Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

The worst scenario is that Jun Yanzhi arrests He Ling first, and then pretends to heal Duan Xuan, killing him by the way.Wen Jing went wandering around a few days ago, otherwise Jun Yanzhi might have arrested him too.

Hurry up and take a look, don't cause a catastrophe!

Wen Jing jumped into the air.

Liu Qianmo was stunned for a moment, and shouted behind him: "Why are you going now? Your Senior Brother Jun is still busy!"

Wen Jing couldn't wait for him to finish speaking, and ran away in a hurry.

Liu Qianmo chased after him resentfully, and said in a low voice, "It's just that we haven't seen each other for more than a month, so don't be in such a hurry!"

Wen Jing wiped his forehead, and was so anxious that a layer of hot sweat broke out all over his body.

He just took a shower, and he didn't have time to tidy up his wet hair. He only wore a thin set of white underwear, which stuck to his body wetly.Wen Jing usually practiced sword a lot, and her figure was not bad. Her obscene clothes were a bit translucent, and her tight and well-proportioned muscles were obvious.

Wen Jing stood anxiously outside Duan Xuan's door and listened, but there was no sound at all.He couldn't wait any longer, kicked the door and said excitedly: "Brother, wait a minute! Listen to me!"

In the room, four eyes shot at him immediately.

Jun Yanzhi was as usual, dressed in plain blue clothes and a blue belt, sitting on a wooden chair beside the bed, expressionless.Even though Wen Jing rushed in, he didn't show any emotion, as if nothing had happened, he looked at him calmly.Immediately afterwards, those two eyes looked him up and down as if nothing had happened, and frowned and moved aside.

Wen Jing's heart was full of ups and downs, but he didn't dare to look at him. He forcibly looked at Duan Xuan who was half sitting on the bed, and opened his mouth slightly.

Duan Xuan is not only fine, but also awake!Jun Yanzhi didn't attack him...

Duan Xuan's face was pale, as if he was seriously ill, but his expression was cold and gloomy, looking at him like a sharp sword.

"Break in without knocking, what's the matter?"

"I……"

Liu Qianmo walked in with his head down, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't be angry. Junior brother has just returned from wandering abroad for more than a month. Maybe it's been a long time since I saw you...Master and Junior Brother Jun. I'm thinking too hard, so I'm in a hurry."

Wen Jing didn't dare to imagine what Jun Yanzhi was thinking, and lowered his head: "..."

Duan Xuan's tone softened a little: "Yanzhi, I'm fine. You've worked hard for two days, go back and rest first."

"The disciple retire."

Jun Yanzhi didn't say anything, let alone looked at Wen Jing, and walked out of the room with a gust of breeze.

Wen Jing stood there in fear, smelling the familiar, faint fragrance of grass and trees, wanted to catch up but dared not, and lamented bitterly in his heart.Jun Yanzhi was almost killed two months ago, and he wanted to go out to find the "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" to please him, but he accidentally made his family's inheritance incomplete, what face does he have to see him now? ?

"Where did you travel?" Duan Xuan asked slowly.

Wen Jing lowered his head and said, "Go to the Southern Red Maple Sect." Seeing Duan Xuan nodded, he didn't say anything more, and asked cautiously: "Master, I heard something on the way. I feel weird in my heart, so I want to ask Master."

"what's up?"

"Master, have you ever heard of the Hengyang Palace extermination case more than ten years ago?"

Duan Xuan frowned and looked at him: "What's wrong with one or two of you? Why do you ask me about Hengyang Palace?"

Wen Jing was stunned: "...Who asked?" Just as he finished speaking, he turned his head around again and said softly, "Senior brother Jun also asked just now?"

Duan Xuan lowered his head and lost his mind for a while, as if recalling the past that he didn't want to recall, he said after a long time: "I don't know about the Hengyang Palace."

"During the Hengyang Palace incident, what did Master hear?" Wen Jing asked unwillingly.

Duan Xuan's voice became severe: "I said before, I don't know anything about Hengyang Palace. I didn't hear anything at that time."

Wen Jing felt strange.Such a big event in Hengyang Palace caused ups and downs in the entire Zhufeng Kingdom, even if Duan Xuan was ignorant, he must have heard some news, how could he not know anything?

"Master was in seclusion at that time?" Wen Jing bit the bullet, breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Duan Xuan looked at him coldly: "What are you asking me for?"

