouble for you."

Hearing this, the little disciple was full of confusion. He scratched his hair a few times, looking distressed, and when he met Shang Yunlan's begging gaze, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you."

He lowered his voice and said, "Sect Master Bi was locked up in the back mountain by them."

After the little disciple finished speaking, he ran away and disappeared.

Before he left, he added, "Don't tell others that I said it."

After he left, Yue Rongfang asked aloud, "Brother, do you believe what he said?"

Yuerong always felt that things were not that simple, if it was a sect secret, would he tell outsiders so easily?
Yun Lan twirled her fingertips and said softly, "It's probably a trap."

Yue Rong nodded in agreement with Yun Lan's thoughts, "I think so too."

Yue Rong looked confused, "Brother, what should we do now?"

Yun Lan curled his lips into a smile, and said softly, "It's better to follow the plan."

He looked in the direction of the back mountain, his eyes flickered, "I want to see what they tried to trick me into the back mountain, what are they trying to do?"

Yue Rong was worried about Yun Lan's safety, "Brother, are you really going?"

"Since it's a trap, it must be very dangerous, why don't we ask the elders to go with us?"

Yun Lan pondered for a moment, then said, "It's better not to call them."

Ever since he heard that the man was dead, he began to suspect that there were other people in Qing Yunzong.

But he still doesn't know who this person is, and he doesn't know how many people in the sect are the other party's business.

"Why?" Yue Rong looked at Yun Lan's serious expression, and a terrible idea suddenly appeared in his mind, "Brother is suspicious...?"

No way. . .

Is there really a traitor in Qingyun Sect?
Yun Lan nodded slightly, her dark eyes had already answered Yue Rong's unspoken question.

Yue Rong's heart instantly clenched into a ball, who could this person be. . .

A face appeared in her heart, could it really be him?

She shook her head, probably not, probably not.

"Brother, do you have any doubtful candidates?" Yue Rong's voice was extremely low, as if she was afraid of being heard by others.

Yun Lan shook her head and said, "Not yet."

"But there are not many people in the sect who know that I found that disciple." After Yun Lan finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "For now, we should settle the matter of Houshan first."

"Junior Sister, you stay here." Yun Lan said, "I'll go to the back mountain to find out tonight."

"No!" Yue Rong resolutely rejected Yun Lan's proposal, "I'll go with you!"

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