The leader is merciful, spare the life of the pavilion master

People in the Jianghu value friendship the most, although they only spent half a month with the Pavilion Master of Song Dynasty, since the incident with the third elder, the two of them have become close friends, Xue Ce naturally wanted to save them.

Tonight should be the most restless night in Jinli City.

The servants in the Song Mansion cried out and slammed the gate desperately, trying to get out of the sea of ​​flames, but the people outside had locked the door tightly from the outside to prevent the people inside from coming out.

Young Master Song is a ghost, but the servants of the Song Mansion are not.In order to prevent the evil spirits from mixing with the crowd and escaping, people did not hesitate to sacrifice the innocent lives of more than ten people in the Song Mansion in exchange for their own safety.

Mr. Langning looked proudly at the out-of-control fire, always paying attention to the movements in the mansion.

The remnants of the Yuanlong Sect must be hiding in the Song Mansion. It is impossible to extinguish the fire, and the gate is closed tightly. Their only way of escape is to climb over the wall.

At that time, I will quietly follow up, take his life, and make great contributions. The vacant position of elder must be my own.

The horse under Xue Ce was exhausted, and this was probably the fastest run in its life.

After the curfew, the gates of Jinli City were closed tightly. Xue Ce dismounted from his horse. With a little tiptoe, he jumped over the wall and rushed over the city wall in the blink of an eye to the Song Mansion.

Pavilion Master Song, don't worry!Xue Ce gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

There are only four or five members of Yuanlong Sect left now, and their strength is extremely weak, but Xue Ce never expected to be able to win over the quite powerful Golden Sparrow Pavilion.If Pavilion Master Song died in the fire tonight, he would naturally lose an ally, which would be very disadvantageous to him.

Therefore, Song Junchen must not die.

Mao Chun stood blankly in front of his son's bedroom, looking at the raging fire in front of him, his eyes were already red.

The fire here is obviously much bigger than other places.

Having made up his mind, he poured a bucket of cold water over his head, as if he was about to rush in.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow took a step ahead of him, kicked open the fragile door, flames burst out, and the man disappeared in the sea of ​​flames instantly.

"Pavilion Master Song!" Xue Ce covered his mouth and nose with one hand, while avoiding obstacles with the other hand, he struggled to find Song Junchen's figure in the flames and smoke, feeling extremely anxious.

He should have been sleeping when the accident happened, but the bed in the bedroom was so burned that he couldn't see the outline clearly.

Xue Ce's heart skipped a beat.

"I'm here..." Just as Xue Ce was about to despair, a weak cry came from the corner.

Xue Ce hurriedly followed the sound, only to see Song Junchen curled up in the bucket he used to bathe in, and the wooden products around him were thrown far away, just such a small place with no combustibles.He held the quilt to cover his head, to prevent himself from being hit by beams and tiles falling from the roof, and covered his mouth and nose with his wet sleeve, already drowsy.

Picking up the wet man, Xue Ce protected his head, and his figure shuttled like a ghost among the houses that were constantly collapsing and falling flames, and rushed out of the sea of ​​flames in just three blinks of an eye.

"Young master! How is it, young master?" Mao Chun hurriedly went to pick him up.

However, Xue Ce ignored him at all, hugged the person, performed lightness kung fu, jumped up the high wall, and disappeared into the night.

Maochun gritted his teeth and hurried to follow.

Appeared!Lord Langning stared closely at the two figures jumping on the roof not far away, one by one, and several disciples of Xuanpuzong who had been lying in ambush chased after them.

Xue Ce hugged the person in his arms tightly, and ran for a while in the cool night wind before gradually calming down. He stopped abruptly, and Mao Chun, who was behind him, also landed and stood behind him.

"Thank you, Master Xue, for your rescue!" Mao Chun clasped his fists.

Xue Ce stood there quietly without saying a word.Because he heard other people's footsteps, counting them down, there were seven or eight people, one of whom was an expert.

But for Xue Ce, only the first in the Jianghu rankings can be regarded as a master.

"The remnants of the Yuanlong Sect are indeed hiding in the Song Mansion." Lord Lang Ning twirled the dragon spear in his hand, sneered and looked at the two people surrounded by the circle in front of him, oh no, plus a half-dead person.

Xue Ce's eyes were as cold as moonlight.

"So you set the fire!" Maochun gritted his teeth.

"Obviously the common people let it go, so it's none of my business," Mr. Lang Ning said with an innocent look, "I will drive you all to death, and everyone expects it."

"You!" Mao Chun wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice beside him.

"Let's go together." The tone was flat, without any emotion, as if he was talking about a very common thing.

Lord Lang Ning snorted coldly, and immediately he was not polite, raised the dragon spear, and went straight to hit Huanglong.

The other seven disciples of Xuanpuzong rushed up with their swords up, Maochun drew out his soft sword and greeted them proudly.

Xue Ce glanced at the person in his arms, gently put him down and lay on the side, and when he raised his eyes again, his murderous intent surged.

The sword was out of its sheath, and under the moonlight, it was densely confronted with the Jiaolong Gun.

"I wanted to ask Jianghu No. [-] for advice earlier, Master Xue should be careful." Lord Lang Ning sneered, the gun in his hand was like a poisonous snake, and his moves were extremely fast and deadly.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to survive for three seconds under such swift and violent marksmanship.

