Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yu Wenli stared at the man in front of him in a daze, took a step back, and slowly shook his head: "You are lying."

He murmured: "My father died a long time ago... Otherwise, why would he not even come to see me for so many years?"

Yuwen Qingfeng looked at him and said in a harmonious voice: "I didn't see you because I was worried about your safety. After I die, the grievances and grievances will be settled, and the people of the Demon Sect will not take their anger on you."

Few of the crowd knew about the in-law relationship between Yuwen Muyun and the Mozong. After hearing this, they were all baffled, and Yuwenli was even more at a loss: "...What did you say?"

Yuan Qinghang shouted angrily: "Bah! My uncle will only hunt and kill you, not innocent children. You are greedy for life and afraid of death, so don't slander my uncle."

Yu Wenli looked at the two of them, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "What are you talking about! Why did Yuan Zuoyi kill him?!"

The people next to him were even more puzzled, even if Yuwen Qingfeng killed his brother by mistake, what's the matter with that devil Yuan Zuoyi?

Yuan Qinghang gritted his teeth, and Yu Wenhan opened his mouth, also hesitant.

In the hall, there was silence and bewilderment, only Yuwen Qingfeng's voice finally sounded.

He looked at Yu Wenli faintly: "Since I can't hide it sooner or later, I will tell you. Because this young master Yuan is your cousin."

Yu Wenli stood there dumbfounded, his pair of elegant phoenix eyes were completely blank, and after a while he said softly: "Who is his father?..."

Yuwen Qingfeng sighed: "It's my infatuated good brother."

... The hall suddenly boiled, as if a pot had exploded.

Many years ago, everyone knew that the son of Yuwen's patriarch, known as "Thunderbolt method, Bodhisattva heart", suddenly disappeared, but no one knew why he left home and where he died. Today, not only the cause of his death is suddenly revealed In the world, there is even more such a shocking secret rumor.

——Miss Yuan of the Mozong who died of dystocia, her mysterious husband turned out to be the immortal gentleman who was as famous as Ning Wanfeng, the cunning and clever young master of the Mozong, his biological father, Is it Yuwen Muyun?

Discussions erupted one after another, and could no longer be suppressed.

"I've met Brother Muyun many times. If you look carefully, the eyes of this Young Master Yuan are indeed quite similar to Brother Muyun."

"In this case, isn't he the grandson of the Yuwen family? So he should be called Yuwen Qinghang?"

"Ah... The mother of this young master Yuan is the younger sister of Mozong Yuan Zuoyi, and his father is the eldest son of Yuwen's family. This status is quite distinguished!"

Yu Wenli's face turned pale, he turned his head slowly, and looked at Yu Wenhan beside him: "Grandfather?..."

Yu Wenhan sighed a long time, and turned to look at Yuan Qinghang: "I followed your wishes and didn't take the initiative to declare to the world... This is a mistake."

As soon as these words came out, everyone still didn't understand, Yu Wenli even shook his body slightly.

He looked at Yu Wenhan blankly, his lips trembling: "You have always...know it, haven't you? That's why you have been so kind and kind to him for so long, with your favored eyes."

He murmured, as if he had suddenly figured something out, and his face was miserable: "I'm so stupid. I just thought that you were dissatisfied with me because I didn't do well. Now I know that no matter what I do, you are afraid They all feel that... he's doing better."

Yu Wenhan's complexion changed, and he said displeased: "Nonsense! I just found out about your cousin's life experience. I ask a lot of you because I raised you as a pillar of the family. As for my close appreciation for Qinghang, It's because he has a good heart and impeccable conduct, even if he is an outsider, I still like him."

Yu Wenli looked at him, with blood in his eyes slowly floating up: "Grandfather...you are so hypocritical. You just found out that you can secretly transfer all your private property to him, and you can make you desperately protect him every time?"

He laughed miserably: "He said he was impartial, but in fact, isn't it because his father is more beloved by you, isn't it because his mother is more honorable, isn't it because...you have always disliked me?"

He was usually indifferent to emotions and anger, and his words were gentle and calm, but now he suddenly lost his composure and poured out the words in his heart, but he looked extraordinarily bleak.

In the distance, Tantai Yun looked shocked, staring at Yu Wenli in a daze, with tears in her cold and beautiful eyes.

Yuwen Qingfeng sighed quietly: "Silly boy, you think too much. You can only ask for as much as your elders give you."

Yu Wenli suddenly turned his head and shouted sharply, "Don't call me that! I don't have a father."

