[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

A few days later, Emei Golden Summit.

The Xuanzhen Temple, which was usually empty on weekdays, was suddenly full of people today.The Emei sect, from the outside disciples to the three elders, all wore white mourning clothes.The news that Dugu Yihe, the head of Emei, died under the sword of Ximen Chuixue had spread in the Jianghu last month.Today is the day when the head's body and spiritual seat return to Emei.

The plain white canvas fluttered in the wind, and the yellow paper filled the sky.In front of the spiritual tablet with burning incense candles, the eight disciples of Dugu Yihe knelt in front of the coffin in a row, with a blank expression.None of them shed tears, but everyone could still feel their sorrow.Sometimes, the sadness reaches a point where you can't even cry.

Elder Huang walked up to the coffin, stretched out his hand to touch the coffin, paused for a moment, then retracted tremblingly.Looking at the lifeless and cold coffin, he sighed sadly, "Junior brother..." The voice was mournful, full of vicissitudes and grief.Elder Ye, who always had a cold expression, looked even colder now, his eyes seemed to be frozen, and he was not at all popular.The last elder, Lin Fei, was the youngest of Dugu Yihe's generation. He was the latest to go up the mountain, and he had the best relationship with Dugu Yihe.When the news of Dugu Yihe's death came back to Emei, Elder Lin almost fell ill. At this time, standing in front of the coffin while supporting his disciple's hand, he was trembling and speechless.

Dugu Yihe was dead, and none of his disciples had grown up yet, so the one who came out to preside over the overall situation was naturally Elder Huang with the highest status.He asked about what happened at that time in detail, and after listening to Shi Xiuyun's sobbing answer, he let out a long sigh and said angrily.

"Junior Brother Dugu died at the hands of Ximen Chuuxue, this revenge must be avenged! From today on, he is the enemy of my Emei Sect, and I, Emei, will never end with him!"

Inspired by his words, everyone in Emei, who was already in grief, roared excitedly, "I will never die!" The roar resounded throughout the hall.

Stretching out his hand to calm everyone's emotions, Elder Huang turned to Ye Zhiran, who was kneeling at the front and was said to have rushed over before Dugu Yihe died. "Zhiran, the sect master has a last word."

The girl in white stared blankly at the brazier in front of her, as if she was still immersed in the grief of losing a loved one.He didn't respond to Elder Huang's words.Instead, Sun Xiuqing who was beside her looked up at him.

"Yes. Before the master died, he ordered the senior sister to be the next head of Emei."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall was in an uproar.If Dugu Yihe's last words were to make Zhang Yingfeng the head, it would be easier to be accepted by others, even Ye Zhiran, it is not impossible... And Ma Xiuzhen... It's not that she is not good, but she is indeed worse than Zhang Yingfeng Get ahead.And in terms of martial arts, it is even worse than Ye Zhiran, who is known as the most talented disciple of Emei in the past century.

Elder Huang's eyes flickered, and he glanced calmly at Zhang Yingfeng, who was kneeling in front of the spirit, his expression not fluctuating at all. "Oh, Xiuqing, are you sure? It's not that the old man underestimates Xiuzhen, she's still a little younger... and she's still a girl. Isn't my junior brother's dying instructions a little inappropriate..."

Ye Xiuzhu suddenly raised her head and looked at him coldly, her expression has become haggard recently, when her pale face and dark eyes looked at you coldly, there was no trace of her gentleness in the past. "Could Elder Huang mean that Second Senior Sister is lying?"

Elder Huang paused, and said soothingly, "Of course I don't mean that. The position of head is of great importance. It's always good to be careful."

"Then may I ask Elder Huang, why am I not serious and cautious when I inherit the position of head?" Ma Xiuzhen, who had been kneeling coldly on the side without speaking, finally raised her head and looked over indifferently.The cold aura around him makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Elder Huang said helplessly, "Xiuzhen, I'm not targeting you. Well, since you all said that, where is the token of the master?"

