One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

A night breeze blows.

Rongshan leaned against the courtyard wall, his burly body trembling slightly.

Even with his strength, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body!

What god is so sleepless...?

What do you mean by "mastering meditation"?

Shit!

Rong Shan gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed.

It turns out that Uncle Tian's decades of working day and night without sleep weren't because he didn't need to...

No, I wouldn't dare!

Hands and feet were severed, and meridians were destroyed.

A disabled person endured decades of hardship to keep that secret from back then!

He wished he could rush in right now and slap that arrogant Xiao Yuzi to death.

Just then, a slight sound came from afar.

The windlass——

It was the sound of a wheelchair rolling over bluestone slabs.

Accompanying this was a dull grating sound—

Click, click.

Rongshan turned his head to look.

Zhou Yan, dressed in a black uniform, was pushing a wheelchair with one hand as he walked out of the shadows.

An elderly man was sitting in a wheelchair.

A gray cloth robe, with empty sleeves and trouser legs.

It is indeed Uncle Tian!

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inside the house.

Lü Liang's whole body stiffened.

The hand gripping his wrist was thin yet strong!

The wrist bones creaked under the strain.

Lu Liang was in so much pain that his face contorted, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Clapping hands, clapping hands, clapping hands, clapping hands, sect leader!"

Lü Liang's voice trembled, on the verge of tears, "Are you fucking messing with me?!"

Gong Qing stood behind, his brows furrowed.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He glanced towards the door and urged:

Stop hesitating and get started!

I think I heard some noise outside...

Lu Liang tried desperately to pull his hand back, but it wouldn't budge.

"He...didn't you say that Old Tian's limbs were all broken?!" Lü Liang shouted.

Gong Qing was stunned.

He stepped forward.

The elderly man in the wheelchair had a hand clearly sticking out from his empty right sleeve!

next second.

A halo of light shone on Old Tian's face.

The scene that had previously befallen Lü Liang was being replayed in front of the two men.

When all the pretense is stripped away.

Those big, bloodshot eyes, which seemed to never need to blink, suddenly changed!

He developed long, white eyebrows and squinty eyes whose pupils were barely visible unless you looked closely...

Clang!

Gong Qing gasped, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

The pupils contracted violently!

"Old...Old Celestial Master!"

Gong Qing's voice rang out, pointing at the person in the wheelchair, "Impossible! Weren't you supposed to be giving sermons in the main hall?!"

Zhang Zhiwei, holding Lü Liang's wrist with one hand, slowly stood up.

He patted the wrinkles on his Taoist robe and chuckled.

"The transmission of ordination doesn't have a set date, so why rush it?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked down at Gong Qing and said, "Since you know we have guests, it's not too late to spread the word after you leave."

Gong Qing's mouth is so big that it could fit an entire light bulb.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked from beginning to end!

Last night's encounter with the Old Master was definitely not a coincidence...

It's a warning!

The old master chuckled and touched his cheek.

"Thanks to you, Xiaoyuzi, this old man of mine almost ran his legs off tonight..."

Speaking of which, your Quanxing's Domain Poison technique is so-so...

The old master seemed to be in a very good mood.

Thanks to Xiao Zhou, tonight's experience was like watching a movie.

Longhu Mountain hasn't been this lively in a long time...

"When I looked in the mirror just now, I almost thought I was Junior Brother Tian."

He shook his head and sighed.

"The only drawback is that the disguise falls apart as soon as you use Qi."

The technology is still not up to par.

Lu Liang felt as if his arm was clamped by iron clamps, unable to move at all!

He glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, then at Gong Qing on the ground.

"Sect Leader! What should we do?!"

Gong Qing's mind was buzzing.

Now, there's only one option left...

While Lü Liang had one hand "controlled" by the old Celestial Master...

run! ! !

"Zhang Zhiwei, I'll fight you to the death!!!"

He roared angrily!

Gong Qing scrambled to his feet...

