small rivers and lakes

The man spoke righteously: "Back then, Le Wuyou colluded with Demon Valley, and his mother, Le Qishu, sheltered them. Both of them had already been executed. Now that you bring up this matter, do you mean that you want to reverse the case?"

Zhong Yi followed the sound to look over, and found that the first one to jump out was actually An Ji, and couldn't help but shook his head lightly: With the self-denial and prudence of the old alliance leader and his wife, how could such a cannon barrel that exploded at a poke be born? .

Witch Hazel stopped drinking, and sat lazily on the Arhat bed, squinting at Anji with a sneer, and repeated what he said just now: "Yes, so what?"

"You!" Anji didn't expect her to be so bold, and she wanted to overturn the old account of ten years ago with a slap in the face, and said angrily, "Buzuifang is ranked among the top five in the world, but you are so indistinguishable between good and evil, it's really shocking." despise!"

Jin Suxue laughed loudly: "An Xiaoxia, when will I, Jin, need you to see me?"

As the young leader of the Tianxia League, Anji has always been the star of the world. He has never been ridiculed by a woman before, and he immediately flew into a rage. Suddenly remembering the requirement of "no armor, no weapons" for the banquet in white, she blushed for a moment.

"Why does the young leader need to be angry?" Zhong Yi sat in front of the case, shaking a paper fan and said with a smile, "You and I didn't experience the old things, so I don't know if there is another secret, but with Jin's martial arts and status, I believe she can't I will talk wildly, why not sit down for a while and listen to what the treasurer Jin has to say."

Anji glared at him resentfully, hesitated for a long time with tangled eyes, snorted, sat back on his seat, raised his chin and looked at Jin Haixue: "I'll see how you reverse the case."

"It's hard to overturn the case," Jin Luxue lowered her head and slowly poured a bowl of wine, held it up with both hands, respecting everyone present, and said calmly, "It's just that there are many doubts about this old case, and Mr. Jin has some doubts in his heart. I'm puzzled."

A man from the rivers and lakes said: "Ten years have passed since the case of Fengmanlou, whether it is long or short, I vaguely remember that during the lunar eclipse night, Fengmanlou contributed a lot of effort, but within a month or so the case was over. The news that Le Wuyou colluded with the Demon Valley broke out, which is really unbelievable."

"Hey, yes," another person echoed, "If Le Wuyou really colluded with Demon Valley, Feng Manlou shouldn't have worked so hard on the night of the lunar eclipse. Isn't that killing each other?"

"Sect Leader Wang's words are wrong," a young man said, "I heard that Le Wuyou was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was the most ignorant little bastard. He probably got Feng Manlou involved in this matter, otherwise With hundreds of years of foundations full of wind, if you are full, will you join the magic valley?"

As soon as this remark came out, people nodded one after another. Fengmanlou is an old sect that Tianxiameng has joined since the beginning of bloodshed. Its martial arts, financial resources and reputation are much higher than that of the magic valley that popped up out of nowhere. Collaborating with the Demon Valley will do a lot of harm but not any benefit. Normal people would not do such a loss-making business.

An old man with gray temples said in a deep voice: "Back then, President Meng meant to hand over Le Wuyou so that he would not pursue Feng Manlou's upbringing. However, Le Qishu is very arrogant and unreasonable, so It is a pity, a pity, and a hateful thing that led to the downfall of Feng Manlou."

"I advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds." A cold voice sounded.

Zhong Yi turned her head to look, and found that it was Chang Zixuan who was sitting in the first seat on the left. He was sitting on the chair with his back proudly straight, and his face was stern, like an almond with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked intently at those eyes, only to feel the clear light rippling in them, like a sky full of stars.

Sensing his gaze, Chang Zixuan glanced over with displeasure.

The eyes of the two met, Zhong Yi's heart skipped half a beat, he stared fixedly into each other's eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was full of confusion and couldn't figure it out.

After a short while, he slammed the table and shouted, "I knew it!"

"..." The people around him were taken aback by his shock and asked, "Master Zhong, what do you know?"

Zhong Yi smiled all over his face, opened the folding fan, shook it leisurely, and said with a smile, "I knew Young Master Chang would definitely jump out." He turned to look at the old man with gray temples, "Master Ding just said something. I have a lot of disdain for Le Qishu, did I not take Young Master Chang seriously?"

The man with gray temples is none other than Ding Gange, the owner of Shushi Village, one of the three villages and six halls of Tianxiameng. good hand.

Hearing this, he poured a bowl of wine and said in a deep voice: "Although Mingri Pavilion had a close relationship with Fengmanlou back then, at the critical moment, he abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, righteous and severing relatives. This responsibility and courage are amazing. Young Master Chang, I respect you a bowl."

Hearing laughter came from the crowd. Mingri Pavilion and Fengmanlou had a close relationship, but they turned against each other during the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain, and even killed each other. Li, it is not that no one secretly thinks that the Chang family is not worthy of friendship.

Chang Zixuan naturally heard people's laughter, his handsome face was full of anger, and he said forcefully: "Master Ding can keep this bowl of wine, and he will respect my father face to face when I see my father. But the dignity of the elders must be upheld by the younger generation, Master Ding, what you said just now was inappropriate, so please face Tianque Mountain and offer three bowls of wine to comfort Auntie's spirit in heaven."

