Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

Three days later, Su Mengze invited Liu Wuhen, Hua Zichen and others to Lihua Palace.

Although he didn't understand why Ye Qingyi appointed to meet in the underground palace of Lihua Palace, Su Mengze still listened to him and brought everyone to the underground palace.

In the perennially dimly lit underground palace, it was a rare time for the hall to be brightly lit. Everyone sat around the gossip array in front of the stone platform, looking at Ye Qingyi sitting in the middle with complicated expressions.

"Peak Master Ye, let's start." Liu Wuhen said first, "Where did you send that disaster!"

Ye Qingyi lived in the Lihua Palace for three days, and suffered for three days. He felt that his body was very weak. No matter how much medicine Eucommia gave him, he couldn't recover.

He was probably about to die, and before he died, he had to explain something clearly.

But these things did not include Xuan Moxiao's whereabouts.

Ye Qingyi smiled faintly, and said in a weak voice: "Master Liu, don't worry, since Ye called everyone here, he won't let everyone down."

"Then you should hurry up and speak up!" Liu Wuhen has practiced for many days by the Nether River, and his face has become even more coquettish. It looks indistinguishable from the Charm behind the Qiankun Wall. "It's Ye Feng. The master had other thoughts, and he said it to give me an explanation, but in fact, he wanted to excuse that bastard!"

Ye Qingyi felt her heart not beating very fast, and jumped suddenly.

He stared at Liu Wuhen, and said quietly: "Master Liu is indeed a person who distinguishes between rewards and punishments, but if Master Liu is really such a person, why are you in Lihua Palace at this moment? You shouldn't be introspecting yourself in Wanliu Villa ?"

"You don't care! I just want you to tell the whereabouts of that beast, so stop rambling here!" Liu Wuhen said urgently.

Ye Qingyi sneered: "Don't worry, Master Liu, Ye has no other intentions, Ye just wants to use the fact of Master Liu to prove that punishments and rewards have always been based on the identity of the person, such as you, Master Liu. , even if he made such a big mistake in the past, he was protected by Meng Zejun and gently exposed."

"Qingyi." Su Mengze was a little annoyed by Ye Qingyi's words, "Let's get down to business."

Ye Qingyi withdrew his gaze and smiled disdainfully.

"Okay, let's get down to business." He raised his head and looked at the crowd, "That's right, I let Xuan Moxiao go. Why, do you want to seek revenge from him? But, he came to seek revenge from you in the first place."

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and asked in unison, "What do you mean by that!"

"After all, you still protect that monster!"

"that is!"

"Shut up!" said Su Mengsheng who was sitting on the right side of Ye Qingyi, "Listen to my Junior Brother Ye!"

Ye Qingyi habitually turned the iron ring on his right hand, and continued to say calmly: "Xuan Moxiao's biological father, Xi Muyao, although he is arrogant, is a great hero who cares about the world. How many favors have been given to Xi Muyao, and how many sects were saved by Xi Muyao when they were attacked by monsters."

The heads of the sects who had been chattering with Ye Qingyi just now turned pale, lowered their heads, and stopped talking.

Tan Yuxiang stood up slowly after this matter, and followed Ye Qingyi's words: "I, Tan Yuxiang, was almost ruined by demons back then. I couldn't keep my wife and children, let alone keep the Fengdaomen. If the hero Xi hadn't appeared in time, Fengdao The door, I'm afraid it has already disappeared from the cultivation world."

"So what, Xi Muyao will end up becoming a demon right away, killing innocent people."

"That's right!"

"This is completely different from looking for Xuan Moxiao!"

"Two different things?" Ye Qingyi asked Qing Lingling, "Why did Xi Muyao become a demon? For more than ten years, there have been different opinions on this matter, but the most widely circulated one is that Xi Muyao's heart is hard to break, and she was killed by Princess Charm again." Temptation, that's why he fell into the devil, but the fact is not the case, the reason why Xi Muyao fell into the devil back then was because someone took advantage of his position and drove the magic stone into Xi Muyao's body, forcing him to fall into the devil."

"what?"

"how is this possible?"

For a while, everyone was discussing, completely unaware that Su Mengze's gaze staring at Ye Qingyi was filled with cold air.

Ye Qingyi looked at Su Mengze calmly.

He has always been weak, and it was the same when he didn't wear the book, so he couldn't remember many details in the book, but he had already read Xuan Moxiao's memory, and he knew clearly through Xuan Moxiao's memory Everything that happened that year, if this matter does not tell these things, when will it be more?

"Meng Zejun knows this matter best. Mengze Jun, would you like to say a few words to everyone?"

With five fingers, Su Mengze crushed the walnut in his palm.

His finger was scratched by the sharp walnut shell, and a trace of blood seeped out. The gossip array was nourished by the blood, and suddenly emitted a strange red light.

Frightened by the red light, everyone shut their mouths together and only looked nervously at Ye Qingyi and Su Mengze who were confronting each other. Su Mengze sneered a few times and said, "Qingyi, are you crazy?"

Ye Qingyi lightly hooked her pale thin lips: "I'm sorry, Meng Zejun, I'm quite awake."

He changed his posture, and just as he was about to say more, Su Mengze stood up abruptly.

When he stood up, he didn't dare to sit next to him, stood up one by one, Ye Qingyi also stood up with Du Zhong's support, but his feet were weak, and when he stood up, he fell into Du Zhong's arms.