Wen Jing lowered his head and said in a low voice: "When I was going on a long journey, I heard people say that the Hengyang Palace case was a bit strange, so I was a little... Curious. I thought that Master must have heard something back then, so I wanted to ask ask."

"What did you hear?" Liu Qianmo asked behind him.

"I heard that the Hengyang Palace case was not done by Yun Shaoyi back then, but was framed by someone."

Duan Xuan frowned: "...What does that have to do with you?"

Wen Jing was dumb, and said after a while: "...Curiosity."

Duan Xuan said coldly: "If you have these thoughts to meddle in other things, why don't you practice your sword?" He looked out of the window as if he didn't want to say any more, and said lightly: "Go out, don't bother me with this matter anymore."

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Duan Xuan didn't look like a liar, but he was definitely hiding something, and his expression was very weird.After thinking about it, Wen Jing couldn't guess what happened back then, and wished to discuss it with Jun Yanzhi.

Since he asked Duan Xuan about the Hengyang Palace, he might also want to investigate it...

Do you want to go to Jun Yanzhi?What should we say when we meet?

Now that he is angry, he definitely doesn't want to talk to himself...

Wen Jing thought in distress for a long time, Xin Dao even if he took the initiative to greet the wound, it would not be considered an offense to him, if he was cut with a sword, he would at least let him vent his anger like a man, it would be better than being a turtle with a shrunken head .He picked up the big tortoise that was eating fruit on the ground, and flew out with a "huh".

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.

There were clanging and fighting sounds in the distance, stones cracking, birds chirping, and muffled groans and calls from time to time.Liu Qianmo was so angry that his voice broke: "You two stop! Don't fight! He Ling, Jun Yanzhi, did you hear that?!"

Wen Jing was so frightened that his three souls lost two and a half souls, why did the second senior brother come back?

He is fighting with Jun Yanzhi now, isn't he trying to expose his secrets?Still think things are not messy enough!

"He Ling, Yanzhi can't beat you! You're going to kill him!" Liu Qianmo's voice trembled, his face turned pale with anger, and he almost cursed.

He Ling's hair was disheveled, stubble was growing on his face, and his white clothes were a little messy. With a livid face, he attacked Jun Yanzhi violently, as if he had gone mad with anger: "This kid's cultivation base is at least above Jindan Don't trust him! He locked me up for several days!"

Jun Yanzhi didn't say a word, but tried his best to resist, stumbled and got hit by several wind blades, covered in blood.

"He Ling! Stop!" Liu Qianmo's voice was hoarse, and he drew out his long sword, "Are you going to kill each other to death!"

"Second Senior Brother!"

"stop fighting!"

Mo Shaoyan and Kuching Pingping, who were hiding in the distance, also shouted anxiously.

He Ling's moves did not slow down at all, and he said sharply: "Jun Yanzhi, use your true skills!" Before he finished speaking, a huge whirlwind appeared in his palm, as if he had used his whole body's cultivation. The branches of the trees and the rocks on the ground were all stirred up in the strong wind, and the sky became dark in an instant, and the sand and stones flew away.

"Not good." Liu Qianmo's face turned pale, and he let out a low cry, "It's really going to kill someone."

Everyone couldn't see clearly for a while, they just felt the strong wind rushing towards them, making it difficult for people to stand still.Their faces were swept by the tail of the wind, and they suddenly hurt like a knife, and they quickly covered their faces.

Immediately afterwards, there were two dull groans of pain in the strong wind, and the rain of blood fell all over the sky, and the blood splattered all over for a while, and the surrounding area almost turned red.

Mo Shaoyan shouted in panic, "Senior Brother Jun!"

Liu Qianmo pursed her lips and rushed forward: "He Ling, I tell you to stop!"

The strong wind finally slowed down, and the rocks and branches fell to the ground, and more than half of the neatly trimmed trees around were incomplete, and they were almost destroyed.

Jun Yanzhi stood on the spot with a livid face. He was cut several times on his body, bleeding slowly, but it didn't seem to hurt the vitals.He hugged Wenjing, who was covered in blood, bowed his head and softly called: "Junior brother?"

Wen Jing's head was hanging down, his body was covered with bone-piercing scars, his chest was slashed four times by the wind blade, but he lost consciousness at all.

Liu Qianmo bit her lip, her voice trembling: "How is it? Is there anything wrong?"

