The three guards and Ye Qingxuan carried Sun Luting, who had fainted from crying, back to the room, and settled down in bed. Jia Feng sighed and said to Ye Qingxuan, "Little brother, your name is Tang Bohu, right?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded, and said, "My youngest surname is Tang, and he is the eldest in the family. It's fine for Master Jia to call me Dahu..."
Jia Feng nodded and said: "Brother Big Tiger, I will trouble you to take care of Grandpa here. Brothers can't stay for long. Remember to keep an eye on Old Sun, so don't let him get overwhelmed."
Ye Qingxuan said affirmatively: "Master Jia, don't worry, I will stay here and never walk away."
Jia Feng patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder in relief, then pointed to the two people beside him, and said, "You know my name, these two are my brothers, this one is called 'Thunderbolt Lion' Shi Zhan, your name is He is the third master Shi. This bearded man is called 'Oxhorn Dao' Fang Dagang, and he is an old man in the house. The little brother takes care of the old grandson. If you need anything, you can come to our brother... "
"Three masters, I understand."
They nodded to each other, glanced at the pale-faced Sun Luting, and the three of them patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder together to show their trust, and walked out of the house after speaking.
Ye Qingxuan stood silently in the room, staring at the door that was just closed.
Before the three left, Ye Qingxuan was still able to maintain his composure, with a sad expression on his face, but also as usual...
But at the moment when the door closed, Ye Qingxuan didn't need to pretend anymore, anger gushed out like flames, genuine energy burst forth, and strong wind rang...
In a pair of eyes, if the hatred has substance, it will make people feel chilling...
White Lotus Sect! ! !
Ferris Ridge! ! !
If Daoist doesn't send you to hell, how can you feel at ease!
Turning around, seeing the unconscious Sun Luting still frowning, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was calling Ai Sun, Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, flicked his fingers, and touched the other's sleeping point.
At this time, Sun Luting's mind was stimulated, it would be better to sleep more.
Ye Qingxuan jumped out of the room, went directly to the eaves of the house, squatted there, and could see the unburned human lamps on the small building in the east district far away...
That red light was more dazzling than the brightest sunlight, not only piercing Ye Qingxuan's eyes like needles, but also piercing his heart, causing neither tears of sympathy nor sighs of regret, Ye Qingxuan only felt Rage, terrific rage...
The cruelty of the enemy should not be responded with accusations and insults, that is the reaction of cowards. Facing enemies who have hurt you, especially those who are still hurting you, you should use iron and blood to make them feel fear, and therefore crawl at your feet trembling and begging for mercy, crushing their dignity and life Let this group of people know that the enemies they have offended are not a group of cowards who only know how to moan, but heroes who can stab a knife into their chests!
The eastern sky reveals a fish-belly white...
Ye Qingxuan turned over and refracted, turning into a wisp of light smoke in the morning light, fluttering in the air, and the turning point disappeared!
…
In front of the main hall of the small building in the east district, the door was wide open, and all the important figures in the Motianling Beisen sub-helm sat on it.
"No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan sat under the high seat, and the topmost seat was vacant, which was only the seat that could be sat when "Dawei Tiande King" came.
"Ten Fang Evil Tiger" Chongxuanhu and "Longfei" Qu Longxing sat obliquely at the bottom of his left, which not only showed their special status, but also showed that this time it was Motianling's housework. Just watching here.
There are two high-backed seats on both sides. Almost all the innate masters here are seated here. On the left are the masters of the "Believers", two of the "Five Taisui of Yin Cao", and four of the "Ten Swords of Wusheng". First, the monks of Dalu Temple later betrayed Yin Kong, the great monk who joined the White Lotus Sect, "Pig Iron Buddha"...
This group of people was full of murderous intent, with a look of reluctance, from time to time they stared viciously at the master opposite, and snorted coldly, if it weren't for Jiang Muhan's pressure, they might have already drawn their swords to fight;
On the opposite side of them are the "Red-faced Ghost Scorpion" Pei Jun and "Sai Huo Monkey" Huang Kui, the chief and deputy helmsmen of the Beisen sub-helm, and the rest include "Purple Crown Eagle" Yin Chao, "Blue Bull Head" Wu Shun and There are two brothers, Wu Heng, "Dark Horse Face". As for "Golden Flame Ring", although Kong Xiang is also a member of the "Old Veteran School", this guy is a fool and has two sides. He fought fiercely with "No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan, and now leads The inspector who is at the helm of Beisen is responsible for the defense work. He is not in his seat at this time, but is standing in the courtyard outside the gate of the small building.
Outside the small building, there are mighty men holding swords and halberds at three steps, one post at five steps, and one post at five steps. Second, the same pure white cowhide soft armor wraps around the body, revealing their robust figures without a doubt. They are covered with white gold silk cassocks, with a thirty-six-petal white lotus flower printed on the skirt, and two ribbons hanging from the lotus hat. Embroidered with these two poems are "silt originates from the chaos, and the white lotus appears in the prosperous age".
