Chapter 145 Waiting

Everyone waited in silence for a long time. The captain of the guard raised the gem pendant in his hand to the gate, looked down for a long time, and finally said in a painful tone, "Chief, he may have..."

The rest were silent as usual, and no one responded to it.

Waited for a moment, and finally someone was the first to turn around, step on a quiet pace, and hurried out of the cave. That man is Lv Tong. Since she was defeated by Ge Xinglie a few days ago, she has fallen into a crazy state of cultivation and almost sleepless. Today, she came to the front of Wusheng Pavilion, just because Qin Yan symbolized an earlier hatred for her. After confirming his death, she immediately turned around and seized the time to return to practice.

Fang Yiyuan stared at the direction she left and smiled thoughtfully. Cultivation is not a quick thing. Sister Lu Tong has fallen into a magic barrier, and he is willing to help her get rid of the wrong path. Of course, the method used may be more intense...

Song Qingsha's enchanting posture came over and whispered on the side of his face, "When will you do it?"

The curvature of Fang Yiyuan's lips widened, and he took a deep look at this magnificent companion. She really knows his thoughts very well, which has been the case since the time of hostility, and now it has been confirmed again and again, as if at some point, the two of them can communicate with each other. Thinking of this, he felt a desire vigorously. The hot flamesimmered in his abdomen, and his left hand around the other party's waist became harder. He turned his head and gently kissed the beautiful face close at hand and whispered, "It's not too late. Just today."

"Now?"

"Wait a little longer, we'll stay at the end. I have something to ask this captain."

"Hmm. It's up to you." Somehow, today's Song Qingsha is particularly gentle. This made Fang Yiyuan more interested, and his breathing became heavy. A pair of big hands touched down without hesitation. The extremely elastic hand made him turbulent and difficult to hold himself.

Song Qingsha's graceful figure swayed under the flirtation of the man in front of her. The sandalwood mouth opened slightly and exhaled like an orchid, making a faint low moan. Only Fang Yiyuan could hear it clearly. Once this sexy and wild beauty poses in a gentle posture, it is like a fascinating goblin in the jungle, and no man can control it. Fang Yiyuan did not correct her on the spot, which was already very restrained.

After Fang Yiyuan's eyes were distracted by Song Qingsha, Yan Yu was quietly relieved. In such an environment, if Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha join hands to be unfavorable to themselves, he may not be able to protect Xiaoxiang. Although Xiaoxiang's cultivation is good, his actual combat experience is too little. If he starts, he is afraid that he can't survive ten moves under Fang Yiyuan's hands...

He gently touched Xiaoxiang's elbow behind him and said, "Xiaoxiang, let's go!"

Xiaoxiang did not respond at all. Yan Yu turned his head and saw Xiaoxiang look stunned, as if he hadn't heard his call at all.

"Xiaoxiang?"

Xiaoxiang raised her head blankly and looked at him in a daze. After a while, she said, "Brother Yan, do you call me?"

"Well, let's go." Yan Yu sighed in his heart that if others were so negligent to his words, he would definitely get angry, but he could never be angry with this little sister. Maybe I really owed her in my last life...

Xiaoxiang shook his head, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Brother, is he dead?"

Seeing her sad appearance, Yanyu was unhappy and said indifferently, "The door of Wusheng Pavilion has been open for so long, and he hasn't come up yet, so he will probably never come up."

"Maybe he was just injured and can't move for the time being. Why didn't they send someone down to find him? At least we have to confirm the bones!"

Yan Yu smiled and said, "It seems that you have forgotten the story I told you. Except for those who were sent to be punished, the Wusheng Pavilion is forbidden to enter. If he wants to prove that he is still alive, he has to jump out by himself..." He glanced at it, and there was no sign of life in the deep darkness behind the iron gate. After visiting the guard captain gate in front of him for a while, he also withdrew his eyes and gestured to several men with a heavy expression, signaling them to close the passage.

Seeing that gesture, Yan Yu's smile was a little more, and he said happily, "Now it seems that he probably can't jump out by himself..."

"Brother Yan!" Xiaoxiang suddenly interrupted him in a hurry, "You ask them to wait. You go downstairs to look for it, okay? Your prestige is so high that they will definitely agree.

"You asked me to go down to find him?" The curvature of the corners of Yanyu's mouth was no longer pleasant. His eyebrows frowned deeply, and his deep eyes were fixed on the girl's white side face. He said in a low voice, "Do you really care about him so much?"

"No, I..." Xiaoxiang instinctively wanted to deny it, but under Yan Yu's forced view, she changed her words, "It's a little bit that he once kissed me, I..."

"I told you long ago that whether he died or not, you don't have to worry about that!" Yan Yu's tone was a little angry, "He used to be frivolous with you, and now he has suffered bad luck. It is God's punishment for him. You should feel relieved and happy about it, instead of putting on a sad face here!" Even if the man was dead, he didn't want the man's rude behavior to leave a shadow on her.

"But, Brother Yan, I..."

"I've said so much, don't you understand?"

The eldest brother, who had always been amiable, suddenly scolded himself so fiercely. Xiaoxiang couldn't help but be a little confused and couldn't help nodding under Yan Yu's forced look: "I... understand."

Yan Yu's face was a little pale: "As long as you understand, let's go back!"

He turned around and walked towards the exit of the cave. The sound of the rotation of the rear wheel sounded again, and the heavy gate slowly closed. This voice also means that a name of considerable significance in the past five years has come to an end. After his kindness and hatred are sealed forever in the endless darkness with the closing of the gate, maybe someone will occasionally remember him in the future, but it is only a character in the leisure story after dinner. No matter how exaggerated the interpretation is, it can't escape from that sad ending...

Speaking of which, none of the three chief disciples in the past ten years seems to have the opportunity to participate in the second chief battle. Is this a curse?

Just when Yanyu was a little distracted, he suddenly heard a depressing exclamation from the rear, and then Xiaoxiang, who followed him, also shouted and immediately woke him up from meditation.

'What happened?'

He suddenly looked back and saw a black figure in front of the iron gate that was about to close, as if he was covered with a thick and sticky black mud, looking this way with a pair of cold eyes.

The figure that should not appear again appeared in front of people at the last second.

"First...Chief!"