Feng Zhonghe called for a fight as soon as he came up, and was so aggressive that he was obviously here to make trouble. After he said this, all the people inside laughed.
"Hahahaha, boss, we don't dare to fight you." Those people all called Feng Zhonghe the boss, obviously they all followed Feng Zhonghe back then.
"You guys are all alive." Feng Zhonghe's eyes scanned around.
He really remembers all of these people. Although it has been 100,000 years, he still has an impression of these people. These people were not from the first and second echelons back then, but after 100,000 years, they are now top experts.
"Boss, don't make fun of us. We have survived to this day. If you hadn't wiped out so many masters of the Ghost Sect this time, we would probably have to hide from each other for the rest of our lives." One of them said.
"Oh?" Feng Zhonghe looked at them in confusion: "You must give me an explanation today, otherwise we will not be able to finish this time."
"Boss, sit down and chat slowly. We still have some good wine here, so let's talk while drinking." The other person waved his hands to Xia Tian and Feng Zhonghe, and the two of them sat down directly.
Xiaowu and Xiaoliu were sitting next to each other.
"That's a ghost eye, right?" Master Gudong looked at Xiao Liu and asked.
"Yeah!" Feng Zhonghe nodded. This time they came here, Xia Tian did not disguise Xiao Liu.
"I didn't expect him to be alive." Master Gudong obviously knew something related to Ghost Eye, but so many years have passed, the grudges between them have long faded, so there was no expression on his face, just as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
After Xia Tian sat down, he was not polite, so he took a bottle of wine and started drinking it. Since he was listening, he wouldn't ask more questions. Wait for the Gudong Master and others to explain.
Feng Zhonghe looked at the people around him: "Tell me."
"Boss, it's not that we deliberately hide it from you, but that the time is not right. We admit that we know that your master is still alive, but we didn't know that Master Ziyun was also alive. We all thought he was dead. He wanted to avenge you, but he did not return together. No one saw him again. We also went to the central area to find him, but we didn't find him. So we thought at that time that he, like other brothers, had been killed." One of them said.
"Then what? Tell me what happened to my master?" Feng Zhonghe is now very interested in his master's affairs. After all, his master was their closest person back then, and he raised them by his master.
From the beginning of his memory, he saw his master. Ziyun was picked up by his master later, so he was Ziyun's senior brother.
"Let me say that, although we found different places at the beginning, Ziyun kept hiding us. He seemed to know more than we did, especially after you fell asleep, he knew more and more. We could see that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy, but he didn't want to tell us. But later we accidentally investigated that everything was arranged by your master. The human-ghost battle of 100,000 years ago was controlled by him, and he also disrupted the races on the border, causing the entire Ziyun Mountains to become chaotic." Another person explained, as if they were ready and wanted to say something to each person.
"Yeah!" Feng Zhonghe nodded slightly.
Sure enough, the third person spoke: "I remember you said that your master died for a woman, but when we investigated in the end, that woman did not exist at all. Everything was made up by your master to deceive you. Moreover, the deeds you told us were completely different from what we investigated. Your master entered the Ziyun Mountains, perhaps to avoid enemies, or to Guiguzi's treasure. But one thing is certain that he does not want anyone to destroy the formation here, but there are more and more strong people, so the formation in this mountain range will be destroyed sooner or later."
"What you mean is that he deliberately lets the masters here fight each other and then die, right?" Feng Zhonghe asked.
"This is just our guess. He may be worried that there will be no guarantee after he leaves here, so he is worried that if there is too much population and the strength of the people, the formation will be broken, and he will not be able to settle here. So when the master reaches a certain number, he will find a way to destroy and let most of the masters die. This is why we just said that we are not so afraid now, because you have killed all the middle and high-level masters of the Ghost Sect, and the remaining people can live now, exactly the same as before." The fourth person explained.
Xia Tian put the wine in his hand on the table: "It was arranged by Feng Zhonghe's master back then, but now it was arranged by Hongpao. I can be sure that Hongpao is definitely not his master. What is the real identity of Hongpao?"
The fifth man shook his head: "We don't know this, but we can't just look at the surface. Nothing is right. What if Hongpao is the boss's master? So we don't dare to guess such things for the time being. We cannot come forward during the war, otherwise we will definitely stay there in that war, just like the Ghost King. He saw with his own eyes that all his people were dead, but he could not take action. You should be able to understand that feeling."
"You mean, the Ghost King was also in Mount Weng at that time?" Xia Tian asked.
"Yes, we are all here, but we are isolated by the Ghost King's formation, so you must not see it. When you saw the Red Painting, we were quite surprised because the Ghost King's formation was also on the Hong Painting, but he was just some places below." The sixth person explained.
Xia Tian understood that they were all watching the battle at that time, and they even regarded this battle as a kind of understanding.
The battle they had given their lives was like watching a show.
This is really unhappy.
"Where is my master now?" Feng Zhonghe asked expressionlessly.
He had told Xia Tian before that as long as he was asked to find his master, he would definitely fight. Now, he felt even more unhappy when he heard these people's words.
He felt like a chess piece of his master.
call!
Chapter completed!