Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng thought that his Purple Lightning Blue Frost flying speed was the fastest in the world. Last time during the chase, even his cousin Qin Han couldn't catch up with him.

It was only tonight that he realized that the gap between himself and the true masters could not be made up by a blood-refined sword.

I can't keep up with my master's speed, and my master can't keep up with the speed of our ancestor.

When Ye Feng arrived at the valley, the ground was in a mess. Countless flowers, plants and trees were broken, and there were wide gullies everywhere, all caused by the powerful sword energy.

It was obvious that a big battle had just taken place here.

Then, Ye Feng saw Qin Luo's body.

His face was pale and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

He murmured, "No, no, no... How is it possible? We were still drinking half an hour ago... Uncle Qin! Uncle Qin!"

Ye Feng shouted a few times but was stopped by the fat master.

At this moment, the old ancestor squatted in front of Qin Luo's body and reached out to touch Qin Luo's neck.

Then he stretched out his dry and withered palm and pressed it on Qin Luo's chest.

Pure and powerful true energy entered Qin Luo's body.

Then, the old ancestor took out the bottle of magic water that old man Qingyun gave him.

He opened the stopper of the glass bottle and slowly dripped a few drops of holy water on the fatal wound on Qin Luo's chest.

A powerful breath of life instantly filled the entire valley, and the flowers and plants in the valley began to grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Luo, who had already died, actually moved.

Master Yulong immediately stepped forward, knelt beside Qin Luo, and called out, "Junior Brother Qin, Junior Brother Qin..."

Qin Luo slowly opened his eyes, his red pupils seemed a little blurry.

"Jade... Jade Dragon..."

"It's me! It's me... Grandmaster, you must save him! Please, you must save him!"

Fatty Yulong pleaded loudly to Dugu Chan.

Dugu Chan shook his head slightly and said, "His heart has been destroyed. The holy water can only help him survive for a short while."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Yulong and Ye Feng were both slightly shocked.

Blood continued to flow out of Qin Luo's mouth. He slowly stretched out his hand and Yulong held it.

Those were a pair of broken arms without palms, covered in sticky blood with a hint of warmth, as if they were the last tenderness this handsome man left to the world.

Qin Luo made intermittent sounds from his mouth.

"You...you ugly man, we...we fought for a lifetime...I lost everything...but I'm still more...more handsome than you...and, I...I also have a daughter, more beautiful than your daughter...daughter. Her name is Xiao...Xiao Lian...it's a pity that she died..."

Fatty Yulong held Qin Luo's broken arm tightly, tears streaming down his face as he cried, "I admit that you are more handsome than me. You are indeed the most handsome man in our Yunhai Sect. No, you are the most handsome man in the world.

Qin Luo, you can't die. You said you'd fight for your whole life. One day or one hour less is not a lifetime."

Qin Luo shook his head gently and said, "Xiao Lian...is dead, and my heart...is dead too. Help me bury Xiao Lian...Xiao Lian together...Xiao Feng...Xiao Feng..."

Ye Feng hurried forward and held Qin Luo's other hand.

Qin Luo's breath was already very weak.

He seemed to have used all his strength to hold Ye Feng's hand tightly.

"Xiao Di... Xiao Di looks a lot like my... Xiao Lian. I... I can't... I can't... promise me... to take care of Xiao Di..."

Ye Feng nodded heavily.

"List...list of those people...list of those people...revenge..."

"I have the list! Uncle Qin, I will take good care of Xiaodi and avenge you..."

"Xiaofeng, I can never drink with you again..."

Suddenly, Qin Luo actually spoke a complete sentence.

Fatty Yulong said, "Junior Brother Qin, who is it? Who attacked you?!"

"It's... Jade... Jade..."

He did not say the man's name.

Then the light in his pupils quickly dimmed, and the hand holding Ye Feng gently slid down.

Her head also fell into Huang Youdao's arms.

"Uncle Qin! Uncle Qin!"

Ye Feng shouted loudly. Seeing that Qin Luo did not respond, he turned to the old ancestor and said, "Old ancestor, please pour some more holy water and save Uncle Qin!"

Dugu Chan shook his head slowly.

He is a terrestrial immortal, not a real immortal, and he cannot bring a person with a broken heart back to life.

"what!"

Huang Youdao roared to the sky, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Why! Why kill people? We are brothers who grew up together, why?"

Huang Youdao shouted loudly, and in anger and pain, violent energy gushed out of his body.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the valley, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

Ye Feng now feels extremely guilty.

He should have thought that Qin Luo would be in danger tonight.

If he had been smarter, if he had not left Xianling Valley, if he and Qin Luo had gone to the back mountain to find the ancestor, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Huang Youdao slowly stood up and wiped the tears from his face.

He said, "Uncle Master, I'm going to go find the Second Master to report this matter. Please stay here and take care of Junior Brother Qin's funeral."

Dugu Chan said, "Yun Yi should have known about this. I sensed a shadow following you in secret."

Huang Youdao looked around and said calmly, "If he knows, he knows. I want to go see him in person."

Dugu Chan nodded slowly.

When Master Yulong arrived at the door of Master Yunyi's study, it was already dawn. Fatty Yulong's brand new robe was stained with Qin Luo's blood.

