Brilliant thorn

"Go away."

With a sweep of Xiao Jue's horizontal sword, the vibrating sword energy cut through the thin black veil.

The passerby almost instinctively raised his hands to cover his face, and at the same time quickly turned sideways to avoid his sight.

Although it was only for a short moment, Xiao Jue could still see the opponent's face clearly.

He could be called handsome, but there was a scar slanting down from the left forehead of the man across the brow, and submerged into the sideburns, which added a bit of viciousness.

Xiao Jue also noticed that no matter how urgent his offensive was, the opponent's right hand was always curled up in the cuff and refused to show it.

He refused to use his sword, nor took the initiative to attack, and the black robe could entangle him with one hand so that he couldn't get away. Xiao Jue felt that he had been greatly insulted.

His sword became more and more fierce, and he insisted on forcing the opponent to make a move.

With two swords down, the bamboo hat on the black robe's head was split in two, and a strand of hair on the forehead was cut off.

The sword shadow continued to attack, and the black robe retreated quickly, trying to get away at about the same time.

The two left the city one after another, and when they jumped up to the woods, Xiao Jue suddenly remembered the scene of chasing the man in black at Buzhi Peak.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the backs of the two are extremely similar.

A thought suddenly flashed in my mind.

When he stole Cui Yushu's body and took the opportunity to kill people in Buzhi Peak, could it be that Tang Yun and this black robe did it together?

That's why Tang Yun dared to visit Cui Yushu's house and make a fuss today.

But why did he do this?

Could it be that he wants to use the name of a dead person to be the real master of Taxian Pavilion?But Tang Yun was accused of defecting and massacring his fellow disciples, so how could the people in the pavilion obediently obey orders?

Also, if all of this was carefully planned by Tang Yun, why did he lead him down the mountain to kill Fu Shaoyu in the first place?

Is it a coincidence, or do you want to borrow a knife to kill someone?Or is there another deeper reason?

Why did Tang Yun present the assassination picture at the Ling family's night banquet?What is his relationship with the Ling family?

A gust of breeze blows towards the face, white powder like fine snow flutters in, Xiao Jue subconsciously holds his breath, and in the blink of an eye, he is dropped several feet.

Fu Shaoyu also followed at this time, wrapped his long arms around, pulled Xiao Jue into his arms, and led him to turn around to avoid the darts shot by the black robe.

"Let go!"

Seeing the black robe disappearing from sight in an instant, Xiao Jue was anxious, and wanted to push away his embrace and chase after him, but Fu Shaoyu hugged him tightly and pushed him under the tree.

"I want to stop you, and I want to ask you, what's the matter with you?"

Fu Shaoyu's tone was cold and solemn, and his eyes were not as gentle as usual.

"Are you so anxious that you don't even care about your life in order to chase someone? Where did you put yourself and me?"

Xiao Jue frowned: "Don't make a fuss about it."

"Is what I said wrong? It was the same when you and I fought against each other before. You even took the risk of cutting off your own arm to achieve your goal. You always don't love yourself like this. How can you teach me to be at ease?"

Fu Shaoyu was pretending to reprimand him, but the more he said it, the more he felt that the madness in Xiao Jue's temper needed to be pulled.

The past has been scarred all over, and he doesn't want the future to be the same.

He wanted to protect Xiao Jue, but he also wanted Xiao Jue to learn how to protect himself.

Xiao Jue suddenly laughed, and Fu Shaoyu said in a deep voice, "Be serious, I'm criticizing you, what are you laughing at?"

Xiao Juedao: "It turns out that Fu Shaoxia loves to turn over old accounts, and he can teach people about big things. You are pitiful, but everyone still calls you big-hearted, isn't it funny?"

Fu Shaoyu frowned, and was about to say a few more words to him, when Xiao Jue suddenly leaned forward, grabbed his lapel, and said "I was wrong" in a very forceful gesture.

My heart instantly softened into a puddle of spring water.

Fu Shaoyu hugged him into his arms, stroked his back with one hand, and sighed: "Although I don't know the grievances between you and Tang Yun, but he comes from Taxiange, if you want to find him, it's not difficult. If you lose it, then go to Buzhi Peak another day. Don’t be so careless in the future, don’t let yourself get hurt.”

Xiao Jue put his hands on Fu Shaoyu's neck, and asked sullenly: "I'm hurt, will you feel bad?"

He was sure that Fu Shaoyu would answer "yes", and felt that this question was a bit hypocritical, but he just wanted to ask.

