Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter VII, Xia Zihe

"The messenger Mingjian!" Zhao Jian hurriedly shouted: "The wounds suffered by Zhang Xiaohu are all committed by law enforcement disciples. Small but occasionally in order to calm the injustice of the heart, hit a few whip! I don't want the meaning of Zhang Shidi's life. ""

Poor Zhang Xiaohu, at this time, actually unable to speak, is the pain of being tortured by Zhao Jian is also unable to tell.

The disciples next to them are also some whispers at this time. I feel that the ambassador of the fragrant incense has taken this big hat to buckle people.

The masked Chen Chen smiled and said: "Zhao Jian, you can avoid the heavy weight, stealing my meaning, I just want to know, the sound of the horses in the Grand Canyon, which attracted the blood wolves, is not what you do! ”

The whole scene is silent. I only listen to Zhao Jian’s finger and say: “The emperor is on the top, the thick soil is down, and the two horses are absolutely the illusion of Zhang Shidi and others. The little one has never done it. If it is a small one If you do, you will be killed by the gods, and you will be killed by lightning!"

Zhao Jian is a stretcher. Seeing the messenger of this fragrant peak is very much about evidence. The only disciples who participated in the trial were only the four of them who came back alive. The three of Zhang Xiaohu are obviously a group. Their words are not credible. He would like to see how this high-ranking messenger decides.

Zhang Xiaohua is also a frowning. When he met Zhang Xiaohu, it was already a later event. The previous grove was also listening to Zhang Xiaohu’s dictation. To be honest, when there is no evidence, it is impossible to be sure that Zhao Jian’s actions are actually It is Zhao Jian who admits that the sound of the horse is what he did, but it is just because of negligence, let the horse scream out, but it can't talk about "hands and feet."

"Hehe" masked Chen Chen, is also a smile: "The ancient traitor is a hard mouth, it seems that you are also like this, do not see the river does not give up, come, bring her up!"

The voice landed, Zhao Jian's face changed dramatically, barely stood still, and the eyes were swaying, and the net went to the door.

The several inner disciples standing behind Chen Chen were told to go out. However, when they came out from the hall, they carried a stretcher. The stretcher was an inner disciple with a veil on his face.

Zhao Jian’s face is somewhat relaxed, it’s a strange look, and it’s not clear.

The masked Chen Chen asked: "Zhao Jian, look at this woman, can you recognize it?"

Zhao Jian pretends to look at it. He said: "Looking at the sister, it seems to have been seriously injured. Unfortunately, the small one has always stayed at the beginning of Xinfeng, and he has no chance to see the style of the master of the fragrant peak; It has been tried in the Grand Canyon of the Orlans and has never been seen before."

"Yeah." Chen Chen asked Chen Chen: "Chen Chen, can you know this woman?"

Chen Chen looked at her for a long while and bit her lip: "The ambassador, the woman who wears clothes or is a disciple and a long singer, should be the inner disciple we saved on the orchids."

"Well, okay." Chen Chen turned his head and said: "Ren Xiaoyao, look forward, this woman you deny?"

Zhang Xiaohua did not expect Chen Chen to suddenly call himself, but also a glimpse. Then, look at the familiar Wen Wenhai and Qin Auntie, and slowly walked out from the disciples.

Wen Wenhai was sitting there steadily, but when he saw Zhang Xiaohua's appearance, he was obviously shocked. After staring for a moment, he recovered his calm. Yang Ruping has never seen Zhang Xiaohua. He heard that Chen Chen suddenly called from behind, and he was also a glimpse. Next to Qin Auntie, he went to the compact and said Zhang Xiaohua’s way. He handed the silk in his arms. Up, Yang Ruping saw a slight nod.

Long Song and Chen Chenxi’s name of Ren Xiaoyao, first did not respond, can see Zhang Xiaohua coming out, surprised and happy, this thought that Ren Xiaoyao is not Zhang Xiaohua? Chen Chen, who can also peek at the top, can't be too happy.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the front of the hall, first rushing to Zhang Xiaohu and Changge and other three people to salute, said: "Tuodantang is a happy man, I have seen three saviors."

Zhang Xiaohu’s mouth is smiling, his fingers are moving, and Changge and Chen Chen are also returning gifts.

Later, Zhang Xiaohua walked to the woman, the detective picked up her arm and other places, carefully pinched and stood up: "The ambassador is an adult, this is the inner door woman who was saved in the Grand Canyon of the day." Disciple, the bone wounds on her body are all small, so I still recognize it now."

"Okay." Masked Chen Chen said: "You sit down."

Zhang Xiaohua looked around, and the next head next to Wen Wenhai was sitting.

The masked Chen Chen asked again: "Zhao Jian, this female disciple, you really don't know?"

Zhao Jian sees Chen Chen repeatedly asking, not frowning, said: "Small is not familiar."

At this time, the woman on the stretcher spoke up, and the hoarse voice said: "Zhao Jian, don't you know me? Do you want me to call you a Zhao Shidi, or Zhao Lang, will you recognize me?"

Zhao Jian listened, first did not understand, but then it was like a lightning strike, staying alive, after a long while he hesitated: "You... you are summer... Xia Shijie?"