"I spoil you so much that I allow you to do whatever you want, talk nonsense, come here!" Su Mengze called the disciple of Lihua Palace who was guarding beside him, "Take Ye Qingyi back to Qingze Garden."

"Return?" Hua Zichen took a step forward to protect Ye Qingyi, "Su Mengze, Qingyi is the peak lord of my Yuqiong Mountain and not a prisoner of your Lihua Palace, how can you talk about it in the future because of your request?" Detain him in Lihua Palace if he doesn't like it!"

"Hmph! Hua Zichen, are you joking with me?" Su Mengze sneered, "Have you forgotten whose hand the Immortal Palm is printed on? I, Su Mengze, want to detain someone, not to mention Ye Qingyi, but you I bet the same!"

"You!" Hua Zichen flicked out his long sword, "It's too much of a bully!"

The disciples of Lihua Palace hurriedly drew out their long swords and surrounded Ye Qingyi and the three of them.

Su Mengze squinted his eyes and looked at the three of them, and said with a sly smile: "Since the head of Hua and his two junior brothers are in the same family, let's stay in Lihua Palace together. Don't worry, I will let Mengsheng take Yuqiongshan Take care."

"Su Mengze!" Hua Zichen, who had always been calm and introverted, scolded angrily.

Su Mengsheng's handsome face was ashen, and he walked behind Su Mengze clutching the folding fan tightly: "Brother, what are you doing? We finally managed to control the situation, we should work together to overcome difficulties, why did we fight among ourselves again?"

"Do you think they want to help us in the same boat and overcome difficulties together?" Su Mengze said, "He won't even tell me the whereabouts of that little bastard!"

Ye Qingyi looked at Su Mengze with a sneer, but didn't tell Xuan Moxiao's whereabouts.

"Do you want to know my whereabouts that much? Father."

During the stalemate, a low and melodious voice came to the dungeon.

Su Mengze's face turned pale in an instant, and Liu Wuhen yelled sharply: "Who is pretending to be a ghost!"

With a loud bang, the tightly closed stone gate of the underground palace was broken into countless pieces and hit the ground.

The cold wind that rushed in together with the stones knocked a group of Lihua Palace disciples to the ground, and under the boundless sandy mist, a slender young man walked in.

Xuan Mo Xiao! !

Ye Qingyi suddenly lost his strength, and fell straight to the ground, but fortunately, he was hugged firmly by Du Zhong.

He looked at Xuan Moxiao in disbelief, and Xuan Moxiao was also looking at him.

For 52 days, he and Xuan Moxiao haven't seen each other for 52 days. It's a lie to say that he doesn't want to, but he has been suppressing his yearning for Xuan Moxiao, trying to make himself look calm,

Unexpectedly, the heavier the depression, the more painful the heart will be.

He knew that he must have experienced a lot of vicissitudes than before, and Xuan Moxiao was like a green bamboo blowing in the wind, becoming more and more outstanding, with a refined charm. He was wearing an inconspicuous pure black suit, with a high ponytail and no length. Nothing, except a long flute made of jade.

"Mo Xiao, it's you!" Su Mengsheng said in surprise!

"Xuan Moxiao?!" Liu Wuhen's eyes lit up, "You kid came back to die!"

Xuan Moxiao lowered his eyes slightly, raised his eyes, looked at the aggressive crowd with a sneer, and said, "That's great, you are all here."

Su Mengze's deep starry eyes looked again and again: "Are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Xuan Moxiao strolled up to Ye Qingyi, "I heard that you were looking for me, so I'm back."

Ye Qingyi looked at Xuan Moxiao who was close at hand with trembling eyelashes, and almost passed out.

"I've been looking for your Master Ye since I came back. It seems that the relationship between the two of you must be extraordinary!" Liu Wuhen said with a strange tone.

Xuan Moxiao didn't say yes or no, turned his head and glanced at everyone: "What are you doing standing up, sit down and listen to me tell a good story."

As he spoke, he lightly waved his hand, and everyone, including Su Mengze, fell to the ground.

Du Zhong, who was supporting Ye Qingyi, hurriedly used his spirit to resist, but Su Mengze and Hua Zichen couldn't resist, so how could he resist, so he helplessly let go of Ye Qingyi, collapsed on the ground, without Du Zhong's body With the support, Ye Qingyi was on the verge of falling, and when he was about to fall to the ground, Xuan Moxiao stretched out his hands and pulled Ye Qingyi into his arms.

Ye Qingyi then leaned softly into Xuan Moxiao's cold embrace, trying to struggle but couldn't, unable to move at all, Xuan Moxiao raised his head slightly, hugged the soft and weak Ye Qingyi in his arms, lightly Laughed a bit.

"Mo Xiao! What on earth are you trying to do!" Su Mengsheng said sadly.

Xuan Moxiao stared at the stone platform behind Ye Qingyi for a long time, then waved and summoned his father's saber——Yunshuangjian.

The moment Yunshuangjian's real body appeared, he floated on the stone platform to pretend to be a misfortune, and instantly turned into loose sand.

Su Mengze's face turned pale, and he tried to get up from the ground, but was suppressed by an inexplicably powerful force and couldn't get up.

"You, you, when did you steal the Yunshuang Sword!"

"Steal?" Xuan Moxiao hugged Ye Qingyi in one hand, and raised Xi Muyao's Yunshuang Sword with the other, "I took away my father's relics, can I use the word steal? If I steal, I will take the Yunshuang Sword What are you who secretly hid in the underground palace of Lihua Palace?"