small rivers and lakes

Since Su Yuhen is not the head of the devil, then the Valley of the Abandoned Wind is not the Valley of the Devil, and Le Wuyou is not the remnant evil, the crime of covering up Le Qishu, the crime of harboring Feng Manlou, the 170 people on Tianque Mountain, and the Valley of the Abandoned Wind. Countless dead souls...

These are all wronged?

Su Yuhen is not the devil, and the abandoned wind valley is completely innocent, so what are the people who died on the mountain of no return?

That night, the sky dog ​​ate the moon, and the dark clouds covered the moonlight. Was there something that also covered justice, conscience, and the dirty truth behind that night, where millions of corpses bleed and bleed?

People's voices couldn't help but get louder, and everyone looked at each other, seeing their own shocked faces from the other's eyes.

Holding a paper umbrella, Mr. Wei raised his eyes to look at Long Yunteng, saw him pursing his lips, looking indifferently at the whispering people, wondering what he was thinking.

He sighed in a low voice: "Guzhu Su is really a poor man."

Long Yunteng's eyes darkened: "How to say?"

"Does the lord still remember that the old maid once said that the young Phoenix Xi who entered the harem at the beginning of the year was fierce, but the Su Yuhen we saw did not show any courage and courage, but acted cunningly, three parts like a human, seven points Looks like a demon, how do you know it’s not caused by too much injustice?” Mr. Wei said softly, “No one who has everything going well will live like Guzhu Su.”

The line at the corner of Long Yunteng's lips became even more resolute. He raised his eyes, and glanced over Chang Fengjun and An Guangsha indifferently, and said lightly: "The grievances will always be cleared up, but those who make trouble should pay a little price."

Mr. Wei's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes to look, only to see murderous intent in his eyes.

The wind and snow became more and more severe, this was the first snow of this year, and it gradually became as big as a mat, and the corpses on the ground were covered with thin snow in a blink of an eye, and the mottled bloodstains had disappeared.

But people were whispering nervously, not feeling the snowflakes flying at all. A middle-aged man stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "I am not talented. I also participated in the lunar eclipse night killing demons ten years ago. That was the first time for me." Going out, I was almost frightened, but I also killed a few monsters. Over the years, every time I think of the passionate demon-slaying action, I still feel excited, but now, I actually say that the demon-slaying action was wrong?"

"How could it be wrong," a young man murmured, "When I started practicing martial arts, I heard from my master that the big devil, Su Yuhen, is punishable by everyone...is this wrong?"

"If he really didn't slaughter the Heluo Mountain Villa, then it's not just a single star." A stubble-faced man sneered, "Don't forget, we slaughtered him alive on the chopping platform son!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the crowd. Some of those who had witnessed the tragic execution in the past couldn't help showing a look of reluctance.

A female hero frowned: "The little devil was not yet an adult when he was executed. I vaguely remember that he was as old as Chang Shaozhu..."

Chang Fengjun gave her a cold look, and the heroine fell silent.

"Hehe, Pavilion Master Chang is so majestic that he is not even allowed to talk about it?" Le Wuyou sneered, "Why haven't you received retribution for cutting a child to death?"

Chang Zixuan said in a deep voice, "Shut up, stop talking nonsense!"

"It's you who should shut up." Zhong Yi was the one who saw him the most annoyed, and when he saw him speak disrespectfully to Le Wuyou, he immediately raised his handsome eyebrows and laughed sarcastically, "It's better to guard against others than Fangchuan, it's you Do you think you can stop the mouth of the world?"

Chang Zixuan said arrogantly: "You are not afraid of the shadow slanting when you are upright."

Zhong Yi said coolly: "It seems that Young Master Chang not only has a bad brain, but also has crooked eyes."

"Enough!" Chang Fengjun shouted coldly, interrupting the three people who were confronting each other, his eyes glanced darkly at the people who were whispering, and fell on Zhong Yi's face, gathered the gorgeous sleeves of his sleeves, and said indifferently, "Kill After I killed Villa Master Ding, did you come after me?"

Zhong Yi waved his folding fan, and said with a smile: "I can't talk about it, I'm just waiting for justice, if I'm not right about people, if I say it's for you... Heh, Master Chang, don't think too much of yourself. "Speaking, he glanced at the beautiful phoenix eyes, and smiled contemptuously. He has always been unhappy with Chang Zixuan, even Chang Fengjun, who has a father-son relationship with Chang Zixuan. His thin lips parted lightly, and said mockingly , "What are you? Are you worthy of my opponent?"

Chang Fengjun's face suddenly changed. He was aloof by nature and had a high status. No one had ever dared to talk to him like this. He immediately drew out his sword and shouted angrily, "Brave maniac! How dare you fight me?"

