Shocked, Lu Mingtong leaned forward and leaned forward. Seeing Yang Tong pull the person beside him away, he supported Pei Lian with trembling hands.

Master Yang also stood up, and said in a deep voice, "Tong'er!"

Yang Tong wiped away the blood on Pei Lian's face as if he was on the verge of collapse, looked straight into his eyes, and only pulled him behind him after confirming that he still had spiritual consciousness: "Father!"

"Presumptuous!" Master Yang yelled angrily, and said to the guard beside him: "What are you still doing, go and separate the young master from him!"

"Don't come here!" Yang Tong dragged the man back two steps, with the horizontal sword in front of his chest, with endless burning anger in his eyes: "Whoever dares to touch him, don't blame me for having no eyes."

"Don't you even listen to what Dad said?" Master Yang squinted his eyes, didn't move forward, but stared at him, and said in a bewitching voice: "Tong'er, put down the sword, come here, come to Dad."

Yang Tong shook his head slowly, tears blurred his vision, he asked in disbelief: "Father, what are you doing?"

"What did I do?" Master Yang smiled angrily, pointing directly at Pei Lian behind him: "You should ask, what did he do!"

Yang Tong didn't turn around, he didn't need to look to know that the person behind him must be looking at him, and when he doubted him at this time, he undoubtedly stabbed him again in the wound.

Master Yang sneered: "You regard him as a good junior, and take your heart out. He may not treat you the same way in his heart. Tonger, do you know that the theft of the Yang family's family heirloom sword was done by him."

"Impossible!" Yang Tong denied without a voice: "Father, Pei Lian would never do such a thing, please be careful!"

"How is it impossible?" Master Yang said expressionlessly, "The sword was searched out of his room, the old man saw it with his own eyes."

Yang Tong took a deep breath: "Father, calm down and think about it. Tomorrow is the last battle of famous swords. He has long known that there will be a first-class magical weapon in the sword meeting. Why did he choose to steal such a weapon while letting Devil May Cry not want it?" A sword without any power."

"Why bother?" Master Yang laughed and said, "That's because he has already made a decision in his heart. There are many heroes in the famous sword competition. Whether he can get Devil May Cry depends on luck. Tomorrow's battle, he will face the unpredictable Yang Fan , there is definitely no chance of winning. If the magic weapon is not in hand, he can only rely on this sword to cut off your future. Tonger, do you know how vicious this person is! He has wanted to be the head of the Yang family for a long time, and under his pillow, unexpectedly There is also a voodoo villain with your name written on it!"

"I didn't..." Pei Lian almost squeezed out these words from his damaged voice, he looked at Yang Tong's silent back, and tried his best to reach out his hand to reach his shoulder: "I don't, I won't... ...will not harm you."

Yang Tong paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "I believe you."

Master Yang was even more furious when he heard the words, and said loudly: "Tong'er, you are still young and don't know how to detect people's hearts. This person is scheming and good at disguising. Don't let him fool you." Then he yelled at the people around Said: "Hurry up and bring the senior brother over and take down the traitor!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't move.

There was hesitation in everyone's eyes, Master Yang took a deep breath, and said to Lu Mingtong who was at the side: "Fengyun Envoy, you heard it all. The sinner Pei Lian has been coveting the head of my Yang family for a long time, and made a big mistake by stealing my Yang family." The family heirloom sword, curse my Yang family heir, his heart is vicious, it is intolerable for heaven!"

His eyes fixed on the nib of Lu Mingtong's pen, and he couldn't wait to persuade him: "Hurry up and write down what he did, so that the world will know what this ungrateful thing has done!"

Thick ink dripped onto the plain white paper, and Lu Mingtong stared down at the small smeared spot, shaking his wrist slightly, and finally made up his mind to put the pen aside: "Sorry, this matter has not been investigated yet. Ming, forgive me for not being able to do what Master Yang said. What must be recorded on Fengyunlu must be the truth of the matter."

"What does Fengyun envoy mean by these words." Master Yang said displeased: "Could it be that envoy Fengyun thinks that the old man is fabricating the facts?"

"I don't mean that." Lu Mingtong looked straight into his eyes: "I just think that Mr. Pei should not make such a big mistake as a person. Besides, from the expressions of everyone, I seem to think that this is still a serious matter. There are mysteries that haven’t been found out, why don’t Master Yang listen to their opinions, and it’s not too late to make a conclusion.”

Yang Tong glanced at him gratefully, and Master Yang smiled contemptuously: "This Pei Lian is clever, and Fengyun Envoy has only just taken office, so it is normal to be confused by the surface. But now that everyone has stolen money, it is useless for him to explain gone."

Yang Tong said in a daze: "If I say, then the sword is fake?"

Everyone was taken aback, Master Yang quickly turned his head to look at him, with danger in his eyes: "What did you say?"

"The so-called family heirloom sword is a fake." Yang Tong said lightly: "If you want to ask me why I know, it is naturally because the real one is currently hidden in my room."

Pei Lian's hands trembled, and he tried to grab his sleeve in vain, but he threw it away: "Don't..."

Regardless of the ever-changing eyes of the people around him, Yang Tong said: "My child is not filial. For a long time, he has always been far below Pei Lian in terms of his bones and intelligence. Everyone in the world admires Pei Lian. My child is afraid that the position of the head of the Yang family will be threatened. With evil thoughts, he stole the family-heirloom sword, hoping to rely on it to obtain the position of Patriarch."

