God catches no trace

Chapter 152

Chapter 37: Description

Seeing her eyes, Sang Wuhen felt a sudden inexplicable pain in his heart.

Where is the mood to chase?

For a while, I stayed.

Sixu was thinking a lot all of a sudden.

He clearly remembered that in Qingping Town, the maidservant Ju Ye said: If you want to see a lady's face, you must be her husband.

Those few words he said when he left just now made it obvious that he hated me for tearing off the black veil.But, it was a complete accident, no one expected it.

"Brother Sang, are they running away?"

At this time, Li Qiuyu had already come up and stood beside him, looking at Sang Wuhen who looked confused, and asked in surprise.

"Yeah." An extremely listless and perfunctory answer.

"You can't even catch anyone?"

Sang Wuhen gave a wry smile, and looked at her: "I'm not a fairy who can fly, they run so fast, it's not surprising that they didn't catch anything." After answering, he turned around and faced the skylight window, and said: "Go down."

Li Qiuyu nodded.

Inside the hall.

Hua Feixue and maid Liu Shuang were bandaging Long Daoqing's wounds.

Yan Fei's face was rosy, and he sat on the ground, pinching his knee joints with both hands.

The man and woman were leaning on the back of the bronze statue with painful expressions on their faces, their hands held vertically.

Obviously.

The "invisible hand" has broken the joints on their shoulders.

Sang Wuhen, who had just fallen down, swept away.

Then, facing Yan Fei, he spoke very politely, and said straight to the point: "This brother, I have fallen into my hands today, and I have a few questions I want to ask." Town "Yanyun" Inn, let's talk about the two lives."

Yan Fei remained silent, staring at his legs, as if he didn't hear.

"It seems that I am still very stubborn. Don't think that others don't know what you have done." Sang Wuhen said in a stern tone: "Tell me, who ordered you to kill Lord Fengyun of the Qinglong Sect?"

"Feixue, he, what is he talking about?" Long Daoqing who was sitting in the corner asked Hua Feixue in surprise when he heard the last sentence.He obviously didn't know the situation of his subordinates.

Hua Feixue's eyes turned red, and the smoke flew away with her hand. She choked and said, "Uncle, these two sisters have been killed by this guy at the Heshui Town Inn. I just wanted to report this letter to you from the main altar. On the way, and were captured by them.”

"Ah." After Long Daoqing confirmed it, his eyes widened, and then his face darkened, he shook his head, and said to himself: "It's really in line with the ancient saying, self-inflicted evil, you can't live."

"Uncle, what are you hiding from me?" Hua Feixue asked eagerly.

The conversation between the two caught Sang Wuhen's attention. He temporarily gave up on Yan Fei's confession, but turned around slightly: "Senior, by looking at your demeanor, you must know who is the spy in the "Qinglong Sect"?"

"You are wrong, there are no spies in my religion." Long Daoqing spoke slowly.

"Impossible." Sang Wuhen almost jumped up: "It can be said that no one knows the whereabouts of Venerable Fengyun except you, and this is enough to prove that there are spies inside, otherwise, the person surnamed Yan cannot be accurate." Kill them without fail and without hesitation."

"You are indeed smart and your analysis makes sense. However, you are really wrong."

"Uncle, tell me then." Hua Feixue was probably eager to know who it was and didn't want to hear too much nonsense.

"It was all my fault that Lord Fengyun lost his life." Long Daoqing seemed to answer, but also said to himself: "You can kill me, why do you want to destroy my "Qinglong Sect"."

Sang Wuhen and Hua Feixue looked at each other with helpless expressions.

Since you don't want to say anything, there's nothing anyone can do.It seems that his mind is a little confused at the moment.

what to do?If you want to hear a reply, there is no other way but the word "wait".

For a moment, everyone was silent.

a long time.

Long Daoqing broke the silence leisurely, but what he said made people feel like a fog.

This sentence was addressed to Li Qiuyu: "Girl, did you learn your "insulating" palm technique from Mei Xiangjun?"

"Senior, do you know my master?" She opened her eyes wide, never expecting someone to ask this suddenly.

"En." Long Daoqing sighed. "Everything is predestined."

"What do you mean?"

"You also know that Mei Xiangjun is nicknamed "Bei Dao" in the Jianghu. But why did you create your own "Insulation Palm"?"

This question, on the contrary, surprised Sang Wuhen who was listening. From Long Daoqing's tone, it can be concluded that he not only knew Mei Xiangjun, but also had a close friendship.But why Shang Yiyi, who has followed Mei Xiangjun for many years, didn't know about it, because if she knew, it's impossible for Yiyi not to tell me.

After thinking up to this point, I changed my mind and thought again: Well, it is possible that Mei Xiangjun concealed it from his apprentice.But why did Long Daoqing say these things for no reason now?What's the point?Maybe it's because they don't want to tell us who is destroying the "Qinglong Sect"?Deliberately gossiping, looking for other topics?However, he should be very clear about one thing: as long as the smoke flies in my hands, sooner or later I will know.Could it be...?
Sang Wuhen didn't dare to think about it any more, for fear that he wouldn't be able to think of a reason, and would be suspicious randomly.

"I don't know. Senior, please tell me." Li Qiuyu's voice pulled him back to the scene.

"For me, because she hated me, she abandoned the knife and created her own "insulating" palm technique." Long Daoqing's face was slightly painful.

"Insulation, insulation, could it be that the meaning of these two words is: break the insulation, and fight against you, senior?" Sang Wuhen took the topic.

"That's right. It also has another meaning. She would rather cut off all ties in the world and die alone."

"In this way, the senior did not live up to the deep affection of the master?" Li Qiuyu asked hesitantly.

"Oh, it's all my fault."

"Although it has nothing to do with the case, if senior is willing to talk about this past, we might as well listen to it." Sang Wuhen was very sincere.

"The case has nothing to do with it?" Long Daoqing smiled bitterly: "I have to talk about the past. Otherwise, I wouldn't take the initiative to ask this girl."

"Uncle, tell me."

"Knowing Mei Xiangjun is purely God's will. The matter can be traced back to 30 years ago. At that time, I was in my 20s. With some martial arts and youth and frivolity, I also made a breakthrough in the arena. A little fame, known as: "Ghost Shadow Sword. "One day, I received a letter from a friend named He Ziyu."

He Ziyu?He Tianzhu's father, oh, yes.Why Hua Feixue "sword invisible", must be his apprentice.

"The letter asked me to join forces to kill Han Timo, the demon from the Western Regions who is causing trouble in the world."

"That battle actually involved seniors?" "Sang Wuhen spoke with admiration.

"Yes, there were about twenty people at that time, all of whom were famous figures in the world, including Mr. Tragedy and Mr. Wangyou. Surprisingly, Mr. Mei Xiang was also among them."

"Master was not very old at that time." Li Qiuyu said.

"Yes, I was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and I went to war on behalf of my father. In that tragic battle, ten people were lost, and I was also seriously injured. After everyone's discussion, it was decided to let her take care of me to recuperate."

Could it be that love grows over time?Li Qiuyu thought for a moment.

(End of this chapter)