Pu Anmi: "My teacher is the left wise king of the Turkic master, the disciple of the Turkic master Hu Lu Jue. He once defeated the head of Xuandu Mountain," he paused and glanced at Chen Qiao, "Oh, it is this head of Chen, Taoist Master Chen."

Zhao Chiying frowned: "What the hell is going on?"

Yue Kunchi endured his injuries, briefly explained the future and the end of the world, and said to Zhao Chiying: "This time, thanks to Master Chen, otherwise the situation would have been out of control before you arrived."

Zhao Chiying nodded and saluted Chen Qiao: "Thank you, Master Chen for helping me, great kindness, I, the Bixia Sect, remember it in my heart."

Chen Qiao: "Sect Master Zhao, don't be polite."

Zhao Chiying: "There are too many things to be solved now. If Master Chen has nothing to do, can he settle down in my sect first? Let me deal with other things first and then ask you for advice."

After this battle, Bixia Sect was seriously injured. Not to mention ordinary disciples, even if they were slightly on the table, only one Fan Yuanbai and one Zhou Yexue were left. Even if they were injured, they were all injured now, not to mention that the remaining corpses were everywhere, which was a pity.

Even if these disciples' corpses are to be cleaned up one by one, it is not an easy task.

Chen Qiao expressed his understanding: "I will disturb you here for a few days. When Master Zhao finishes the important matter, it doesn't matter if he talks in detail."

Pu Anmi was unwilling to be neglected and was about to speak when Zhao Chiying's scabbard came out of his hand and directly tapped it on the other party's acupoint, successfully shutting him up.

The next thing was not something that Chen Qiao could interfere. He brought Fifteen to the guest room, and no one could entertain them. He could not let Zhao Chiying, a leader, come to serve tea and water. So his disciples obeyed the work, and the diligent little Fifteen ran in and out, quickly boiled hot water for Chen Qiao, and then went to the kitchen to ask for a dish of pastry.

Chen Qiao was so amused that he pulled him down and sat down: "I'm not hungry, you can eat it yourself."

Fifteen refused to sit down: "I'm not hungry either. Master Chen must be very tired when fighting with someone just now. I'll squeeze your shoulders!"

Chen Qiao held his hand: "Fifteen, are you scared?"

Shiwu was stunned and stuttered: "No, no!"

Chen Qiao touched his head: "My eyes are not good, but my heart is not blind yet. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I don't want you?"

Fifteen's eyes suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head for a long time and did not speak. After a long time, he said, "I shouldn't have done this. Master asked me to come to Bixia Sect. Now that I have arrived, I should be happy, but when I think about you leaving, I feel very sad."

Chen Qiao smiled and sighed: "Silly child!"

He was about to say something, but heard a vague noise coming from outside.

Before he could think about it, Chen Qiao took Fifteen out to see.

The two of them followed the sound all the way to the back mountain. The backyard was not far from the back mountain, and next to it was the Bixia Sect’s library and the Zushi Building.

Zhao Chiying could only hear him sternly: "Ruan Hailou, what do you want to do!"

She was an extremely calm woman, and she remained unchanged in her face. She had just left a deep impression on Chen Qiao when she handled the matter. But at this moment, she didn't know what happened, which made her unable to maintain her calmness anymore and even her tone changed.

When Chen Qiao and Shiwu arrived, they saw Ruan Hailou standing on the cliff and facing away from them, and seemed to be holding a wooden sign in his arms.

The mountain wind whistled, making people almost unable to open their eyes, and their clothes fluttered and roared.

Yue Kunchi was so angry that his face turned pale and he was about to vomit blood again: "My surname is Ruan, put down the tablet of Master!"

Ruan Hailou didn't even look at them, but just lowered his head to the things in his arms and said, "Huileshan, you owe me half a lifetime, but you escaped by death early. You are really good at making a plan!"

"I will kill countless disciples in your sect. You are afraid that you will hate me again. It doesn't matter. I will pay my life to you, but how can you repay me for the half life you owe me!"

He suddenly laughed to the sky, with infinite dismay in his laughter.

"Huileshan, you are so cruel. I really hate you!"

After saying that, he jumped down!

"ah!"

I don't know who couldn't help but make a sound, everyone looked shocked and could not speak.

Chapter 50

When Ruan Hailou rushed toward the Zushilou, others thought that the hatred in his heart could not be increased for more than ten years, and he wanted to vent his anger at the tablet, but he never expected that such an ending would come to an end.

The figure of Ruan Hailou was gone by the cliff, but everyone could not come back to their senses for a long time. I didn’t know whether to sigh or grit my teeth. Thinking about the disciples of Bixia Sect who died tragically, in the end, they could only sigh.

After a long time, Yue Kunchi said in a stern voice: "Junior sister, he has also taken down the tablet of Master. Should a new tablet be established for Master in the Ancestor Building?"