Ding Gange's complexion changed suddenly, and he slapped the table and stood up abruptly: "I think you are the one who needs to be cautious in words and deeds! Chang Zixuan, for ten years, you have avoided talking about Le Qishu everywhere, and today you have eaten a bear's heart!" How dare you, Leopard, if you want to reverse Le Qishu's case, are you not afraid of bringing death to Ming Ri Pavilion?"

"Reversing Le Qishu's case will bring death disaster?" Jin Luxue squinted at Ding Gange, "Then I'm not drunk, shouldn't it be razed to the ground long ago?"

Ding Gange was afraid of Jin Haoxue's methods, and his tone was a little slow: "The matter of that year has already been settled. If the treasurer Jin must reverse Le Qishu's case, unless it proves that Le Wuyou is not a remnant of the Devil's Valley, but he harbored Su Yuhen back then. It's a matter of certainty, and it can't be washed away, so I hope Shopkeeper Jin thinks twice."

Jin Luxue looked up and drank a bowl of wine, and smiled wryly: "I don't know that this move is so difficult to achieve, but my best friend has been wronged for ten years, and the survivor can hardly sleep or eat." She opened her drunken eyes and looked blankly at the night sky, "That day I I rushed to Tianque Mountain, but I only saw flesh and blood everywhere, eyes full of bones..."

Zhong Yi picked up the wine cup: "The treasurer Jin is very affectionate and friendly, Zhong admires it, please drink this cup to the full."

Witch Hazel toasted with him from a distance, and drank it down in one gulp.

A voice in the crowd sighed: "Ten years have passed, and the bones on Tianque Mountain may have been rotted away, and there are very few people involved in this matter now, even the vanguard Long Tianba died last month Now, why does shopkeeper Jin bother to bring up old stories and disturb people's hearts?"

When Long Tianba was mentioned, people couldn't help whispering, one person hesitated and said: "Speaking of Long Tianba's death, I heard a very strange statement."

Another person called out, "You heard the same thing as me?"

"What did you hear?"

People chatted with each other, but they were all clouded and misty, and they stopped talking. Anji was confused and asked loudly anxiously: "What are the heroes talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"

Ding Gange said in a low voice: "Young leader came to Jinling for the first time, so he didn't know something. The leader of Xiuchun hall, Long Tianba, died in his home last month."

Anji called: "I know this!"

Zhong Yi shook his fan and smiled, "What you don't know is that there are rumors that Long Tianba died at the hands of Le Wuyou."

"Ridiculous!" Anji clapped the case, "Le Wuyou died a long time ago, how could he come to kill Long Tianba, and could it be a manifestation?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden silence on the high platform. Anji blinked, looked at the people on the left and right, his handsome face turned red, he straightened his waist and pretended to be calm, and said loudly: "It all depends on what this young master is doing Haven't... haven't you seen your son?" He scanned the crowd in a panic, and suddenly thought of a terrible guess, his red face turned pale again, and he trembled, "No... no Is it really a manifestation?"

Zhong Yi said faintly: "I heard that before Long Tianba died, he saw a red-clothed woman holding a sword and watching the moon in the courtyard..."

"Le Qishu!" Anji's eyes widened, "The red-clothed snow sword, isn't that Le Qishu?"

Zhong Yi said solemnly: "How could it be Le Qishu, she is already dead."

A layer of white sweat sprang up from Anji's back: "Damn...it's really a miracle!"

Listening to the murmurs of the people present, Jin Luxue couldn't help feeling sad, filled a bowl of wine, stood up, and dumped it on the ground in the direction of Tianque Mountain, muttering: "My dear friend, let's enjoy it."

Everyone looked at her in silence. After offering three bowls of wine, Jin Luxue turned around and was about to speak when she suddenly raised her head to look outside the stage and shouted, "Who is it?"

Before the words were finished, a radiant sword shadow flew over from the high platform. Everyone was startled, and then they stared dumbfounded at a Chang Zixuan in a white coat holding a long sword and stabbing at the end of the blue brocade coat. Another Chang Zixuan sitting at the head of the banquet.

Chang Zixuan in blue let out a "huh", picked up the wine cup and put it in front of his chest, only heard a crisp crackling sound, the wine cup was torn apart, and the tip of the sword cut through the clothes on his chest, but he was as slippery as a snake , leaned back, and escaped from under the sword.

Chang Zixuan in white couldn't hit him with a single blow, but caught up with his sword.

A folding fan stretched out obliquely, blocking the way of Liuguang Xingcai.

Chang Zixuan in white turned his head, saw Zhong Yi's gentle smile, and said angrily, "Get out of the way!"

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "The banquet in white clothes is an elegant place. It's not good for you to break in with a sword? If you have anything to say, we might as well sit down and talk slowly." He turned his head and looked at the other Chang Zixuan, "Mr. Chang Lord, are you right?"

Chang Zixuan in blue had already fled a foot away, turned around when he heard the words, and said with a straight face: "None of your business!"