All the villains are madly criticizing, only the younger sister is funny

Chapter 123 Ye Linglong, You Don't Talk About Martial Virtue

"Little Junior Sister, what you say makes sense, but if we take the opportunity to hurt people and seize treasures, isn't that unethical?"

"Fifth senior brother, if the opponent is a good person, then we are indeed despicable and shameless. But if the opponent is a big villain, we are doing harm to the people! You think, you are using your wisdom to prevent an evil cultivator from seizing treasures and becoming stronger, right? Is it great?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, while Lu Baiwei and Luo Yanzhong's eyes lit up.

There is nothing wrong with this statement, and it is even very exciting.

They are still discussing here, He Zaiting and He Lianfang have already searched the entire second floor.

"There are no continuation beads on the second floor, let's go to the third floor to have a look."

"Ok."

After all, He Zaiting assembled the team and walked to the third floor, Ye Linglong and the others followed behind.

Seeing that He Zaiting and the others had already climbed the stairs on the third floor, Luo Yanzhong quickly got up and ran to the shelves on the second floor to get things. Anyway, if he didn't take them, the people who came to Zheyun City later would be swept away.

Rather than taking advantage of others, it is better to take it for yourself.

Seeing his quick hands and feet loading things, Ye Linglong also went back to pick them up, so Lu Baiwei, who was not short of money, looked excited and quickly joined the team.

Seeing the two junior sisters gradually becoming bandits, Mu Xiaoran: ...

Seeing that everyone's competition was fierce, Ye Linglong released the fat head and long ears from the ring, and gave the fat head a sack, and the fat head knew how to do the work.

Not only that, but she also released Zhaocai. Although Zhaocai can't pick up things, wherever it goes, the other two people will turn around and run away.

"Ye Linglong, you don't talk about martial arts!" Luo Yanzhong shouted excitedly.

"Junior Sister, I'll just pick it up and play with it, and I'll give you everything I pick up." Lu Baiwei said.

"Fortune, you just follow Luo Yanzhong."

……

Luo Yanzhong was so angry that he ran away, grabbing the box while running.

"Why don't you come up? What are you doing down there?"

When He Zaiting's voice came, the expressions of the people below became tense, and Luo Yanzhong, who was running away, was frightened and accidentally bumped into the pillar.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoran who was standing at the stairs raised his head calmly to respond.

"Luo Yanzhong was bewitched again just now, and the two junior sisters are saving him."

"Bewitched? Is it serious?"

"I hit my head against a pillar a few times, but I'm still alive."

"Then hurry up."

"Ok."

Soon, the second floor was swept clean, and the four of them followed He Zaiting's team.

When they came up, He Lianfang turned his head and saw that Luo Yanzhong had a bruise on his forehead, and he frowned in disgust.

"idiot."

……

Really, I, Luo Yanzhong, shouldn't be so miserable.

The third floor of the attic is still brightly lit, clean and tidy, it seems that Ye Rongyue and the others have not reached this position yet.

There are still many shelves on the third floor, and He Zaiting and He Lianfang started to search for them on the third floor again.

After briefly flipping through the box, they went to look for the mechanism on the third floor. After checking here and there, there was still no progress, so they went up to the fourth floor.

As soon as they went up to the fourth floor, Lucky Fat Head and Chang Er started to work again, Luo Yanzhong still robbed as much as he could, if he couldn't grab it, he hurried to Mu Xiaoran's place and waited, anyway, Zhao Cai would not be close to Qingxuanzong's fellow disciples.

"Brother Mu, are you really so noble, don't you take a little?"

When this question was asked, Luo Yanzhong was completely out of his mind and purely talkative, and soon he paid a heavy price for his talkativeness.

Because when sweeping the fourth floor, Mu Xiaoran pushed Luo Yanzhong and pushed him to the fourth or fifth floor.

"Brother Luo, I'm actually not that noble, I just need someone to watch over me."

After Mu Xiaoran finished speaking, he turned around and jumped back to the fourth floor, joining the sweeping army.

Ye Linglong saw that only Qingxuanzong's own people were left on the fourth floor, so she simply put away Zhao Cai so as not to affect the speed of her brothers and sisters.

Standing on the stairs, he could only watch them sweeping away, but he couldn't touch anything, and Luo Yanzhong, who had to receive He Zaiting and the others' looking back from time to time: ...

No matter how much he talks, he is a dog.

"strangeness."

When He Zaiting raised a question, He Lianfang and the others joined him.

At this time, Ye Linglong and the three of them who had finished the sweep also reached the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is different from all the floors below. What is placed here are not items, but countless spirit cards at a glance.

A candle is lit next to each spirit card, and the candles that have been burning for many years are still illuminating the spirit cards next to them.

Most of the names on the spirit cards are Yan's surname, and each spirit card has a sword inserted behind it, and each sword has been taken care of very cleanly.

This is like a combination of a mourning hall and a sword mound. It seems that after everyone in the banquet mansion dies, their swords will be brought back here and placed with their own tablets.

When Ye Linglong came up, she heard He Zaiting's "strange" sound, so she followed He Zaiting's line of sight as soon as she came up.

I saw a sword stuck in the deepest and farthest part of the mourning hall. That sword was different from other clean swords. into the mourning hall.

Not only that, but there is a faint aura lingering on the blade of that sword, which is stronger than other swords and looks very special.

The word Yan Zhenchuan was written on the tablet of that sword. These three characters were also different from the neatly engraved fonts on other spiritual tablets. It was written on it with blood.

Ye Linglong inexplicably felt a little familiar with the flamboyant handwriting.

"Yan Zhenchuan is the last head of the Yan family and the last head of Zheyun City. After the destruction of Zheyun City, there is no news about him. It is speculated that he should have died in Yanfu." Luo Yanzhong followed the young man behind him. partner introduced.

"Then, from this point of view, he should indeed have died in the banquet mansion, during the extermination of the family in the banquet mansion more than ten years ago." Mu Xiaoran said.

"But this is very strange. Since everyone died together, why would someone pick up his sword back into the mourning hall and set up a spirit card for him?" Lu Baiwei scratched her head.

"This means that there was one survivor in the tragedy that year." Ye Linglong said.

"Survivor? Then why hasn't he appeared for so many years?"

"Maybe he has difficulties, maybe he is the murderer."

When Ye Linglong said this, the others were surprised.

"That's destroying the city overnight! How can one person do something that no force can do?"

"What if the survivor or the murderer is the old friend of the Lord Yan?"

"Then he can't destroy the city overnight."

Ye Linglong frowned slightly, she had a strange thought.

"Have you ever thought about why there are so many evil spirits in Zheyun City?"

The other three were taken aback.

"also?"

"Oh, you don't know how my family got rich."

When the others were still about to ask, there was a movement in front of them.

Helian walked over to Yan Zhenchuan's spiritual tablet, and then reached out to grab the sword left by Yan Zhenchuan.

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