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Time seemed to freeze forever at that moment, and no one expected it to develop to such an extent. The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and there was a dead silence between the sky and the earth, only the flying snow fell slowly from the sky.

Chang Fengjun turned around with his sword in hand, and saw a section of the sword's edge break out from his son's chest, and thick blood rolled from the sword tip, falling into the white snow like a broken coral bead.

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of warm blood turning into snow.

In an instant, the eye sockets were almost cracked, and the fury of the sky spewed out, and a roar broke out: "The temptress! You know what you did!"

"I know." Madam Long said indifferently.

Chang Zixuan's gloomy and handsome face was blank for a moment, he looked down at the sword tip on his chest, then slowly raised his head, staring straight ahead blankly, his eyes were empty, as if he was looking at Madam Long, or just looking at the void in front of him.

The wound piercing the chest with a sword seemed to be painless.

He opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, a big mouthful of sweet smell came out first, and scarlet blood gushed out from the corners of his trembling pale lips, continuously, seemingly endlessly.

Madam Long passed him indifferently, her arms trembled, and the two butterfly knives as thin as cicada's wings flew out in a row, taking the opportunity to slash at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi's long sword was still stuck in Chang Zixuan's chest, seeing this, she resolutely abandoned the sword, leaned her waist back, and slid past her, white clothes fluttered, and appeared behind her in an instant, holding a fan in her left hand, Absolutely hit her back.

Madam Long reached out to catch the two knives, turned around suddenly, and crossed his folding fan to block him, but suddenly saw a white light explode in front of her eyes, as if snow blind in an instant, the Zhihuang Sword charged with majestic sword energy like a thunderbolt, attacking her face.

Le Wuyou and Zhong Yi teamed up seamlessly.

Mrs. Long was powerless to resist, she twisted her waist, and wanted to dodge, but she heard a high-pitched sword cry, like a voiceless voice of a young phoenix, thunder swayed on the childish phoenix sword, the sword light was dazzling, she had no choice but to face difficulties and force her , straightened out the double sabers, infused with true energy, and tried to meet Le Wuyou's Xuezhaoyunguangjue.

There was only a cracking sound, the thin-edged knives broke off, and the immature phoenix sword energy invaded like thousands of sharp blades. Madam Long let out a painful cry, and saw her hands under the strong pressure of the sword energy, like dead branches, Inch broken.

Le Wuyou crippled her hands with a sword.

The sky was gloomy, and a northerly wind blew up in the bleak Soseki Manor, blowing all the grasses on the ground, people's furs were blown up by the wind, their hair was messed up, and the snow was tormenting the wind. Mrs. Long was wearing a black fur with mink velvet and wide sleeves. Shocking blood splashed out.

However, she refused to admit defeat, and just about to jump up, she suddenly felt a burst of murderous intent coming from behind, she turned around suddenly, and saw the brilliant flying scene of Hua collar piercing through the wind and snow, and it had invaded her eyes in an instant.

Mr. Wei exclaimed: "My lord, Missy..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow rise from the ground beside him. Like a gust of wind, Long Yunteng flew away, holding a long knife in his hand, swaying across the sky.

Chang Fengjun evaded his sharp edge and withdrew his sword move, but suddenly raised his left hand, and a vicious wind hit Madam Long's chest.

Madam Long trembled all over, spewed a mouthful of thick blood, shook twice, but refused to fall down, raised her eyes, looked at Chang Fengjun expressionlessly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you dare to kill me?"

"You temptress, I want to kill you and then hurry up!" Chang Fengjun gritted his teeth, "Tiger poison doesn't eat its offspring, yet you use your offspring as a shield. You have never heard of such viciousness!"

"Haha..." Madam Long let out a mouthful of blood from a laugh, "I've wanted to kill that bastard for a long time!"

"Are you crazy?" Chang Fengjun said, "He is your biological child!"

Madam Long suddenly raised her voice: "He is not!"

Everyone quickly fixed their eyes on her face, and saw that her black hair was disheveled, and her thick sable fur was flying in the wind and snow. She raised her hand to wipe off the blood on the corner of her lips, and glanced at Chang Zixuan who was staring at the ground, her eyes were cold, As if looking at some dirty garbage, he said with hatred word by word: "He is not."

Chang Fengjun seemed to be seriously injured: "What?"

Madam Long didn't bother to explain, she turned her head, looked into his eyes coldly, and sneered: "Could it be that you planned this matter alone? It's ridiculous that I have been deceived by you for many years. If it wasn't for that bastard so similar to you, I wouldn't know you How dare you do something inferior to pigs and dogs!"

