farce a ups and downs

Shen Feiyu originally thought that the matter would come to an end after Luo Wenchu ​​retrieved the antidote. Whether it was the poison Li Changqing suffered from or the hostility from Little Kunlun's party, everything would be resolved when the master came back.

Unexpectedly, something happened in just one night.

"Brother! Brother, go away! I can't stop them!"

Early in the morning, Shen Mingyu rushed into the small courtyard where Shen Feiyu was held in a panic. Shen Feiyu was practicing his sword. When he shouted, the sword went crooked and almost struck him.

"Mingyu, why are you in such a panic?"

This young master has always been arrogant and domineering, and Shen Feiyu has never seen such a panicked side of him.

Shen Mingyu didn't have time to catch her breath, so she dragged Shen Feiyu and left: "Go to the back door, hurry up! That lunatic Chu Xijun broke in with someone from Little Kunlun!"

Shen Feiyu broke free with some ingenuity, and restrained his hand with his backhand, "What's the matter?"

"Li Changqing is gone! They thought it was Ling Jue faction who took Li Changqing away overnight in order to evade responsibility, and wanted to kill you!"

Shen Feiyu felt slightly absurd: "This is impossible."

Even the most stupid people know that if something happens to Li Changqing now, it will really have something to do with Shen Feiyu, and the uncle and senior brothers will never let the disciples in the sect mess around.

"There may be a misunderstanding, but...!"

"But what?" Shen Feiyu was startled for a moment by his brother's sudden roar, and then he broke free.

"But Mr. Chu Xi, that lunatic won't listen to your explanations. His apprentice has an accident, and he would love to have a reason to attack you and Ling Jue! I guess, they want to kill you first and play later. As a bargaining chip for negotiating with the Lingjue faction, I sent Acai to inform the Lingjue faction, the Lingjue faction has your senior brother and uncle, they are not so stupid to go head-to-head, but Shen Zhuang is different."

Shen Mingyu looked at him with despair in his eyes.

Shen Zhuang is different.

Yes.

There are no martial arts masters sitting in the town, although the servants in the village know some kung fu, they are not good at it after all, there are only enough people.

the most important is--

Shen Yu will not protect him.

In fact, Shen Yu might have received the news when the little Kunlun people forced their way into Shenzhuang. If she had intentionally stopped the little Kunlun people, Shen Mingyu would not have been forced into such a mess.

Thinking of this, Shen Feiyu calmed down instead, and patted his younger brother's shoulder comfortingly, "Mingyu, go invite Master Fang Na."

"What are you going to do?" Shen Mingyu quickly grabbed his hand, "Brother, what are you thinking? If you don't leave, it will be too late."

As if to cooperate with him, Chu Xijun shouted angrily from outside the courtyard.

"Shen Feiyu—where did you hide Changqing!"

Shen Mingyu's eardrums were swollen with this shout of inner strength, his mind was dizzy, and he was almost unconscious. Just when he staggered and was about to fall, a pair of weak arms caught him.

Dry and warm hands covered his ears, as if this could isolate the magic sound.

Shen Mingyu raised his head, and his eyes fell on Shen Feiyu's pale face. Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and his trembling voice betrayed his emotions: "Brother? Your ears..."

Blood snaked down from Yubai's earlobe and dripped onto his shoulders, staining his white clothes red.

"Go to Master Fang Na." In order to reassure his younger brother, Shen Feiyu clarified his thoughts in short words, "I can't leave. Once I leave, I will gain a bad reputation. I can't say anything after that. Right now, Fang is the only one in the village. Master Na can be regarded as completely neutral, and the other party is highly praised, even Mr. Chu Xi would have some scruples."

The five judges were invited to come to Shenzhuang, and they naturally lived in the village. The small Kunlun faction made such a big commotion that the judges might not be able to sit still.

"Mingyu remember, the most important thing now is time, and I will try my best to make sure my uncle and brother come here."

Just as Shen Feiyu expected, there was too much noise from the Little Kunlun faction. Shen Mingyu met Master Fang Na and other judges on the way, and explained the situation concisely. If it is difficult, Mingyu will never shirk."

Master Fang Na had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and said kindly after hearing the words: "Benefactor Shen speaks seriously, please lead the way."

One of the purposes of Shen Zhuang inviting judges is to ensure the fairness of the conference. Before the truth of the matter is revealed, these judges will naturally not let it go.

Shen Mingyu was grateful, thanked her again and again, and brought the wind under her feet, wishing she could teleport to her elder brother.

Before reaching the courtyard, he saw four sword lights soaring into the sky, Xu Weng took the next step, followed behind Fang Na, and hissed lightly: "Four Seasons Sword Formation, do these old and young children need to do this to a junior in the world?"

Shen Mingyu's complexion suddenly changed.

As famous as the Kunlun swordsmanship is the Four Seasons Sword Formation, which is composed of four inner masters who occupy the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and can advance, attack, retreat, and defend. The master was trapped to death.

Earlier Shen Mingyu left through the back door, but now the fragile wooden door was torn apart because it could not resist the four torrential sword qi in the courtyard.Shen Mingyu stepped forward, but was dragged back by Master Fang Na's collar.

"Benefactor Shen, please wait outside the door."

"I……"

"It's for your own good to keep you waiting." After saying this, Xu Weng followed Fang Na into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a small ice-blue sword made of condensed sword energy wrapped around the young man in white, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly. If the young man couldn't dodge in time, there would be an extra wound on his body.

The white clothes were stained with a lot of blood, but the young man's expression was as calm as ever, as motionless as a mountain.

