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This time, Li Wanshu really just met Su Yuehua by chance, or he came here after hearing the girl's cry, but before he arrived, he met a runaway .

He easily restrained that person, and tilted his head to see that it was indeed that girl.

Su Yuehua had already rushed over quickly, grabbed the fleeing person first and said sharply: "You are not a disciple of the Fuling Sect! Who are you?!"

The man still had a lot of backbone, he snorted disdainfully, and didn't respond.

At this moment, the senior brother at the back looked at the young master in Tsing Yi in front of him in a daze for a moment, and then heard their junior sister Yuehua say solemnly: "Senior brother, I will trouble you to take this back to the villa."

"Junior Sister, do you have something important to do?" One of the senior brothers said, and then glanced at the folding fan and looked at the calendar of talents, his expression became a little subtle.

The junior sister has also grown up, and it's time to find a home, but this gentleman who looks gentle and gentle can really control this...

She has been restless since she was a child, she is very capable of causing trouble, is she a girl who fights harder than men?

Another senior brother also had the same concern.

Su Yuehua didn't pay attention to the expressions of these two, she just waved her hands and said: "It's just meeting an old friend, you go first!"

The two brothers left in a hurry, and Su Yuehua started talking: "Brother Li, why have you disappeared for so long? Why isn't Brother Luo with you here? Did something happen?"

Li Wanshu couldn't help smiling wryly when he heard this, and wondered why this girl was so perceptive: "It's nothing, it's just that something happened, and I had some conflicts with Ah Yun, and now he's gone, and I don't know where to find him."

Su Yuehua was taken aback at first, and then nodded inexplicably: "Brother Luo has always been like this. He doesn't say anything when encountering things, and runs away first. But Brother Luo is definitely not a heartless person. If you are interested , must be waiting for you somewhere!"

Li Wanshu gave a comforting laugh when he heard the girl's blunt words, the hand holding the fan rested on his waist, felt the jade pendant inside through the belt, and then clenched the fan tightly.

At this moment, Luo Xingyun, who was complained by Su Yuehua about "run away first", is holding a jar of wine, and wandering into an alley.

I don't know when he started drinking so recklessly, now, just look at his walking posture

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But before he could sway a few times, a figure flew in front of him, but the man said hesitantly: "...Xianyun?"

Unexpectedly, he met Fu Qi, the assassin who found Qi Yutang happy after following his sweetheart, now he has let go of his way of walking silently, and now he really looks like a man in the rivers and lakes up.

Luo Xingyun frowned and looked at the person standing in front of him for a while, before he said slowly: "Recovery? It's rare to see, do you want to drink?"

Fuqi's eyes widened, he glanced at the guy who smelled of alcohol, then at the big wine jar in his hand, and asked a question that had nothing to do with his depravity to the point of drinking: " ...how about your martial arts?"

Luo Xingyun did blink his eyes, as if the old man couldn't hear what the other party was talking about, he thought for a while before laughing: "As you can see."

This guy didn't even have martial arts.

Fuqi is not a good person, but at this moment, I can't help but think, what is left of this person?What about the one named Li?

But if the person surnamed Li was here, it might be a different situation.

"You don't have martial arts now, so be more careful." Fu Qi rarely said something nice to Luo Xingyun, but when he looked up, he saw the drunk man staring at him intently, he had never seen this guy drunk before, At the moment, I feel a little bit in my heart.

Then I heard his colleague say again slowly: "Why don't you give me a ride and let me go to the roof?"

With a blank face, Fu Qi lifted the drunk man's collar with one hand, and rushed up to the roof with his drink.Blown by the wind of the cold night, the old man Luo Xingyun finally woke up a bit, sitting silently on the tiles and looking up at the moon, he didn't speak, neither did he when he recovered, the two just sat there strangely motionless .

After a while, Luo Xingyun finally asked: "You have been with Miss Ruo for so long, have you coaxed her into your hand?"

Fu Qi said calmly: "Not yet married."

"Tsk, you are very confident, but he is a decent family, will he accept you, a lonely ghost of unknown origin?" Luo Xingyun knows very well that a person in the righteous way needs a good family to choose a good match, no matter how bad it is. With one heart, if Fu Qi's identity is exposed, it is definitely not welcome.

Having said this, Fu Qi obviously froze, and remained silent for a while.

Luo Xingyun naturally took this silence as acquiescence, and lifted the seal of the wine jar, raised his head and took a sip of wine, only to hear a lukewarm sentence from someone at the other end: "I'm going to a martial arts competition to recruit relatives arena."

