Chapter 80: Trouble come

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"Bacchus Valley? Are you sure it is here?"
Fan Jingxuan stopped abruptly, looked at the valley in front of him, and asked in a deep voice. Bi·qi·small·say·net·first·post
"Elder Fan, I am connected with my eldest brother. Although my eldest brother is dead, since the other party has drawn his guts, he will definitely not be able to get rid of my perception." Xue Ye said firmly.
"Put away your sword!" Fan Jingxuan said in a deep voice after glancing at the night, "That's Bacchus Valley. Don't be rude! If you can't find anyone after entering, you will go to the Xingtang to receive the punishment after you go back."
Xue Ye was startled immediately, "Xingtang? Elder Fan, why is this?"
The Xing Hall of the Blood Sect has always been the place that all disciples feared the most. Entering the Xing Hall, even if you do not die, the painful torture is enough to be remembered for life! Xueye knew that many disciples couldn't stand the torture of Xingtang, and they were tortured mad.
"Why? You know, what place is this?" With a sneer, Fan Jingxuan said sternly, "This is a place where the drunkard and the genius doctor live in seclusion. If you chase people here, you have already committed a taboo. , After all, there is a reason for the matter. But if no one is found and the drunkard is annoyed, it will be cheaper to send you to the Xingtang."
"The drunkard doctor?" Bloody night suddenly broke down in cold sweat, but he knew that the drunkard doctor was powerful, the unpredictable medical skills, and he didn't know how many lives had been saved.
Not to mention whether annoying the drunkard doctor will provoke the revenge of many masters who have made friends with the drunkard. He was just a disciple with a good talent in the door, and he couldn't bear this kind of responsibility.
"Why, do you want to tell me that you are not sure now?" Fan Jingxuan asked with a cold voice in his eyes.
Suddenly, he was shocked and shocked. Xue Ye quickly explained, "Elder Fan, my disciple can be sure that Yuan Ziyi must be in it. If I can't find it, I would like to go to the Xingtang to receive punishment."
What was said before was conclusive, but now that he has reached this point, how can he let him retort?
If you really want to do this, I'm afraid you don't have to go to the Xingtang at all, because the elder Fan in front of you can't forgive himself first.
Nodding slightly, Fan Jingxuan flicked his sleeves and walked towards the middle of the valley.
"not good!"
Fan Jingxuan had just taken a step, when Xue Ye suddenly exclaimed, his face changed drastically.
"What's wrong?" Fan Jingxuan's face sank, and asked impatiently.
There was a faint cold sweat on his head, and Xue Ye replied with a pale face, "Elder Fan, I'm afraid that my elder brother's guts have been completely refined. I just lost my senses."
"What are you talking about?" Fan Jingxuan's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
The so-called dirty thief, as long as you can catch Yuan Ziyi's guts, he will be reasonable wherever he goes! Even if it was chasing people to Bacchus Valley and alarmed the drunkard, he had something to say.
But once the sword gallbladder is refined and there is no evidence to kill it, it can be troublesome.
But if he retreats, how can he be willing?
"Let's go! Anyway, go and see clearly."
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Sitting at the table, before drinking a few sips, the old man suddenly felt that someone was coming, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice.
"Which one got to the old man's place? Since he is here, why hide his head and show his tail."
Hearing that, Wu Chi and Yuan Ziyi also put down their wine bowls at the same time, and looked at where the old man's eyes were looking.
"Fan Jingxuan, the elder of the Blood Sect, has seen a genius doctor."
Originally, he wanted to find someone secretly first, but the old man discovered it just when he approached. Fan Jingxuan was also a little embarrassed, so he had to show up and bow in salute.
Blood?
Hearing these two words, Yuan Ziyi couldn't help but feel a little guilty, playing with the wine bowl in his hand, and said nothing.
"When did the old man's residence become a place for you to come and go at will?" The old man's expression sank, and he murmured.
"I don't dare to go down!" Fan Jingxuan said slowly, holding his fist slightly, "It's just a true disciple of this school who was killed by blood clotting and was drawn with swords. I will follow it all the way, and please forgive me."
With such a short talk, Bloody Night has also walked out of the woods in the distance.
"Xue Ye, disciple of the Blood Sect, has seen senior genius doctor."
Ignoring Bloody Night, the old man said lightly, "So, is the murderer here?"
"Yuan Ziyi, you provoke my eldest brother over and over again and again, kill eldest brother with despicable means, and drew his sword! But you didn’t expect that I and eldest brother are connected with each other, and I can sense the position of his sword. Are you chasing me?"
Rolling his eyes, Yuan Ziyi said disdainfully, "You said I killed what I killed? Didn't you say that you can sense the position of the sword? Okay, you are talking about where I hide the sword. Up?"
Anyway, Jiandan had been refined by Wu Chi, so Yuan Ziyi would not accept it.
