An intriguing smile appeared on Xiao Yang's face, and he asked slowly, "If you can use this to clear your second senior brother's suspicion, why not do it?"

The old man Kongxu lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a long time, a disciple of Master Ying Kong ran into his study in panic and said breathlessly: "Master, Senior Brother Yishu has been beaten!"

Master Yingkong's heart trembled suddenly when he heard this news, and his face could not hide his fear. He stood up and asked hurriedly: "Where is Yishu Ren now?"

"Senior brother... is in his room now, but..." the disciple said hesitantly.

Master Ying Kong had long lost his patience in his heart and said impatiently: "It's just what?"

"It's just that Senior Brother Yishu is still in a coma. Master has been there, but he can't wake him up!"

Master Ying Kong's heart was even tense. He could think that the only people who injured He Yishu were the guys from the Changsheng Sect, but I'm afraid that only He Yishu knew what happened before.

He didn't have to think too much and hurriedly walked towards He Yishu's room.

At this time, in He Yishu's room, there was no one else except a disciple with the youngest seniority who was taking care of him.

The little disciple saw Master Ying Kongdao walked in, and quickly stood up from the chair and bowed to him.

Master Ying Kong waved his hand and signaled him to retreat.

A moment later, he and He Yishu were the only ones in the room.

He stood beside the bed with his hands behind his back, looking down at He Yishu, whose arms were wrapped in bandages, and was still in a coma.

His eyes became increasingly fierce. He Yishu was his most respected disciple and a disciple who had made a thousand-year bet with the other three Taoist masters. Now that He Yishu has suffered such severe injuries, how could he not feel heartbroken?

His hands gradually tightened, his face became colder and colder, and he said fiercely: "Yishu, don't worry! Master will never let you get hurt for nothing. This revenge... Master will help you get it back!"

After saying that, he stood alone by the bed for a long time before leaving.

But just as he returned to the study, another disciple hurriedly ran over and fell to his knees in front of him, still in shock, "Master, the people from the Changsheng Sect are here again!"

Master Ying Kong heard this and immediately slapped his head and said fiercely: "These guys still have the courage to come here!"

As he said that, he ordered the disciple to lead the way and let him go to meet the guys from the Changsheng Sect for a while.

The disciple nodded repeatedly and then led the way.

Master Yingkong did not think deeply. As the disciple arrived at the lotus pond in thousands of mountains, what caught his eye was his disciples lying on the ground. Three people wearing black cloaks and veils on their faces stood in front of them.

And the arrival of the Changsheng Sect was clearly aimed at him, and the injured were all his disciples.

Master Ying Kong's face turned pale, his eyes glared at the three black cloaked men in front of him, and gritted his teeth and said, "You guys dare to come here. Do you want to force me to kill me?"

"Yingkong, you are just fighting for trapped beasts!" Xiao Yang, who had disguised his voice, mocked.

"Since that's the case, if you don't let me live a good life, then you can't think of peace!"

The luster in Master Ying Kong's eyes became increasingly fierce, and a layer of cold frost appeared around him.
Chapter completed!