The long song next to it and Chen Chen also exclaimed: "You are Xia Shijie?"

The hoarse voice sighed: "Is it a long song sister and Chen Chen Shimei? I heard Chen Daren said, "You and I saved with Zhang Shidi! Oh, why do you need to save it? It is better to let me die!"

But then the woman hurriedly said: "No, I can't die. If I am dead, who can expose the shameful face of Zhao Jian, a despicable villain?"

Qin Auntie, who was sitting there, heard that the masked woman was Xia Zihe. She was already happy. She could look at the misery of Xia Zihe. Looking at Chen Chen, who was sitting at the head end, her eyes were wet but she did not dare to go forward.

Zhao Jian’s eyes turned sharply and immediately changed into a happy look. He said: “I can’t think of Xia’s sister’s luck, but it’s a congratulation, congratulations.”

Then it was a puzzled face: "But I don't know what the younger brother has misunderstood the teacher and sister. Is this true to the younger brother?"

Xia Zi is in a hurry, some voices are not smooth, said: "You...you..."

The masked Chen Chen looked coldly and turned his head to Qin Auntie. "This Xia Zihe was sent to our fragrant peak as a disciple of Wu Mingtang. After we identified it, we found that she was not a disciple of our scented peak. A few days ago, she was in a coma, unconscious, and could not judge her identity until she woke up a few days ago. After the inquiry, she reported the leader, and the teacher showed her veil of pity and allowed her to pass the incense. In the teaching, the veil is used to cover the face, and the messenger is sent to the beginning of the letter peak. Of course, we can not judge the true and false, and also ask the Qin deputy to help us identify!"

Qin Auntie did not speak, but Zhang Xiaohua was a glimpse: "How to bring a veil to the scented sect is also to teach the Lord's special approval? Is it difficult or not the first few rules?" Then the right hand is involuntarily touching the handkerchief in his arms. The dark passage: "I don't know how many times the man is masked by a handkerchief. If you want to be caught by an inner disciple, don't you be chased by thousands of miles? Hey, there is really no human rights in the sacred religion!"

Qin Auntie listened to Chen Chen’s words and couldn’t help it. She got up and came to Xia Zihe’s face. She looked at Xia Zihe lying on the stretcher, but she couldn’t tell, but Xia Zihe’s head was now blocked by the veil. The whole body is covered in the clothes, and no meat is exposed at all. No one can tell.

Xia Zihe heard Qin Aunt's footsteps, some choked voices said: "Master... you can't recognize your disciples."

Qin Auntie comforted: "Zihe, you grew up beside me, I can recognize you if I can't recognize you?"

"That... you know when you unveil my veil!"

Qin Auntie’s heart immediately became an ominous premonition, so he reached out to reveal the veil of Xia Zihe.

Next to the long song and Chen Chen know that they are whispering: "Master..."

After that, Chen Chen came forward and went to Qin Auntie. He whispered: "Master, Xia Shijie... I have long been disfigured...you...you must have a preparation in your heart..."

Qin Auntie waved her hand, jokes, children in the rivers and lakes, which is not blood on the hand, can you be afraid of these? Said that is to unveil the veil, but even Qin Auntie has been prepared to know that Xia Zihe's face was destroyed, but ... she was still stunned by everything in front of her eyes.

But under the veil, it is a head that is similar to the scorpion. There are no green heads. Only a few of them have this white scalp. Many places are exposed with white skulls. On the face, the previous two springs are now But the pool, the nose also reveals a black hole, the lips are scattered, the face... almost all pitted holes...

"This..." Qin Auntie is dumbfounded. This is a lot of scary than the cockroaches. Where can I still see the original face? Moreover, the voice of this woman has also changed. If there is a strong self-recognition, there is still a bit of Xia Zihe's taste, but this can't explain anything.

"Sister, put the veil on it, I know that Master has not recognized me..."

Qin Auntie felt that some tears had slipped down in her eyes. She quickly touched her sleeves and silently put the veil on Xia Zihe. At this time, she didn’t want to look at Xia Zihe’s hand in her sleeve. It’s all like this, where is the body good?

After thinking about it, Qin Auntie put her mouth into Xia Zihe and she has basically become the ear of the black hole. She whispered a few words, and then she put the ear to the mouth of Xia Zihe and listened to her how to answer.

Everyone else is watching quietly, and can't hear anything. The feeling of Zhang Xiaohua is several times more sensitive than others. It means no effort, and the voice can be heard in the ear, but I heard: "... The first sunflower...the pain...the one that made him look red, his eyes look at the roof, look at the ground, lick his ears from time to time, as if his body grows like a scorpion, the Wenwenhai next to him is always paying attention He, at this time, couldn’t help but wonder: "How long is the afterglow of my eyes?"

The two said a few words, Qin Auntie straight up, indicating that Chen Chen also discerned, Chen Chen thought about it, like Qin Auntie, whispered, but his face was a little red, and waited until Xia Zihe answered, face On the more and more shy and lovely, Chong Qin Auntie nodded hard.

The masked Chen Chen looked curious and asked: "Qin Auntie, can you tell?"