He knocked on Yun Yi's door.

Yun Yi's voice came, saying, "It's Lao Liu, right? Come in."

It was obvious that Shadow had passed the news back immediately, and Yun Yi already knew everything that happened tonight.

Master Yulong pushed the door open and walked in.

The study was not dark. Master Yun Yi was wearing a dark green Taoist robe and sitting on a chair behind the desk with a dignified look on his face.

His face looked very gloomy in the candlelight.

When Master Yun Yi saw the blood on Master Yulong's body, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he said, "I already know about Junior Brother Qin Luo's affairs."

"Second Brother, who did this?"

Master Yun Yi slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Where's your shadow? There aren't many people in the entire Yunhai Sect who can kill Qin Luo. Doesn't your shadow, which is everywhere, have any clues?"

"Sixth Brother, you don't know that there have been some incidents in Tianyun Mountain recently. A ground spirit beast has been discovered. Most of the shadows in the sect have been dispersed in the past two days to investigate this matter. I only sent shadows to secretly protect Ye Feng."

"what?"

When Master Yulong heard about the earth spirit beast, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Master Yun Yi asked, "What did Junior Brother Qin say before he died?"

"He has a list, and it's now with Feng'er."

"List?"

Master Yun Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Sixth Brother, give me the list and I'll take care of the rest."

Master Yulong slowly shook his head and said, "A year ago, Feng'er transformed the list into a series of numerical codes and wrote them on a parchment scroll. Feng'er no longer remembers anything from before, and he is currently deciphering these numbers."

"Really? Lao Liu, Qin Luo is already dead. You can't act on impulse. If these people are not eliminated, I'm afraid more people will be harmed by them."

Master Yun Yi knew his sixth junior brother's character very well. He was worried that he wanted to make a big deal out of a small matter, so he was unwilling to hand over the list.

Master Yulong said, "Second Brother, who do you think I am? I can still tell the difference when it comes to big things. The list of numbers has always been with Jinghong. Jinghong only returned it to Feng'er a few days ago. If you don't believe me, you can ask Jinghong."

Yun Yi nodded slightly, he believed what Yulong said.

"Junior Brother Qin didn't reveal who killed him tonight?"

"He only uttered the word 'Jade' before he died. But since we have the list, these people can't escape."

In the nameless valley, Ye Feng was digging a hole. When the sun came out, he finished the hole, right next to Qin Xiaolian's grave.

Facing east and sitting west, facing the rising morning glow, the feng shui is quite good.

Ye Feng gently tidied up Qin Luo's appearance, then picked up his Dharma body, placed it in the pit, and reattached his severed left hand.

Looking at Qin Luo with countless wounds on his body, Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

It is hard to imagine what kind of brutal battle Qin Luo experienced here last night.

He hated it and blamed himself.

He felt that Qin Luo's death was caused by himself.

Dugu Chan was watching quietly from the side.

Then he gently waved his sleeves, and all the soil dug out by Ye Feng suddenly flew up, burying Qin Luo completely.

There is another small grave in the valley.

Dugu Chan took out two stone tablets from the storage bracelet and placed them in front of Qin Luo and Qin Xiaolian's graves.

The old man just waved his fingers lightly and wrote in the air, and immediately words three-quarters deep into the stone appeared on the tombstone.

The content is very simple.

The tomb of Qin Luo, the 26th generation disciple of the Yunhai Sect.

The tomb of Qin Xiaolian, the 27th generation disciple of the Yunhai Sect.

He knelt before the grave, kowtowed three times, and said hoarsely, "Uncle Qin, don't worry. I, Ye Feng, swear that the person who killed you will pay with blood."

It was already bright outside, and it was already two quarters past three in the morning.

The third quarter of the morning is the time for the battle.

Dugu Chan said, "Young man Ye, don't you have a magic battle today? Go to the square on the top of the mountain first. I am partly responsible for Qin Luo's death. If I hadn't asked Mo Zhu to find him last night, he wouldn't have had the accident.

I will not stand idly by and will deal with this matter seriously no matter who is involved."

Ye Feng looked at the sky, then looked at the Xingluo Peak in the distance which was shrouded in clouds.

He nodded slowly.

After Ye Feng left, Dugu Chan picked up the blood-stained bamboo sword that had fallen aside.

He looked at Qin Luo's grave and murmured, "Hey, I originally wanted to help your daughter get revenge, but I didn't expect that you have been using your own methods to take revenge all these years. It is indeed me who harmed you. I should go to see you in person instead of letting others pass on the message.

When I arrived, these people's escape skills didn't allow them to get far away. I could actually catch up with two or three of them, but I didn't do that.

I can't alert the enemy, I have to deal with them together.

Qin Luo, don't worry, my uncle-master will make the decision for you and your daughter."

Dugu Chan gently waved the bamboo sword in his hand, and a thin sword energy shot out from the ordinary bamboo sword.

It directly struck a mountain peak a few hundred feet to the south.

The mountain was two hundred feet high, but under the tiny sword energy, there was an earsplitting roar.

When the dust cleared, the hill that was once two hundred feet high was now only a hundred feet high.

It was actually cut down a hundred feet by Dugu Chan's sword!