Qiantang County, Shenquanmen.
In the martial arts arena, Li Zhige sat on the ground panting and a little irritated.
It's been two months since Master and the others left home, why haven't they come back yet?
Li Zhige did not dare to think deeply, but secretly warned himself that Master and the others must have been delayed by something on the way.
They must have been delayed on the way!
Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a dull knock on the door.
Master and the others are back!
Li Zhige's eyes lit up and he hurried towards the door, ready to greet his master and senior sister.
After opening the door, he saw a group of strangers carrying a rack in front of him. The rack was covered with a layer of white cloth. Li Zhige's smile froze on his face, and his uneasiness became more intense.
"Who are you? Are you on the wrong track?"
The leader, a middle-aged man, was holding a long stick in his hand. He looked up at the Fist Gate plaque, then at Li Zhige, and said, "This is the Divine Fist Gate. I went right."
"I am Lin Changfeng, the chief escort of the Changfeng Escort Bureau. I was entrusted by Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect to escort the bodies of these people back to the Fist of God."
After saying that, Lin Changfeng turned to look at the escorts behind him.
Several escorts understood and lifted the white cloth covering the stretcher.
boom!
There was a roar in the depths of Li Zhige's mind, his vision went dark, and he staggered and almost fell over.
After a while, Li Zhige recovered. He only felt that the world in front of him was gray and lost its color.
He walked quickly to the master and looked at the master's face that had lost all color and looked pale. Li Zhige burst into tears. He stretched out his hand to pick up the master and said softly, "It's not true!"
"Master, tell me, this is not true!"
"I haven't found the best miraculous doctor in the world, and I haven't found the most precious medicine in the world to heal your old wounds. How can you die?"
"Master, get up and look at Zhi Ge. Zhi Ge has already learned the eight moves of the Divine Fist. If you don't believe me, Zhi Ge will fight you."
"Master, get up, get up quickly!"
The master didn't respond.
Li Zhige turned to look at his senior sister.
The senior sister was lying quietly on the stretcher. There was a line of blood on her neck. Her originally heroic face was as pale as paper, and her body exuded a stench.
Li Zhige failed to stand still and fell to the ground. He rolled and crawled to the side of his senior sister, shook her and murmured to himself, "Senior sister, are you kidding me, right?"
Turning to look at Lin Changfeng and others, Li Zhige's voice was hoarse, and he was laughing and crying at the same time, "You said, master and senior sister are joking with me, right?"
Several escorts couldn't bear to turn around.
Lin Changfeng sighed heavily, "My condolences, little brother."
Li Zhige was stunned for a moment and roared at Lin Changfeng, "No!"
"Master is not dead, senior sister is not dead, and the senior brothers are still alive and well. They are joking with me. They must want to scare me."
Turning around and grabbing senior sister's cold hand, Li Zhige said softly, "Senior sister, would you like to get up? Can I get married to you if you get up?"
"Senior sister, get up!"
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Li Zhige burst into tears. All he could think about was his master's long and thin horse face. He saw the master's serious face and said seriously, "Concentrate your concentration and energy, lift your strength from the waist, and punch like thunder."
He saw his master clasping his hands behind his back, trying his best to hide the smile in his eyes, and cursed, "Zhi Ge, don't be proud and complacent, you are still far from enough."
He saw the master squatting in front of the stove, holding a fan in his hand and fanning the fire. He glanced at the soup brewing in the pot from time to time, with a kind smile on his face.
He saw his senior sister holding the soles of his shoes under the candlelight, pricking her finger with a needle.
He saw the senior sister delivering the shoes to him, and he casually put the shoes under the bed. At that time, the senior sister's eyes were filled with disappointment.
boom!
Li Zhige's vision went dark, he hit the ground hard and fainted.
Lin Changfeng stepped forward to help Li Zhige up, shook his head and sighed, "I didn't see the demeanor of Master Miejie the moment he drew his sword. I only saw the desperate and heartbroken look of this young man."
"This is Jianghu!"
Several escorts were not in high spirits either.
In the world of martial arts, people die every day, children lose their fathers every day, apprentices lose their masters every day, and junior brothers lose their senior sisters every day.
In the hall of the Divine Fist Gate, Li Zhige opened his eyes in pain.
The master is dead, the senior sister is dead, and the senior brothers are also dead.
Li Zhige was unwilling to accept the facts, but he had to accept it.
Li Zhige had calmed down. He stood up, turned to look at Lin Changfeng, and asked in a cold voice, "Who killed my master and senior sister?"
Lin Changfeng sighed, "It was the Emei Sect's Master Jue who killed your master and senior sister, using Yitian Sword. Your master and senior sister passed away peacefully and did not suffer."
Li Zhige's expression was indifferent and his voice had no warmth. "Thank you for sending back the remains of my master, senior sister and others. Li Zhige will remember this kindness."
Lin Changfeng shook his head, "Brother Li, you don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect. It was Miss Zhou who brought the master's body to the Escort Bureau and asked me to send it back to the Divine Fist Sect. "
"Brother Li, Miss Zhou asked me to tell you that her master just misunderstood the respected master and others as demon sect demons, and did not intend to kill your master and senior sister."
"Miss Zhou also asked you not to go to Mount Emei to seek revenge, otherwise your life will be in vain."
Seeing that Li Zhige didn't respond, Lin Changfeng shook his head secretly, turned around and left with several bodyguards.
In the hall, Li Zhige knelt in front of the bodies of his master, senior sister and others for an unknown length of time.
The sky darkened, and there seemed to be fire burning in Li Zhige's eyes.
He clenched his fists and dug his nails into the flesh of his palms. His eyes were cold and he whispered softly, "Li Zhige will never be a human unless he takes revenge!"
"Master, senior sister, and fellow senior brothers, don't worry, I will definitely pick off the head of Master Jue and place it in front of your tomb as a memorial."
"If Li Zhige breaks his promise, he will be killed by five thunders, and his body and soul will disappear."