He needs to hear Fu Shaoyu express this love in person.

Only in this way can he dare to believe in one or two.

Sure enough, he heard the expected answer.

"That's natural."

Xiao Jue smiled, raised his head and bit the man's chin, and asked vaguely: "Why do you fall in love with me? Before we met in Shenjiazhuang, what kind of intersection did you have?"

But Fu Shaoyu didn't answer: "You think for yourself."

Xiao Jue had thought about it countless times, but he didn't dare to easily ask him for the most likely answer. Once he got a negative answer, they were very likely to part ways because of the contradiction between good and evil.

He tightened his arms and bit Fu Shaoyu's lips.

Fu Shaoyu kissed him tenderly for a long time before saying: "It's been a while since we came out, let's go back to Yan's house to see the situation."

Xiao Jue glanced at the golden crow sinking to the west, and guessed that it was about the same time, he should go back to see Yan Wuji's expression.

When the two came back hand in hand, they bumped into Shi Yi who was about to come out to look for them at the door, Fu Shaoyu said: "Tang Yun was picked up and ran away."

Shi Yi had no doubts about him: "He dared to come to the door to provoke at such a time, so he was fully prepared."

He led the two of them to Yan Wuji's study, and briefly explained the situation in the house on the way: "The individual customers in the dining room are also well-informed, but they are drinking and drinking lively, and they don't know about the front hall. , and now most of them are escorted to rest in the backyard wing room."

Fu Shaoyu nodded, and when he walked into the study side by side with Xiao Jue, everyone stopped discussing and turned their eyes to them in unison.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little indescribably tense.

Xiao Jue is too familiar with this kind of look, which is suspicious, uneasy, and more of scrutiny.

Shen Zhongqing coughed twice, breaking the silence in this corner, and smiled as friendly as ever: "Shaoyu and this little friend really answered the saying 'heroes grow out of youth'. Their internal strength is profound and unpredictable, which is beyond human reach."

On the surface, they are praising, but secretly they are doubting.

Why did so many people lose their internal strength, but the two of them were not affected?

Xiao Jue's eyes turned cold. This is what he hates most about the integrity of martial arts. He always has to turn eighteen corners before he is willing to speak out if he has any questions. Guessing is boring.

Fu Shaoyu clasped his fists and said: "Senior praises you, Fu and Xiao Jue should just be lucky."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Shen Zhongqing stroked his beard.

"Just now I heard from Shi Yi that the people who dined have lost their internal strength, and so many people can be tricked into being unsuspecting in a short period of time. It seems that they can only tamper with the food and drink." Fu Shaoyu explained: " Xiao Jue and I were lucky enough not to be affected, because the wine on that table was replaced by Sister Shuang before the banquet with osmanthus wine made by Senior Yan."

Yan Feishuang was not in the study, Shi Yi came forward to testify: "Brother Fu's words are true."

Ao Jiang said: "Since that's the case, then who secretly poisoned the wine?"

There were still people staring at Xiao Jue, obviously suspicious, but no one dared to ask a question, after all, Fu Shaoyu had already explained, if you ask more, I'm afraid that you will get frustrated.

Shi Yidao: "Tang Yun dared to come to the door with only two people, presumably he was fully prepared. Stepping on the Immortal Pavilion is like a cloud of masters, it shouldn't be difficult to sneak into the wine cellar and poison."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone couldn't help feeling chills.

"If it's really him who planned in advance, wouldn't he have the opportunity to kill everyone today?"

"That's true. Taxian Pavilion raises animals that kill without batting an eye. If he knows that we have no internal strength, he will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity."

"Who would it be if it wasn't him?"

"I think it's him! It's not that the surname Tang didn't intend to kill, it's just that he didn't dare to act rashly because he saw that Fu Shaoxia hadn't been caught."

……

The more Xiao Jue listened to it, the more funny he felt.

These people still have the face to say that the people in Taxian Pavilion are all beasts, and the people in him are at least as bad as candid, unlike these people, who speculate on others with the greatest malice, and even wear a card called "justice" for themselves. fake leather.

How disgusting.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Instead of finding out who poisoned it, it's better to think about the purpose of this trip to Taxian Pavilion."

Shi Zhengping interrupted the discussion suddenly, and glanced at Yan Wuji abruptly: "Whether Cui Yushu wants to make things difficult for one person, or provoke the entire martial arts world, it needs to be carefully considered and understood."