"Sword gallbladder has been refined by you? However, you probably don't know that before the eldest brother died, he left a mark on you! I can chase here all the way, it is evidence, how can you allow you to quibble!"
Xue Ye also knew the pros and cons, and casually compiled a so-called mark. Anyway, it was Yuan Ziyi who killed him in one bite.
His face changed slightly, Yuan Ziyi raised his brows, "Nonsense, I also said that you killed him and deliberately framed me."
This is a bit of a mess, but when did you think that Fairy Ziyi made sense?
"Fairy Ziyi, you did the thing. Now that the incident has happened, I am afraid it is not so easy to deny it?" Fan Jingxuan followed with a cold snorted, "Do you think my blood sect is really so cheating? "
"It seems that you are determined to be the one who killed me?" Yuan Ziyi stood up and said disdainfully, "Even if I killed him? He tried to do wrong with this girl, kill him or make him cheaper. Up."
Seeing that she could not deny it, the witch Yuan Ziyi had a temper and took a bite back.
Ignoring Yuan Ziyi, Fan Jingxuan held a fist towards the old man and said, "The genius doctor, this is a matter between my blood sect and her, and the genius doctor should not interfere."
Frowning slightly, the old man stood up to refuse, but before he refused, a familiar voice heard in his ears.
"Old drunkard, don't intervene. This girl is bold enough to make her suffer. Long memory is also a good thing."
There was a sudden shock in my heart, and then he was completely relieved, the old man sat back again, poured himself a bowl of wine slowly, and said indifferently, "Your grievances, the old man will naturally ignore it! But if you break the old man's medicine Yuan, don’t blame the old man for being rude."
With joy in his heart, Fan Jingxuan quickly agreed, "The genius doctor, please rest assured, I will definitely not hurt the pharmacy."
Compared to Fan Jingxuan and the others, Yuan Ziyi was taken aback.
She had just dared to admit that she was the one who killed the people, just because the old man was there, and she would not suffer. But now that the old man left her hands alone, she suddenly felt a little guilty.
An annoyed look at the old man, but it is hard to tell, so he turned to Fan Jingxuan angrily and said, "Why, Elder Fan wanted to kill me by committing suicide and avenge Xuening?"
"Kill you, you don't have to do it yourself." With a disdainful snorted, Fan Jingxuan indifferently said, "Blood Ye, you dare to take revenge for your big brother?"
"The disciple is willing to help the enemy!" Xue Ye replied without hesitation.
He had seen Yuan Ziyi take a shot before, and his strength was far from enough. Although his strength was slightly worse than that of blood clotting, he had already condensed a sword and was not afraid of Yuan Ziyi at all.
As for what despicable means Yuan Ziyi might hide, he doesn't care much. Now it is a clear match. As long as you be careful, where will you get caught?
"Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom?!"
Seeing the old man ignored him, Yuan Ziyi was also a little annoyed and thought secretly.
"Grandpa drunkard is going to teach me a lesson, huh! This girl has a purple star umbrella in her hand, it's a big deal to come out and shoot this pesky guy to death. The trouble will not end, and it's none of my business."
Thinking of this, Yuan Ziyi suddenly stood up and said sarcastically, "Elder Fan, I think your blood sect is a dead disciple. It's not enough. Do you want to come and die again?"
"Not ashamed!" Fan Jingxuan rebuked with a cold snort.
"Wait!"
Just when Yuan Ziyi was about to do it, Wu Chi slowly stood up and grabbed Yuan Ziyi.
"What are you doing?" Yuan Ziyi asked, staring at Wu Chi dissatisfied.
"Let me come!" Shaking his head, Wu Chi said softly, "I refining the gall bladder. If something goes wrong, I will naturally take care of it."
He also guessed that the old man might want to borrow the other person's hand to teach Yuan Ziyi a lesson, so that she would be in a lawless mess. But now that he has recovered, how can he watch Yuan Ziyi suffer?
He knows the strength of Yuan Ziyi, and it is okay to deal with ordinary condensers. Once he meets a real master, his strength is not enough~EbookFREE.me~ As for what Yuan Ziyi mentioned before Zihua Xing Luo San, he remembered that Yuan Ziyi's forced urging was to consume his blood. How could he be willing to make Yuan Ziyi hurt again now?
Feeling sweet in her heart, Yuan Ziyi naturally understood that Wu Chi was reluctant to make her suffer, but he was a little worried about Wu Chi's injury and said softly.
"You are just fine, so don't do it! Don't worry, this girl is sure to clean him up."
"Little Demon Girl, I'm still standing here, it's up to you to run out and do what you can?" After giving Yuan Ziyi a fierce look, Wu Chi grabbed the sword in Yuan Ziyi's hand and strode out, "The sword is what I do. If you want revenge, just come to me."
"Shufan? Are you sick?" He saw Wu Chi's strength at a glance, and Xue Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and he regarded Wu Chi as a neuropathy.
When did a mortal kid dare to jump out and show off his might?
"So... is this your last word?"
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