"Forget it," Zhong Yi laughed, "You can't even beat my Ayou, and you still want to beat me?"

Le Wuyou frowned: "The one whose surname is Zhong, I will write down this."

"Ah..." A blankness suddenly appeared on Zhong Yi's face.

Chang Fengjun was even more angry, without saying a word, the long sword held a sword flower, and stabbed towards him with momentum like a rainbow. He knew that Zhong Yi's martial arts were strong, and he didn't dare to be careless. Hong", the body is elegant, the sword light shakes like an afterimage, and the murderous aura rushes straight to Zhong Yi's face.

"Madman, die!"

However, Zhong Yi only smiled faintly, his body swayed, and the folding fan was closed quickly, and the snow-white fan bones were swift and nimble, hitting his sword quickly and hard.

Everyone couldn't help being startled, they saw the collision of internal energy between the two, and the burst of true energy lifted up the snow.

With the snow flying all over the sky, Zhong Yi blocked Chang Fengjun's fierce attack with only a folding fan.He pressed the folding fan with his left hand against the sword body, and with a movement of his right hand, a water-colored long sword came out of its sheath, like three feet of ice, piercing through the wind and snow, and slashed fiercely at Chang Fengjun's neck.

He really wanted to kill Pavilion Master Chang!

People screamed.

Suddenly a thin-edged knife came through the air, the target was not Zhong Yi, nor Chang Fengjun, but... cut straight to Le Wuyou.

What a move to encircle Wei and save Zhao!

But Zhong Yi was glad to fall for the trick, withdrew his sword immediately, and resolutely abandoned Chang Fengjun. With a twist of his waist, he shot towards him like a lightning bolt, straightening his sword and knocking down the thin-edged knife.

Le Wuyou's face darkened: "Idiot!"

"Hey," Zhong Yi was wronged by the scolding, and flattened his mouth, "I just want to enjoy the pleasure of saving you..."

Le Wuyou's cold face didn't froze, showing a hint of a smile, and cursed again in a soft voice: "Idiot."

Zhong Yi smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The thin-edged knife sank into the snow, and a slender hand picked up the blade. The shiny blade contrasted sharply with the black lambskin gloves.

Mr. Wei stood quietly behind the crowd, looked coldly at the woman who picked up the thin-edged knife, and said softly: "My lord, Missy, she will save Chang Fengjun..."

"Let her go." Long Yunteng said lightly.

"Yes."

It was Long Yunteng's eldest sister, the eldest lady of Haitian Liancheng, and the head mistress of Mingri Pavilion, Madam Long, who threw the thin-edged knife to save Chang Fengjun.

She stood in the wind and snow with a pair of butterfly knives in her hand. Snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the black sable fur. She said coldly, "If you want to kill him, do you need my consent?"

Zhong Yi arched his hands far away, and said with a smile: "Madam and his wife are deeply affectionate, which is touching."

"Tsk," Le Wuyou snorted coolly, "But how did I hear that Mrs. Long in Tomorrow Pavilion looked down upon Chang Pavilion Master, and she didn't even have a good face towards that idiot Chang Zixuan. It turned out that it was all rumors, and the Xian couple obviously have a lot of affection."

Chang Zixuan was poked against Ni Lin in public, his handsome face suddenly turned pale, and he said in a deep voice, "Other people's family affairs have nothing to do with you."

"Ayou, you are a friend of the general manager, you probably won't be able to learn how to speak well," Zhong Yi said leisurely, beating his palms with a folding fan, "It's just that you just finished scolding me for being an idiot. I am a little unhappy to use the same word to scold him now."

"It's right that you're not happy," Le Wuyou said angrily, "Seeing that you're not happy makes me so much happier."

Madam Long's face was stern, and she said indifferently: "I am not deeply in love with this person, but we have been together for a long time, and it is more pleasing to the eye, and I can't let others kill him."

Such an understatement is tantamount to public humiliation, Chang Fengjun whispered angrily: "Who taught you to make your own decisions? I don't need your help!"

"Without me, you are already lying on the ground like Ding Gange's dead dog." Madam Long said indifferently.

Chang Fengjun paused, as if he had been humiliated, his face turned even paler.

Zhong Yi twirled leisurely at his fingertips with a folding fan in his hand, his eyes turned around between the two of them, with a half-smile: "Even if he hides behind Madam, Chang Pavilion Master still can't wash away his reputation of being cruel and innocent, as far as I know Well, it was you Chang Pavilion Master who proposed to kill Su Mengxing alive back then."

Chang Fengjun stared at him viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "It's really hard to lie in ambush for you in Tianxiameng all these years."

The smile on Zhong Yi's face faded.

