A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 83: Bloody Spring Night

After leaving the Jiuhua School, it was getting late. Mu Yu didn't go in the direction of Luochen Mountain. He wanted to go to the Jiuhua Sect to find out if Jiuhua True Person was behind Tian Ran. However, Mu Yu had never been to the Jiuhua School before, and he didn't know the specific location of the Jiuhua School, so he decided to go to the school to find someone to find out.

The school is not far from the Qingsong School, and Mu Yu flew for more than an hour before arriving at the school. Although the academy was brightly lit at this moment, but few people could meet, Mu Yu had to fall into the academy and walk towards the small courtyard of his own school.

He passed through an arch and turned around to a huge square. In the center of this clearing, a large gray stone stood quietly, looking unpretentious, but showing a strange halo under the moonlight.

Muyu couldn't help but stop and look at this stone. This is the stone that determined his life, and it is also the stone that determines the fate of everyone in the Moyun Mountain Range cultivation world.

This stone gave all the cultivators the mark of their respective sects, but as Taoist Qingsong and Jiuhua entered the Yuan Ying stage, its existence seemed to be dispensable. In the future, regardless of the talents of its disciples measured, they will always belong to the disciples of the Qingsong School or the Jiuhua School.

Many disciples of the Qingsong School shined here. Their outstanding talents made many cultivators enthralled. The cyan talented little tiger has attracted much attention and once became the focus of the cultivators.

Kihamoto possesses a purple talent that can shock all cultivators, but because he dare not expose his ability to control wood, he becomes a gray disciple who is looked down upon, and finally enters the Fallen Sect and becomes the Fallen Sect disciple everyone laughs at.

But Kiba has never regretted it, because he knew that he had made the right choice. If he hadn't been reconciled to re-testing, I'm afraid he would never meet Master.

Now he has become a talented cultivator under the guidance of his master. He defeated the genius Xiaohu in front of everyone, and gave a big sigh for himself. He should have replaced Xiaohu as a new genius, but he was not happy at all.

Master did not know where a mysterious young man in red came out of the Moyun Mountains. Although Mu Yu can be sure that Master is fine at the moment, there is a lump in his heart, because the young man in red is still looking for he.

Muyu walked through the clearing, crossed a door, and came to the residence of the gray disciple. At this moment, the gray disciple's residence still has some young disciples there, and they are not sleeping. They looked in awe when they saw Kiba.

Mu Yu is a disciple of the martial art, and they are just the gray disciples of the school, and they are like subordinates. These gray disciples are naturally envious.

"Look for a deacon, sorry!"

Kiba clenched his fists. When he stepped into the realm of cultivation, the first person he really came into contact with was Deacon Xun. This kind-hearted old man was full of sorrow throughout his life. He was hated by the little tiger because of the maintenance of Mu Yu, and he eventually lost his life in the monster forest. Kiba also thought that he would come back and take the deacon to leave the school, but unfortunately he was forced to choose to leave here in another way.

"My son, which school do you belong to? What's your order?" Feeling the fluctuation of the spiritual power on Mu Yu's body, a middle-aged man walked over quickly and asked respectfully.

This middle-aged person, Mu Yu, remembers that he took over from Deacon Xun and became the steward of the college. Everyone called him Deacon Liu.

Which school does it matter? Soon there were only Qingsong School and Jiuhua School left in the Moyun Mountains. Many people in the school probably don't know what happened today!

"You are so late, why haven't you rested?" Kiyu asked casually.

"The son did not know that the ancestor of the Qingsong school made the true body of the Yuan Ying, which is a great joy in the world of cultivation. In the evening, the little tiger son of the Qingsong school came to the school. He used to let us not sleep at night when he came to the school. He is the disciple of the ancestor Qingsong. How dare we not listen to his words?"

Deacon Liu didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. That was the apprentice of the ancestor Qingsong! If he is served well, it will be a supreme honor and opportunity for him to be rewarded. It is also possible to join the Qingsong faction if he is lucky.

"Little Tiger is also in college? His master just held a celebration, what is he doing here?" Mu Yu asked inexplicably.

Deacon Liu shook his head quickly. He seemed to know something, but he dared not say anything. Mu Yu didn't force him. To tell the truth, he was very curious. It stands to reason that Xiaohu should be waiting next to Taoist Qingsong at this moment, instead of coming to the school for the night.

Muyu walked straight to the small courtyard of his martial art, but when passing by the Qingsong School, the exquisite door of the other courtyard suddenly opened, and Mu Yu saw the person he least wanted to see.

Little Tiger walked out in a spirited spirit, and Mu Yu was too lazy to meet him, so he turned into the shadows. Xiaohu was walking the same way that Mu Yu had just come. He seemed to be going to the residence of the gray disciple.

Kiha got angry when he thought of looking for the deacon’s death. This guy has always looked down on the gray disciple. I'm afraid there will be no good going to the gray disciple's courtyard this time.

Mu Yu followed, Xiaohu just walked to the courtyard of the gray disciple, Deacon Liu humbly greeted him, and said flatly, "Master, everything is ready."

"Bring me to see."

Xiaohu didn't even look at Deacon Liu. He was very arrogant and didn't pay attention to Deacon Liu at all. He was originally a dazzling star in the realm of comprehension. Now that his master has achieved the true body of Nascent Soul, his future status will only be higher. I am afraid that many heads will salute when they see him. What is the deacon of a mere academic institution in his eyes?

"The three of you, hurry up! This is the apprentice of the ancestor Qingsong, the most talented tiger in the cultivation world. You will give me a good life to wait for me." Deacon Liu waved his hand, and the three fifteen-year-old girls cowered. come over.