Lu Liang was about to praise him, saying, "As expected of the sect leader, you really have guts!"

Then the pockmarked man used a feint, turning and running away!

"Gong Qing, you son of a bitch!!!"

Gong Qing placed both hands on the door panel and pulled hard.

Moonlight streamed in.

Before I could even see what was happening outside the door, a black leather boot suddenly loomed larger in my line of sight.

boom!

A dull thud resounded.

A powerful kick landed squarely on his chest, the sound of ribs breaking was clearly audible!

Gong Qing was sent flying back into the house!

He slammed his fist on the octagonal table, smashing it to pieces.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Gong Qing lay on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Outside.

Zhou Yan retracted his right leg and straightened the hem of his uniform.

He stepped aside to make way for the wheelchair behind him.

under the moonlight.

Rongshan pushed the wheelchair.

Tian Jinzhong looked at Gong Qing, who was lying on the ground barely clinging to life, with a complex expression in his eyes.

"Little Feather..."

Tian Jinzhong spoke, his voice tinged with an unyielding weariness, "Why did you do this?"

He looked down at his empty cuffs and trouser legs.

"Over the years, anyone involved in that incident has never had a good ending."

After all, we had spent three years together day and night.

More than the resentment of being betrayed, Tian Jin felt regret.

"You're still young, you have such a wonderful life ahead of you, why do you have to wade into these muddy waters..."

Gong Qing clutched his chest and struggled to lift his head.

He stared intently at the people outside the house, then looked at Zhang Zhiwei beside him.

His eyes were filled with resentment and disbelief...

Why...?

Gong Qing gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "The mountain is on fire everywhere! My men have already stormed up!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with desperate madness.

"Where are the Four Madmen?! Where is the Corpse Demon?!"

Gong Qing roared, "I had everything planned out... How come you're all just sitting here like nothing happened!"

A brief silence fell over the room.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Being the acting leader of the Quanxing Sect isn't easy...

This Gong Qing before us might just be the most miserable one since the Warring States period...

"The fire... was the firewood we lit."

Zhou Yan grinned.

As the instigator of tonight's entire drama.

It would be a real shame not to give these two few audience members a proper explanation!

"Xia He, who was in direct contact with you, is currently tied up in the Celestial Master's Hall."

Gong Qing kept retreating.

"As for the four madmen you mentioned, and what demons..."

Zhou Yan, never one to be outrageous, tugged at the rope behind him, producing a series of sharp cracking sounds and a few wails!

Xiaoyu heard a familiar voice and looked intently...

A broken octagonal hat... charred Buddhist prayer beads...

Yuan Tao was exhaling more air than he was inhaling.

Gao Ning's body was half black and grime, as if he had just touched a high-voltage line with his bare hands.

The remaining few were also incomplete and unrecognizable from their original state...

The more I look, the more horrified I become...

Gong Qing's pupils were almost vertically slits!

Zhou Yan stepped aside, as if seeking credit, and said:

"Except for the Corpse Demon, they're all here."

Corpse Demon...

Gong Qing lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

The Corpse Demon's lifelong wish was to bury himself in research and carry forward the Three Demons Sect, which he was the only remaining member of.

Expecting him to help me get revenge is out of the question.

Zhou Yan paused for a moment, then continued, "Don't misunderstand."

"The Corpse Demon didn't escape; I accidentally used too much force and cleaved it into dust..."

Inside the room, Zhang Zhiwei, Rong Shan, and the others couldn't help but smack their lips.

This kid...

Murder, but also torture?

After saying that, Zhou Yan's gaze suddenly turned cold!

He bent down and looked down at Gong Qing:

"Xiaoyuzi... I remember telling you to take good care of Elder Tian and not to overstep your bounds."

Thinking back to that seemingly normal conversation from a few days ago.

Gong Qing felt his heart skip a beat!

He...he knew all along!

Zhou Yan pointed at the trembling Lü Liang and said coldly:

"Is this how you take care of me?!"