These fighters are the most elite and most mysterious "White Lotus Army" in Motianling, and also the Dharma Guardian Army of the White Lotus Sect. The degree of suspicion of the "Old School" has reached a high level.
At this time, in front of the courtyard, there was a coffin, and the "Wonderful Swordsman" Song Qing'an was lying in the coffin, his face was covered with a silk scarf embroidered with white lotus flowers, covering his unrepentant face .
Originally, "Motianling" had a mourning hall near the abode, but these "believers" obviously did not intend to place Song Qing'an's body with those non-believers, so they specially built a memorial hall here. tower.
Five meters away from the outside of the coffin, there was a huge oil pot. The fire and dry wood under the pot were crackling, and the hot oil in the pot was bubbling with smoke.
Twenty-four warriors on duty were pushed down in front of the frying pan. They were all trembling with fright, but they didn't dare to say anything more. The lunatic obviously does not intend to let it go, and the two old bosses seem to be their last resort...
"Golden Ring of Fire" Kong Xiang, at this moment, was wandering around the field like a villain, laughing from time to time looking at the ordinary gangsters kneeling in front of him, watching these people trembling in awe, Kong Xiang felt very strange There is a sense of superiority in the power of life and death, and he sneers from time to time, with obvious complacency and irony in his eyes.
…
Above the hall, heated debates can be heard endlessly.
One side is "Pig Iron Buddha" Yin Kong, and the other is "Sai Huo Monkey" Huang Kui...
At this time, "Sai Huo Monkey" Huang Kui was furious because of "Pig Iron Buddha" Yin Kong's idea of executing all the gang members on duty!
"... What nonsense logic, we have already killed a master, but we still want the elite of the mansion to be buried with him? These brothers went through life and death for the gang and made great contributions. Why are they sentenced to death for such inexplicable crimes?"
Monk Yinkong let out a strange cry and roared angrily: "They neglected their duties, they neglected their duties, and caused Teacher Song to die. They should be put in a pot of oil. Compared with Teacher Song's life, even if they are buried with the whole family, they are not enough!"
The "Pig Iron Buddha" Yin Kong may not be considered as the last member of the White Lotus Sect, but because of his fanaticism, he quickly became one with the followers of the White Lotus Sect, defending the interests of the White Lotus Sect at all times, and will never let go of any time to prove his loyalty to the sect degree of behavior. This time "Wonderful Swordsman" Song Qing'an died in vain, he was very indignant and used other lives to prove his fanaticism and loyalty.
Yin Kong's performance here, the other warriors except the White Lotus Sect nod their heads, and everyone else frowned. Although Motianling is a fake signboard of the White Lotus Sect, its disciples can't treat ordinary believers as human beings.
Compared with the "Dawei Tiande King"'s reuse of non-believers, these disciples and grandchildren of the White Lotus Sect treat non-believers extremely harshly. They felt that these non-believers were not worthy of such attention, and they executed non-believers who violated the rules with the teachings of the White Lotus Sect, which made the conflict between the two factions even more serious.
The same is true at this time, Song Qing'an's death, although the guards have this unshirkable responsibility, but this crime is definitely not a crime of death. Just found an excuse to vent.
"You fucking fart!" Huang Kui was furious, "If according to what you said, everyone who drank and had fun with Mr. Song last night was guilty..."
Huang Kui's furious words were like a hornet's nest. All the masters of the "Believers" line raised their eyebrows and raised their eyes. They slammed on the seats one by one, shouting and cursing loudly.
"presumptuous!"
"Bold!"
"court death!"
…
Sitting on the side seat, the fiercest "Red Lantern Swordsman" Lou Hongzhao touched the hilt of his sword and was about to strike, but was held down by the "Pulong Swordsman" Yan Kongcheng next to him, and then said coldly to Huang Kui: " Teacher Huang, pay attention to your words... You are not capable of controlling your subordinates, at least you must control your mouth!"
"Sporting Monkey" Huang Kuina is also a well-known fierce character in the world. Even if he took refuge in Motianling, he didn't come here to be a slave to others.
Hearing the words of the flight attendant Yan, his face changed drastically, his eyes were fierce, and he said through gritted teeth: "Teacher Yan is speaking in human language? I didn't hear clearly. If you have the guts, can you say it again?"
With a choking sound, at least three of the "Ten Swords of Wusheng" drew their long swords, and behind Huang Kui on the opposite side, three or four people stood up immediately, with expressions that you dare to try.
"Enough, enough!"
"No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan, who had been sitting on the main seat, finally shouted loudly, with a heartbroken look, and said in a deep voice: "We are all members of our own family, how can we blame each other when something happens!?"