small rivers and lakes

Everyone stared at the plum blossom needle on the ground, moved their eyes upwards, and looked at Chang Fengjun in surprise. They never thought that with such prestige as the master of tomorrow's pavilion, he would do something to hurt someone in the back.

"...Father?" Chang Zixuan called out in disbelief, and his handsome eyebrows frowned.

Chang Fengjun stood arrogantly with his hands behind his hands, his expression indifferent: "The child with a yellow mouth spouts blood."

Everyone suddenly realized that none of them saw Chang Fengjun make a move just now, but everyone saw Zhong Yi throwing a folding fan. Could it be that this person deliberately framed the master of tomorrow's pavilion?

Everyone's eyes turned to Zhong Yi again.

I saw this person waving his fan, and said to Chang Fengjun with a smile: "Lies will kill the whole family."

"..." Everyone gasped in unison, they didn't expect this person to be so vulgar, he cursed at the slightest disagreement, he looked like a street rascal instead of a hero.

However, Chang Fengjun's face suddenly darkened.

Zhong Yi smiled coolly, and turned to Liu Ruxu: "Please, Miss Liu, tell the truth frankly."

"That's right," An Guangsha said with a smile, "Although Miss Liu is a prostitute, she has a chivalrous demeanor. If there is indeed another truth, you might as well speak up."

Liu Ruxu glanced at him, then quickly turned away, refusing to speak any more.

Zhong Yi felt a little disappointed, but she knew that this was human nature, the plum blossom needle was still on the ground, no one would be too brave to see such a naked murderous intent, let alone a prostitute who lived a life of flesh and blood?

Le Wuyou held the childish phoenix flat to his chest, and said proudly: "Does Miss Liu believe in my martial arts?"

"Young master's martial arts are superb, and the servants believe it."

Le Wuyou's wrist suddenly trembled, and there was a crisp sound, and the Zhihuang sword came out of its sheath half an inch, revealing the young phoenix carving and Senhan's sharp edge on the sword. He held the scabbard and laughed loudly: "There is a Zhihuang sword! Now, no one can hurt you a single bit."

Liu Ruxu bit her handkerchief and stared at him with tender eyes. After a while, she suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, and said softly, "It's been ten years, and Mr. Le is still so heroic and extraordinary. You know, I really should have had a good sleep back then."

Zhong Yi's face changed: "Hey..."

But seeing Liu Ruxu raised her head high, pointing her finger at a Mingri Pavilion disciple, her voice changed, and she said loudly: "This person took the lives of more than [-] people in the gold powder building and threatened me to travel thousands of miles to come here to say A lie!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Chang Zixuan frowned, and asked anxiously, "What lie?"

"He forced me to say that ten years ago I had never seen anyone who looked like a man or a woman, but the fact is that there was a hero surnamed Su who lit a red candle for me, who was still a nobleman at the time, at the beginning of May. On the night of Friday," Liu Ruxu said, tears were already falling, "I don't know how that person offended you, but that night, red candles were lit all over the Jinfen Building, and those little rascals were so envious. Green, I will never forget that kind of scenery in my life!"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly rushed towards Le Wuyou. Le Wuyou felt a strong scent of makeup coming towards her face. She subconsciously turned sideways, but she heard the sound of a sword unsheathed next to her ear. With a light touch of her hand, a drop of warm water Liquid splashed on the face.

"Do not……"

In the flying snow, a stream of blood rushed to the sky, Liu Ruxu staggered twice, then fell to the ground with a bang, a bloodstain on his neck, bleeding gurglingly, staining the beautiful silk.

Le Wuyou's expression froze suddenly, his eye sockets burst, and he suddenly covered his mouth.

Zhong Yi's eyes darkened, she flew over, raised her palm and slapped him on the back of the heart.

Le Wuyou trembled, like waking up from a dream, her knees softened, and she knelt down beside Liu Ruxu's corpse, staring at the bloodstain on her neck for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand, closing her half-opened door. s eyes.

The wind and snow seemed to be getting bigger, and the red snow on the ground soon turned into thin ice.

Le Wuyou stood up suddenly, Zhihuang let out a high-pitched Qingming, the sword light soared, like a dazzling snow light, with the momentum of thunder, it went straight to Chang Fengjun's face.

"What are you doing?" Chang Zixuan yelled violently, holding the streamer star in his hand, as if the Milky Way was in his hand, drawing a bright arc to intercept his attack.

The two swords slammed together fiercely. Zhihuang and Liuguang Xingcai, both famous swords in the world, collided with each other and made a deafening clear sound.

Le Wuyou's internal energy was majestic, and the momentum of the tide was surging continuously. Chang Zixuan's forehead protruded with beads of sweat, and he clenched his teeth tightly, refusing to budge an inch.

Flying snowflakes fell on their shoulders.

"Get out of the way!" Le Wuyou sneered coldly, urging his inner strength violently.

Chang Zixuan was defeated, and took two steps back. Suddenly, his wrist trembled, Liu Guang Xing Cai flew out of his hand, and he staggered and almost fell down.

Le Wuyou changed his sword move and stabbed at Chang Fengjun again.

However, Chang Zixuan still refused to admit defeat, he didn't care to pick up the saber, so he swooped forward with light kung fu, with both palms out, blocking Chang Fengjun's face with his body.

Le Wuyou's complexion changed, but after the sword move was made, there was no way to retreat, there was only a blunt sound of a sharp weapon piercing his flesh, and hot blood splashed on his face.

Zhihuang didn't reach the hilt of the sword, and pierced deeply into Chang Zixuan's ribs.

