In Ten Mile Alley, Yi Tinglan couldn't argue with anything.
"... That young guard Yan from before is not real!"
"Death is the most important thing. Why does Miss Yi arrange Yan Shao's bodyguard like this just to get rid of suspicion?"
"This must be a trick of the Devil's Gate. This game was aimed at my Xuan Yuezong from the very beginning..."
"Ms. Yi was joking. If the Demon Sect really found the fairy stone, wouldn't it be better to cultivate a great master secretly? How could it be possible to expose such a big secret in order to frame Xuanyuezong? Don't worry, the fairy stone is not the property of the Yan family. , the origin is not correct, Xuan Yuezong's actions can be regarded as revenge for Dao Kuang, Miss Yi needn't go too far."
"No, I really don't have any!... Listening to Lan, I'm sure that there must be something wrong with the immortal stone, or maybe the magic gate has not been able to? Thoroughly grasp the secret of the immortal stone. The so-called immortal stone is nothing to them. It's just throwing it out. We took the bait…”
"Miss Yi really doesn't need to explain. We all understand. Everyone believes that Xuan Yuezong will never do such a thing."
After talking for a long time, seeing that they finally changed their tune, the battered Yi Tinglan felt relieved.
But the audience looked forward to it again: "So, can Miss Yi now? Tell the secret of the fairy stone?"
Yi Tinglan: "???"
—Until sufficient evidence is found, this matter is obviously unclear!
Even Elder Nayue quietly asked after everyone left: "When did the suzerain come to Anyang Mansion? Holy lady? Why didn't you inform me as soon as possible?"
Yi Tinglan: "... No, the elder misunderstood."
"Then the great hero of Chu Tian Nan Chu passed by?" Elder Yue's expression changed
Yi Tinglan struggled to deny Erlian: "...not really."
She explained helplessly: "What I said before was the truth? I really didn't get anything from Yan Shao's bodyguard. The appointment was to think about it for a night before making a decision."
There was a sudden silence in the air.
After a long time, the Elder Yue asked resolutely, "There is really nothing?"
Seeing Yi Tinglan's helpless expression, she was finally stunned, and took a sudden breath: "So, my Xuan Yuezong has completely blamed me?"
Yi Tinglan nodded silently.
She was thinking about who exactly was the person who pretended to be Yan Feichi and completely tricked her, and a melancholy gradually appeared on her absolutely beautiful face.
"... Now I'm in trouble."
This one, Yi Tinglan, was frowning, but that Yu Daxia, Yu Zhen, who had been arguing repeatedly at the scene, turned his head back to the inn where he was temporarily staying, and was also frowning.
He meditated all the way, pushed the door open and entered the room with a solemn expression, with a preoccupied look.
"What's on your mind, Great Xia Yu? Let's hear it."
A voice suddenly sounded in the room.
Yu Zhen was startled suddenly, and quickly raised his head, only to find that there was a person standing in the room.
It was a thin and slender figure standing by the window with his back facing him. His hair was as black as black ink, and his white clothes were like frost. The whole body was shrouded in the faint moonlight. It looked indescribably cold and ethereal.
But Yu Zhen quickly closed the door, immediately lowered his head, and the expression on his face also restrained.
It seems that in his eyes, there is no moonlight or breeze, only a huge shadow reflected by the light, and the people in this shadow.
He forced a smile out of himself, and said hastily: "Mr. Chi was just joking. In front of you, I, Yu, are nothing more than a hero. At best, I'm just a guy who can only swing the pliers twice when out of the water." Just prawns."
The person by the window didn't turn around, but just chuckled lightly: "This metaphor is actually interesting."
Aftershock said again and again: "Young Master Chi thinks it's good if it's interesting."
"However? I think Yu Daxia is still modest. Your performance today is very good. How can it be done by a prawn?" He suddenly changed his style of painting again, under the uneasy gaze of Yu Zhen, He continued, "I hope that Hero Yu can perform like this in the future. Then what Hero Yu worries about will definitely not happen."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Chi, don't worry..."
Aftershock nodded like a pounding garlic, and his tone was ecstatic.
... Isn't it just to let him continue to add fuel to the flames here? He promises to do it.
Waiting? Yu Zhen swore a promise, but he never heard half a response. He finally raised his head cautiously, but saw that the window was empty, only the clear and cold moonlight shone in faintly.
Yu Zhen let out a long sigh of relief, straightened his body all of a sudden, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his head.
He is like sending off the plague god: "Finally gone..."
"Oh, that's right." The young man's clear voice suddenly sounded again, frightened? The aftershock shook his head, and he lowered his head reflexively—he was really frightened by this person.
That person didn't appear again, but a faint voice came in from the window: "There is a boy in the teahouse, I think he seems stupid? He took the body of Yan Shao's bodyguard from Zhou God's catcher to bury... Let's get this done."
... He can understand that Fang Yunxiao is a fool to repay his kindness, and he also appreciates such a tool person who knows how to repay his kindness. If Fang Yunxiao repays someone else now, how can he be rational next time? Squeeze the wool
Yu Zhen hurriedly agreed again.
