After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili thought he had misheard.

Xu Ming asked him to return Zong Xiangling's life?

He couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

Xu Ming held the black iron sword, even if the aura was overflowing, it couldn't cover the pungent smell of blood on his body. The veins on his forehead and back of his hands were bulging, as if he would collapse at any time: "Why are you pretending to be stupid! Xiangling died in the Pingjiang rain , now that Sheng Jian is not in Xianmeng, who else would use Ping Jiangyu except you!"

Ye Zhi was shocked suddenly.

Zong Xiangling is dead? !Or die in Pingjiang rain? !

Before he could think about it, Xu Ming slashed at him with his sword up, forcing him to resist with all his energy.

The crisp sound of the Liuxian colliding with the Xuantie sword echoed in the courtyard. In an instant, the trees in the corner fell on the stone table and died in two. The pillars of the entire corridor were cut off. Wherever the sword light went, even the west chamber The doors and windows were completely rotten, and the smoke and dust were higher than people.

Another burst of flaming sword energy struck, Ye Zhili quickly dodged it, splashing gravel and wiped a long and narrow bloodstain on his face.

He was in a bad mood, his own cultivation base was not as good as Xu Ming's, and the other party was in a manic state, rushing out without leaving any spiritual power, it was impossible for him to resist.

If you don't run out of the yard, you will be disabled if you don't die.

He kicked hard on the wall, turned over and jumped out of the courtyard.

Xu Ming's big wedding is naturally going to be lively and lively. Apart from relatives and friends, everyone who is famous in Xianmeng has been sent an invitation card. As a result, the bride died before the wedding started, and Xu Ming seemed to know who the murderer was. Who, the onlookers naturally followed, and they were all gathered outside at the moment, discussing heatedly with each other.

Ye Zhili recognized several of them at a glance, all of them were "old friends" of Liuluomen.

Seeing him coming out, everyone came up to catch him: "Don't let anyone escape!"

At this moment, the wall behind him was split open by Xu Ming's sword. There was a wolf in front of Ye Zhili and a tiger in the back. One of them couldn't dodge, and was swept aside by the air wave, almost falling down.

He regained his footing with the support of Liuxian, and tried to reason while dismantling his moves: "I didn't kill Zong Xiangling, and it's not that Ping Jiangyu doesn't allow others to follow suit..."

However, his beloved had just died, so how could Xu Ming listen to him? He explained: "Xiang Ling is kind and never makes enemies. Besides you, who else in Xianmeng has hatred against her!"

Just as Ye Zhili was about to respond, his words rang in his ears when the Dream Demon disappeared.

"His Majesty has sent you a gift."

"Immortal Ye will see you soon."

Could this be the sincerity and gift of the Demon Lord...

Zong Xiangling died because of him...

It was just a moment of distraction, and the Xuantie sword was in front of him.

It was too late to dodge, Ye Zhili had no choice but to break his arm to survive, raising his wrist to block.

At the very moment, a pure and fierce spiritual power lifted Xu Ming, including the man and the sword, and slammed it on the gravel on the ground.

Lu Juchen came across the air, saw that he was being bullied, and was so angry that he took a sword and wanted to stab Xu Ming: "I haven't come for a while, and someone bullied Xiao Yezi."

Ye Zhili hurriedly stopped him, Zong Xiangling's matter hadn't been clarified yet, so don't make any serious enemies: "Don't be impulsive, it's a misunderstanding."

Lu Juchen said relentlessly: "What misunderstanding! You are all injured!"

Ye Zhili took a look at himself, and there was a bit of dust on his body, but there was a negligible dull pain on his cheek.

Xu Ming got up quickly, and was about to rush forward again with a group of colleagues. Lu Juchen was even more angry, and he was about to fight again on a pile of ruins.

At a critical juncture, a clear female voice descended from the sky.

"stop!"

Wen Mo's green outfit fell like a thunderbolt on the open space between the two sides, and solid vines flew up from her feet, ready to grab someone's weapon at any time.

