Who lost this loyal dog?

Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, endured the throbbing pain in his head, and asked in surprise, "Did you find it?"

So fast?He was all ready to let it go.

Disciple Changge replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes. Master invited Zhang Shaoxia to the hall to have a talk."

Zhang Ze closed the door lightly: "Let's go."

Speechless all the way.

When he arrived at the meeting hall, it was already full of people.

The upper seat is Xie Shengning, the head of the Changge Sect. There are three chairs on the left and right sides, and the elders of the other six sects are sitting. Behind the elders are the core disciples of their respective sects. face.

Bi Yan, Sha Youqing and Rong Fang, who were familiar with each other, cast their gazes for a moment, then looked away, and stood quietly behind the elders of each family, not daring to make mistakes.

A single frame was parked on the floor of the hall, covered with a white cloth, revealing the outline of a person, but not breathing—this was a dead person.

Did anyone else die from poisoning?

Or, did the Changge faction find a dead man to take the blame?

Various thoughts turned in Zhang Ze's mind, eyes lowered and eyebrows lowered, waiting for disciple Changge to go in and report.

Not long after, he heard Xie Shengning greet him: "Please, Shaoxia Zhang."

Facing everyone's eyes, Zhang Ze straightened his clothes slightly, walked into the hall step by step, stood firmly in the center, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Ze has seen all the heroes."

Xie Shengning briefly asked about Tianyi's situation, without further delay, he went straight to the point: "Zhang Shaoxia, do you recognize this person?"

A disciple of Changge who was waiting at the bottom of the steps stepped forward and uncovered the white cloth.

The person lying on the stretcher had pale skin, bruised lips, swollen body, and deformed facial features.

Zhang Ze only felt familiar, and had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.He looked at Xie Shengning, waiting for an answer.

Xie Shengning didn't hold back anymore, and said directly: "His name is Wang Ping, the closed disciple of the head of Wenzhou Iron Sword Sect..."

At the age of 21, the weapon was an iron sword, and the swordsmanship he used was Xuanjian 36 style... Tianyi's whispers sounded in his ears, Zhang Ze's eyes were dim, and he restrained the urge to turn around and look for it.

Tianyi is still asleep on the bed, even if he turns around, who can he see?

"Wang Ping fought against Zhang Shaoxia in the Martial Arts Association, and he never left after the defeat. People living with him said that Wang Ping went out early and returned late every day, and his whereabouts were extremely strange." Xie Shengning waved to the door, "Please come up. "

Not long after Deling's disciple Changge left, he brought back a young man dressed as a warrior.

As soon as the man reached the hall, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, unable to speak well: "Little, little Jia He has seen it, thank you, thank you, the head."

It was fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, Zhang Ze immediately heard that this voice was just something that Gu Qingfeng couldn't forget, and he actually lived in the same room as Wang Ping?

"Hehe, little brother, don't be so nervous." Xie Shengning helped him up from the ground himself, "Tell Zhang Shaoxia what you know again."

"Yes Yes Yes Yes."

Jia He sorted out his thoughts and began to speak stammeringly.

Wang Ping lived in the same room with him. He thought he had some abilities, and he was very arrogant in his words and actions. He even stated that the goal of this trip was to win the martial arts championship, but the world was not always satisfactory. He was kicked by Zhang Ze in the first round. Out of game.

The defeated Wang Ping refused to accept such a result. He deeply hated Zhang Ze for breaking his Qingyun road. , the whole person became very irritable and irritable.

Jia He originally thought that when the Martial Arts Association was over and everyone went back to their homes, the matter would be over. Unexpectedly, the night before yesterday, Wang Ping not only came back later than usual, but also swept away the depression of the previous few days and said To teach Zhang Ze a lesson, he went out early the next day and never came back.

Jia He only thought that the popularity was crazy, and he was just dreaming, but he didn't take it seriously, but he was called by Xie Shengning to inquire about the situation not long after, and only then did he learn that Wang Ping was dead.

Ask someone to take Jia He down, and several other women dressed as maids are brought up, Zhang Ze looks familiar to them all.

"This is the maid in charge of cleaning Zhang Shaoxia's yard." Xie Shengning explained, then pointed at Wang Ping's body and asked, "Have you ever seen this person?"

The maids gasped and huddled together, obviously taken aback.Among them, one who was more courageous took a closer look at Wang Ping's face, and said with a blessing, "Returning to the words of Master Sect Master, the maidservant has seen it. This chivalrous man has been here for several days."

She paused, then raised her eyes to look at Zhang Ze: "Staying outside this young man's residence, the servant girl thought it was strange, so I asked specifically. He said he was waiting for a friend, and took out the identity plate of the Martial Arts Association to himself ID card. This face, the maid will not admit it wrong."

The other maids behind her nodded.

"Understood, you go down first."

Swinging away the maid, Xie Shengning finally asked someone to present a tray with a white jade porcelain vase in it: "This was found from Wang Ping. Brother Li checked it, and it contained official drunken flower Yin. Zhang Shaoxia, please take a look."

He picked up the porcelain bottle and twirled it gently in the sun.

It was only then that Zhang Ze discovered that the porcelain bottle was not pure white. After being illuminated by sunlight, the body of the bottle reflected the scene of thousands of ghosts crying, under the word "You Ming", which was exactly the same as the pattern on the back of the You Ming card.

He froze for a moment, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch the bottle.