It wasn't until he waited another quarter of an hour to confirm that the person had really left that he finally relaxed. He didn't have the image of a hero outside at all, and he sat down on the ground, sweating profusely.
Even a well-known righteous hero always has secrets that he doesn't want others to know. People in the evil way cherish their lives, but people in the righteous way have a good reputation? But someone has caught his deadly secret.
And this person is mysterious, dangerous, powerful and unfathomable, just standing in front of him can bring great pressure to him, and he can be fooled in a few words. Layer by layer... In this case, what can he do? Of course, it is only possible to choose to surrender.
No longer bothered? Wiping sweat, the aftershocks slumped on the ground, but he couldn't help recalling that extremely impressive afternoon, when he walked into the pastry shop with a heart full of ambition, he thought Can? See and see the magic of fairy stones like other people, and experience some unforgettable threats in this life without being foolish.
He didn't know the real name of this person hidden under the mask of "Yan Feichi", and what he looked like... All he knew was that this person had the ability to easily kill him A secret that could ruin his reputation if he announces it.
After a long time of ignorance in my heart, the aftershocks slowly came back to my senses, and I smiled wryly: "Forget it, that's all I can do."
In the next few days, the turmoil of this matter intensified, and the suspicion of Yan Shao's bodyguard's death hung over everyone's heads.
Although Yi Tinglan tried her best to defend herself, she couldn't get rid of the bright black pot above Xuan Yuezong.
If those
In front of the crowd, everyone had a tone of "believe that Xuanyue Sect has its own reputation? Its righteous demeanor, it will never be as shameless as the people in the Demon Sect, cheating the fairy stone and killing people to silence it";
But in private, these people secretly found Yi Tinglan one by one. Although they all said high-sounding words, the hints in the words made her hear clearly——
The six orthodox sects are connected together, but the Xuanyue sect is stupid? It's not kind to eat alone, so let's take one of us too!
Yi Tinglan: "..."
No, I'm not, I don't, don't? Nonsense!
Although Yi Tinglan was stupid to refute, but what about these things? It is impossible for people to believe her words? Everyone has already confirmed the suspicion of Xuan Yuezong. Put on a lofty? Indifferent look, don't understand hints.
Everyone just left in a disappointment.
But this matter is impossible? It ends so easily.
The reason for the difference between the black and white two ways? One is the difference between the exercises. The righteous way is peaceful, while the magic way is more extreme and quick. The second is that the behavior is different. People in the devil way can only be honest and upright, but those who are famous in the righteous way also care about face. They have another set of rules for doing things on the bright side.
Therefore, even though they knew that the Xuanyue Sect had taken advantage of it, these orthodox sects would never make a move to rob them and tear their faces apart before they found a suitable excuse. They need a legitimate reason.
On the bright side, everything is calm, but the game behind the scenes has already unfolded in places that ordinary people can't see.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere in Anyang Fucheng became more and more treacherous.
And the original not because of this culprit has long since drifted away.
Without any effort, I read all the magical secret books of the six sects of Zhengdao, and the martial arts of nearly a hundred people.
Luoshui is long, passing through three mountains and passing through five cities, from north to south, encircling east and west. The gentle waves are like mirrors, and the torrents are like flying springs and waterfalls. They shoot the gravel on both sides of the bank and slide down along the walls, creating a unique scenery.
On this day, the first shower fell, the wind blew the ground, the waves on the water surface were turbulent for a while, and the sound was shaking. Together with the dense raindrops, it was like a wild dragon roaring proudly between the heaven and the earth.
But on the turbulent river, there is still a small boat sailing in the wind and rain, going straight up against the current.
Standing on the deck was a young man, wearing a brocade-like snow-white gown, black hair like silk and satin, without a knife or sword on his body, he looked like a young man from a family wandering around. But it didn't even get a drop of rain on my body.
It seemed that there was an invisible aura surrounding him, causing all the falling raindrops to be thrown out the moment they touched it, making him refreshed.
He looked extremely young and handsome, his sparse facial features were like an ink painting, and he looked more leisurely after being washed by the torrential rain.
The leisurely Yuan Buwei stretched out his hand to catch a few drops of rain, staring thoughtfully at the few transparent drops of water in his palm, it seems silly to taste the taste of the rain.
At this time, a voice came from far away through the rain curtain: "Young Sect Master, is this trip going well?"
Amidst the rain curtain, a gigantic monster was rapidly approaching this side, and a blue figure crossed the rain curtain and was about to fly towards this side.
He did not intend to take a step ahead of her, his toes suddenly touched the deck, and the boat was immediately rushed out in the opposite direction. But Yuan Buweiji took advantage of this rushing force, stepped on the toes of the river, and finally landed lightly on the deck of the big ship.
He didn't have any wet marks from head to toe, just as he landed, he smiled at Qiushuang who came to greet him.
"Everything went well. I left Protector Zuo in Anyang Mansion. For the rest...he knows what to do."