Chang Fengjun frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Long Ling, are you crazy? Zixuan is my child, what's wrong with being like me?"

"He is your child, but not mine!" Mrs. Long snapped, "Chang Fengjun, where did you replace my child?"

Her voice was sharp and powerful, and she slapped Chang Fengjun's face like a sharp slap, making Chang Fengjun dizzy: "Change?"

"It's ridiculous that I didn't know when you did it..." Madam Long gave a wry smile, "I actually raised your child born to another woman... I, Long Ling... was bullied by you to this point... ... makes me laugh..."

Chang Fengjun was shocked, turned his head to look at Chang Zixuan, stared at it for a while, then shifted his eyes to Mrs. Long in a trance, and murmured: "This is impossible, I have never been involved with any woman since Awan's death , except for a few dancers...but they can never have children!"

"Then who is this villain?" Madam Long snarled, pointed at Chang Zixuan sharply, and asked Chang Fengjun with a mocking and sad expression, "This son is about the same age as my child, and looks so similar to you , Chang Fengjun, you are his biological father, you don't know which bastard he is born of?"

Chang Fengjun didn't know what to think of, his face paled in an instant, the corners of his cold lips trembled uncontrollably, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Only Ah Wan..."

Madam Long felt as if struck by lightning: "What?"

"26 years ago, there was only Ah Wan..." Chang Fengjun murmured, "But she has been intercepted by you, with one dead body and two lives..."

"No." Madam Long said suddenly.

Chang Fengjun stared at her suddenly, and saw her in a trance, as if remembering something unbelievable, and said softly: "It was a stormy night, the assassin's assassination was discovered by Yan Wan, and Chai Jingchen drove her away overnight. Dragon King Bajun intercepted and killed him in the Flower God Temple, Le Qishu came out halfway, gave birth in Yanwan Temple, gave birth by caesarean section, Bajun reported back afterwards, Yanwan was dead, and the child..."

"Where's the child?" Chang Fengjun asked anxiously.

"The child was carried away by Le Qishu," Madam Long said, "but the child was born in a ruined temple and lost his mother when he landed. How could he survive?"

Chang Fengjun was horrified all of a sudden: "Le Qishu?"

Everyone suddenly realized that Le Qishu and Chang Fengjun had always had a rift. If she had taken that child away, she would have been raised in Fengmanlou. Then that night ten years ago, when Fengmanlou bled and drifted away, the child would have already died. If he's dead, how could it be Chang Zixuan?

The whispers in the crowd became louder. As we all know, Mingri Pavilion was the well-deserved main force in the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain ten years ago. If the child is really in Fengmanlou, doesn't it mean that Chang Fengjun indirectly killed his child?

All eyes were on the faces of Chang Fengjun and Mrs. Long. No one cared about Chang Zixuan who had been pierced through the chest by a sword. He just fell down in the snow in embarrassment, and the blood gurgling from under his body covered the whole snow All dyed red.

Le Wuyou bent down, lifted Chang Zixuan's head, put two fingers under his nose, and said in a low voice, "A Jue, there is still one breath left."

Zhong Yi has never been kind to Chang Zixuan, and thought it would be better to die, but Ah You still thought about his brotherhood with him, so he couldn't be too vicious, squatted down holding his nose, and took Passed his wrist, tapped his pulse with two fingers, paused for a moment, and wrote lightly: "Well, I'm not dead yet."

Le Wuyou glanced at him.

Zhong Yi immediately changed his words: "My sword can avoid the vital point. If I can have a master to heal it, and then add it with a panacea, there may be a chance of life, but there is nothing more sad than heart death. Ayou, you have to do it well. Prepare."

Le Wuyou nodded: "Yes."

Long Yunteng looked at the dying Chang Zixuan, turned his head to look at Mrs. Long, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you say that Zixuan is not your own son? When did you find out? Why did you hide it so far? Why do you suspect that Chang Fengjun manipulated it?" ?”

"How can it be that my biological child is not even half like me?" Mrs. Long said coldly, "That day when I was chatting with the wet nurse and talking about Zixuan's childhood, I saw her look suspicious, so I tortured her a bit and told the whole story. It turns out that when Zixuan was not yet full moon, the nurse didn't pay attention for just a moment, and the baby was dropped, may I ask, except Chang Fengjun, who can do it?"

"It's not me..." Chang Fengjun shook his head dumbly.

Madam Long sneered: "It's useless if you don't admit it, I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can enter and leave the heavily guarded inner courtyard of Tomorrow Pavilion like no one!"

Chang Fengjun didn't know what he thought of, his eyes widened suddenly, his body moved, and he flew to Chang Zixuan's side, stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his face, staring at the pale and handsome face under his hand for a long while. , Two lines of hot tears suddenly flowed down the cold cheeks.