He looked at Yuwen Qingfeng without any admiration or joy, only pain and anger: "When my mother and I were living in the world, you didn't have a blood debt on your body, didn't you just never come to visit us? Haha... called a private servant every year Send some money and stuff here, in your heart, you have always wished that I hadn't been born, right!"

Everyone knew that his mother was just a woman in a brothel, and they all knew that he hated others talking behind their backs the most, but at this moment Yu Wenli announced it himself, obviously hating it to the extreme in his heart.

His eyes were red: "After you faked your death, for fear of revealing your whereabouts, you even cut off the supply to my mother. My mother doesn't even know your real identity! Before she died of illness, she just kept saying that my father was a handsome man My dear Xianjun must have been delayed by something, and sooner or later he will bring his clansmen to pick me up in a splendid manner..."

He pointed at Yuwen Qingfeng tremblingly with the long sword in his hand: "You have always abandoned my mother and never raised me. You are clearly alive. In the past 20 years, have you ever sneaked a look at me?!"

Yuwen Qingfeng said lightly: "I've seen it before. Don't you like the puppet snake that suddenly appeared beside your bed when you were young?"

Yu Wenli looked at him blankly, and suddenly laughed: "So you really came here. So, at a young age, I was called a bastard, and you know it?"

His laughter became louder and louder, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with tears: "Haha...haha! You are a good father, you really know how to give gifts to children! You know, I sleep in the room alone The puppet snake that suddenly appeared every night made me cry bitterly in fright, but I was afraid that my grandfather would dislike me for being cowardly, so I couldn't sleep all night long?"

Yuwen Qingfeng said in harmony: "It's fine if you get used to it. Look, won't you be able to grab it later, disassemble it, and learn to make one after thinking about it?"

Yuan Qinghang and Ning Duo stood together, quietly shook the palm of Ning Duo's hand, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "What a pervert, that's why I can teach a little pervert."

Yu Wenhan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The young son is innocent, but you have abandoned him like a shoe. You have been like this since you were a child. You only care about your own happiness, are selfish, and have a cold nature!"

Yuwen Qingfeng's eyes were suffocated, and there seemed to be such a momentary look of ferocity on his face.

"Father, since I was a child, I have never felt the kindness of a father and filial piety, and naturally I have not learned how to raise my son." He squeezed out a trace of resentment between his teeth, "Your father's love has always been only for my elder brother. My son didn't give it to me. It seems that after many years, you will treat his posthumous son a thousand times better than Li'er!"

Yu Wenhan swayed, his eyes were almost bleeding, and he looked at his youngest son who had been missing for many years in despair: "So... is this the reason why you killed Muyun?"

Yuwen Qingfeng's face turned pale, and he shouted sharply: "Yes, I hate that you miss your dead wife and don't love my mother; I hate that you cherish and praise your eldest brother, and always scold and scold me, but I never thought of killing my brother! "

Pain flashed in his eyes, and he hissed: "When I became obsessed, I saw that my elder brother was coming to kill me, so I stood up to protect myself... Yes, it was my long-term jealousy that led to such an illusion, but if I Sober, no matter how dark my heart is, I will never really want to kill him!"

Yuan Qinghang said coldly: "After you killed my father, did you find a replacement body so easily? Didn't you have a plan long ago, how can there be so many coincidences?"

Yuwen Qingfeng looked at him, and said slowly: "You suspect me, I don't blame you. At that time, I ordered a precious elixir from the person of Bai Tong Tang in order to break through the customs. arrive."

He said coldly: "I saw that he was very similar to me in stature, so I suddenly felt murderous. Since I dare to do it, I dare to admit it. As for whether you believe it or not, it's up to you."

Yuan Qinghang said "Oh": "Then you pretended to be him?"

Yuwen Qingfeng said: "Bai Tong Tang wants people who can do things. If I want to go in, I don't need to pretend to be anyone."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "I heard that the second son of Yuwen was good at dancing and management, so relying on his astonishing cultivation, he was like a fish in water in Bai Tong Tang. In just ten years, he became the chief hall master?"

Yuwen Qingfeng said indifferently: "With my ability, apart from being oppressed in my own family, where is it difficult to stand out? What's more, I also saved the life of the old hall master. After his death, he passed it to me. Naturally, I don't have any problems." What a surprise."

Yuan Qinghang nodded: "Then the question is, you can be your master of the Baitong Hall, and you can make a fortune in silence, but suddenly you are doing things so crazy, why?"

His eyes were like needles: "No matter what you say, there is no purpose. I only know that the mist formation is that you killed people secretly, but you put the blame on the head of Ning. The cemetery war was manipulated behind your back. You insist that there is no evidence. I know it's you too."

