After Murong Yi made up his mind, he left Penglai with Ning Huan and the others.
But when they arrived at the mountain gate, they were stopped by Penglai's disciples.
"Senior Brother Zhao, what do you mean by this?"
Looking at the people standing in front of him, Murong Yi's face turned green!
This person is a disciple of Master Zou.
Senior Brother Zhao saluted Murong Yi with his sword and said, "Senior Brother Murong, I'm offended!"
Master has ordered that no one should leave the mountain gate. ” "What's the point?"
Murong Yi asked angrily.
Senior Brother Zhao said solemnly: "The head of the sect is injured, Senior Uncle Xu is also injured, and the master is afraid that the murderer is still in Penglai, so let the disciples guard the mountain gate and never let anyone go, Senior Brother Murong, you are no exception." ” "Uncle Xu is injured?"
Murong Yi's expression froze.
Uncle Zou didn't say anything about this before.
Uncle Xu is one of the three people who support the Penglai Sword Sect, she is a woman, and her status in Penglai is quite high.
"Yo, Senior Brother Murong, don't you know?"
Senior Brother Zhao was even more surprised.
Murong Yi's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Of course he didn't know, he had just come back and no one had told him about it.
And, he felt like he was coming back for this trip......
The whole Penglai has changed!
There are only him and Nangong Wan under the Sword Sect, he and Nangong Wan are not there, and the Sword Sect is in retreat, doesn't this Penglai have to be decided by Uncle Zou?
Murong Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Senior Brother Zhao looked at Murong Yi like this, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little proud.
On weekdays, he was both respectful and afraid of Murong Yi, Murong Yi did not smile, although he was kind to them, he never took them seriously.
Unexpectedly, now that feng shui is taking turns, as soon as something happens to the Sword Sect, this Murong Yi ......
But it's embarrassing!
Senior Brother Zhao raised his face and said to Murong Yi: "Senior Uncle Xu was ambushed by the man in black in the room the day before yesterday, if it wasn't for my master arriving in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Now this Penglai, doesn't it still depend on my master!
” Senior Brother Zhao said, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the few people around Murong Yi.
Of course, these women attracted his attention more.
These girls are really beautiful one by one, and they are simply pleasing to the eye when they look at it.
Seeing that Murong Yi and the others turned to leave, Senior Brother Zhao's gaze was still locked on Ning Huan and the others, and that gaze was glued to their bodies, and they really couldn't pick it off.
Ye Zhuo glanced at it and asked Murong Yi: "This person has such a nasty mouth, and his eyes are still so squinting, can he beat him?"
” Murong Yi nodded: "Yes." ” Ye Zhuo glanced at Qi Yue beside him.
Qi Yue understood, suddenly turned around, and his figure flashed, blocking in front of Senior Brother Zhao.
"What are you doing?"
Senior Brother Zhao's vision was blocked, and he hurriedly stretched his neck to look at Ning Huan and the others.
Of course, it also depends on the wind chimes.
Qi Yue's eyes were cold, and he punched him over.
Several disciples next to him were simply stunned, and by the time they reacted, Qi Yue had already beaten him more than a dozen times, making Senior Brother Zhao scream.
After twenty punches, Qi Yue stopped, his eyes swept away, and he said indifferently: "Next time, I gouged out your eyeballs." ” After that, he turned around and returned to Ning Huan and the others.
Poor Senior Brother Zhao's nose and face were swollen, he was beaten dizzy, his head was buzzing, and he didn't know where he was......
It can be said that it is very miserable!
The disciples with a confused face: "......"
What did they see?