Le Wuyou said coldly: "What kind of horse urine are you pissing?"

"It's her!" Chang Fengjun called out hoarsely, "It's her!"

Madam Long stepped forward quickly: "Who is it?"

"It's Awan." An old voice sounded from the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads quickly, and saw an old woman in gorgeous clothes, holding a red sandalwood faucet inlaid with gold and embellished with gold, walking slowly in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "Chang Zixuan's biological mother is Awan, look at his eyes." , looks exactly like Awan."

Le Wuyou exclaimed in surprise, "Grandma Hairpin?"

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd, no one expected to see Granny Zanhua, one of the three immortals outside Fangwai, here. It is rumored that this person has not shown her face in the world for a long time, and no one knows if she is dead or alive.

Zhong Yi stroked his chin, looked up and down at the old woman in front of him, and clicked his tongue: "Just now when I was fighting Chang Zixuan, a stone hit my sword. Mother-in-law, look..."

Granny Hairpin denied it categorically: "You are not good at martial arts, so what does it have to do with me?"

"..." Zhong Yi choked instantly.

Granny Hairpin came to Chang Zixuan's side, waved Chang Fengjun away, and raised her hand to hold the handle of Sanchishui's sword.

Le Wuyou screamed: "Grandma, be careful! Once this sword is pulled out, it will definitely cause serious injuries..."

"So he will live with a sword stuck in his chest for the rest of his life?" Granny Hairpin interrupted politely.

Le Wuyou was also choked.

"Get out of the way." Grandma Hairpin waved her sleeves, brushing away the people around her with her powerful internal force, and grasped the hilt of the sword very quickly. Flicking, fingering like electricity, instantly sealed Chang Zixuan's chest acupoint, with the palm resting on his heart, a strong and gentle internal force entered into his body.

A moment later, Chang Zixuan fell softly into her arms.

Chang Fengjun asked anxiously, "How is my son?"

"Dead." Granny Hairpin said calmly.

"What did you say?" Chang Fengjun was furious, and suddenly drew his sword.

Grandma Hairpin swung the dragon's head in her palm, and the fierce wind slammed into his sword. Chang Fengjun trembled from the shock, and thrust the long sword into the ground violently. , staring fiercely at this strange old woman: "Are you really the hairpin mother-in-law?"

"I'm your grandma!" Granny Hairpin choked.

Zhong Yi leaned into Le Wuyou's ear and whispered: "Looking at her age, there is no hope of learning to speak."

Before he finished speaking, the dragon's head came through the air, and quickly knocked on his forehead, which made Zhong Yi's eyes shine, and he was instantly stunned.

Le Wuyou said: "She heard it."

Zhong Yi covered her forehead and cried: "At such an age, she is not deaf..."

Mrs. Long ignored the farce, and looked at Granny Hairpin coldly: "How do you know that the birth mother of that evil is Yan Wan? Did you do it? What about my child?"

"Cut."

"What did you say?"

"I said he was cut," Granny Hairpin looked at her with a smile, with a lingering malice on the corners of her old lips, she said with a light smile, "Ten years ago, on the platform of Zhan Ning , your child was cut into 330 pieces of hob meat, but the child has a few bones, and he just carried it without saying a word..."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd fell into dead silence for an instant, and then there was a burst of exclamation. Only Su Yuhen's adopted son, Su Mengxing, was killed on the Zhanningtai ten years ago. Could it be that Su Mengxing was actually Chang Fengjun and Long Chen? Madam's own child?

But people clearly remembered that on that day, the person who was imprisoned on the Zhanning Platform was Chang Fengjun!

"Nonsense!" Chang Fengjun was furious, "Who are you? How dare you talk nonsense and deceive people?"

Granny Hairpin squinted at him, and smiled lightly: "Then it's just me talking nonsense."

"You temptress!" Chang Fengjun gritted his teeth, his anger almost trembling, he swung his sword violently, urging his whole life of martial arts, to kill the old woman in front of him.

Grandma Hairpin laughed wildly, and blocked his attack with a dragon head crutch in her hand, and the two fought in the snow.

No one cared about the battle between the two, and everyone was whispering about the cruel punishment ten years ago.

Mr. Wei stood behind Long Yunteng and said in a low voice: "My lord, there may be some truth in what this woman said."

Long Yunteng frowned: "How do you say?"

"Does your lord remember why Su Yuhen pestered you endlessly?" Mr. Wei said, "Forgive me for speaking bluntly, although my lord is a martial arts genius with extraordinary aptitude, but with Su Yuhen's martial arts, if he really wants to kill You, it must not be difficult."

