Chapter 108 One Hundred and Eight Disciples

The disciples who were kneeling may have realized that they were in the wrong and took the initiative to separate a path, not daring to block Su He's way.

Su He walked to the back, while Yinlang and Ran stood in front of the team and saw her clasping her fists and saluting.

"What are your orders?" Silver Wolf Golden Eyes looked at Su He and said.

Ran looked at Su He secretly. What kind of magic power does this master who can make his own demon master be so obedient have?

Su He's face continued to darken, and there was a trace of imperceptible fatigue between his brows: "You, along with all the demons, will rest where you are for the time being."

Then he walked back to the steps, and Shen Zilian and everyone from the Jiqing Sect followed him one after another.

He said to Elder Yaofeng: "You take the disciples of Yaofeng and provide emergency treatment to the injured disciples."

"Changsi, take the disciples who are not seriously injured to the back mountain of Jiqing Sect...dig graves and build monuments to record the number and information of the sacrificed disciples."

Mo Changsi lowered his eyes, with a hint of trembling in his voice: "Yes, Master..."

Back mountain.

The surviving disciples dug graves with iron catalpas, buried the disciples of the sect one by one, and erected monuments, with sadness on their faces.

"Threaten us?"

The next second, I heard the woman in front of the steps speak calmly: "Master, I think Jing Yi's proposal... is very good."

Gu Yaozhi and the peak masters also fell silent for a while.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up from the tip of the sword, and with the sound of air currents piercing the air, a long sword suddenly penetrated the monk in front of him between his throat and forehead.

The nine disciples on the senior level have been trembling with fear for a long time, listening to important news about their lives and future.

The murderous intention tumbling in Su He's heart still remained. These strong emotions made her think only of one thought when she looked at the blood on the ground - kill these monks.

Xiao Jingyi vaguely felt that beneath his master's calm surface, there was strong anger and bloodlust burning.

Shen Zilian thought for a long time, and had already decided how to deal with it. Looking at such a junior sister, his eyebrows were filled with worry, and he tried to persuade Su He: "Junior sister, if we kill them, wouldn't we be fighting against these wolf-hearted and dog-hearted people? There is no difference between them."

Zhou Xuanming glanced at Xiao Jingyi with a dissatisfied look, quickly walked to Su He, lowered his head and looked at Su He with gentle eyes, holding Su He's wrist with his left hand, and gently took the long robe in Su He's hand with his right hand, and then The broad palm was in front of Su He's eyes.

The entanglement between inner justice and emotional emotions made everyone fall silent for a moment.

"Xiao Jingyi, shut up."

"..."

The young man Qingyue's voice was particularly gentle: "Master, you are a little tired. The masters will take care of these matters. Can I take you back to Jianfeng?"

Su He's eyes slowly swept over the kneeling monks in front of the steps, and his usually gentle voice became a bit hoarse: "Brother, what do you think...how should they deal with..."

He still held a bloody sword in his hand, and his body was covered in blood. This smile was indescribably weird under such a heavy atmosphere.

She took the Changjiang in Zhou Xuanming's hand, turned around, and walked up to the monk with a very bad expression on her face. She curved her lips in a gloomy manner, with a bit of ridicule and disdain on her face.

Although the master looks cold, he is very pure and gentle in his heart of justice. In his current state... he is too cruel and cold.

"Sect Master Shen, Master Su He, Ji Qing Sect is a great sect of the righteous way. You...you must not be so cruel. If there are tens of thousands of people here, and we are buried alive, Ji Qing Sect will be criticized in the world of cultivation from now on. I...we absolutely cannot die!"

These words were like a stone suddenly thrown into the silent lake, causing countless ripples, and the silent atmosphere was instantly broken.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jingyi glanced at Su He who was in a bad state, opened his mouth and interrupted, deliberately trying to stir up Su He's negative emotions.

On the side, Qi Yuan looked at the blood on the ground and the silent people, but he did not have any psychological burden of killing people. His cold-blooded dark green vertical pupils glanced at the prostrate monks on the ground, and his voice was cold: "They killed two people from the Jingqing Sect. How to deal with the tens of thousands of people? Bury them all alive."

Xiao Jingyi had never seen such ruthlessness and attitude.

This is a typical moral kidnapping.

"Senior brother, do you think so? I think the mass grave sixty miles away from Ji Qing Sect is pretty good."

After hearing the word "buried alive" from Qi Yuan, everyone felt sad.

The disciple who was kneeling at the front, the one who first begged for mercy, rushed out of the way of the Jiqing Sect disciples and moved a lot forward. He looked up at Su He and Shen Zilian, and his voice With a rough voice of anxiety and fear of death, he seemed to be begging for mercy, but every word was threatening.

He looked at such a master, with a trace of madness and gloominess, just like him now. He felt an inexplicable feeling of special sympathy, and his heart beat even more violently for such a master.

Some of their classmates who were still laughing and scolding together yesterday have become cold corpses today, lying cold and cold in this tomb.

That's great, she thought so too.

Shen Zilian was silent for a while.

Some disciples began to become restless and were surrounded and frightened by the disciples of Jiqing Sect and the two demon clans.

In front of the mountain gate.

They don’t understand why their former colleagues of the righteous path do what they say. They don’t understand why the Jiqing Sect has been trying to maintain the stability of the human world for many years. From the Patriarch to the current sect masters, they have sacrificed their lives to sacrifice the world. What about other sects? If you say you're going to fall out, you're going to fall out.

Hearing this, Su He slowly looked at Xiao Jingyi with vicious eyes, and suddenly smiled at the corners of his lips.

"Yes, killing tens of thousands of people will damage your reputation. But you may have forgotten that it doesn't matter if you are among the dead."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he added fuel to the fire without thinking it was a big deal: "Master, I think Qi Yuan is right. He has hurt countless disciples of my sect. How can we comfort the souls of our sect members without killing them in public?" ."

Many disciples cried as they buried their former classmates and friends.

Blood dripped down the monk's face and fell to the ground. Su He pulled out his long scarf with gloomy and indifferent eyes, and the body suddenly fell to the ground.

Su He's blood pressure, which was already elevated, was now as high as 180.

Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly interrupted him.

Su He curled his lips.

How to deal with it? They wish they could bury these heartless people alive!

But if they do this, how are they different from those who kill indiscriminately?

After saying these words, everyone in Jiqing Sect was shocked and their expressions became even more ugly.

Zhou Xuanming, Shen Zilian and others looked at Su He with their eyebrows twitching, and they all noticed something was wrong.

"Uncle, what you said is wrong. All the disciples of Jiqing Sect..."

At that moment, the young man stood in front of him, covering Su He's eyes with his palms. There was only darkness in front of his eyes, blocking the thick river of blood flowing all over the ground. Su He's mood also calmed down a bit.

She realized that something was wrong with her current state. She closed her eyes and suppressed the killing intent rolling in her heart. The young man took her wrist and covered her eyes.

After Zhou Xuanming grabbed Su He, he looked sideways at Shen Zilian: "Master, I'll leave the matter here to you. I'll take Master away first."

Shen Zilian also saw that something was wrong with Su He's current state, and nodded and asked Zhou Xuanming to take Su He away.
Chapter completed!