Vendetta

"Poria!"

Qiu Yi fell to the ground, and Ermen Duojia, who was out of breath from crying, stood behind him and supported him.

The Huaishan faction and the Tongnan faction achieved their goals, and they left not long after. Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian were also able to get away. up.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and the light red sunset glow blended with the dark night, reflecting the isolated silhouette of Danxue Peak.

Yan Zhu tried his best to rush towards the edge of the cliff, Li Zhong and a group of hidden guards behind stepped forward, three or four people grabbed him desperately, and then barely stopped on the edge of the cliff.

The bottom of the cliff is bottomless, and the sound of the wind echoes in the valley, passing by the weeds and twigs between the stone peaks. The man with picturesque eyebrows and flamboyant eyes is like a fallen leaf between heaven and earth, fluttering and falling into the endless abyss , no more traces.

Yan Zhu looked at the bottom of the cliff dejectedly, tears fell drop by drop, his body, which was always upright like green pines and verdant cypresses, bent down for the first time, trembling violently.

"Just a little bit..." Yan Zhu choked with sobs, "If I had come a moment earlier..."

"Why...you won't tell me a word?" For the first time in his life, he felt powerless and sad, "Why do you want to keep it from me when the whole world knows about it?"

"My lord," Li Zhong couldn't bear to see Yan Zhu's expression at this time, he persuaded in a low voice: "Master Fu sect must have a reason for hiding it from you."

Yan Zhu gave a wry smile, nodded and said, "Yes, he has a reason, he has a reason for everything he does... He has considered everything, but he has never considered himself, and he has never considered what I gave him. This sincerity..."

The love words during the lingering time, the whispers in the ears, the promises made and promised in the past, now seem too ridiculous, all blown away by the mountain wind at the bottom of the cliff.

"Look for it," Yan Zhu's eyes were red, and he uttered a sentence with difficulty, "No matter what the result is, we must find him..."

All the hidden guards were mobilized, and Qiu Yi, Er Mian Duojia, Zhang Facai, and Wang Youqian all followed to the bottom of the cliff to look for them. The fire shone all night, until the white belly turned upside down in the sky, and the dark guards carried a man covered in blood. , walked forward from a distance.

Yan Zhu's heart trembled, and he walked quickly.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Yan Zhu stopped in his tracks for a moment, relieved his shoulders, and sat down in frustration.

Qiu Yi leaned over, looked at the person lying on the ground, and asked in amazement, "Why did Wu Zian die?"

Ermen Dorkya's voice was already hoarse from crying, she explained: "He blocked the sword for his benefactor."

Yan Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he said: "Send him back to Dongqing Town, and bury him with Fuling's master and wife."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhu added another sentence: "A generous burial."

Li Zhong replied: "Yes, please rest assured, Young Master."

Yan Zhu hadn't closed his eyes all night, his eyes were blue now, his complexion was very bad, he frowned and rubbed his temples, sat on the rock at the bottom of the cliff, and listened to the reports from his subordinates one by one.

Listen to one more sentence, and my heart will cool down.

"My lord, I've been searching all night," Li Zhong persuaded, "You should go and have a rest first, and the subordinates will lead others to continue the search."

Yan Zhu shook his head and said, "If I didn't find him, how could I sleep?"

Fu Ling was injured, and she jumped from such a high cliff, the bottom was covered with gravel and dangerous shoals, her life and death were uncertain, and now she was delayed for another night... Yan Zhu didn't dare to think about it.

Yan Zhu asked: "Aren't there any downstream?"

Li Zhongdao: "I have searched the river bank. When it is dawn, I will go to the nearby fishermen for help, and then I will search in the river. If..."

Yan Zhu suddenly clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, Li Zhong pondered for a while, and then cautiously continued: "My lord, it's been a night, I'm afraid..."

"I understand," Yan Zhu closed his eyes, and said, "Go look for it again."

The dark guards hired nearby fishermen with money. The fishermen held fishing nets and bamboo poles, and some even jumped into the water directly, dragging the iron rake to the stern, and searched for more than ten miles. Except for stones, aquatic plants, fish and shrimp , nothing.

After searching day and night for three days, Yan Zhu never went out of the canyon, his blue clothes were stained, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was pale, but he still stubbornly searched back and forth in the cliff. How many times have I searched, I wish I had stepped on every inch of land in the valley, but there is still no trace.

Fu Ling seemed to have completely disappeared, and no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find a trace of it.

Li Zhong hesitated and said: "Young master, I heard from the nearby mountain people that there are sometimes wolves in the valley, will it be..."

Yan Zhu, who seldom spoke for three days, suddenly snapped: "Nonsense!"

Everyone fell silent, they all knew that Fuling probably won't come back.

But Yan Zhu still refused to give up.

Even Qiu Yi lost hope. Seeing the terrifying obsession in Yan Zhu's eyes, he couldn't help persuading him: "Yan Zhu, why don't you...don't look for it."

"If I don't look for him, what should he do?" Yan Zhu said in a hurry, "He was injured and was alone in the wilderness, what should he do?"

Yan Zhu's eyes were bloodshot, and there was only despair and stubbornness in those star pupils.

This is crazy!

"Yan Zhu, why do you think Fu Ling is hiding it from you?" Qiu Yi said anxiously, "If he is here, he definitely doesn't want to see you become like this!"

