Master's Ultimate Master

The corner of Qian Zhao's mouth overflowed with a bright red, the blood on his face faded, and he was horribly pale, the blood hole in his chest was still bleeding, and as the strength dissipated little by little, he seemed to be unable to stand steadily, and staggered.

Xuan Yi's heart shuddered: "Feng Emblem!"

Hurry over to support him.

Qian Zhao gasped for a moment and said, "Lian, Lianheng, do you hate me?"

Xuan Yi's face was gloomy, and his warm eyebrows and eyes were stained with wind and snow. He said loudly, "Feng Hui, do you think I will believe you when you say this? You and I have known each other for many years. Don't understand you? You are the kind of person who would rather hurt himself than hurt others. What I wonder, why do you want to bear all the crimes on your shoulders, but let the real murderer go unpunished? "

Qian Zhao was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, he smiled, and the pale smile contained indescribable relief, and he said: "Lianheng, I am very grateful, thank you for treating me as a friend. But, there is no real murderer, I am The murderer, I did not cover up for anyone. Back then, before you went to the Slaughter Valley, I had been following you secretly. While you were fighting Wuchangjun, I suddenly shot a cold arrow. It was also me who colluded with Ye Fengshuang to frame Qingweijun and set up this A series of schemes..."

Xuan Yi interrupted him: "Stop talking, no matter what you say, I won't believe it. Feng Hui, just be patient, I'll heal your wound right now."

His voice trembled slightly, his hands couldn't condense his spiritual power, and his vision was blurred.

Qian Zhao grabbed his wrist, stopped him, shook his head lightly, and said, "Lianheng. When Bu Guichen held the Four Realms Martial Arts Competition, I was surprised when I saw you resurrected, so I killed the Grand Master and blamed you. Unexpectedly, the chess was one step away, and I failed in the end. I have been looking for opportunities since then. This time, the matter of Mai Shenjiao was also planned by me. I used your appearance to carve a half-faced god statue, and the purpose is to let you fall into deep The mud, caused public resentment, and made many monks doubt you. That talisman flame was also passed on to you by me."

"Qian Zhao!!"

Xuan Yi's eyes were red: "Why do you want to smear yourself like this? Why do you say this? What does this have to do with you?"

Qian Zhao said: "Lianheng, let's stop deceiving ourselves, shall we? You know, I can use the flame palm of the great master. Archery was also taught by you yourself back then. I remember you once said in a joking tone, my Archery has reached the level of perfection, completely surpassing half of your master."

Xuan Yi's heart was numb and his whole body was cold.

Qian Zhao stared at his face and said, "If you still refuse to believe it,"

He struggled to tear off the cloak on his body, rolled up one sleeve, and exposed his neck again.

Xuan Yi looked over and froze immediately.

On Qianzhao's wrist and neck, there were black marks one finger wide in a circle respectively. The mark, like being strangled into the flesh and blood, was deeply embedded in the bone marrow. .

He observed carefully and found that the imprint was actually composed of densely packed stitches.Although only the neck and wrists are exposed, Xuan Yi knows that there must be other places.It's like a person who has been brutally dismembered, and his limbs are sewn together again by clever sewing techniques.

For a moment, his breathing stopped, full of disbelief.

In the bystanders, except Fandu's face was cold, everyone showed the same astonishment as him.Almost at the same time, everyone thought that the body of the person in front of him was fragmented and pieced together.

For a moment, everyone's faces changed, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Master Fenghui... how did he become like this?"

This is the answer everyone is eager to know.

But Qian Zhao only pays attention to Xuan Yi.In the heart, blood flowed into a river, dyeing his gray-brown clothes red and black. The blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin and gathered at the snow-white neck, covering the circle of black stitches.

After a while, he finally explained, but only for Xuan Yi, he said: "Before I entered Tianji Gate, I was a casual cultivator. I had no teacher or family background to support me. At that time, I was young and frivolous, full of High-spirited, with great passion, I want to use my meager strength to benefit the people of the world. I am also doing this personally. Whenever I hear that there are evil spirits doing evil, no matter whether I have the ability to subdue them or not, I will go there .”

"One year, I went to Wuzhou and stayed in the largest nearby city for a while. Just as I was about to leave, the head of a rich family in the city came to me and said that his only son had run into an evil spirit and made the family restless. He hoped that I I can go and see. I went."

Having said that, he paused, a lot of blood flowed out of his heart, and he didn't care, but his heart was damaged, overwhelmed, it was on the verge of breaking, and he had to breathe hard.

Seeing this, Xuan Yi turned pale with shock, and hurriedly sent him spiritual power, but it didn't have much effect.