Ma Xiuzhen was slightly taken aback, and turned her head to the side.Seeing her reaction, Elder Huang's eyes flickered, and he continued to speak in a kindly senior tone, "Xiuzhen, since junior brother let you inherit the position of head, he will definitely not refuse to give you a token."

Ma Xiuzhen didn't speak for a long time, and commotion gradually broke out in the quiet hall.Elder Huang waited quietly for her answer, and a satisfied smile flashed across his lips from an angle that no one could notice.He cleared his throat, and was about to continue asking questions, when a thin voice suddenly broke in.

"The head token is here with me."

He changed his expression and looked back.The one who spoke was Dugu Yihe's youngest disciple, Ye Zhiran.She was carried up to Mount Emei since she was a child, and Dugu Yihe always treated her as his own daughter, and she was the only one by his side before he died.It is not impossible to say that Dugu Yihe finally gave her the head token.It's just that since she has the token of the head of the sect, but she didn't give it to Ma Xiuzhen... There is a lot to do here.

Elder Huang narrowed his eyes, and looked at Ye Zhiran kindly, "Zhiran, since it's here with you, why didn't you take it out earlier. How embarrassing your senior sister was just now."

"I..." The girl in white looked at the intimidating Ma Xiuzhen, bit her lip, stood up slowly and was about to speak.It was suddenly dark in front of her eyes, and she rushed to Emei without stopping for several days, all the exhaustion accumulated along the way surged up, and her body swayed and fell down without warning.

"Little Junior Sister!" Su Shaoying, who was kneeling beside her, exclaimed, quickly got up and hugged her, and coldly glanced at Ma Xiuzhen and Sun Xiuqing who were beside her, "Elder Huang, Junior Junior Sister has been exhausted all the way, In addition, the death of the master is full of grief. I guess I can't hold on anymore, so I will take her back to the room to rest, and we will talk about the head of the sect tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for his answer, and walked away directly holding the girl in his arms.

Elder Huang didn't miss Su Shaoying's cold glance when he left, and Ma Xiuzhen's figure that never looked back from the beginning to the end.The corners of his lips curled up, and he didn't care about Su Shaoying's rudeness.His mood is suddenly very good now, perhaps, some things are much better than he expected.

On the second day, there was still no reason for the head of the sect.Ma Xiuzhen, Sun Xiuqing and Ye Xiuzhu insisted that Dugu Yihe's last words before his death were to make Ma Xiuzhen the head.But Ye Zhiran held the token of the head of the sect, Shi Xiuyun was troubled, and Su Shaoying stood beside Ye Zhiran indifferently.Zhang Yingfeng didn't know what he was thinking without saying a word, but Yan Renying... everyone ignored him with aspirations...

The chaotic day passed like this, and at night, it was Ye Zhiran's turn to guard the spirit of Dugu Yihe.

The lone moon hung high, the cold wind in the mountains tore the white sails rattling, the candles in the mourning hall flickered on and off, and the yellow paper on the ground was scattered on the ground.In the middle of the empty hall, a girl in white knelt alone in front of the spiritual tablet, her eyes were empty and silent, and the tears on her face were still wet.

She stared blankly at the four big characters Dugu Yihe on the coffin, her fingers gathered the hem of the mourning dress tightly, her knuckles turned white with force. "Master... If you hadn't died, wouldn't Eldest Sister..."

A slight script sound suddenly came from behind her, her expression changed, and she turned around nervously, "Who?!"

"Zhiran, it's me." Elder Huang came out of the darkness with a benevolent face, and said soothingly, "Your body hasn't recovered yet, I'm worried about what happened to you, come and have a look."

"Uncle Chang..." The girl in white relaxed her expression, lowered her head and turned around, "I'm fine."

Seeing her gloomy face and fingers tightening the corners of her clothes, Huang Shang thought thoughtfully, "Zhiran, you can be regarded as I have grown up with you. In my heart, I have always treated you as my own children. This old man You are not blind yet, you have something on your mind, the old man can see it. It is not just for the death of the head brother..."

