"Isn't Shumo really like you between a man and a woman? He treats the master of the Moon Gate to do this for you. I think he has an impure heart. Young lady, our young master is really good. He looks better than Shumo, and his kung fu is much better than Shumo. You can't do something like putting a colorful hat on the young master!"
Bringing Shumo to Tianhuimen, Bailiyue knew that all the elders should be very unwilling. Not to mention that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, but the relationship between her and Shumo, apart from the fact that she knows in her heart that Shumo really has no affection for her, she probably doesn't believe anything else.
However, from beginning to end, only the Fifth Elder dared to speak out. In addition, the fifth elder can be regarded as her teacher, so Bailiyue is naturally closer to him than other elders.
"Fifth Elder, don't worry, since I'm married to Feng Jiyue, I will definitely not discredit him and Tianhuimen. I really don't have the relationship you think with Sumo, so don't worry. Sumo followed me because someone in the ruins wanted to kill me. He really came here to protect me."
The fifth elder saw the clarity in Bailiyue's eyes, and nodded: "That's good. Master Sha's martial arts are even higher than mine, so I don't worry if he protects you."
Bailiyue looked at the blood that had been completely covered by snow on the ground and said, "Fifth Elder, don't be sad, I will avenge Yiyi's revenge for her. I will definitely find the person who killed Yiyi and make him pay for what he did."
The fifth elder nodded.
Nothing was said.
At night, everything is silent.
In the main hall, a man was drinking red wine from a goblet.
Her fingers were white and slender, and although she was hidden in a large black robe, she could tell that she was a woman.
She has been sitting obliquely in the chair, turning the wine glass in her hand, as if she is tasting wine, and also seems to be waiting for someone.
A gust of wind blew from the center of the hall, and with that wind as the center, a black whirlwind suddenly formed.
The wind stopped, and a person also wearing a black robe appeared in the hall.
The black-robed woman sitting there saw him and smashed the glass in her hand on his head.
The man in black robe who just arrived was greeting him with a smile, but he didn't expect that it was a wine glass that greeted him.
The wine glass hit the man's face with strong spiritual power, which made him feel a burning pain.
"My lord?" The visitor called out in surprise and fear, with a blank expression on his face.
"What did you ask someone to bring back to this seat?"
The visitor was startled: "Yes... it's Feng Jiyue's body!"
"Feng Jiyue's body?"
The woman was about to die of anger, she let out an angry roar, and as soon as she grabbed Feng Jiyue's body, she viciously grabbed Feng Jiyue's body in her hands, and then directly smashed at the person who came.
The visitor was startled, fearing that something might happen to this body, he quickly caught it.
"Master, what are you doing..."
The person who came hugged Feng Jiyue's body, wondering why the master lost his temper so much, but at this moment his hand just happened to be placed on one of Feng Jiyue's veins.
The veins were flat, without a trace of life.
The visitor was startled, quickly put Feng Jiyue's body on the ground, and probed for his breath with his hands.
Have a breath!
But when he put his hands on his neck pulse and wrist pulse, he couldn't feel anything.
"this… "