The three girls are all young, and they are all gray disciples from academies, and they are very beautiful. At the stage of development, the figure is uneven, but still with a trace of childishness.

Their eyes are full of awe and hope. The Qingsong school is the number one school in the world. The Taoist Qingsong is already a living god, and Xiaohu's status as his apprentice is naturally unusual.

Xiaohu looked at the three girls with satisfaction, and nodded: "Yes, Deacon Liu, you are very quick to do things. Unlike your previous deacon, you are not willing to do this. You are so diligent in the future. I will definitely reward you well. Take this spirit stone first! The stubborn Deacon Xun and the spirit stone can’t make it through, so I let him go to the monster forest to see the world."

"Thank you son, son. I have a different philosophy from Deacon Xun. The old guy Xun Deacon is too rigid, and he is responsible for everything."

Deacon Liu was flattered and put the spirit stone into his arms. He knew the death of Deacon Xun best, but Xiaohu recommended him to take over the work of Deacon Xun and become a steward of the university. This is a matter of earning spirit stone. Where would he tell about Xiaohu?

"Let's go!" Xiaohu stared greedily at one of the girls' chest, swallowed, and looked a little impatient.

The three girls didn't dare to say anything, they could only follow Xiaohu honestly, and Xiaohu took the hands of two of them and brought them back to his room.

"Take off your clothes." Xiaohu closed the door and said evilly.

The three girls were a little at a loss. Two of them seemed to know what they were facing. They took off very consciously, and the room was happy. But one of them retreated to the door and refused to take it off.

"Encounter a tough guy? Then I'll help you." Xiaohu smiled sullenly, and slowly approached the girl.

"Master, don't be like this, don't be like this."

The girl is struggling and unwilling to submit, but where she is the opponent of Xiaohu during the foundation period, her struggle is destined to be futile. The clothes on Xiaohu's body had already been completely wiped out. He hugged her and pressed her to the bed. A panic scream came out, but no one would pay attention.

Kiba was on the roof of the Qingsong School. He didn't see the situation inside, but he could guess what happened. He didn't expect Xiaohu to do such a shameless thing, and the nameless fire suddenly burned in his heart.

When Deacon Xun was there, he would not allow Xiaohu to do such things as Deacon Xun, so he killed Deacon Xun and replaced Deacon Liu who could cater to his wishes. On the night his master held the celebration, he even dared to run down the mountain to do this kind of thing. It was really daunting!

Kiyu got into the room from the beam on the roof, looking at the looming figure in the veil, his heart suddenly became murderous, and the shadow sword in his hand was out of its sheath.

This kind of person, kill it!

But at this moment, the window was suddenly opened, a black shadow flashed in, and the candle in the room was blown out by a few spiritual powers.

Kiyu was taken aback for a moment, and did not venture out of the beam. At this time, besides him, anyone would dare to break into Xiaohu's room?

"Who?"

Xiaohu heard the abnormal noise, yelled, and got up from the bed naked, before he could even close his pants. He was a little angry, and he was almost almost reaching a certain point just now. He was interrupted at this moment, and he almost missed him.

The Qingsong School in the academy is an important place in the eyes of outsiders. What's more, now that Taoist Qingsong is a living god, who dares to challenge the dignity of the Qingsong School?

In the dark night, I couldn't see my fingers. Xiaohu's eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness yet. When he was about to light up the lamp, suddenly five dazzling sharp edges appeared in front of him, gleaming with cold light in the moonlight.

"You want to do--"

Xiaohu didn't finish his words, his last few words turned into a few grunts, and then he covered his throat in horror, choking with speechlessness.

He wanted to shout, but blood came out of his mouth, preventing him from shouting. He still wants to do something~IndoMTL.com~ But the consciousness has gradually blurred, blood sprayed out, and the whole person fell on his back——

He didn't even want to understand until he died, his master Qingsong Daoist is already Yuan Ying, and as the first disciple of Qingsong Daoist, he will definitely call the wind and rain in the cultivation world in the future, and use his master's power to play in the entire cultivation world. But he hasn't enjoyed all of this yet, and his life has ended for no reason?

No one thought that on the day of the Qingsong Taoist celebration, Xiaohu would die in the school!

Kiha didn't understand, because the black shadow was so fast that he killed Xiaohu before he could even see it, and then went out of the window and disappeared.

Kiyu chased it out. He wanted to know what the black shadow was and why he killed Xiaohu.

The Qingsong Sect’s other courtyard is very large. At this moment, apart from Xiaohu, none of the Qingsong Sect disciples are in the academy. They all celebrated for the Qingsong Patriarch in their own school.

Kuyu saw the dark shadow turning into the dark part of the other courtyard, and he chased after him, but he just landed with a pain in his chest and was knocked out. The claw marks of the black shadow fell towards Mu Yu's neck, and Mu Yu saw only a pair of blue eyes, glowing in the dark.

Kiyu hurriedly protected his neck, and his shadow sword was lifted off. But the claw didn't fall, the other party didn't seem to want to entangle with Mu Yu, just a flash, and then there was no more shadow.

Kiha got up, and the surrounding area was dark, and the black shadow had disappeared.

"Ah!"

The horrified cries of the three girls resounded throughout the entire courtyard, but unfortunately they were still ignored, because this is the other courtyard of the Qingsong School. Everyone in the institution knows that there will be no accidents here. There are no women's exclamations. .

Not to mention, at the moment there are no disciples of the Qingsong School in the school. Except for Xiaohu, who will come here on the day of the ancestor celebration?