Chapter 759 Don't Let Her Know that I Killed Her Big Brother

The three entered the battle at the same time, but were teleported to different places.

However, they reacted in an instant, fearing that they had fallen into a formation set up by others.

However, they didn't worry too much. The formation can trap ordinary people, but it can't completely trap martial arts masters.

So, the three of them quickly ran around in the formation.

Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu stood together on the cliff above the valley. In their eyes, as soon as the three martial saints entered the valley, they began to circle around the same place at high speed.

"Brother Liang, your formation is so powerful that even a martial saint can be trapped!"

Gu Xie Huayu said in admiration.

Song Yan smiled and continued to pay attention to the three Martial Saints caught in the formation.

The martial sage named Lao Niu was the first to stop, and immediately after that, he continued to throw palms and fists around.

Seeing this, Gu Xie Huayu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, Wu Sheng's attack power is very powerful. If it wasn't for the formation to trap them, the whole valley might not be able to withstand their three or two punches.

But soon, she found that her worry was unnecessary, because the old cow's attack was very destructive, but all his attacks were submerged in the distorted space crack, making it impossible for his attack to spread beyond ten feet.

But in the eyes of Lao Niu, with his attack, the surrounding trees were continuously swept away by him, and an open space was quickly cleared.

"It seems to have some effect!"

He gave a low cry, and continued to attack the surrounding trees. After a while, he looked back, and was horrified to find that the trees he had swept away had returned to their original shape.

In other words, during this period of time, except for the fact that he himself had consumed part of his true energy, he was doing useless work.

"Damn it!"

The old cow yelled angrily and hit the ground with a fist, causing earth and rocks to fly wildly.

The other two Martial Saints also stopped running.

The triangular-eyed Martial Saint was very scheming, he didn't attack rashly, but stayed in place to observe the rules of the surrounding trees, but after observing for half an hour, it was in vain.

Another martial sage kept calling the names of Lao Niu and Triangular Eyed Martial Sage, but did not get any response.

After tossing in the formation for an hour, the three martial sages couldn't help but panic in their hearts, and the previous disdainful mentality of the formation disappeared.

"What should I do?"

The three martial saints were all thinking of ways.

In the next few hours, the three tried various methods, but they were unable to get out of this formation.

In desperation, the three had no choice but to sit cross-legged and enter the state of breath adjustment.

But after adjusting their breath, they discovered that they couldn't absorb any vitality in the formation.

"Fortunately, there are spirit crystals in my storage spirit ring!"

But soon, the faces of the three martial saints changed again, because none of them could take out anything from the storage spirit ring.

"Brother Liang, what are you going to do with them?"

Gu Xie Huayu asked.

"Don't worry, let's starve them for a while before talking!"

Song Yan said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's go back to Qingweimen first."

In a flash, Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu disappeared above the valley and reappeared, but they had already arrived at the mountain gate of Qingweimen.

There are disciples stationed in front of the mountain gate.

Both Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu were celebrities in Qingwei Sect, so when they came back, the news quickly spread throughout the entire mountain gate.

When Song Yan came to the inner courtyard where he lived.

Xiaohu, Xiaowu and Ning Ling were already waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

I haven't seen each other for more than half a year, Xiaohu and Xiaowu have both grown a head in size, and Ning Ling has changed even more. In line with the words of the Eighteenth Change of the Women's University, she looks more and more graceful, beautiful and generous.

Ning Mo's figure flashed in his mind, but Song Yan didn't feel guilty at all, after all, he committed the death himself.

"But as compensation, I will treat your sister kindly." Song Yan said to Ning Mo in his heart.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Brother Huang!"

The three shouted in unison, and then, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu rushed up quickly, their faces full of excitement and excitement.

"Master, you are finally back, you miss us so much!"

"Yeah, the young master is not here, we are all in a bad mood, but luckily you are back, young master!"

Although the words of the two may sound flattering, they are more of an expression of true feelings.

Song Yan looked at the two of them with a smile, and found that their cultivation had also made considerable progress, and now they had reached the eighth level of Qi refining.

It didn't live up to his expectations.

So, he patted them on the shoulder and spoke words of encouragement.

Both of them were very happy to be recognized by their young master.

And after Ning Ling called Big Brother Huang, she stood timidly a few steps away, but her eyes were full of intimacy, but also a little timid.

"Come on, Ning Ling, come to Brother Huang!" Song Yan waved to her.

"Ok!"

Ning Ling nodded slightly, and walked up to Song Yan. Song Yan couldn't help but rubbed her head with his hand, and said kindly: "Ling'er has grown up a bit. During this time, have Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu bullied you?"

After being slapped by Song Yan, Ning Ling couldn't help but blush, and said softly, "Both Xiaohu and Xiaowu take good care of me."

"Yes, young master, we all take good care of Miss Ning!"

Xiaohu and Xiaowu quickly expressed their opinions, but they didn't want to be misunderstood by their young master.

"That's good, let's go in and talk!"

After being seated, Ning Ling obediently presented Song Yan with a cup of tea, and said, "Brother Huang, are you hungry? Ling'er has learned how to make pastries during this time. May I make them for you?"

Feeling the anticipation in Dao's star-like eyes, Song Yan couldn't bear to refuse: "Okay, then I want to try Linger's craftsmanship!"

"Brother Huang, wait a moment, Linger will go and do it for you!"

Seeing Ning Ling leaving happily, Song Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if this girl knew that he killed her only relative, would she still be so close to her?

In less than half an hour, Ling'er arrived with a plate of fragrant and warm pastries.

Eagerly sent it to Song Yan: "Brother Huang, try it."

Song Yan picked up a piece of pastry and took a small bite, then couldn't help but nodded: "Well, Linger's craftsmanship is really good, it's delicious."

Xiaohu on the side interjected: "Master, you don't know that since you left, Miss Ning Ling has been learning pastry with all her heart, and said that she will make it for you to eat when you come back. Now, her wish has been fulfilled!"

Having said this, Xiaohu couldn't help showing a wretched smile on his face.

But Ning Ling lowered her head shyly. Seeing this scene, Song Yan couldn't help but secretly said: "Could it be that this girl is in love with me? This is really troublesome, but I am her brother-killing enemy?"

But thinking of this, Song Yan decided that no matter what, she must not let her know that Ning Mo died at his hands.

Before the pastries were finished, a boy arrived.

This boy, Song Yan, knew him. He was close to the head of the school, Chen Yuanshan.

Half a quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of the boy, Song Yan came to the head hall.

On the top of the main hall, the head of Chen Yuanshan Gaoju is seated on the throne, and a group of elders are standing on both sides, including his own master Dongfang Tianya and Duanmu Chong, besides, Gu Xie Huayu is also there, but at the moment she is obediently Standing behind an old man with a long beard, when he saw Song Yan, he couldn't help casting a worried look.

The atmosphere in the hall was very solemn, which made Song Yan faintly feel a little pressure.