The villain's daily corpse collection

Lu Ying, the waiter who had left the table early beside the woman in brocade clothes, came back and came forward with a maid.

The maid was none other than the survivor in An Zhongyan's tent. The maid was brought to the woman in brocade clothes. She was very cautious and did not dare to look up at these important people.

"Raise your head, don't be afraid." The brocade-dressed woman said gently, "Tell me, what happened in the tent before?"

"To answer your question, Princess, before in the mansion... the young master... was killed." The maid's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes met with the woman in brocade clothes, but she did not dodge.

"Who... killed him?"

"That man is not a mortal, he is a god." said the maid.

Everyone was in an uproar, and many people looked at Huo Feng intentionally or unintentionally.

Who does this testimony benefit? Apart from Lord Huo Feng of Tianhemen, are there any other gods?

But Huo Feng looked calm and even seemed to be smiling kindly at the maid.

Chun He saw something was wrong, but couldn't put her finger on it. She saw that many people were shaken by the mention of the word "God", so she spoke to calm the situation: "There are so many gods in heaven, don't believe everything you hear. Are you all fence-sitters who have become spirits?"

Could it be that person who did it... Manager An's heart tightened. If it was really him, it would be really troublesome.

Manager An stepped forward and asked, "Can you see the man's face clearly?"

The maid glanced at the princess, and seeing that she had no intention of stopping her, she carefully replied, "White hair, tall... I can't see her face clearly."

Manager An was nervous. Every word seemed to describe that person. He had not appeared in the plan to resurrect the Lord from beginning to end. Could he have been following secretly all along?

But that person said he would not come down the mountain, so it must not be him.

Manager An said sternly: "This matter involves a lot of people. If I find out that you told a lie -"

The maid was terrified and shouted to prove herself: "I never lied, or I will die a miserable death!"

Chun He comforted her, "My Xuan Sect is located in the mortal world. What we need to do is to do our best to maintain the eternal prosperity of righteousness. I, Zhenren Chen Qing, am here and will never let anyone hurt you." The maid looked at Chun He with gratitude.

"Manager An, since this is a misunderstanding and our mission has been completed, we should return to the sect." She looked at the Second Sect Master of Congshan who had never spoken, "Thank you for coming to witness the resurrection of the Lord of Tianhe Sect. I will come to thank you later on my way back." The other four elders went to the back to remove the barrier.

Just as the Second Sect Leader of Congshan was about to respond, Chief Steward An interrupted him: "This matter is not over yet, Great Elder, she is just a slave..."

"It's not over yet," Huo Feng stepped forward and interrupted Chief Steward An. "Seeing is believing. Young Master An died strangely. We have to see it with our own eyes to know the truth. Was it because of my resurrection that he died, or was there some other reason? If it was because of me, then what I said before still counts."

Chun Hyuk gasped when he heard this.

Is the God's character so unpredictable? Why is he so determined to sacrifice his life? Could it be true that, as the rumors say, God always likes to sacrifice himself to save the people?

Manager An felt that Huo Feng's words and actions were very strange from the beginning, and when he heard them again, he didn't know how to respond.

He walked straight up to the woman in brocade clothes and said, "Princess! The young master is your only son, my proud student, and the eldest son of the family! He has now died in unclear circumstances. Even if you are cold-hearted, even if you don't consider the family, you must plan for the young master's funeral!" His tone was full of complaints, except for advice.

"Everyone is dead, what can I do? Why don't you ask them how to revive An Zhongyan, and then tell me the rest."

Butler An knew that the princess never asked about household affairs, was always silent in the mansion, and was not close to her husband and son, so it was really hard to guess what she was thinking.

Although she had long understood that she was a poor victim of political marriage by marrying into the Yangyue An family away from her hometown, she had been married for 20 years after all, and even the coldest heart should have warmed up after having a legitimate eldest son, and she should not be so indifferent about this matter.

Chief Steward An said resolutely: "Since the princess doesn't care about the young master, then I will make the decision on this matter."

With a gesture, several disciples in black Taoist robes drew their swords and pointed them at Huo Feng. The eldest brother of Tianhe Sect also led the other disciples to fight. There was a flash of swords and shadows on the field, and the battle was in chaos.

The second leader of Congshan took the opportunity to take four or five disciples with him and hide under a tent nearby for safety.

Suddenly I turned around and saw that there was someone hiding here.

Wang Wei smiled at him and said, "Hello, can you lend me your sword?"

As he spoke, he cast a spell and drew out the sword behind the Second Sect Leader and threw it out. The sword flew like lightning and attacked towards the direction of the woman in brocade clothes.

Manager An was caught in the melee. He blocked the attack of the disciple in Bamboo Green Taoist uniform with a sword. He looked up and saw the direction the sword was heading. He paused for a moment but did not make a move to stop it.

The four servants beside the brocade-dressed woman were somehow slow to react. Seeing the long sword stabbing at the princess, they were horrified and prepared to step forward to block the sword.

But the next moment, the sword was firmly fixed in front of the woman in brocade clothes by a force.

She stood still, staring at the sword in front of her, without even blinking.

Then, the long sword flew above her as if it was controlled. With a swing in the air, a sharp white light flashed in a few moments, splitting the dozen large flags of the An family into pieces.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and both sides stopped fighting and returned to their positions. They all turned their eyes to the inconspicuous tent at the side.

When the second leader of Congshan saw the situation, he immediately waved his hand to indicate that it was not him, and pointed to the woman who suddenly appeared next to him.