"You young man who uses insidious tricks, return my disciple!" The elder who was located in the east of the sword formation shouted, "Go over with a stick of incense, let's see how many sticks of incense you can survive."

Shen Feiyu coughed out a mouthful of blood, "You guys are trying to beat me up?"

The man was furious: "You——you really beat me up! It's obvious that I didn't want to argue with you, a junior, so I trapped you and asked you to hand over my disciples. Why are you so ignorant?"

"Using the Four Seasons Sword Formation to trap a fledgling newcomer in the world, isn't this a dispute? Then what is a dispute?"

"Sophistry! Don't divert attention!"

"Qingli, this son is as eloquent as his master, please save your energy," Chu Xijun said in a gloomy tone, "If he doesn't confess, then let him suffer, so that he can learn a lesson."

Unexpectedly, the young man in the formation smiled brightly, his brows and eyes stretched like the spring breeze in March.

Chen Qingli frowned, but still couldn't hold back: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm sorry, I just thought of an incident a few days ago." Shen Feiyu's body was stained with blood, but it looked like a long sword forged from blood and dust, with sharp and glaring lights shining all over his body. The door and the family teacher were arguing at the entrance of the inn. The head of Chu said, "When will the disciples of our Kunlun Sect be taken over by the Lingjue Sect?" I still remember it. Is it Kunlun's turn to discipline him?"

As soon as the words fell, two chuckles came from far and near.

"Little brother, well said!"

One from the left and the other from the right, two white shadows flew towards them, and at the same time they drew out their swords to attack the people sitting in the east and west.

Chen Qingli and the man in the west of the sword formation were startled at the same time, subconsciously raised their swords to block, suddenly there were two gaps in the sword formation, Chu Xijun saw this, his eyes showed a fierce look, he flew close to the young man in the formation without hesitation, stabbed with the long sword out--

bass! !

The sound of gold and stone came, and the tip of Chu Xijun's sword was bounced away a little. He turned over abruptly, stabilized his figure, and stared at the visitor unkindly: "This matter is between our faction and the Lingjue faction. Also ask Master Fang Na to move."

Fang Na maintained the posture of vacant fingers with one hand, while the other hand firmly supported Shen Feiyu, who was seriously injured. Even though the eyes of Chu Xijun in front of him were about to burst into flames, he still had a compassionate expression: "Chu Xijun Donor, since it is a matter between the two factions, why do you want to kill others in other people's homes?"

Ren Sheng and Ren Sheng forced Chen Qingli and Chen Qingli to retreat, and retreated to Shen Feiyu's side. The two of them checked carefully and found that there was no fatal trauma. "Don't be afraid, brother, brother is here."

Shen Feiyu spent too much time in the sword formation, and suddenly saw the familiar and amiable senior brother, his body softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Shen Mingyu rushed forward, regardless of the sword light that could tear the air remaining in the sword array, "How are you, brother?"

"I'm fine," panting, Shen Feiyu stood up straight, looked past Fang Na, and met Chu Xijun. After a long while, he sighed softly, "Why is the head of Chu doing this? From the very beginning, I should have killed my subordinates, so looking forward and backward, while doing unrighteous things against my will, while cherishing the reputation of the sect outside, it is true..."

The young man didn't say the following words, but Mr. Chu Xi could understand them miraculously.

He has been growing up in Kunlun Snow Region, thinking that his heart can be as cold as Kunlun Snow, but because of the firm eyes of a young man, his heart softens.Since the establishment of the Little Kunlun Sect, in order to survive the sect and regain its former glory, it has done a lot of deceitful things like Xiehua Palace. For the benefit of the sect, it has privately competed with other small sects and suppressed the newly established sect , are common occurrences.

If everything in the world develops as you think, then there will be no "backfires".

After sitting in the position of the head of the sect, you can look at things with a higher eye. You can't just focus on one point. You will often find that what you did before is not cautious enough. If a trouble is not good, the sect that you carefully maintain and patiently manage will become the world's cast aside exist.

So he needs to be more careful, more cautious.

Too much worry, it is inevitable to become indecisive, it is the same with Li Changqing, it is the same with the right to hold the sword-questioning conference, and it is the same with the excuse of seeking justice and wanting to step down the Ling Jue faction.

He hasn't seen it as thoroughly as this young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes.

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Chu Xi asked, "Let me ask you one last time, whether Changqing's disappearance has anything to do with you."

Shen Feiyu said firmly, "It has nothing to do with me."

After a pause, he continued: "If your faction has any difficulties, the Lingjue faction can provide some help."

As soon as the words fell, Ren Shi disagreed and said: "Junior brother, what are you thinking?"

Ren Sheng pursed his lips, raised his hand and tapped him, "I'm so stupid, think carefully about what my junior brother said."

Ren Si thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized: "This will not only reflect the broad-mindedness and extraordinary bearing of the younger brother, but also make others praise the Ling Jue faction. Most importantly, it can highlight their narrow-mindedness."

It is self-evident who this "they" refers to.

The corner of Chu Xijun's mouth twitched: "Actually, there is no need..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ren Sheng answered immediately: "Since the head of Chu has spoken, how can we not obey? We should not add trouble to the matter of looking for disciples of your sect."

Chu Xijun: "..."

The two brothers, oh no, the three senior brothers, are like singing an opera.

He has reason to suspect that this is the real purpose of the other party.

It is neither hard nor practical.

The scene was extremely silent for a while.

Breaking this weird silence was a figure in red.

"I heard that today is the last session of the first stage of the Sword-Questioning Conference. I have caught up with it?" Smile lightly, peerless elegance.