"Ye Wangxi is not a man at all."
"… "
After a few moments of silence, there was a sudden uproar!
All the guests in the hall turned pale, all eyes were on Ye Wangxi, Ye Wangxi lowered his face, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
Not a man? !
This handsome and tall young man is actually... a girl
This sentence is like dripping water into a wok, and a heat wave is set off in an instant. Someone gasped for air, and then the buzzing words and splashes of boiling oil exploded the pot.
"Ye Wangxi is a daughter?"
"God... how could..."
"No wonder Nangong Si didn't blame her just now. He clearly knows about this! Then Song Qiutong just..."
"It's all for self-protection and framing others!"
"This is too sinister! If you don't do it, you don't do it. Why do you blame others in order to clear your name?"
"But I still don't believe it. How could Ye Wangxi be a woman? I can't tell at all..."
A cold light flashed in Nangong Liu's eyes, staring at the dark eyes exposed by the man in black, and said, "Sir, don't lie, where did you get the evidence—"
"If you don't feel guilty, release Nangong Si." The man in black said, "Fortunately, although Linglang has a wild temperament, he is still a gentleman, not as ruthless as you are."
"… "
Seeing a layer of greasy sweat floating on Nangong Liu's face, and clenching his fists without saying a word, the man in black said coldly, "Why, let it go."
Nangong Liu Fuxiu said, "It's not enough to discipline an unworthy son in a mere way, and I can't tolerate an outsider, Mr.
He said this, although he never admitted that what the man in black said was true, but everyone knew it like a mirror in their hearts. Those who didn't believe the words of the man in black couldn't help but shake their minds and looked at Ye Wangxi again. That handsome face wanted to find out the clues that she was a woman.
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said loudly: "Sect Master Nangong, this is your fault."
Everyone looked back, Mei Hanxue was dressed in fox fur, graceful and luxurious, standing in a light and shadow with a smile, and said: "Miss Ye is very heroic, but she is an uncompromising daughter, and the head of the sect is immortal. As a man, you should be sympathetic to fragrance and jade, and as an elder, you should be more generous and kind. How can you bully a girl's family like this in order not to lose the face of the Confucianism?"
He said, walked slowly to the front of the hall, smiled and said: "My little nephew is not ashamed, I once had a relationship with Miss Ye in Peach Blossom Spring, and at that time I felt that she was sassy and heroic, different from Fufeng weak Liu, I liked it in my heart, but what little nephew She was stupid, but her words offended Miss Ye, which made her feel disgusted and quarreled with her little nephew. After learning about Miss Ye's great tricks, she couldn't help but sighed that the Confucianism sect had really produced many heroes, and the female cultivator was also very skilled, and she was also Miss Ye's teacher. The sect applauded secretly, but today I saw the head of the sect Xianjun act... Oh, I feel that Huanghuang Confucianism is not worthy of such a proud face."
"...Mei Xianjun, you and Ye Wangxi have only one relationship with Ye Wangxi, and it is human nature to misunderstand." Nangong Liu's face was dark, but his lips were still biting into a smile, and he said, "Read the snow in Kunlun. For the sake of the palace, I don't care about you, so don't look away."
His words were no longer as calm and calm as before.
The man in black chuckled lightly, "Young Master Mei's romantic name is known all over the world. If he can't tell whether a person is a man or a woman, I'm afraid there will be no other person in the world who can tell."
When Nangong Liu heard him say this, he couldn't help burning with anger, and said sternly: "Sir, he just accused Ye Wangxi of insulting Song Qiutong, but now he said that Ye Wangxi was a woman. Qingzheng, ruin the reputation of my sect!"
The man in black said, "If I don't do this, how can I let Young Master Nangong see Miss Song's true temperament? If he marries the wrong person, it will be disgusting for most of his life."
"But what you just said was justified! What's more, if Ye Wangxi was a woman, how did the cinnabar on Song Qiutong's wrist disappear?"
"Ask her, ask me what to do." The man in black sneered, "What's more, you have thousands of male disciples up and down your Confucianism sect. If you cross-examine one by one, you will definitely find a satisfactory answer."
This matter is about the face of Confucianism, so everyone was silent, no one said a word, but the contempt and curiosity in his eyes could not be hidden, Nangong Liu only felt a thorn in his back in such eyes, he stood there. After a while, he suddenly turned his head and shouted at Ye Wangxi, "Come here!"
"… "
"You said to yourself, did Miss Song wrong you?" Nangong Liu stared at Ye Wangxi's face, he was gambling, and he was holding the most important chip in his hand. He knew that Ye Wangxi had a deep affection for his son, and he definitely didn't want the reputation of the Confucianism sect to fall apart, "Tell everyone who you are!"
Ye Wangxi has always been obedient. From childhood to adulthood, he was the most obedient piece on his chessboard.
He even clearly remembered that when Ye Wangxi was thirteen years old, he was ordered to come to the splendid Confucianism Gate Hall.
The door was closed, and there were only the two of them.
He sat on the cold seat and looked down. The thirteen-year-old girl had not yet made her hair. She was wearing a small green jacket with satin in her braids and a small silver bracelet on her hand.