"I think you are more likely to be in an ambush in the Tianxia League," Le Wuyou snatched the white, raised his chin, glanced at the onlookers, and said proudly, "Do you remember why the Tianxia League was founded?"

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, one person hesitated and said: "400 years ago, the world was in chaos. The first leader of the alliance was fledgling and a knight-errant in the world. Seeing the martial arts melee and the turmoil in the rivers and lakes, he joined forces with Fengmanlou, Mingri Pavilion, Buzuifang, Tianjizhai and Heluo. The five sects of the villa swore with their own blood, to get rid of the dross of martial arts intrigues, and to keep the essence of martial arts grievances and enmity, and change to a new Jianghu, where all the sects are united, the wind and rain do not stand, and the world is an alliance."

"That's right," Le Wuyou said, "There are officials in the world of officials, and there are rivers and lakes in which warriors have warriors. The Tianxia League should take it as its mission to uphold justice. But now let's look at what the boss is doing. Is it upholding justice? Are you deliberately doing harm to Wulin?"

"Ahem..." An Guangsha coughed twice, raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled wryly in a low voice, "This hat, which was deliberately designed to harm the martial arts, is too big. What happened ten years ago, Mr. It is some fault, it is also the fault of being misled and killing innocent people by mistake, in any case it is not deliberate, I advise you to be cautious."

Le Wuyou looked at him lazily: "Back then, there were millions of dead bodies in the Abandoned Wind Valley, and the wind was full of buildings bleeding and drifting oars. You told me it was just 'some fault'? In my opinion, there is no need to talk about him. Why don't we just talk about it, how do you plan to make up for the heinous crimes you committed back then?"

When people heard this, they couldn't help but calm down, and looked at An Guangsha with complicated eyes. Since he took over as the leader, he has been well-known, and his martial arts are superb, and he is very popular. People can't help but want to know how he will deal with it This thorny case of injustice caused by himself.

One person murmured: "How can this be made up for? Although the truth has been revealed, the innocent people who were slaughtered can't wake up. In this world, is there anything more precious than human life?"

"Kill for life," another person said, "This is the simplest rule of the world."

"How can it be so simple? Those killing orders were issued by the leader himself, but now he can pay for the unjustly killed?"

"Why not? The emperor should commit the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law!"

"Stop talking nonsense, have you ever thought about why the martial arts in the Central Plains are still in order now that there are continuous wars and disasters and the world is in turmoil? Isn't this the result of all martial arts people united as one, rewarding the good and punishing the evil? If there is no leader, who can What about coordinating the scattered martial arts sects?"

"This……"

People hesitated, some raised their eyes to look at Anji, some looked at Chang Fengjun, but Anji was still underage and still childish, while Chang Fengjun was even full of hostility, which was frightening. These two were the closest to the position of leader. None of these people are suitable candidates. If there is no An Guangsha, it is very difficult for this alliance that makes all the sects united in the same spirit not to fall apart. Then the whole world...

One person said suspiciously: "I have always been very puzzled. With the benevolence and generosity of the leader of the League, how could he easily issue the killing order back then?"

As soon as this remark came out, people couldn't help but startled, and then reacted, a young man suddenly shouted: "There are traitors acting as a hindrance and blinding the leader!"

"what?"

People suddenly turned their heads and looked at Chang Fengjun with complicated eyes. He is aloof and tyrannical. He has been in charge of Mingri Pavilion for many years, with mixed reputations, and his martial arts are mediocre, but he lives among the top five in the world by virtue of his identity as An Guangsha's righteous brother. First of all, in the world alliance, one person is under one person and ten thousand people are above, and they act recklessly, so they are even more unpopular.

As soon as the traitor was mentioned, everyone immediately thought of him.

Chang Zixuan suddenly changed his color, turned around abruptly, looked at the crowd, his handsome eyes were full of astonishment, his lips trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You...you actually..."

"Hmph," Chang Fengjun interrupted him coldly, and shouted arrogantly, "If you dare to fish in troubled waters at this moment, you might as well ask my sword first!"

Before the words were finished, Huajing Feijing was unsheathed, and with a flick of the dark blue cloak, his figure turned into a swimming dragon, rushing into the crowd against the wind and snow, only to see a flash of sword light, and there was a terrifying scream Voice.

In the blink of an eye, the boy who proposed the "treacherous theory" was cut in half by a sword, and the spurting blood was splashed on the snow, leaving a shocking remnant in an instant.

After a long while, people suddenly came back to their senses and burst out in astonishment.

"The disciples of the Cangqi Sect have nothing to say and slandered Zhongliang. I will clean up the door of the noble sect without thanks." Chang Fengjun said indifferently, holding the long sword in his hand with a slight shake, shaking off the blood stained on the sword, and slowly swaying the long sword. Slowly retracted into the sheath.