All the courtyards on her own site were demolished, her face was naturally worried, her eyebrows were lowered, and she said in a deep voice: "What are you guys doing in my fairy alliance?"

Xu Ming Xuan Tiejian still refused to drop, he gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Zi killed my wife, this feud cannot be shared!"

Behind Xu Ming, relatives and friends who came together also spoke out one after another.

"Leaf kills our junior sister!"

"Murder for life!"

Ye Zhili was naturally unwilling to allow anyone to slander him at will, but he could still maintain his rationality. He held down Lu Huangchen who was about to strike, and shook his head lightly to signal the other party not to act rashly.

He cupped his hands and said: "Ms. Zong was killed, and Ye is also sorry, but Ms. Zong was really not killed by Ye, and I hope that the Sect Master will not be impulsive, so that the relatives and enemies will be happy."

Xu Ming said angrily: "Xiangling died in Pingjiangyu, the murderer was either you or Shengjian!" Ye Zhili repeated the explanation he just said: "Everyone can learn from Pingjiangyu. If he moved his hand, he would come out and admit it, this is clearly someone who wants to set the blame on him!"

Xu Ming: "You are his concubine, so you naturally speak to him. It's either you or Sheng Jian. Besides you two, who else has enmity with Xiang Ling?!"

Now that Ye Zhili was still not angry, Lu Juchen became anxious first, and looked at Xu Ming with a particularly cold look: "Keep your mouth clean, or I will cut off your tongue and bury it with Zong."

"The murderer is still so arrogant! Is there any justice in this world!"

In addition to Xu Ming and Zong Xiangling's relatives and friends questioning, the crowd also whispered their guesses.

"Who killed Miss Zong? Was it someone from our Xianmeng who did it?"

"Hasn't Ye Zi withdrawn from the Immortal Alliance?"

"I heard that Sword Master leveled the Six Luomen some time ago, so it's possible that this time..."

"Impossible, I haven't heard that Zong Xiangling has done something wrong that angers the heavens and the people complains. Is this worth seeing blood from the night?"

The voices were messed up and mixed together, making people's heads ache.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, and hear a certain word!" Wen Mo brought a little spiritual power into his words, and as soon as the coercive order from the deputy leader of the Immortal League came out, the scene instantly became silent.

She turned to face Xu Ming, raised her eyebrows politely: "My condolences to the suzerain."

Xu Ming refused to accept her, and his voice was still ruthless: "I only want the leaves to pay for my life."

"Since we are in trouble in the Xianmeng, Xianmeng should give an explanation." Wen Mo changed the subject and continued, "It's just that this matter is strange, we must investigate carefully and find out the real murderer before we can comfort Miss Zong the spirit in heaven."

What Wen Mo said didn't excuse the murderer, but just advised Xu Ming not to make mistakes because of impulsiveness, but Xu Ming was so angry because of Zong Xiangling's death that he had no sense at all, and he thought she was partial to Ye Zi.

The black iron sword in his hand turned around, pointed straight at Wen Mo, and said indifferently: "Is this how your fairy alliance protects and shields the murderer! Okay... this is the fairy alliance..."

Wen Mo hadn't received this kind of treatment since she became the deputy leader of the alliance. She thought of Xu Ming's wife who had just died and almost passed through the family. She endured it, but Xu Ming insulted the Xianmeng again, which was really unpleasant.

She frowned and said, "Sect Master Xu, please show some respect."

"Respect?" Xu Ming's voice was trembling because of his emotions, "I heard that the deputy leader really does not hurt his back while standing and talking, if the one who dies is..."

At the moment when the name was about to be blurted out, a monk suddenly landed beside Xu Ming and stopped the words with a rough voice.

"Xu Ming."

Ye Zhixin moved his head.

I didn't expect to see Zong Shaoyuan again on such an occasion.

As a former friend of Sheng Jian, Zong Shaoyuan is not much different in age from Sheng Jian, and has a more outgoing personality. He likes to joke around with others, and pays special attention to dressing up. Always combed neatly, no matter how suave and suave, no one will say that he doesn't look like a father who already has such a big daughter.