He smiled and said to her, "Forget the past, I called you here today, and you already know what it means."
Ye Wangxi knelt down and knelt down: "Yes, your lord."
"Your adoptive father was seriously injured many times before, and his muscles and bones were damaged. He is no longer suitable to be the commander of the dark guard. You are his adopted daughter and Si'er's childhood sweetheart. I can't trust other people, but I can only trust you."
Ye Wangxi didn't get up, and still lay quietly on the ground, with a slender neck exposed under the bun, like a lamb slaughtered by its neck.
Nangong Liudao: "You are extremely talented, and your future is immeasurable. I have the intention to plant you as the leader of the secret guard of the Confucianism sect, and to lead one of the seventy-two cities in the future. In this way, you can not only share the worries of your adoptive father, but also Can become Si'er's right-hand man. From then on, he is in the bright, you are in the dark, and we will inherit the glory of Confucianism for a hundred years."
He paused.
"However, if you don't want to, that's fine. Your adoptive father can support you for a while, and I'll find out if there are more suitable candidates. After all, this matter is too much sacrifice for you, I know it in my heart, you don't need to. reluctantly."
After Nangong Liu finished speaking, he changed his posture on the high seat and waited peacefully. This girl has no father, no mother, no support, and he has full confidence in his heart, and he waits for her to nod.
In the end, Ye Wangxi straightened her back, and she looked at him quietly.
For a moment, Nangong Liu felt shivering, as if his plans and smirks were seen through by this girl, but the next moment, Ye Wangxi said: "My life was given by my adoptive father, in order to repay my father's kindness, I will. Nothing is unwilling."
Nangong Liujing paused for a moment and sighed, "What is wrong with you?"
Ye Wangxi said calmly and indifferently: "It's me who should thank the Honorable Lord, my eyes are so bright."
Nangong Liu's words changed: "However, Confucianism has always been superior to men and inferior to women, and women have always been weak and powerless, and they are all women's benevolence. Only as a man in this world can you conquer the crowd and be worthy of commanding a city. Forget the past, You're so smart, you should know what to do."
Ye Wangxi was silent for a moment, and in front of Nangong Liu, she took off the silver bracelet on her hand and the ribbon on her plait with a cold expression, and then she took off her coat, leaving only the pure white coat. After doing all this, she let down her braids again, turned them into ponytails, and tied them up high. The sun shines in and shines on her, her back is tall and straight, and her expression is resolute. Although she is still young, her temperament is like pine and cypress.
"Not bad." Nangong Liu reminded her without leaking, "You should dress like this in the future, but don't forget, there is still a voice."
Ye Wangxi drooped her eyelashes, and she had noticed from the time she came in that a pair of golden scissors had been placed in front of her seat.
She picked up the pair of scissors and wiped it down her throat with a hard blow.
Blood dripping.
"The old sound is annihilated, and it will not change for life."
She slowly spit out the eight-character mantra, then closed her eyes and threw the scissors in front of the table.
The bloodstains on the scissors were mottled, Nangong Liu stared at it for a while and said, "Okay, okay. From now on, you are the successor of the leader of the dark city, Ye Gongzi of the Confucianism Sect, even if it is Si'er, I will ask him to let you three Minute-"
Ye Wangxi opened his mouth, but it was already another juvenile voice.
"I beg your lord, from now on, don't let the foster father suffer alone again, I would like to share my worries for him."
Therefore, Nangong Liu knew Ye Wangxi too well.
It has been ten years since he learned the manners of a man without any leakage of water, and even took secret medicine every day when he was born, and tolerated the pain of the medicine alone, so that he has grown into a body that is more masculine today.
In his eyes, she is a dog raised by Confucianism, and she will never betray in order to repay the kindness of her upbringing.
Ten years ago, she cut her throat and shed blood and changed her voice forever.
Today, she will not disappoint him either.
He bet Ye Wangxi would help him.
As long as Ye Wangxi said "I'm not a woman", what if everyone didn't believe it
The man in black obviously thought so too. He took two steps forward, stood in front of Ye Wangxi, raised his hand to block her way, and said, "Nangong Liu, Miss Ye has exhausted all her efforts and sacrifices for your Confucianism. , now that you can't argue, do you still want to sacrifice the rest of her life?"
Nangong Liuzheng was about to speak again. Suddenly, in the night sky in the distance, an orange-red light spot rose into the sky and exploded suddenly—someone caught the spirit-horned deer.
However, in the face of this Confucian style secret, it doesn't matter who the deer dies, and no one cares who gets the second place. Everyone's eyes are still firmly locked in the center of the hall, where the tables and chairs are on the ground, and the number of cases Broken in two, the mysterious black-clothed master was lying between Nangong Liu and Ye Wangxi. Tonight, the groom was trapped in the barrier by his father, while the bride knelt on the ground, her face covered with tears and sobbing.
It was too unexpected, from accusing fornication, to husband and wife turning against each other, and then to the daughter, and now the head of the Confucianism sect refused to admit it. This lively event, I am afraid that in three or five years, it will be the talk of people in teahouses and restaurants.