Le Wuyou gritted her teeth: "You idiot!"

Chang Zixuan said in a low voice: "Don't use the skin of a human being for being unfilial."

"Then I'll kill you first, and then I'll kill Chang Fengjun!" Le Wuyou cursed angrily, drew out his short sword, and stabbed Chang Fengjun again with blood dripping from the tip of the sword.

Regardless of the pain, Chang Zixuan stood up and wanted to block again, but suddenly a palm wind came from behind him, he turned his head suddenly, and saw the palm coming from his father.

Chang Fengjun swung him away with a palm, cursed "trash" in a low voice, Hua Tengfei Jingzheng got out of its sheath, and faced Le Wuyou's attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for more than thirty strokes, Chang Fengjun gradually lost the wind, but Le Wuyou became more and more courageous in the fight, the Zhihuang sword rolled up the wind and snow, showing its sharpness, just like a young phoenix at the beginning, its murderous aura was on the rise , almost put Chang Fengjun under the momentum.

"enough!"

Accompanied by a stern shout, a long sword suddenly plunged obliquely between the two, and swung the two fighting people away.

Le Wuyou dodged his sword, flew back to Zhong Yi, sneered, and said mockingly: "The character of the master of Anmeng is not very good, but he is very handy when he is partial."

An Guangsha's face was gloomy: "No matter how arrogant you are, Master Ding's body is still cold, yet you pick Chang Pavilion Master again. Do you really think that the Tianxiameng can't do anything about you?"

"Ding Gange offered a plan to destroy my Fengmanlou. Is it unreasonable to kill someone to pay for his life?" Le Wuyou said, "Chang Fengjun forced Miss Liu to death. I avenge my friend. What's the harm in killing him?"

An Guangsha: "Miss Liu committed suicide, so what has she to do with Chang Pavilion Master?"

"Why did she commit suicide so well?" Le Wuyou sternly said, "Tell the truth and expose your lies. If she doesn't die, what kind of revenge will be waiting for her? Will you let her go? Let her go!" More than [-] innocent lives in Jinfenlou?"

There was a murmur among the crowd: "If this woman doesn't die, I really don't believe her very much. The bitch is ruthless, can you believe what she said? But now that she wiped her neck with a sword, I am a little shaken."

"However, with a family as decent as Ming Rige, how can you do such lowly things as coercing prostitutes to lie? Isn't it a deliberate frame?"

"Look, the bones on the ground haven't cooled yet. This woman made her wish to die. What kind of frame-up has to be so tragic? From my point of view, Tomorrow Pavilion is really a bit...heh..."

"I just can't figure it out. Why do you want to coerce this woman into lying? Su Yuhen is forced to blame Heluo Villa on Su Yuhen's head? But what does this have to do with Mingri Pavilion? Why bother to get involved in this muddy water?"

Although the voice of whispering is low, but when there are more people discussing, the voice will naturally rise.

Under the care of several Mingri Pavilion disciples, Chang Zixuan unbuttoned his clothes and roughly sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound. Hearing the noisy voice in his ears, the color faded from his pale face, and he raised his eyes to look at Chang Fengjun , said with difficulty: "Father, are you really..."

Suddenly a person rushed out from the crowd, knelt down on one knee in front of Chang Fengjun, and said loudly: "The subordinates are all self-assessed, and the pavilion master is troubled!"

An Guangsha asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

The man said: "This subordinate has never been used to seeing Su Yu hate that neither male nor female monster. I heard that Heluo Villa was not slaughtered by him. I was really angry. I was confused by lard for a while, so I took advantage of the pavilion master to send me to Jinling The opportunity to invite Miss Liu made such a foolish move on my own initiative."

An Guangsha: "It turned out to be like this, you are too hateful!"

"The master of the pavilion is completely unaware of this matter, and everything is the opinion of his subordinate," the man said, pulling out his sword and putting it around his neck, "this subordinate knows that the crime is serious, and is willing to pay for it with his life." !"

"No!" Chang Zixuan changed his color suddenly, ignoring the wound on his ribs, flew over, and screamed, "Senior Brother Wang..."

Before he could finish speaking, blood was poured out, and the man had already cut his throat with a sword, and died of exhaustion.

Chang Zixuan stood in the snow, staring at his corpse, his face pale.

Snowflakes flew and landed on his bare shoulders, but at this moment, his heart felt as if a thunder had rolled over him, he was full of astonishment, and he didn't notice the cold for a while.

A warm cloak was covering his body, Chang Zixuan came back to his senses, turned his face, saw Mrs. Long's indifferent face, his heart warmed up, and he murmured: "Mother..."

Madam Long said indifferently: "The clothes are disheveled, how decent are you?"

Chang Zixuan's thousands of words were stuck in his throat, his fingers unconsciously clenched the cloak, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Zhong Yi shook his fan, sighing with a half-smile, "The loyalty of Ling Pai's disciples is really touching."

Chang Fengjun said coldly: "It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."

"I don't say three, nor four," Zhong Yi's voice changed, and he said solemnly, "I just want to talk about the real culprit of the murder case in Heluo Mountain Villa, the souls and victims of the innocent victims of Qifenggu and Fengmanlou. Heroic Spirit!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone suddenly realized: Since that Senior Brother Wang from Mingri Pavilion admitted that what Liu Ruxu said before his death was not a lie, it can be seen that Su Yuhen was indeed in the Jinfen Building that night ten years ago. Then who was the one who brutally slaughtered the whole family of Heluo Villa that night?