He said anxiously: "Feng Hui, don't say any more!"

Qian Zhao shook his head: "When I followed that patriarch into the door, I was immediately trapped in the formation. It turns out that there is no so-called evil spirit at all. This family has a deep relationship with monks, and the patriarch himself has spiritual power and can set up formations. His son was not bewitched by evil spirits, but was cursed by someone, unable to move his whole body, and his limbs gradually withered. An expert pointed out that as long as he found a host that fit his son's body, the curse would be resolved by itself. If it was a monk, the effect would be even better. This person has been searching for a long time, and secretly killed countless monks. I was noticed by him when I first arrived in Wuzhou. He deliberately said that there was evil in the house and tricked me into coming. The purpose is to exchange my body for his son. "

Xuan Yi said: "They put you..."

Qian Zhao said indifferently: "At that time, my cultivation base was limited, and I couldn't get out of the formation, so I was dismembered. Fortunately, my soul was preserved. They put my body together on the son of the Patriarch, and it unexpectedly fit, and that person was finally able to regain my body. Walk. Later, I took away the one-person house and killed the entire family of the Patriarch."

"Lianheng, you see, a long time ago, my hands were covered with blood. Since then, I don't trust anyone anymore, and I don't think there is anything worthy of pity in the world. I go to pity them, but they are thinking about what to do. Kill me. But you, you are an exception. Lianheng, you are the only person I am willing to trust."

At this time, Huan Zhen's voice came, and he said sharply: "Since that's the case, why do you still want to hurt my uncle?"

He obviously believed in Qian Zhao's words, and his tone was indignant.

Qian Zhao said: "I have long been tired of the world of comprehension, which is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. Lianheng is a chess piece that can destroy the four realms with one move. I just want the world to be in chaos."

Xuan Yi looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Qianzhao, sure enough, lying is against your nature. The story you made up looks impeccable on the surface, but in fact it cannot stand up to scrutiny. You are nothing more than trying to deceive me, to deceive me into believing You, I believe you are the conspirator behind the scenes. I don't know what happened to these marks on your body, maybe, as you said, you were framed. But I don't believe in the series of revenge you carried out later!"

It's not that Xuan Yi refuses to believe the facts, and this is not the truth he wants at all.The more Qian Zhao said, the more it proved that he was taking the blame for someone.Xuan Yi couldn't produce actual evidence, but how could he not be clear about the person he identified, just like Lord Qingwei back then, everyone misunderstood and wronged him, only Xuan Yi remained steadfast and believed that he was innocent .And, of course, there's Vatican.

He looked at Fandu and said, "Mr. Wuchang, do you have any pills on you? It is best to stop bleeding and relieve pain." He gave all of them to the believers just now.

Before Fandu could answer, Chang Rong suddenly said, "I have."

Xuan Yi paused for a moment, not daring to look at the other party, for fear of being unable to suppress his inner emotions and revealing Chang Rong's identity.He just nodded with a wooden face: "Okay. Thank you."

Chang Rong nodded, walked up to the two of them, and took out the pill for Xuan Yi.

Jiang Lingyu stared at his back, thoughtful.

Xuan Yi couldn't take it apart, and fed Qian Zhao a few pills, put his right hand on his back, and continuously conveyed spiritual power.

Qian Zhao's face was as pale as paper, he was stunned for a while, stared at the void, and smiled slightly: "Lianheng, in this life you have promised not to get drunk or return, I... I'm afraid I can't keep the promise. Everything, leave it to the next... the next life... cherish it !"

Before the words were finished, Xuan Yi suddenly felt a resistance and pushed him away. At the moment of lightning, Qian Zhao turned his palm back and slapped his own sky cap hard.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking was like a sharp thorn piercing Xuan Yi's heart, his face turned pale suddenly, and his feet suddenly spun.

Fandu's face changed slightly, and he hugged him before he fell down.

Chang Rong wanted to stop Qian Zhao, but the other party's attack was too fast, which he did not expect. He stayed where he was, and watched Qian Zhao fall to the ground, dying on the spot.

"Master Fenghui!"

Xuan Yi felt colic in his heart, and a sweet smell rushed up his throat, which he forcibly suppressed.He lowered his eyes, staring blankly at Qian Zhao's gradually icy corpse, his vision changed from blurred to blank, his ears were buzzing, he felt the air was oppressive, and he could hardly breathe.

After a while, he murmured: "Mr. Wuchang..."

Fandu: "I am here."

Arms wrapped around his waist, exerting a little force.

Xuan Yi: "Take me away."

Fandu: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

After writing this chapter with a smile, I will use it later to distribute candy and set sail.mwah.