Luo Xingyun almost spit out a sip of wine, but this fellow swallowed the sip of wine very quickly in order to avoid choking himself, and then laughed very unkindly.

Fu Qi looked at him coldly.

"Cough!" Luo Xingyun managed to stop laughing, pretending to be serious, "It's okay, with your skills, beating those who are not of the best is as easy as chasing a dog, I wish you the best of luck back."

Fuqi's face improved a little, and he gave up the idea of ​​kicking this guy off the roof just now. He was bored for a while, and asked again: "Do you have a place to stay?"

"Of course there is, where's the money to stay in the inn every day." Luo Xingyun put the wine jar aside, leaned back and put his hands on the back of his head, "I've found a bamboo house in the outskirts of the city, not far from here Far, convenient for drinking."

Fu Qi leaned closer to the wine jar and smelled it, and frowned: "Flower wine?"

"Tsk tsk, not bad, you can smell it." Luo Xingyun praised.

"How good is your martial arts..."

Luo Xingyun smiled, as if it didn't matter: "That's all I have, I'll take it to repay the favor, anyway, the swordsmanship is still there, isn't it?"

Fu Qi didn't speak any more, but he felt quite fortunate in his heart that he reached out his hand to the person in his heart earlier and more decisively than Luo Xingyun.

Luo Xingyun looked at the crescent moon above his head, which was a circle smaller than the northwest desert, but he couldn't help but think of what Heimuda said half a year ago, the night when he decided to leave the cult's main altar, that is, when Yeremi was buried of the day.

Hei Muda and Luo Xingyun sat in the small bamboo room in the forbidden area, the two of them stayed silent for an hour.

Heimuda has followed Yeremi for many years, but he felt more relieved about the latter's death and injury. He didn't find the murderer, and seeing Luo Xingyun's appearance, he couldn't ask anything.

Luo Xingyun looked very weak, but he was stubbornly sitting by the window, not taking his eyes off the reclining chair that Yeremi often sat at the door.

Heimuda felt that Luo Xingyun felt guilty for not being able to prevent his blood relatives from being killed, not to mention that his three-year friendship with the latter was like friends, and he always felt that it was impossible to hide some things from this young girl. Hierarch for life.

So he hesitated for a while, and said to the people by the window: "Actually, the old leader... is not your biological father."

When Luo Xingyun heard this sentence, he turned his head slightly to look at him.

"Your biological father was the guardian of the left, Meng Nico. He was a native of the Central Plains. He died in the battle between Muguo and my sect. It was an accident, but there were also reasons for the sect leader."

"In the early years, he was rarely in the church, so you didn't have much impression of him, but your identity was promised to you by the leader, so the leader has treated you like a parent and child since childhood." Heimuda carefully looked at Luo Xingyun, No surprise to find the latter.

"I feel it," Luo Xingyun said softly, "It's just that this father, even if he is a fake, even if he lied to me, at least he is someone I can call him a father."

Anyway, it can make him feel that he can make up for his mother's death, and he can still have a blood relative that he misses.

Now, he has nothing left to lose.

The leader of the martial arts alliance suddenly invited the heads of several sects over in private. There were no disciples and elders from various sects in Jingdong. Instead, they were only allowed to bring a close person.

In the evening, the heads of various sects also came to visit in a low-key way one after another. The servants in the villa were just a few responsible for leading these heads to a pavilion one by one and then retreated. As for how weird the martial arts leader is? He didn't say a word about the purpose of calling them here.

These leaders and their confidants had a lot of thoughts along the way, but they could only think of the recent eight-door martial arts meeting, but this matter should be fair and open, and it is not proper for the leader Su to ask them to come here like this.

Su Tianyi sat on the stone bench that he had already set up and waited for them to take their seats. Seeing these heads and elders walk in almost one after another, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: It seems that this group of people are very familiar with the Eight Sects. Wu is very nervous about this matter, but it's a pity that these old foxes will be disappointed this time.

Su Tianyi looked at this group of orthodox sect masters with different looks with an inscrutable face, smiled, welcomed them into their seats, and said slowly: "This time, the eight sect martial arts..."

The faces of those masters changed, and they looked back and forth with their eyes open, as if they were a little nervous.