He Ling's face was cold and he clenched his fists.

Jun Yanzhi glanced at He Ling expressionlessly, hugged Wen Jing horizontally, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I'll take him to heal his wounds."He didn't go back to his room, he jumped off the cliff and flew away into the distance instead.

Liu Qianmo's face darkened, and he said sharply to He Ling, "What's going on? If something happens to the idiot, will you pay for your life?"

He Ling looked at him coldly: "How do I know he's going to run in?"

"Okay, okay..." Liu Qianmo's lips trembled with anger, "If he hadn't rushed in, it would be Junior Brother Jun who had the accident! Are you trying to kill him? Are you crazy?"

He Ling sneered: "Jun Yanzhi can't die." He thought for a while but stopped talking, and a strong anger appeared on his face again, and flew away without saying a word.

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This is the peak of Huishi Peak, and it seems to be different from usual.The setting sun in the sky is blood red, but it is not beautiful at all, instead it is ferocious as if it wants to devour people.

The sky was blood red, and the surrounding area was covered with blood. Fear seized people's hearts and spread like branches and leaves.The remains of limbs on the ground were bloody and bloody, and they seemed to have been arranged in strange poses.

This scene is a bit familiar...

Where did you see it, where exactly did you see it?

"Tick tock" "tick tock", it was so silent as if time had stopped, and it seemed that the sound of blood falling from the leaves could be heard.

The appearance of the human head is a little blurry, so you have to look carefully...

It was Mo Shaoyan who was staring and staring at death... the half-broken one was Li Shu... Gui Xinbi's eyes were like dead fish...

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Wen Jing woke up screaming in fear, breaking out in a cold sweat.He suddenly returned to reality, his light body just now immediately became heavier than a lead block, and the pain that was too real surged into his consciousness, making him wish he could pass out again and face the dead head, his limbs and bones seemed to be rubbed by someone It's broken.

He almost cursed and clenched his fists: "Mom—"

Before the word "egg" could be uttered, his lips were already bitten.

"Junior brother, you're awake." A gentle voice rang in my ears.

Wen Jing was stunned.He gritted his teeth and looked at the person lying beside him, gradually feeling a little embarrassed and at a loss, and said softly, "Senior Brother Jun..."

Jun Yanzhi put his hand on his waist and stroked it slowly: "He Ling's Si Mingfeng is not easy to heal, it needs to be cultivated for a few days before it can be cured."

"……Yes."

This is Wen Jing's own room, Big Gui lay on the ground and gnawed some fruit without thinking about it, neither looked up at him, nor noticed that he woke up.

Wen Jing didn't dare to say more, and said softly, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Two days." Jun Yanzhi said lightly, "Go on to sleep."

Wen Jing swallowed, and couldn't help trembling.The dream just now was the day when the brothers died?The heads are all familiar people. Seeing their broken limbs and remains, it's like a nightmare becoming reality. It's really terrifying, okay?

It's just that the scene is really familiar...

Wen Jing frowned tightly, filtering various scenes over and over in his mind.Where did you see it?Hengtianmen?Hongfeng taught?Ancient mirror school?Qingxu Sword Sect?Eight Wind Cliffs...

I remembered……

Isn't that the scene of the disciples of Shuiyue Palace seen after walking out of the long tunnel at the bottom of the mountain in Bafengya?

"Don't want to sleep?" Jun Yanzhi's voice was right next to his ears.

"Can't sleep." Wen Jing replied vaguely.

Could this dream mean that the person who committed the case of entering the Shuiyue Palace was the one who finally killed the brothers?

The Bafengya case is really not like Jun Yanzhi's style of committing crimes, and it happened before Jun Yanzhi obtained the "Hundred Herbs and Thousand Souls Art", so it is very likely that he was framed!

Is this a reminder from the heavens, or did the detective in his subconscious finally wake up, and his brain finally start to light up, and only then did he show him the answer in his sleep?

"Junior brother... are you still angry with me?" Jun Yanzhi gently leaned on Wen Jing's head.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment: "Brother, I..."

"Why did you save me just now?"

"..."

Because from now on, I want to protect you well.

Wen Jing glanced at him, bowed her head with a sore heart.It was okay to think about it in his heart, but when he said it in person, he was so numb that he couldn't bear to look directly at it. He opened his mouth and closed it again, and looked away in embarrassment.

"I don't know, I just rushed in."