Zhao Chiying was silent for a moment: "Let's do this first, let's talk about this later."

She turned around and saw Chen Qiao and Shiwu: "Does Master Chen have any time? I want to ask for advice if I have something to do."

Chen Qiao: "Please, Master Zhao."

When Zhao Chiying saw Fifteen following behind, he showed anxiety on his face and couldn't help but smile and said, "First Five will come together."

Shiwu was a little embarrassed. He was shy by nature. At this time, he couldn't help but hide half of his face behind Shen Qiao. Thinking about it, he seemed a little rude, so he quickly came out and said, "Thank you, Master Zhao."

Even Yue Kunchi felt cute when he saw Shiwu. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, and forgot that he had internal injuries on his body. After laughing, he couldn't help but gasp in his air conditioner.

"You asked you to rest but you didn't listen. Since that's the case, let's come together." Zhao Chiying shook her head, obviously having some help from this senior brother, and pointed her left hand in front: "Please, Master Chen."

She brought three people to the Zhengyang Hall of Bixia Sect. This place is used by the sect leader to entertain distinguished guests on weekdays. Since the Bixia Sect gradually declined, there has been no guests here for a long time. As soon as he came in, he seemed to smell a cold and deserted smell.

As soon as Chen Qiao and Shiwu sat down, they saw Zhao Chiying look solemn and bowed to Chen Qiao.

"Why did Master Zhao perform this great gift?" Chen Qiao was very surprised and stood up and wanted to help each other, but Zhao Chiying stopped him.

"I have heard from my senior brother and Yuan Bai that Master Chen, for the sake of Master Zhu's death, was able to send Fifteen from Yecheng to Bixia Sect. He promised a thousand gold medals and said that he would fulfill his words. He deserved my worship."

Chen Qiao smiled miserably: "At that time, the matter of your sect suddenly happened, and I didn't have time to explain more. Master Zhao and Elder Yue probably don't know what happened. Brother Zhu was all because of me."

After saying that, he was seriously injured when he fought with Sang Jingxing, hiding in the mountains for nine deaths, saving him for fifteen years, and was taken in by the master and disciple, but eventually causing them a disaster.

For the fifteenth, these things were recalled again, and each scene was full of blood and tears, but he learned courage from Chen Qiao. He was no longer a child who could cry at any time. At this time, he just endured the grief, clasped his hands tightly, and said nothing.

After Chen Qiao finished speaking, what followed was a silence in Zhengyang Palace. After a while, Zhao Chiying said in a deep voice: "All things go and another thing. No one expected the death of Mr. Zhu, and you didn't want it to happen. He would have been willing to die calmly, and no one could force it. How could it be said that it was because of Master Chen? Hehuan Sect knew that Mr. Zhu was from my Bixia Sect, but he still killed him. This account should be counted on them."

Chen Qiao felt more guilty when the other party was so sensible.

He is willing to give kindness to others, not caring about how much he gets or how much he loses, but when others also respond with kindness and even die for him, he feels more uncomfortable than if he fails to get a reward.

Fifteen seemed to notice his thoughts and suddenly held his hand.

The palm was covered with a small piece of warmth. Chen Qiao couldn't help but hold the fifteenth hand and wrapped the warmth into his palm.

"Thank you, Sect Master Zhao, for your understanding. Since this matter has arisen because of me, I will solve it myself and have nothing to do with Bixia Sect."

Seeing that they had a deep relationship with each other, Zhao Chiying was already hard to part with, and thought about it, and asked, "Uncle Zhu gave his confession at the end of his life, but he wanted to come to Bixia Sect for 15?"

Chen Qiao: "Yes, although Brother Zhu ran away for some reason and never came back, he always regarded himself as a member of Bixia Sect in his heart."

Zhao Chiying took the wooden sign handed over by the fifteenth and stroked the word "Zhu" on it. The calm and self-controlled woman showed a sad look: "Bixia Sect also appeared in the world's top ten masters back then. Unfortunately, the sect's internal strife and the talents were withering. Today's affairs have even worsened. Just now, Yuan Bai counted the disciples who survived the sect, and there were only six."

Including Zhao Chiying and Yue Kunchi, there are only eight people. What can an eight-person sect do? I am afraid that foreign enemies will not need to attack. If this generation does not have a slightly better talent, this sect will be in name only within ten years.

Yue Kunchi felt sad when he heard this, and reluctantly pulled someone to make up the numbers: "I have a disciple in Yecheng..."

Chen Qiao thought: "Brother Yue is talking about Han Eying?"

Yue Kunchi: "That's right, this person's father is Han Feng, the attendant of Qi State. She has a good qualification. Because of her special identity, I have not received a subordinate. I have only taught him as an outer disciple several times. Master Chen has seen him?"
Chapter completed!