This time, the performance of tension is still very amazing in the view of singing.

These young people almost gave their lives to this place this time. Singing naturally wants to meet the requirements put forward by each other as much as possible.

Moreover, this requirement is not difficult, but tension wants to make itself stronger. This is a good thing. Singing has no reason to refuse directly.

Then, Fu Long turned and looked at the song and said, "take them down the mountain first. Some disciples will take you away."

Singing and frowning, he grasped the key point and asked, "what about you?"

"I have something to talk to them." Said volon.

"What's the matter?" Asked the singer.

Fu Long smiled but did not speak.

Gao Ge took a deep breath and said, "if I can't know, can they know?"

Fu Long was stunned and looked at the song: "if I can tell you, I will..."

"Don't tell me that nonsense!" With a loud roar, the veins on his forehead jumped violently, his eyes widened and looked at Fu long. His teeth clenched. He stretched out his hand, pointed to Li and others in he youniang sub branch, and pointed to the wooden box not far away, "What do you want to say to me? If you can, you can say it? What can't you say? If I don't deserve to know, don't they deserve to know?"

Vorong frowned, but did not speak.

"Team leader..." the old man coughed in a low voice.

He felt that Gao Ge, as the leader of the Dragon Pavilion and the teacher of Xiuxian college, had a problem talking to Fu long.

To put it bluntly, the following crimes are committed.

As the leader of singing, Fu Long doesn't need to listen to the dictates of singing.

As long as volon knows he's doing the right thing.

Old man Guanshan used to be the ancestor of Tianmen.

At least, no one dares to talk to him like that in Tianmen where he is in charge.

Gao Ge looked at the old man watching the mountain, with some indifference in his eyes.

The old man sighed, released his hand holding the singing arm and stepped back two steps.

It seems that I don't have the right to speak at all now!

Fortunately, he also knows that singing is extremely angry at this time.

I've never played with them at ordinary times.

The so-called leader of the Dragon Pavilion was not taken seriously when people sang.

"How many people came and died this time, I believe you know better than me. They died when they died. I was powerless and didn't do anything. It's all over. It's understandable that you are the Fulong of Longge and the dean of Haicheng Xiuxian college, so we all have to listen to you. I don't think there's anything wrong."

Singing and looking at the dragon, Trembling voice said: "but, I ask you, I beg you, I trouble you, first tell them, what are they doing for? What have they won for Longge and Xiuxian college? Each of them has been holding their teeth until now. Don't they deserve to know what contribution they have made for Longge and Xiuxian college?"

The old man Guanshan and others were silent at this time.

They looked at the song of extreme anger and couldn't say anything.

exactly.

Nine of the people who followed them to Xiaoshan sword sect died.

Even if they survived, they turned into a beast with their own strength.

Fight with the disciples of Xiaoshan sword sect.

Is that a martial arts field?

It's more like a arena.

And they, like animals thrown into the arena, fight with each other with instinct and their own wildness, tirelessly and do not know fear. Maybe they were afraid at the beginning, but they were overcome by them.

Can't let them just go down the mountain?

Let them know what they have done and contributed to Longge and Xiuxian college, and what purpose they have helped Longge achieve.

Is this a difficult thing?

I didn't think much about singing.

But now Fu Long offered to stay and talk to Xiaoshan sword sect.

You don't have to think about it. You know that as a winner, you need to seek some prizes from the losers.

Fu Long looked at the song, smiled, sighed and said, "seriously, if you're not in the Dragon Pavilion, but in another cultivator sect, I'm afraid you won't live to be five years old with such a character."

Gao Ge didn't speak, and his eyes looking at Fu Long were still calm.

Just do what you think is right.

Why care who the other party's identity is?

Singing is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

But at this time, he can't step back.

Some words need to be said.

Not for yourself. But for those students who survived, or who had been put in the box, they said that they did not dare to ask. As their teacher and the person who brought them, they had to ask. Otherwise, what should he say to appease their emotions? How can we praise their contribution to the Dragon Pavilion? It's impossible to tell them that the reason why they came to Xiaoshan sword sect to fight with each other is to fight for spirit?

There is no such reason in the world.

"Xiaoshan Jianzong found Lingyu mine. As long as we win, that Lingyu mine is ours." Said volon.

Gao Ge breathed a sigh of relief: "how much can be mined?"

"According to preliminary estimates, there are more than 10000 pieces of spirit jade." Said volon.

And now.

The people of Xiaoshan sword sect also changed their faces.

"Lord, no!"

"Lord, you can't give up the Lingyu mine!"

"Elder martial brother, I won't agree first!"

Lord Zhou's face was livid.

This is the secret between him and volon.

Originally, Fulong also promised him not to make this matter public.

But unexpectedly, he said it.

This also means that the majesty of Lord Zhou's sword sect in Xiaoshan will be greatly challenged.

"Lord Fulong, what do you mean!" Lord Zhou couldn't restrain his anger and asked at the top of his voice.

Volon turned to look at him and smiled, say: "Nothing. I just think what Gao Ge said is quite reasonable. We have to let them know why they fought. And... Lord Zhou, you don't have to shout with me. Let's be honest. Even if we really give you the mine, can you accept it? Believe it or not, as long as you dare to stretch out your claws, we dare to take your hands off? Really Think your Xiaoshan sword lives here, and this mountain is yours? "

Vorong paused, took two steps forward and said, "I tell you, it's not like this, because this place is China!"

Gao Ge pinched the bridge of his nose.

Um.

It's still Fulong at this time. His voice is a little better.

"Sing, if you ask me what I shouldn't ask, I'll punish you... After going down the mountain, you are not allowed to go back to Haicheng Xiuxian college or Longge for a month."

Fu Long turned his face, looked at the song, smiled and asked, "is it worth it?"

"Value." Sing and laugh.

The owner of Xiaoshan sword sect has an abnormal face.

One month... No return to Longge?

Not afraid to die outside? l0ns3v3