Long Yunteng said in a deep voice, "He said that I am very similar to his adopted son."

"If his adopted son is really the eldest daughter's child, it makes sense for his nephew to follow his uncle."

The color of Long Yunteng's eyes changed suddenly. He obviously believed the words. He suddenly raised his head to look at the mournful Madam Long, his breathing became rapid, and he lowered his voice: "The adopted son was given to Su Yuhen by Le Qishu. Just in Chang'an..."

Mr. Wei gasped, and said anxiously: "This makes more sense, Le Qishu and Yan Wan are sisters, so naturally she hates the eldest lady for sending someone to kill Yan Wan, so she sneaked into the inner courtyard of the Pavilion of Tomorrow, and took advantage of it." The wet nurse didn't notice, she stole the dragon and turned the phoenix into a phoenix, and gave the real young master to Su Yuhen, if this is true, then Le Qishu is really cunning, she actually let the eldest lady raise the enemy's child."

Madam Long suddenly turned her head and stared at Mr. Wei fiercely. People who practice martial arts have excellent ears, but Mr. Wei does not understand martial arts and is not good at controlling his breath. The words he said have already reached Madam Long's ears.

Long Yunteng looked at her and said hoarsely, "Sister..."

"This is impossible!" Mrs. Long flew over suddenly, and reached out to grab Mr. Wei's face. Her hands were injured by Le Wuyou's sword energy, bloody and bloody, and she attacked her face fiercely, making Mr. Wei take a step back subconsciously. Exclaimed.

"Sister!" Long Yunteng blocked her attack and said angrily, "This matter has nothing to do with him, don't blame the innocent!"

Madam Long's palms were like claws, shocking her, she screamed: "Let me kill this bitch who is bewitching everyone with his lies!"

"What can you do if you kill him?" Le Wuyou held the sword, with a piece of dry grass in his mouth, and laughed lazily, "Can your child who was hacked into pieces come back to life? Madam Long Now, if you want to take revenge, you have to kill Chang Fengjun and An Guangsha, they are a perfect match if they order one to be imprisoned."

Madam Long was furious, and suddenly a mouthful of thick blood gushed out. Her mouth was full of blood, and she swept across the crowd with resentment. She trembled uncontrollably, and suddenly looked up to the sky, and let out a heart-piercing cry: "Heaven, why are you like this? cruel?"

"The cause of the past, the result of the future, reincarnation of karma, retribution is not good." Granny Hairpin said coldly, "If you hadn't intercepted and killed A Wan, how could there be stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix, Long Ling, you killed yourself child."

"No!!!" Madam Long roared wildly, her black hair was disheveled, like a ghost crawling out of hell, she swung her bloody fingers violently, and shouted, "Kill these lunatics for me! Keep!"

The Mingri Pavilion disciples who had been waiting on one side immediately rushed forward, took out their weapons and surrounded and killed them.

Dozens of disciples stabbed Granny Hairpin with their swords. Le Wuyou twisted her waist, and her body galloped past like an arrow from the string.

"Haha, my martial arts has improved a little bit," Grandma Zanhua laughed, and smiled at Madam Long in a blink of an eye, "It's a pity that you lost your son in middle age. Before you kill innocent people, I will help you take care of it first." Chang Fengjun, don't thank me!"

As he said that, the leading crutch whipped up the wind and snow, and slammed at Chang Fengjun.

Looking coldly at the dangerous battle situation in front of him, An Guangxia's face sank like water, and he stood on a high place with his hands behind his back. He pondered for a long time, and suddenly raised his voice: "This old woman has an unknown origin, ulterior motives, and she speaks nonsense to deceive the public. Listen to the order, surround and kill this woman on the spot, and whoever takes her head will join the alliance and reward ten thousand gold!"

The inner strength infused in the voice clearly spread to everyone's ears, and people couldn't help but tremble. For a long time, An Guangsha has been in charge of the Tianxia League, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, donating righteousness and donating money. Many people immediately showed their weapons and killed him.

However, there were also some knights who looked at all this with cold eyes. Hearing such orders, they couldn't help frowning. Someone said loudly: "How does the leader know that this old woman is talking nonsense? Don't blame a good person!"

However, the sound of killing in Soseki Village, which was covered with snow, was overwhelming, and some doubtful voices were drowned out by the noisy hacking and killing of Ming Rige and others.

Seeing that Le Wuyou and the others were outnumbered and in danger, Long Yunteng grabbed Mr. Wei, threw him to the attendants behind him, and shouted: "Sea and sky linking cities, line up!"