"Thank you."

Wang Wei was not annoyed that he betrayed him. Instead, he turned around and smiled, then put the sword back into the scabbard behind him.

Facing everyone's gaze, she walked forward slowly, stepping on the thin snow step by step. The flying snow from the sky quickly covered her footprints, as if no one had ever left.

She was tall and straight, with white hair flying like snow, swaying in the mountains and fields, as if blending into everything. But the green and red feathered clothes on her body were particularly bright under the snow, making her feel out of this world.

The plain veil on her face did not move in the wind, but quietly concealed some secrets that could not be told for the time being. But those eyes, when they met hers for a moment, were thrilling. I don't know if it was because she was too beautiful, or if it aroused the deepest fear in my heart.

She opened her red lips and said, "I... killed him."

Manager An recalled the maid's testimony: "White hair, tall, and unclear face..."

At first he thought that it was the old monster who had lived in Tianhemen for who knows how long who had come out, but he didn't expect that it was someone else, it turned out to be this woman.

He was extremely sad and painful to lose his most proud student. Moreover, this man was the eldest son of the prince, the only heir to take over the Yangyue An family's hereditary succession in the future, and he would continue to be the only vassal king in the world, with power over all people.

As for the Xuanmen Lin'an Palace, which had been divided into two parts earlier, he had already planned to take it under the command of the young master as soon as the opportunity arose.

Whether in the court or in the martial arts world, the power of the Yangyue An family is so great! But he never thought that this trip would accidentally cost the young master his life.

When he saw An Zhongyan's body, he knew that this matter was not simple.

He was cut off his arms, strangled, and finally died from a sword piercing his heart. But with his strength, it was impossible to kill him so easily. The killer must be several times stronger than him, and there should have been a mechanism in the government account to record everything that happened, but that mechanism was destroyed by someone, it seems premeditated.

He speculated that it must be the work of the Tianhe Sect. They had tried everything to revive the God, so it was not impossible that they really wanted to steal the Heaven and change his life. Moreover, once the young master died, the An family would definitely stop for a while, and the Tianhe Sect had a genuine God sitting in charge, so it would be easy for them to grow and develop.

As one of the three major sects, Tianhe Sect is far behind Lin'an Palace and Congshan in terms of resources. It is not unreasonable to say that it has been coveting this matter for a long time.

Therefore, he must not sit and wait for death. Even if the young master is gone, he must fight for the Yangyue An family!

Whether a mortal succeeds or fails in killing a god, it always makes people want to give it a try.

But just when it seemed that the plan was about to be completed, the real culprit showed up. Who was this person? Was he arranged to take the blame?

Chief Steward An said in a bad tone: "Who are you? How dare you act rashly in front of the An family of Yangyue and chop down the flag of our clan? What crime should you be punished for!"

Wang Wei ignored him, she walked forward, nodded slightly to Huo Feng and Chun He, Chun He smiled back. She saw clearly that the woman chopped down more than a dozen huge banners with half a sword, her strength was unfathomable.

However, it was really refreshing to see Manager An’s extremely angry expression.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Wei, Huo Feng felt the power in his body moving strangely. The fog suddenly turned into a rainstorm and began to release power massively. He suppressed it forcefully so that others did not notice the abnormality.

He looked at Wang Wei, and for some reason, he felt a familiar yet strange aura from her, as if it came from a long time ago, when he was still alive.

A few fragmentary images flashed through his mind. He closed his eyes and saw the last sight of this world - in the blur of chaos, a silhouette with colors of green and red passed by. Under the shining of the red-gold afterglow, it was warm, dazzling, yet chilling.

Huo Feng slowly came back to his senses and saw Wang Wei standing in front of him, also with his back to him, but the strange feeling that had just flashed by disappeared.

She stood in front of him and protected him?

Ever since Huo Feng woke up, he often felt that he could not keep up with this rapidly developing world.

"I... I'm not a big shot. I just see injustice and lend my sword to help." Wang Wei shrugged. She imitated others and changed the way she chose words.

Manager An frowned: "You are lying. You are obviously in the same group. Are you taking the blame for him?"

"The girl said it was me who killed him. There are no deaf or blind people present here, so everyone should have heard and seen it clearly." Wang Wei looked around, and Manager An was not giving up, "Who would believe what a slave said? I think she has been bribed by you guys a long time ago!"

Wang Wei raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised: "You guessed this, amazing, you really deserve to be the chief steward of the first family." Her tone was perfunctory, her expression was fussy, and she even gave him a thumbs up. Everyone looked at her attitude and tone, and it was really hard to tell whether it was true or false.

"You!" Manager An could no longer tolerate her frivolous behavior. "Since you killed him, I will use your head as a sacrifice to the An family!"

"The head is on your neck, if you need it, just come and get it. Don't just ask for everything. You just wanted the life of the Lord of God, and now you want my head. Do you really think you are a beggar?"

She stroked her cheek with one hand to indicate that the head was there, and held a snow-white fairy-like whisk in the other hand. The picture looked very... fragmented.

However, these few words and small actions made An Zongguan angry again. He had never been provoked like this before. He waved his hand fiercely, signaling his disciples to attack, and he also raised his sword and attacked Wang Wei directly.

Wang Wei turned around and looked at Huo Feng. Huo Feng was frightened by her stare and was at a loss for a moment. Suddenly, he felt that the strange power in his body began to stir again.