Ermian Duojia wiped away tears, while thinking about Ai Ai and said: "Maybe...the benefactor left by himself? Maybe...maybe he hid somewhere."

Everyone knew that this was impossible. Fu Ling was injured and fell from such a high place. It would be a miracle if she survived, let alone have the strength to leave by herself.

But everyone unanimously believed this statement.

Whether it is absurd or nonsensical, when people are on the verge of despair, they are willing to believe anything.

Qiu Yi said: "Yan Zhu, cheer up!"

"Yes... I still have a lot of things to do." Yan Zhu stood up as if waking up from a dream, and said: "Leave some people to stay in Danxue Mountain to continue searching, and the rest follow me to Chuanqiongmen."

Zhang Facai said: "Youqian and I will stay here and continue to search. I have contacted the Crescent Moon Gang a few days ago, and the leader of the Qiu Gang will arrive soon with people."

Qiu Yi nodded, led Ermen Duojia to stand up, and said, "We'll go with you."

Once Zhang Tingsheng died, the news of his collusion with the Tongtian Sect spread like wildfire, and the people in the Chuanqiong Sect were panicked. With the support of a few senior disciples, they managed to avoid chaos.

Yan Zhu led the dark guard, Qiu Yi, Er Mian Duojia, and the disciples of the Huoshan sect, and rushed all the way to the front of Chuanqiong gate.

From a distance, he saw a man in white clothes, holding a folding fan, and a group of killers with wild goose feather knives behind him.

Qiu Yi: "Ding Huai?"

"I'm here," Ding Huai bowed to Yan Zhu and led the assassins, saying: "Ding Huai and the Wanqiu sect are all sent by Mr. Yan."

Yan Zhu asked hoarsely: "Did he explain it?"

Ding Huai replied: "Everyone in the Wanqiu Sect only obeys the order of Wanqiu."

Yan Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to realize something, and took out the small wooden box that Poria cocos had given him to keep, and he lifted the lid, and when he saw the contents clearly, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Inside the wooden box lay two jade pendants, one black and one white. Under the jade pendant was a piece of floral paper with a stick figure drawn on it. Two round-headed little men were holding hands and sitting on the roof together. Look up at the crooked stars and moon in the sky.

There are a few lines written next to the painting, Yan Zhu has never seen Fu Ling write such neat words.

I saw it said: May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night stream will be bright and clean.I'll return your jade pendant to you, don't be angry, I'll give you mine too.

Yan Zhu trembled, a drop of clear tears slipped down onto the painting, the ink scattered, and the face of one of the villains became blurred.

Yan Zhu hurriedly put away the painting, put the two jade pendants back into the box, collected himself, and said: "Follow me into the Chuanqiong Gate, find out the evidence of Zhang Tingsheng's collusion with the Tongtian Sect, and restore his innocence."

Everyone in the Chuanqiongmen was panicked, Yan Zhu had already brought people outside the gate, and the senior disciples in the gate hurriedly called all the disciples for a meeting.

The second disciple hurriedly asked: "Brother, Yan Zhu has already brought someone to the door, and the killer from Wanqiumen came with him, what should we do? Do we have any chance of winning?"

"Why do we fight with them?" the eldest disciple said, "If the sect leader really colluded with the Tongtian Sect, why don't we cover him up? Are you crazy?"

The three disciples kept nodding: "Eldest brother is right, let them come in to search, if they find it, it's all the head's business, we don't know it at all, Yan Zhu is a gentleman, he won't embarrass us."

After discussing it, the eldest disciple led the disciples of Chuanqiongmen, opened the door honestly, and took the initiative to bring Yan Zhu and others in.

After this search, he found a secret room in Zhang Tingsheng's room. In addition to the letters in collusion with the Tongtian Sect, there were also several books in which many dirty things were recorded.

These include the catastrophe that happened to Fu Ling's family ten years ago, and the real purpose of the martial arts people to encircle and suppress the Hongyang Sect 18 years ago.

Qiu Yi's eyes widened in shock, and he said, "Zhang Tingsheng is a bastard, why did he write this down?"

"There are the other three of the four sages above, but he is the only one who doesn't remember himself." Ding Huai flipped through the paper and said, "It seems that the other three are not life-and-death friends to him. Do it, one is to pick yourself out in the future, and the other is to threaten the other three people and plot against each other."

"It's impossible for him to pick himself out," Yan Zhu said coldly, "Now the whole world knows that Zhang Tingsheng has practiced the evil skills of Tongtian Sect."

After all, Fu Ling threw his body down the Danxue Peak that day, and anyone with eyes could see that his body turned black. It is an indisputable fact that Zhang Tingsheng practiced evil skills.

Soon Yan Zhu revealed the truth to the public, and the pious four sages finally revealed the mask of a gentleman and celebrity, revealing the ugly face inside.

18 years ago, the true purpose of Wulin's encirclement and suppression of the Hongyang Sect also came to light.

Everyone knows that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, but when its dangers are truly exposed, it is still chilling.

The misunderstanding and infamy encountered by Fu Ling can be cleared up.

After people were shocked by the truth, they thought of the young swordsman who had been hated for ten years. He was so talented, but he fell to the bottom of the cliff and was smashed to pieces.

Young talent, chivalrous and courageous, it is embarrassing.

The author has something to say: May I be like a star king like a moon, with a bright and clean night and night stream.Fan Chengda - "Che Yaoyao"

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