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Chapter 311

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At the Dahe Sect! Inside the Main Peak's Great River Hall.

Feng Tairan and Duan Sanshu were sent back.

The three peak masters looked at the two. Duan Sanshu's body was filled with golden needles, and he was in a state of suspended animation. Jiujiansheng was accompanying him.

"What? Yan Chuan was left alone in the Demon Wind Mountain Range? Nonsense! "Mo Wuhui shouted.

"Master, Martial Uncle wanted it himself. We couldn't persuade him …!" Jiujiansheng sighed.

"Persuade? If he couldn't persuade him, why didn't he kidnap him? Why be polite to him? "Mo Wuhui said angrily.

"Kidnap? But …! "Jiujiansheng was at a loss.

"Wuhui, it has nothing to do with Jiujiansheng. Yan Chuan didn't want to come back!" Feng Tairan said weakly.

"Sect Master?" Mo Wuhui frowned and looked at Feng Tairan.

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared outside the Great River Hall.

"Sect Master, Peak Masters, there's news from the Demon Wind Mountain Range!" An excited voice came from outside the hall.

"Come in!" Feng Tairan shouted.

Soon, a Dahe Sect disciple entered the hall with a happy face.

"What news?" Mo Wuhui asked doubtfully.

"It's news from Sky Peak Master, Martial Uncle Yan Chuan!"

"What? Tell me! "

"Yes, some cultivators who came out said that Martial Uncle Yan Chuan could turn into a blood demon and kill everyone in the Demon Wind Mountain Range. He killed almost six thousand cultivators from the Life League!" The person said excitedly.

"Nonsense, six thousand cultivators?" Mo Wuhui said in disbelief.

"Yes, it's only been a few days. What kind of joke is this?" Feng Tianyu said.

"It's true. I asked several cultivators to confirm it. Five thousand seven hundred Essence Realm cultivators and three hundred Qi Realm cultivators were all killed by Martial Uncle. Martial Uncle is too powerful. It's true!"

Mo Wuhui: "…!"

Feng Tairan: "…!"

Jiujiansheng: "…!"

"It seems like we don't have to worry about Martial Uncle's safety!" Jiujiansheng said.

"Are you kidding me? Killed six thousand cultivators? "Feng Tianyu also said with a strange expression.

"The father is a pervert, and the son is also a pervert!" Gao Bufan said in astonishment.

Mo Wu Hui and Feng Tai Ran secretly sighed.

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Demonwind Mountains.

"Ji ji!" "Ji ji!"

He could vaguely hear the chirping of birds.

Yan Chuan, who had been unconscious for an unknown amount of time, finally opened his eyes.

Looking up at the sky, it was still as blue as before. Touching the ground with his hand, he realized that he was lying on a mattress.

Bed?

Yan Chuan's muddled thoughts immediately sobered up.

He remembered that he had dug a cave and hid inside it. How did he end up here?

"Whew!" He suddenly stood up. He patrolled the surroundings.

That's right, it was the large lake from that day. Beside it was a large rock with a cave that he had carved out himself.

Buzz!

At the side, the Jade Emperor Sword trembled slightly.

Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes and quickly recalled the scene at that time.

"Before he fainted, he heard two birds chirping? And Rou 'er? I think I saw Rou 'er? "Yan Chuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Before he could check his body, Yan Chuan stood up, grabbed the Jade Emperor Sword, and looked around.

"Rou 'er? Is that you? "Yan Chuan asked anxiously.

After looking around and confirming that there was no one around, Yan Chuan's expression became slightly anxious.

"Hehehehe!"

Vaguely, there seemed to be a series of wretched laughter coming from afar.

"Eh?" Yan Chuan raised his eyebrows and immediately calmed down to listen in the distance.

"Hehehehe, wow, so big, so big!" The voice became more and more wretched.

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