The girl in white was shaken all over, and her head lowered even lower.

Huang Shang looked at her, his eyes turned, and his expression suddenly became serious, "Zhiran, you tell this old man. Is Ma Xiuzhen the master arranged by my junior brother before he died?"

Ye Zhiran clenched her sleeves with her fingers, but did not answer.

"The position of head is related to Emei's major affairs, especially now that there is such a strong enemy as Ximen Chuuxue, a little carelessness will affect the life and death of Emei's lineage. This is definitely not something to be trifled with, Zhiran, you must To be honest, Ma Xiuzhen was really the person appointed by my junior before his death?"

His voice became harsher. The girl in white bit her lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "No." Her voice was very small, like a kitten's whimper was blown away in the wind as soon as it exited.But with Elder Huang's ear strength, it was enough to hear clearly.

The corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc, and Elder Huang coaxed in a kind voice, "Then, who is the person appointed by the younger brother?"

Probably finally gave up, the girl answered very simply this time, "It's me."

Sure enough... Huang Shang sneered in his heart.Dugu Yihe loved this little apprentice the most during his lifetime, and he almost regarded her as his own daughter.It is not uncommon to pass on the headship to her before she dies.Dugu Yihe, you really thought well, but unfortunately, you died too early.Now this girl is only 17 years old, no matter how talented she is in swordsmanship.What's more, as soon as you die, your good apprentices will immediately turn against each other.He said that Ye Zhiran was so talented back then, how could she not make people jealous, but now it seems that these brothers and sisters are respectful and sisters, they are all pretending!

He was happy from the bottom of his heart, but he still had a kind and kind expression on his face, but after hearing her answer, he felt a little bit troubled, "This... Zhiran, you are the most talented among the Emei disciples, and the younger brother appointed you as the master." There is nothing wrong with it. But according to Emei's current situation... Zhiran, don't blame my uncle for talking too much, you are still too young..."

The girl in white lowered her head and didn't answer, Huang Shang didn't care, and continued to analyze as an elder who cared about the younger generation, "If you were with old men like us on weekdays, Zhiran, although you are a little younger, but We'll help you take a look. But now that Emei's enemies are at hand, Xiuzhen and the others are... oh... internal and external troubles!" After saying that, he was already heartbroken, and slammed the ground hard.

The cool night wind blows into the mourning hall, lifting the skirts of the girl in white kneeling in the center of the mourning hall, making her slender figure appear even thinner in the wind.Her pale and small face was mostly covered by the long hair hanging down, making it impossible to see her expression clearly.Just when Huang Shang was about to continue speaking, the girl who had been quietly listening to his words suddenly said, "Actually... I don't care if I'm the head of Emei or not. I'll let her be the senior sister. I'll do it tomorrow." I will hand over the head token to her."

Huang Shang was taken aback for a moment, then he was shocked in his heart, and said solemnly, "Zhiran, your master was promised by your younger brother, how can you hand it over to others at will."

Ye Zhiran shook her head, "I said that I don't care about this, all I care about is..." Her eyes fell on Dugu Yihe's spirit seat, and there was resentment in her eyes, "Kill Ximen Chuuxue to avenge Master!"

Elder Huang looked at her fingers holding on to the hem of her clothes, and Heyou's side face with a look of hatred, thoughtfully, and then said gently, "Your senior sister is still young after all, and she still can't suppress the Emei sect at the moment. If you really gave her the head token, she may not be able to convince the crowd, let alone lead Emei to avenge the younger brother."

The girl in white was startled, looked at Elder Huang and nodded affirmatively to her, and said excitedly, "But... the master's revenge..." She lowered her head at a loss, "Master's revenge... there is no other way. ..."

Huang Shang looked at the girl who had lost her mind, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said softly with some coaxing in her tone,

"Zhiran, if you only have this one wish, there are actually better choices..."