Who would care about those three poor deer
Therefore, no one noticed a dark red hole that was slowly cracking open in the sky above the dense forest, until the sound of fireworks suddenly sounded one after another, and the birds in the forest were startled and fled to the depths of the night, until the twenty flowers sent a message. The fireworks exploded at the same time, turning the night into a sea of Asura blood.
The people in the Shile Hall suddenly realized that something was wrong, and they rushed to the guardrail to see—
"what happened?"
"Why did everyone's fireworks go off together?"
"Look! Up in the sky! What is that?"
“… Heavenly Crack!!!”
"It's a crack!!"
In an instant, the hall was dead silent, followed by exclamations and screams: "The ghost world is cracked! How can there be a ghost world crack in the upper repair world!"
"On the Hunting Forest Garden!"
"Senior brother! My brother is still there!"
"sister!!"
The crowd was like a fish swimming in a pond, and Wuyang was densely packed into one place, panic and shock were the bait thrown into the pond, causing a wave of excitement. At this time, I can't care about any sect scandals, the world is full of secrets, and Nangong Liu is probably trying to save face, and shouted with loudspeaker: "Don't be surprised, everyone, it's just a ghost world, and everyone is in the door of Confucianism, Nangong Liu will never harm the guests!"
Saying that, he waved his hand to summon his own saber, stepped on the bright blue hilt, and Yujian stood in the hunting night wind.
"The five-line guards of the Confucianism Sect, immediately follow me to the jungle to investigate, and the rest of the elders and disciples will guard the Shiletai and ensure the guests are safe!"
After he said that, as if to escape the interrogation of the man in black, he led five guards and hurried away to Yujian in the direction of Xiaoyue School Field, but the wedding banquet was a mess, but he didn't even want to clean up.
"It's good, how could this happen all of a sudden?"
"Yeah, there has never been a ghost world in the upper repair world. What the hell is going on here?"
On the terrace inlaid with beads and inlaid jade, people are panicking. These monks in the upper cultivation world are used to being pampered on weekdays. Facing the intruding ghost world, they are more afraid than responsible. It’s fine for them to kill a single big monster, but the sky crack is different. If the crack is the upper layer of hell, and ordinary ghosts come out, then it’s fine, but if it cracks like Caidie Town changed five years ago, it cracks. It's Infernal Hell—
They shivered, thinking that the masters like Chu Wanning died in the fierce battle, and everyone could not help themselves, crowding on the edge of the scarlet ridge, looking at the scarlet cracks in the sky in the distance.
Chu nightning got up and said to Xue Zhengyi: "Master, the color of this crack is not right. After the crack, it is most likely to be the last few layers of hell. I don't worry about Xue Meng and them, I will also go and see."
After saying that, Yuebai Huafu swept up from the ground and walked straight to Langan. Under the amazed eyes of everyone, she jumped on the blue tile eaves next to her and quickly walked away.
"Yuheng!" Xue Zhengyi was about to call him, but Chu Wanning had disappeared into the dark night.
He cursed secretly, and wanted to jump down, but someone grabbed his shoulder. When he turned his head and faced a grinning bronze mask, the man in black patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Uncle, you are here to guard your aunt, and I am with you over there, so don't worry. "
Xue Zhengyi was shocked: "burning-"
The man in black raised his hand, put it lightly on his lips, and shook his head.
"..." Xue Zhengyi never thought that the man in black would actually be burning, and the burning didn't wait for him to ask any more questions, he supported Langan with one hand, leaping into the darkness like a falcon, his cloak The surging, rolling like ink, disappeared behind the same vault with Chu nightning after a while.
"Master!"
Mo Ran Qinggong ran halfway along the eaves, too slow, and summoned a sword that had a contract with him, and Yu Jian quickly caught up with Chu Wanning.
He raised his hand, lifted his mask, and pushed the hideous bronze to his forehead, revealing a handsome face: "Wait for me."
Chu nightning's eyes suddenly widened: "Why are you?"
"Come up, I'll take Shizun Yujian over, and I'll talk to Shizun on the way."
Chu nightning held the hand he stretched out, raised his foot, and landed firmly on the sword, and then wanted to let go of the ink, but the thick and rough hand tightened. The ink burned standing behind him, and as soon as he spoke, the scorching breath that belonged to a young man was on the back of his ear, and in the rushing and cold night wind, it seemed more and more hot.
The ink burned: "This sword is too strong, it flies fast, and the master is fast."
The two of them were riding the wind with swords, and Chu nightning asked: "Everything in the hall of Fangcai is calculated by you?"
"Well. I have been walking in the rivers and lakes these years, and I have heard a lot of things related to Song Qiutong." Mo Ran said, "Although she does not have the courage to do the big evil of killing the city, she is a full-throated person. If She really married Nangong Si, and later became the young master's wife of the Confucianism sect, I am afraid this sect will be much worse than it is now."
Chu nightning said: "Confucianism will not be worse than it is now."
After he finished speaking, he frowned, and then glanced at the black cloak that burned with ink, and he had doubts in his heart: "...Speaking of which, how do you know that Ye Wangxi is a girl?"