"Hey, hero, it's so strange, why is our Pagoda Master Bai still so happy when the suzerain died this time?" Dong Zhen said in a low voice, holding Cheng Yingxiong's arm.
Not far from them, Bai Ling was wearing a fluttering white dress, holding a shower in her hand, humming a little tune, and watering a flower with overlapping genes.
"I don't understand either. When Sect Master An Lin died a hundred years ago, Pavilion Master Bai was sad for a long, long time, but this time he was so happy..." Cheng Yingxiong scratched his head with a blank expression on his face.
The fox tail behind Dongzhen suddenly slapped Cheng Yingxiong on the ass.
"Ouch! What are you doing?" Cheng Yingxiong was taken aback.
Dongzhen's charming face was full of excitement, and she said gossipingly: "I have always felt that Pavilion Master Bai has an inexplicable feeling for Sect Master An Lin, do you think it is the Pavilion Master who sees An Lin and Xiao Lan is so close, so love turns into hatred, now that the suzerain has died, will he feel happy and happy?"
Cheng Yingxiong was shocked: "I can't be so perverted..."
At this moment, a light particle energy line suddenly hovered over the necks of Cheng Yingxiong and Dongzhen.
The terrifying murderous aura seemed to be able to freeze the void. The two people who were talking excitedly a second ago didn't even dare to move their bodies. They felt that if they moved their necks, they would be cut off!
"Cheng Yingxiong, are you free and okay? Have you finished reading "Small String Resonance Super Synthesis Algorithm"?" Bai Ling's unsalty voice came faintly.
Cheng Yingxiong trembled all over: "No... I haven't finished watching..."
"Hehe, you're still wandering around before finishing watching, are you free?" Bai Ling glanced at Cheng Yingxiong, and said with a half-smile.
"I'm sorry, Pavilion Master Bai! I'll go and see it now, I'll go and see it now!"
Like a child who made a mistake, Cheng Yingxiong kept nodding and apologizing.
At this time, the light particle energy line disappears.
Cheng Yingxiong and Dong Zhen's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, they hurriedly said goodbye and fled.
This experience taught them a profound lesson, gossip Bai Ling will die!
Bai Ling looked at the two people who were running away, shook her head and smiled, and continued to water her experimental plants.
"These disciples, why do they like gossip so much..."
The woman smiled softly, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"No! Dong Zhen, a vixen, how could she say that kind of thing? Could it be that I really mean to An Lin..."
Bai Ling was a little dazed, the water on the kettle in his hand was splashing, but he didn't know it.
After a while, she stopped that absurd thought with a "peh pee pee".
"Really, I was almost led astray by them. Next time, I will give them more homework. It must be that there is not enough homework. Cheng Yingxiong and Dongzhen have time to fall in love."
Bai Ling muttered softly and continued to water.
At this time, the martial arts arena of the Sijiu Xianzong.
The roar of magic spells erupted non-stop in the martial arts arena.
The sect disciples are cultivating hard.
There are also more than a dozen disciples who are looking up and bowing deeply to the sculpture of the man in the middle of the martial arts arena.
The sculpture is of their Anlin suzerain, a continental legend.
All the disciples of Sijiu Xianzong admired their suzerain lord.
It's a pity that the Sovereign didn't live long before he died again.
Just like the epiphyllum, the most amazing moment bloomed in Taichu Continent.
How exciting it sounds to destroy the Celestials and Humans on the southern line, step through the Nantianmen, and become the number one celebrity in the Taichu mainland! However, when his name spread across the continent, he died suddenly and vigorously...
Then, the mainland shook again!
This is a man who can give a vibrator to the Primordial Continent, very powerful, isn't he
Killing the strongest person in the Evil Spirit Beast Prison, and then dying heroically under the siege of five terrifying existences at the level of gods, this is very tragic, isn't it
A dozen or so disciples looked at An Lin's statue and thought of the suzerain's voice and smile, their eyes turned red.
They were the dozen or so disciples who had just started. A month ago, when they first entered the sect, Sun Yuluo brought them to the martial arts arena and asked them to pay respects to the dead Sect Master An Lin.
When they saluted their suzerain with infinite respect, the suzerain suddenly came back to life, which shocked them a lot.
Afterwards, the Sovereign Lord showed his peerless demeanor to the world! Everything made them very proud, proud of having such a great suzerain in the sect!
As a result, not long after I was proud, another bad news came...
They stood next to the statue of An Lin in the martial arts arena again, the same scene, a similar scene.
The only difference is that Sect Master An Lin is really dead this time.
Many places in the Taichu mainland have already held mourning ceremonies, but Sijiu Xianzong still keeps silent, but in fact, keeping silent is a kind of statement.
Both the enemy and the enemy have double official hammers, but they cannot be faked.
"Woooooooooooooooooo..." A beautiful female disciple couldn't help crying.
"Tao Manman, don't be sad, the suzerain is in the spirit of heaven, and he doesn't want us to just worry about sorrow, we should work hard to avenge the suzerain!" the male disciple Meng Wei said with high spirits.
Another female disciple, Su Siqing, said with a blank expression: "Revenge is impossible. It is impossible to take revenge in this life. The enemy is a god-level existence. We are not peerless evildoers. How can we take revenge? At most, we can only be like snails." Slowly improve the realm, and then continue to wait for death like this."
"Su Siqing, how can you have such a mentality?" A voice came suddenly.
All the disciples took a closer look, and then immediately saluted: "Senior Brother Sun."
Sun Yuluo nodded slightly, and continued to speak seriously: "Have you forgotten what the suzerain said? Everyone who joins the Sijiu Xianzong is the protagonist of this world! The protagonist has infinite possibilities. The upper limit, as long as you work hard, you can have a bright future."
"The protagonist won't die, but the biggest 'protagonist' of our sect is dead, can we little protagonists really do it?" Su Siqing still spoke in a leisurely manner, but her heart was pierced.
Sun Yuluo choked.
He really couldn't understand why such a beautiful female disciple always likes to stab people
Meng Wei scolded lightly with some reproach: "Stop talking, you are disrespecting the suzerain, the suzerain must be very angry in the spirit of heaven!"
"Okay, okay... I'll make an apology to the suzerain." Su Siqing still responded indifferently, but when she faced the statue in front of her, she rarely showed a hint of sadness.
"I'm sorry, Sect Master Anlin..." Su Siqing bowed and apologized.
"It's okay, I forgive you." A soft voice came.
Su Siqing was stunned for a moment, the voice was so familiar.
She couldn't help raising her head, and then she was dumbfounded.
The disciples searched for the voice, looked forward, their pupils shrank slightly, and their mouths opened wide.
transfixed.
(end of this chapter)