He said slowly: "Since our Demon Sect has always had a reputation for viciousness, it is unreasonable to be unreasonable. Besides, my father died at your hands. As a son of man, it is only natural for me to avenge my father. So..."

Following his words, the silver cord in his fan flew out, and more than a dozen black bones of the white jade fan flew out, carrying the remnant soul of the rainbow knife, and flew towards Yuwen Qingfeng in a chill: "Don't leave today! !"

Yuwen Qingfeng's figure swayed violently, and blood mist rose around him, flashing a few feet away in an instant: "Our Yuwen family really has a deep family tradition. If the son doesn't recognize his father, will his nephew come to kill his uncle?"

Yuan Qinghang sneered, turned the silver rope in his hand sharply, and hit it again: "It's not as frightening as killing a brother by a brother!"

As he moved, the golden light flickered around him, the sword of Yinghui followed like a shadow, and Ning Duo straightened up with a face as cold as ice.

"Back off." He said in a deep voice, "I swore a long time ago that I would seek justice for the junior brothers who died in the mist formation. The body of Junior Junior Brother Zhou is not far away. I will kill him."

He wiped the edge of the sword together with his fingers. Although Yinghuijian could not sense the master's spiritual power, it immediately felt the master's blood energy.

As the spirit storage talisman on the blade exploded, his white-clothed figure swung in the air, like a flying crane, carrying a golden sword light, stabbing down in the air.

Yuwen Qingfeng had already been hit by his sword twice, seeing him attack again, he finally stopped dodging.

His face was watery, and he turned his palm upwards, and thin blood beads flew straight to the top of his head.

The blood beads were crystal clear, but with a ferocious aura, forming eight blood pillars in the air, flying in all directions, and just sprinkled on the eight thickest pillars of the Scarlet Cloud Hall.

The column creaked, and suddenly began to shake violently. On the top of the head, countless glazed tiles also began to shatter and fly away. Under his blow, the entire hall seemed to collapse immediately.

This time, the crowd watching the excitement could no longer stay out of it. Amidst the exclamation, some people cast magic spells to protect their companions, and some raised their swords to knock away falling bricks and tiles. Shadows swayed everywhere, and the candles were extinguished one by one.

The light faded, and there were many ghosts. A cloud of black mist exploded around Yuwen Qingfeng, covering the golden light of Yinghui Sword.

The cloud of black mist surged in the air, and wherever it passed, people kept screaming, as if they were touched by the black mist, their skin was scorched and their flesh was rotten.

Only Yuwen Qingfeng's voice was erratic and blurred, and he said softly: "Li'er, come with me."

In the light and shadow like a will-o'-the-wisp, Yu Wenli looked at the strange black mist from a distance, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Yuwen Qingfeng's figure faded a bit, and he dodged Ning Duo's sword in an instant, and said again: "The Yuwen family didn't have my place back then, and now there is no place for you. You idiot... what you did for this family No one can see it, and no one cares about it.”

Yu Wenli remained motionless, as if he could not hear him at all, or refused to think about it.

Yuwen Qingfeng finally sighed softly.

A black cold light flew into the air, it was a puppet snake with shiny black scales.

Snake head straight up.He ran straight into the gap between the beams of the house, and bit hard on a hole that had been hidden long ago.

The beams of the house crashed down, countless colored glazed tiles radiated light, exploded and fell one after another, and the pillars of the main hall fell one by one.

The crowd had already been prepared, screamed again and again, and all scattered and ran wildly.

Yuan Qinghang twisted his body, and quickly opened a shielding array, trying his best to block the broken tiles around him, and many young disciples of the immortal sect rushed out from here, screaming in their mouths: "I knew to follow Little Master Yuan is safe!"

"Yes, yes, every time it comes to the end, Young Master Yuan Xiao is still reliable!"

Yuan Qinghang glanced slightly, and was slightly relieved to see that the people who cared were basically fine.

But suddenly, his eyes froze.

In the crumbling hall, there was actually a person standing there quietly.

His face was as pale as a ghost, and there was no look in his eyes, more like he had completely lost his mind on the things around him.

A few broken tiles fell on his shoulders, but he did not dodge, but it was Yu Wenli...

At this moment, there was a faint cry from the crowd who had fled in the distance.

Tantai Yun stood outside the main hall, her hair was in a disheveled bun, and her face was equally pale.

Staring blankly at the huge beam that was about to hit Yu Wenli's head, she staggered forward a few steps, tears rolling down her eyes: "Yu Wenli, you want a child... Hasn't your father looked at him since he was a child? "