"The shade of drunken flowers will disappear when the light comes on, Zhang Shaoxia be careful." Xie Shengning reminded, handed the white porcelain bottle into Zhang Ze's hand, turned and sat back on the seat, "Let's talk about the rest, Yu Zhuo."

Changge's disciples standing behind Xie Shengning came out more and more, saluted and said: "Yes, Master."

Zhang Ze glanced lightly, it was the disciple who had led the way for him earlier.

I only heard Zuo Yuzhuo say: "The disciple received the master's order to investigate the poisoning of Tian Shaoxia. After asking the maid, he learned Wang Ping's name, so he took someone to arrest him. However, Wang Ping was not in the room, and the disciple asked him one after another. I saw a few people who walked close to him, but they didn’t know where he was. When the disciples searched the whole island, the disciples from Dufang came to report that a corpse was found on the lake. It was Wang Ping. The disciples looked at the corpse’s mouth, nose There was light red foam in the area, mud in the nasal cavity, and cold hairs on the inside of the hands and feet, so it was inferred that Wang Ping had drowned for no more than an hour."

By now, the ins and outs of the whole matter are very clear.

Zhang Ze turned the porcelain bottle in his hand.

Wang Ping was unwilling to lose in the competition, so he hit it off with the Netherman who was on the island, and found an opportunity to poison him, so that he could get rid of him to vent his personal anger, and get back the Nether card from him.

These people probably didn't expect Tianyi to be extremely vigilant, and instantly sensed something was wrong, saving his life, and they didn't expect that Tianyi's internal energy was high enough to temporarily suppress even Zuihuayin, let alone that Gu Qingfeng has an antidote for drunken flower shade.

So all the hard work was in vain.

The people in the nether world were afraid that their whereabouts would be exposed, so they simply acted preemptively and killed people to silence them.

Or maybe Wang Ping was so stupid that he lost his footing and fell into the water, drowning in the lake.

"Youming..." Zhang Ze murmured slowly.

It's ghost again.

Xie Shengning frowned, with a dignified look on his face: "This time the Tianyi Shaoxia suffered such a catastrophe, my Changge faction is responsible for lax supervision. It's just that there are many people in the Martial Arts Association, and they want to catch the hidden ghosts on the island. It may take some time for the people in the nether world. But don't worry Zhang Shaoxia, I, Changge, will definitely investigate to the end and give Zhang Shaoxia an explanation."

The words were sonorous and forceful, and Zhang Ze felt inexplicably wanting to laugh when he heard them.

He raised his eyes to look at all the heroes present here with blank eyebrows, and suddenly thought, what would it be like today if there was no such thing as the skin of the Sword Immortal Heir?

"Master Xie, I have a merciless request, and I hope Master Xie will agree."

"Please speak, Shaoxia Zhang."

"I am the descendant of the Sword Immortal, and I have devoted myself to cultivating my mind. I didn't want to get involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes. This time I came out of the mountain to travel around to prove the way of swordsmanship. However, Youming has deceived people too much and framed me many times. If I swallow my breath and do nothing, I am not worthy of holding Hongying anymore. sword!"

Zhang Ze's impassioned speech was filled with righteous indignation, so he had to stop for a while, calm down, and said slowly: "I have also heard the rumors of the sword fairy killing demons and demons, and helping justice. .For the trip to Lingzhou, I would also like to ask Master Xie to allow me to go with the disciples of your sect."

"I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it!" Xie Shengning showed joy, "Zhang Shaoxia is young and accomplished, with superb martial arts. Yu Zhuo and the others still need to practice. With Zhang Shaoxia watching, I can feel relieved."

"Thank you for your great reputation."

After several rounds of politeness, Xie Shengning saw that Zhang Ze's face was getting paler, suppressed a low cough from time to time, and blamed himself: "Look at me, I forgot that the young man is unwell and urgently needs rest. Yu Zhuo, you will send Zhang Shaoxia home on your behalf."

Zuo Yuzhuo responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Zhang Ze thanked him, and left behind him, leaving the commotion in the hall behind step by step.

The room was silent, only a faint breathing could be heard.

After seeing off Zuo Yuzhuo who was leading the way, Zhang Ze walked into the room in the dark and sat quietly by the bed.

Tianyi is still in a deep sleep, not knowing when he will wake up.

Why is this...

The night was gloomy, covering up the resentment and desolation that slowly surfaced and even gradually distorted on Zhang Ze's face.

"Why is this, Tianyi," Zhang Ze whispered softly and repeated, "It's just a victory or defeat, why is this!"

He suddenly tightened his palms, clenched his back molars, and let out a vague, weeping, strange sound from the corners of his tightly closed lips.

To what extent must the viciousness of the human heart be so dark that he would want to take away the person he cherishes the most in this world after being defeated by inferior skills?

"A good death, a good death!"

It is still forgivable for heaven to do evil, but it is impossible to live for self-inflicted evil.

He only hated that Wang Ping died so easily, that he couldn't eat his flesh, drink his blood, convulse his tendons, bruise his bones and throw up ashes!

"Tianyi, Wang Ping is dead, but Nether is still there. I plan to go to Lingzhou with Bi Yan and the others, maybe I can find the antidote for Zuihuayin. I...you...thank the head and the others for taking such a fancy to the successor of the Sword Immortal This golden signboard will definitely take good care of you. When I'm not around, take good care of you..."

Before Zhang Ze could finish his chatter, he grasped the hem of his clothes with one hand.

In the darkness, Tianyi's weak and hoarse voice came: "I... will go with Master...."