On the huge platform, there are thousands of figures, but at this moment, these figures, their eyes are all cast in one direction, and their eyes are full of surprises and whispers, like a plague, swiftly here. Spread over the platform.
At the place where their sights converged, there was a stone ladder leading to the platform. At this moment, on the stone ladder, a figure was walking slowly by stepping on the stone ladder.
And this figure is the source of the commotion on the platform.
"That is… "
Lin Dong squinted at the figure who walked over the stone ladder at a slow pace. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could see that it was a figure in a gray robe with long hair scattered in a mess. Behind him, and, the most eye-catching thing was the black big sword that he carried on his back. The big sword was about ten feet long, and there was an astonishing violent wave faintly, emanating from the body of the sword.
The face of the gray-robed figure is not handsome, but it is quite good-looking, but the eyes under the hair show a kind of emotional numbness. Those dark eyes make people feel cold. .
Moreover, what made Lin Dong's eyes solemn the most was that from the body of this gray-robed figure, he felt an extremely strong smell of danger.
That is the smell that only appears when two battle-tested wolves on the grassland meet...
Among the Dao Sect's disciples, even Ying Xiaoxiao had never made De Lin Dong feel this way. However, the sudden appearance of the strange gray-robed man caused De Lin Dong to tighten his eyes.
"Who is he?" Lin Dong asked softly. He didn't seem to remember that among the disciples of Dao Zong's Fourth Hall, there was such a dangerous person.
"Wang Yan." Ying Huanhuan bit her lip with her teeth. The original Qingyue voice became a little deep at this moment.
"What's going on?" Lin Dong narrowed his eyes slightly. It was the first time he saw Ying Huanhuan's expression since he met him.
Ying Huanhuan was silent for a while before she whispered: "Remember what I told you last time, the last sect contest, our Dao Sect master sister of the Heavenly Palace was killed by the Yuan Sect?"
"Um."
"That elder sister... is Wang Yan's relatives." Ying Huanhuanyu squeezed her hands and took a deep breath, said.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan was also a disciple of our Tiandian at that time. In terms of seniority, he was older than his sister. Really speaking, he is the most senior among the younger generation of Taoist disciples today."
"After that happened back then, Brother Wang Yan was hit hard, and his temperament changed a lot. In addition, his father at that time suppressed the sect’s anger and vengeance in order to take care of the overall situation. At that time, Senior Brother Wang Yan, I was dampened by hatred, and later rushed into the conference hall, pointing at Daddy out of control and yelling."
"After that, Brother Wang Yan stayed in Daozong for half a year, and then left. Over the years, I could occasionally hear some news about him. It is said that he killed many people in Yuanmen and was finally wanted by Yuanmen. In addition, On that sect's most wanted list, Brother Wang Yan ranked second."
Lin Dong's pupils shrank slightly, only then did he feel the toughness and fierceness of this brother Wang Yan, who had never met. He had fought against Yao Ling and knew how difficult this kind of people was, and Yao Ling still Only ranked fourth, but this senior brother Wang Yan is actually two taller than him...
"As for Yuanmen's pursuit and killing, our Dao Sect actually made a secret move, helping Senior Brother Wang Yan to block some, but he may not know it..."
Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips, seemingly a little sad, and whispered softly: "Actually, those things, no wonder daddy..."
Lin Dong nodded silently. Ying Xuanzi is the head teacher of a super sect. Any decision he makes is related to the life and death of countless Dao sects. Although Lin Dong has not seen the scene where the two super sects are completely at war, he Can guess, it must be earth-shattering, that kind of casualties will be extremely terrifying.
When Zhou Tong’s predecessor fell in the hands of Yuanmen, he was Ying Xuanzi’s closed disciple. He may have treated the former as his son. Who can imagine how he felt in his heart when he suppressed the anger within the sect. pain of.
"In the past few years, Brother Wang Yan has never returned to Dao Sect..."