Yan Wuji pondered for a moment and said: "Cui Yushu and I have never met, but we had two letters many years ago."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Shen Zhongqing asked: "But is it related to that jade flute?"

Yan Wuji nodded: "Brother Shen should have recognized that the jade flute that Tang Yun gave me was originally my thing many years ago, it was given by...a beauty."

He concealed his name and taboo, but revealed his gender, and many people understood the meaning of Fengyue's story.

"Later, when I got acquainted with my wife, I was afraid that she would eat too much, so I returned this jade flute. I don't know where Cui Yushu got it from. He wrote to me. I know he came from a demon sect, and I don't want to have a close relationship with him. So I repaired the book and refused."

What Yan Wuji said is simple, but it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

"Then how do you explain the painting he gave today?" Shi Zhengping asked again.

Yan Wuji shook his head, frowning.

Shi Yi continued: "Father, I have some thoughts about this painting."

He told about what he had seen and heard in Buzhi Peak, and everyone tried their best to ignore the shocking bloody scene, and noticed the Ling's plaque painted on the part that was trampled by Tang Yun.

"Brother Fu and I speculated at the beginning, with this painting and some original manuscripts of the sword manual as supporting evidence, Cui Yushu should be one of the culprits who killed the Ling family back then."

He paused, and then said: "However, today I have a bold guess. Could it be that Cui Yushu was just a witness back then, and he was entrusted by someone to present this painting?"

Shi Zhengping said: "You finish in one breath."

"Yes."

Shi Yi also told about the fact that he had been to the former site of the Ling family and found that someone had been hired to clean the ancestral hall of the Ling family on a regular basis.

"Although it sounds a bit far-fetched for a full-moon baby to escape death, it is not impossible. What if he was rescued by someone? Ling's orphan grew up many years later and wanted to seek revenge. It makes sense to spend a lot of money to entrust Taxian Pavilion to do these things. As for why Cui Yushu sent the painting here today, I don't know."

Xiao Jue knew that Cui Yushu was dead, Shi Yi's speculations would naturally not be true, but because of his two words, he wanted to understand a little bit.

Regardless of the relationship between Tang Yun and the Ling family, he chose to send the painting today because he suspected that Yan Wuji was involved in the destruction of the Ling family, or that the culprit was among the guests in the palace.

Whoever can't hold his breath has a ghost in his heart.

"Hiss—boy, you have confused me. According to what you say, Cui Yushu is still a good person?" Ao Jiang asked with a frown.

"It's just my guess, there is no real evidence." Shi Yi said cautiously, "However, the son of those two foreign girls is also named Ling, senior, don't you think it's a coincidence?"

Shen Zhongqing stroked his gray beard, pondered for a moment and said: "Indeed, the corpse of Ling Yuan's orphan was not seen back then."

Yan Wuji said: "Should we go to Chunshan Terrace early to see who this young master Ling is?"

Shi Zhengping suddenly sneered: "Is it worth mobilizing so many people just to tell a couple of nonsense stories? Let alone a child who is just one month old, even if Shi Yi is thrown into the Ling Mansion that day, he will have to come out sideways. You should use your brain." I know that there is absolutely no possibility of that child surviving. Instead of wasting your efforts in vain, it is better to step on the fairy pavilion and find someone surnamed Cui to confront him."

"How do you know it's impossible if you don't look for it?"

Before Shi Yi finished speaking, his father gave him a hard look.

"Shut up, why don't you just grow a tongue?"

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows, Shi Zhengping's reaction was so strong, I'm afraid it was not easy.

In the study room, everyone started a new round of discussion around Ling's orphan.

Xiao Jue turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, the crescent moon had quietly revealed a corner, he estimated that it was almost time, so he turned his head to look at Fu Shaoyu who was unusually silent.

"Why don't you talk?" he asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Fu Shaoyu leaned slightly, "There's nothing to say."

His tone was calm, and his face was also calm. He looked at the people in the study, as if he was watching a scene that had nothing to do with him.

This was the first time Xiao Jue saw the emotion of "indifference" in Fu Shaoyu.

He really wanted to hug him right now.

As soon as he stretched out his fingers to hook the corner of the man's clothes, he heard a shrill cry from the backyard, and then a young servant hurried over, tripped over the threshold when he entered the door, and fell directly to the ground, full of The head was sweating profusely and said: "No, it's not good, young, young master - something happened to the young master!"

"what--?"

Amidst the astonishment, Xiao Jue looked at the man who had kicked him out of the house, and curled the corner of his mouth very lightly.