Su Tian was very happy, and then continued: "I was afraid that someone would cause trouble intentionally, so I asked some people to watch it. I think everyone can understand this, but I didn't expect that ten days ago, my disciple found someone in Fuling Mountain. Fighting, the two killed were formally dressed as disciples of the Fuling sect, in order not to startle the snake, my disciple waited at the side, but the murderer teamed up to take away the clothes of the two disciples and left."

The head of the Fuling Sect who was named was startled for a moment, and looked at the elder who came with him, who shook his head in confusion.

"It seems that Sect Master Yue doesn't know about this. Generally speaking, when there are fewer disciples from each faction, someone will definitely find out. However, it has been more than ten days and they are still silent." Su Tian paused, looked at Fu Ling The two members of the faction said, "This proves that someone has already infiltrated into your faction, and I don't know what their plans are."

The head of Yue stared and shook the heads of the group. He must have felt that someone among the few present must have done something wrong. For the position of Bamen Huiwu, who can't secretly do something out of the ordinary?

At this time, Su Tianyi reminded: "Master Yue, don't worry, this matter has not been determined to be a method of my orthodox sect, because we also found the corpses of Rongcang sect's disciples the night before."

The leader of the Rongcang faction was gloating about his rival's misfortune, but when he heard that he had also suffered a disaster, he slapped the table angrily.

"You...! Don't go too far!" The very bad-tempered head gritted his teeth.

Originally, in the last trip to the underground palace, they were the ones who had suffered the most, but now he was the one who had the most uncertainty in this eight martial arts competition. At this time, he naturally thought that the group of people sitting around him wanted to kick him out.

"What do you mean by that? Don't spout blood without evidence!" the first sect leader said dissatisfied.

"Hmph, maybe the disciples of the Fuling Sect have something to do with the Rongcang Sect." The other head was not to be outdone.

"Calm down, I didn't ask you to come to deepen the differences between us." Together, Su Tian raised his voice and suppressed the quarreling group of guys.

This group of people had long disliked each other and stopped talking, but they still had the attitude of waiting to go out and fight.

Su Tianyi went on to say: "Of course there is a more serious possibility. If this group of people does not belong to any school of righteousness, it will be very dangerous. Now that the Central Plains has just stabilized, the order of the rivers and lakes depends on everyone present, so I just I hope that everyone will conduct a thorough investigation secretly when they go back, and if there are suspicious people, don't startle them."

Only then did the heads of various sects show a thoughtful look.

Su Tian saw that there was nothing wrong with them, so he asked them to go back first, and asked them to report if there was any situation.

The head and elders of the Rongcang Sect were very arrogant, they walked out swaggeringly with their hands behind their backs, but happened to run into someone at the corner.

"Oh, I'm sorry." It was Li Wanshu in Tsing Yi who bumped into him.

"Hmph." The head of the Rongcang faction waved his hand disdainfully, and walked forward, the elders beside him also took a look at him, and then followed.

Li Wanshu stood where he was, watching the backs of this group of people walking out slowly, frowning slightly.

"Li Shaoxia, what's the matter?" As soon as Su Tian came up from behind, his tone was respectful, but it was really not suitable to be called a young master outside, so he changed his words.

"This elder of the Rongcang sect... looks familiar." Li Wanshu stretched out his broken bone fan and said.

Su Tian didn't take it seriously: "Oh, those two gangsters turned out to be the elders sent by Rongcang to be the head of the sect. The head of the sect has been away for the first seven days, and they rushed to the top position. They have also been to the underground palace. Luckily he survived."

"...Underground Palace?" Li Wanshu repeated this place, as if he remembered something important, and said after a while: "I remembered, didn't the elder... have died under your hands?"

"Ah?" Su Tian was stunned. After Wan Shu mentioned it, he also had a little impression. He didn't know how many disciples of the Rongcang Sect remained, but only two or three elders survived. , but there is no such a face.

"Then this person...doesn't he want someone to keep an eye on him?" Sutian said.

Li Wanshu curled his lips: "It's best not to, I have a vague feeling that this guy's martial arts might be higher than anyone present just now."

Su Tianyi: "When did the Central Plains martial arts have such a master, but we have no news at all?"

"It's because we don't have one as far as we know, so we have to be more cautious." Li Wanshu took a step forward and walked slowly towards his small courtyard, "That person is likely to be a foreign expert."

Among the masters that Li Wanshu knew, apart from the prince who was with Dali Siqing, there was also the previous leader of the cult, Yeremi, who had already died in peace, and of course there was one...he had only met once The length of the song is easy.

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