But Xue Ce looked calm, raised his sword in front of his chest, and with one hand behind his back, he avoided the opponent's sharp gun head quickly and easily time and time again.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Junchen, who was lying unconscious on the ground not far away, thinking that a quick decision is the best, and then he jumped up and got behind the enemy. He stabbed with his sword, and the opponent turned around and raised his gun to block it , There was a huge sound of metal collision.

Xue Ce suddenly stretched out his hand behind his back, and slapped the opponent's chest.

How domineering Xue Ce's internal strength is, ordinary people can't bear it, Lang Ningjun flew ten meters away, his body fell heavily, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was already seriously injured.

Before he got up, Xue Ce appeared on top of his head as soon as he moved, cut off with a sword, and the head fell to the ground.

The whole process is within five breaths.

Of the remaining seven minions, two of them had already been seriously injured by Mao Chun. With a flash of the sword in Xue Ce's hand, five more heads fell to the ground.

Maochun was startled, and then he reacted and quickly dealt with the other two seriously injured.

"How is your son?" Mao Chun ran to Xue Ce who was picking up Song Junchen again, and asked hurriedly.

"No problem." Xue Ce shifted his gaze, looked coldly at the corpses on the ground and said, "You'd better throw them into the Song Mansion and burn them all."

Maochun understands that this is to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, if someone asks about Lord Langning's disappearance, it can be said that it is the water ghost's revenge and he deserves it.

"In addition, Young Master Song has been burned to death." After Xue Ce left these words, he jumped up and disappeared without a trace.

With the "death" of Young Master Song, the water ghost incident in the Song Mansion should calm down.

"Where is Master Xue taking the young master?" Mao Chun shouted after a few steps but couldn't catch up.

The other party obviously didn't want to let him catch up now, and he didn't even bother to answer him.

Only Night Breeze's voice responded to Maochun.

"Ahem..." Song Junchen woke up feeling extremely uncomfortable in his throat.

"Wake up." Xue Ce leaned against a big tree, crossed his chest and looked at the man lying on the ground in a mess.

Song Junchen sat up from the ground, and after seeing the wild countryside and mountains around him, he was surprised: "Where is this?"

Xue Ce remained silent.

Song Junchen thought about it for a while, and probably guessed something.

"What about Maochun and the others?" Song Junchen said calmly.

"Take care of your funeral."

Song Junchen frowned slightly when he heard the words, but he immediately realized that he was trying to create a fake death to calm down the haunting in the Song Mansion.He was silent for a while, then stood up unsteadily, feeling a little dizzy, he leaned against the tree, buried his head and closed his eyes for a while, and then started walking in one direction.

"Where are you going?" Xue Ce's eyes sank.

"go back."

"Know your way?"

"Just find the official road and ask someone to ask."

"It's troublesome for you to go back now."

He was "resurrected" after being drowned twice, and "reborn" after being burned once. If he goes back now, it might not be as simple as being "haunted". The people of Jinli can be scared to death.

"But I have nowhere to go." Song Junchen stopped and lowered his head, suddenly feeling sad.Without those people from Jinli by his side, he really didn't know what to do for a while.

Xue Ce looked at him for a long time before slowly moving his lips and said, "Pavilion Master Song might as well follow me for now."

Song Junchen didn't notice the flash of success in the other party's eyes, but he was a little surprised. The other party could "take in" him so kindly?But then I realized that although I couldn't return to Jinli, the identity of the master of the Jinque Pavilion was still there. For the leader of the Yuanlong sect, bringing himself by his side and controlling his own life at any time meant that So you can use the Golden Sparrow Pavilion anytime and anywhere.

After all, he is nothing but a hostage.

Thinking of this, Song Junchen became even more sad.

"Where is Master Xue planning to go?" Sadness is nothing but sadness, and we still have to talk about business.

"Tangzhou."

"To see crabapple flowers?"

The reason why Tangzhou has the word Tang is naturally because the local area is famous for its delicate and charming crabapple, and now it is the peak season of flower blooming in April and May, so it is naturally associated with flower appreciation.

Xue Ce squinted at him, "Am I being leisurely or elegant?"

Song Junchen's lips moved, "You can enjoy the flowers by the way."

He bit the word "by the way" very hard.

Xue Ce ignored him, got on the horse, held the rein with one hand, stretched out the other hand to Song Junchen who was standing on the grass, and said in a deep voice, "Get on the horse."

The sunlight from the canopy hit Xue Ce's handsome and clean face, and one of the mottled light spots hit his left eye, reflecting the depth and calmness in his dark brown pupils.

Song Junchen handed him his left hand, and supported the horse with his right hand to get on the horse. Immediately afterwards, the horse raised its front hooves, neighed, and headed off into the distance.

In Xuan Puzong, the chairman of the sect, Min Lou, is in a state of desperation. He wants to get angry but has nowhere to vent his anger, because the person who opposes him is actually a ghost.

"The suzerain really believes in ghosts and gods?" Another elder Bu Haozhi asked with a frown.

"So what if you don't believe me, the Song Mansion has been completely burned down, and there is no clue if you want to investigate."

"There is no Song Mansion, there will always be around the Song Mansion." Bu Haozhi took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Xi Minlou's eyes turned cold, and he couldn't help but raise his hand on the table, and said fiercely: "Then turn the whole Jinli upside down!"

When he got up again, the half-person-high table had collapsed.