Ying Huanhuanyu held her hands tightly. She turned her head and stared at Lin Dong. In those big eyes, there was no longer the playfulness of the past, but a deep anxiety: "But now... he is back."
Lin Dong frowned, his eyes flickering for a moment, and suddenly said, "Because of... the palace exam?"
"Perhaps... shortly after the palace exam... Sect contest." Ying Huanhuan seemed a bit bitter and authentic.
"The first place in the palace exam will get the command of the Dao Zong disciples in the sect contest... Brother Wang Yan... This time, maybe I want to use the power of Dao Zong to avenge the Yuanmen in the sect contest..."
Lin Dong sighed deeply, this guy...
"Senior Brother Wang Yan is paranoid and indifferent. If he follows his way... he will cause the Dao Sect disciples to suffer even more deaths and injuries." Ying Huanhuan seemed to think of the ending, with an expression on his cheeks, as if he was about to cry. It was the first time that Lin Dong saw this lively character, but the stubborn girl in her bones showed such an expression.
Lin Dong was silent. It didn't take long for him to become a disciple of Dao Sect. Many things in the past were not clear, so when this Senior Brother Wang Yan suddenly appeared, even he was a little caught off guard.
"You don't have to think too much. Maybe Brother Wang Yan came back this time because he didn't hold this kind of thought." Lin Dong sighed, only so comforted.
"I'm going to see him, will you accompany me?" Ying Huanhuan looked at Lin Dong. From her big eyes, Lin Dong could see a rare timidity. She said to that brother Wang Yan, There is actually a little fear.
"Let's go."
Lin Dong couldn't say anything at this time except nodding his head. This sudden incident made him feel a little heavy. After all, once this kind of thing didn't work out, it would lead to a war between the two super sects.
Seeing Lin Dong nodding, Ying Huanhuan's eyes also flashed a trace of gratitude, and then she flew out, and Lin Dong quickly followed.
…
On the platform, the gray-robed man with a huge black sword on his back finally walked up the stone ladder, and finally stepped onto the platform. The noisy platform also became quiet at this moment. The familiar but unfamiliar figure stared at him.
The man's indifferent and numb eyes swept across these Dao Sect disciples, and there were not too many fluctuations in it. Soon he raised his foot again, facing away in a hurry.
And as he walked by, the crowd on the platform immediately separated a road. Some of the older disciples looked at the figure, their mouths opened, complex expressions, and some of them wanted to stop talking. When the disciple who had only joined the Taoist school at a young age, he wanted to speak, but was immediately stopped by the seniors and sisters beside him.
The gray-robed man didn't seem to notice the weird atmosphere around him. He walked along the passage. After a while, his footsteps finally stopped. He looked at the slim girl who appeared in front of him, with numb eyes. It seemed that there was a little light condensed.
"It's Huanhuan, they are so beautiful..."
The man in the gray robe stared at the girl in front of him, his almost ruthless face seemed to move, but in the end no smile appeared, and an unusually hoarse voice slowly came from his mouth.
The young girl walked up and looked at the gray-robed man's face covered with stubble and scars with big eyes. The tip of her nose couldn't help but feel sore. She was really unimaginable. The person who was as sunny as a big brother back then became It looks like this.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you are finally back. My sister and I miss you very much." Ying Huanhuan said with a slightly reluctant smile on his cheek, resisting the sourness of the nose.
The man in the gray robe looked at the girl. After a while, he shook his head and said, "You have been very smart since you were a child. You should know what I did when I came back."
"Tell Xiaoxiao, I won't keep my hand during the palace exam."
The gray-robed man's hoarse and indifferent voice slowly fell, and then he stretched out his palm as if he wanted to pat Ying Huanhuan's shoulder, but he paused, and gently retracted his hand, walking around the girl.
Ying Huanhuan's eyes were also red at this moment.
Upon seeing this, Lin Dong sighed lightly. Then, he finally walked out and stood in front of the gray-robed man under the gaze of thousands of complicated gazes on the platform.