However, the hem of Zong Shao Yuanxi's robe is now covered with mottled blood, and although his long hair is still on top of his head, it is half white, his eyes are red, and his expression is solemn.

The cultivation spell seemed to have lost its effect on him, and wrinkles had formed on his tired face.

After all, it is the loss of a beloved daughter...

Xu Ming has always been respectful to Zong Shaoyuan, so he swallowed his words with great restraint.

Zong Shaoyuan apologized to Wen Mo with a hoarse voice: "Xu Ming is young, and I hope that the deputy leader will not be as knowledgeable as him."

Wen Mo said indifferently: "The head of the sect also asks for condolences."

Ye Zhili noticed that Wen Mo's shoulders suddenly loosened, and his eyes moved down. Everything was half unsheathed. If Zong Shaoyuan had come later, Xu Ming would have said Xia Xingchui's name, and he would probably have died on the spot. .

This is a life saved.

Immediately afterwards, he felt Zong Shaoyuan looking at him.

The pair of eye sockets were slightly cloudy, and when they landed on him, they seemed to see him thoroughly, he calmed down, lowered his eyes and responded: "Sect Master's condolences."

Zong Shaoyuan asked straight to the point: "Did you kill Xiangling?"

"No." Ye Zhili categorically denied it, and did not forget to bring Sheng Jian with him when he was about to leave. "It's not because of Jian Zun. The sect master and Jian Zun have been friends for many years, so they should know Jian Zun's nature."

Zong Shaoyuan nodded: "I know his disposition, and I also know your disposition."

Ye Zhili suddenly looked up.

Zong Shaoyuan knows who he is!But Zong Shaoyuan missed his sight and bowed to Wen Mo: "Nowadays the battle between immortals and demons is in chaos, and the situation is complicated. Zong knows that there is something hidden about my daughter's death, and is willing to work with the Immortal League to find out the real culprit and give my daughter justice. , but also for the peace of the world."

Wen Mo replied: "The master of the sect understands righteousness deeply."

After reaching a consensus with Zong Shaoyuan, Wen Mo looked at Ye Zhili again.

Ye Zhili took the initiative and said, "I am also willing to cooperate with all my strength."

"Thank you. Fellow Daoist Ye can't live here anymore. I'll ask someone to take you to Xiaohanju." Wen Mo made a gesture, and his subordinates immediately stood up, "Si, call a few brothers to protect Fellow Daoist Ye. Now The situation is unknown, there can be no mistakes."

"My subordinate understands!"

Ye Zhili understood that the so-called protection also meant surveillance. Zong Xiangling died in Ping Jiangyu, and Sheng Jian was not in Xianmeng. He is the biggest suspect. No matter how you say it, you have to give Zong Shaoyuan some face.

He had no objection to Wen Mo's arrangement, he only tried to say to Zong Shaoyuan before leaving, "I want to see Miss Zong."

Xu Ming refused without even thinking about it: "Who wants you to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful?"

Zong Shaoyuan waved his hand instead: "Fellow Daoist Ye, come if you want to. What's more, Fellow Daoist Ye knows Ping Jiangyu, so maybe he can see something."

With Zong Shaoyuan's permission, Ye Zhili followed him all the way to Xitang.

It is inappropriate to call it Xitang again, all the red silk and red candles in the room were removed, and the phoenix crown on Zong Xiangling's head was taken off and put aside, only the wedding dress was left on her body.

She was preparing for a big wedding, her face was dotted with powder, which just covered up the paleness brought about by death, and the pain between her brows was not soothed by anyone, so she just lay there quietly, as if she was asleep.

From Ye Zhili's point of view, Zong Xiangling did many things wrong in his previous life, but they were all derived from liking or possessiveness, and at best they had something to do with "jealousy".

At most, he just didn't like Zong Xiangling, and when he saw her body, he felt a little sad in his heart.

He closed his eyes, and moved his gaze to the tattered part of the wedding dress. It was indeed the wound caused by Ping Jiangyu.

It's just that no matter how he looked at it, he could only feel pure spiritual power, without any demonic energy mixed in.

Who killed Zong Xiangling...