"My son knows that Pei Lian is the most suitable person to lead the Yang family from anyone's point of view. My son made a big mistake out of jealousy. I don't ask my father to forgive me, but Pei Lian is indeed a good person in this matter." Most innocent, please don't blame him for this!"

"You!" Master Yang was so angry that he couldn't even breathe smoothly: "You rebellious son!"

Yang Tong knelt down in response, clenched his hands into fists: "The child is unfilial, please punish the father! Also please restore Pei Lian's innocence!"

Yang Feng also ran to his side and knelt down together. Seeing this, all the disciples also bent their knees.

"Crazy, crazy." Master Yang said angrily, "You are all crazy!"

"The mistakes made by the child should not be borne by others." Yang Tong took a deep look at Yang Feng, and said: "Everyone, get up, I admit who deserves to be punished, and quickly find someone to heal your senior brother Pei." .”

"Wait a minute." Master Yang said in a deep voice, everyone was stunned, and no one dared to act.

Master Yang pondered for a long time, but he changed his previous angry appearance, narrowed his eyes, and walked around Yang Tong with his hands behind his back: "So, Tong'er, you really stole that sword?"

"Yes." Yang Tong said: "If father doesn't believe me, he can send someone to search my room."

"So..." Master Yang elongated his tone, "I misunderstood Pei Lian."

Lu Mingtong raised his head and looked at the overlapping shadows of the three people in the field. He was a little stunned for a moment, and he heard Master Yang say: "Tong'er, you are indeed wrong about this."

"The position of the Patriarch of the Yang family will be yours sooner or later, so why worry about it." He looked at Yang Tong lovingly, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "It also caused Pei Lian to suffer some flesh and blood, Don't kneel down, get up."

Yang Tong stood up stiffly, Master Yang said with a smile: "Your worry is really unnecessary, what do outsiders think of him, what does it matter to us? He is just a cheap life I picked up back then, how can he be compared with you. "

Yang Tong's eyes widened, and when he was about to turn around to look at Pei Lian, Master Yang pressed his shoulders and forced him to turn to him.When the two people's eyes met, Yang Tong was horrified to find that Master Yang's eyes were full of determination: "You are the main bloodline of the Yang family, different from his lowly status, don't worry, no matter how good Pei Lian is in the future , he is just a dog under your command, and the position of the Patriarch of the Yang family will always be yours."

What he said was so soft that Lu Mingtong couldn't hear the truth, but he could clearly see Yang Tong's face turning ashen for a moment, and then Yang Feng exclaimed: "It's not good, Brother Pei passed out!"

Master Yang let go of Yang Tong, turned his head and frowned and looked at the people under his feet. Seeing that everyone showed a nervous look, he chuckled lightly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm exhausted, Feng'er, you go Find a doctor for him."

He looked back at everyone: "Now that the truth has surfaced, the old man will naturally give everyone an explanation. Although Yang Tong is the future master of the sword, he is impetuous and makes such mistakes, dragging down his brothers. Let him be punished for now. Copy the family rules a hundred times, think about your mistakes behind closed doors, and don't go out for ten days."

Everyone dispersed, Lu Mingtong looked at the empty paper with a complicated expression, and finally left without saying anything.

Fortunately, Master Yang didn't worry about his whereabouts, he just felt that things were not as simple as what Yang Tong said today.Since the sword was stolen by Yang Tong, why did a counterfeit appear in Pei Lian's room out of thin air, and was discovered by such a coincidence?

Or...another thought came to mind, Lu Mingtong paused and quickened the pace of returning to the room.

Yang Feng finally found a doctor, and everyone spontaneously formed a circle, watching him nervously to treat Pei Lian.

The doctor has been in the Yang family for many years, and it is the first time that he has received such positive treatment. His old bones are almost squeezed out of place, and he hastily pulled his sleeves out from between his intertwined arms: "Okay, everyone, let me go!" , I'll look at the wounded first before I say... Oops, this is, is this Pei Lian?"

Recognizing the face covered by the blood stains, the old doctor was very surprised: "Is this someone who came here to seek revenge? Isn't Pei Lian the best in martial arts among you? How did you get hurt like this?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one said a word, and it took a while before someone said: "Doctor, you should treat him well, knowing so much, it is useless to you."

The old doctor said displeased: "There are so many of you standing here, how can I treat him? You can't even stretch your hands!"

Yang Feng glanced at Yang Tong who was sitting dazedly outside the crowd, saw that he was in a daze like a puppet, and pushed the brothers beside him: "Ah, then we will go out and don't disturb you, please take care. "

Everyone left with worried eyes. When they passed by Yang Tong, none of them dared to look at him. Only Yang Feng reached out and patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Brother, we are waiting outside the door. If you have something to do... ...just call us."

The doctor's figure swayed in the candlelight for a long time. After bandaging the person up and down, he turned around and saw Yang Tong who was silently looking at the person on the bed behind him: "Master, can you help me?"

Yang Tong nodded, and helped him wipe off the blood on Pei Lian's body. Looking at the red cloth towel, his eyes were even more sour, and he hardly dared to look at the extremely pale face after washing: "Doctor, How is his injury?"

"Hey." The doctor sighed: "Pei Lian has provoked some enemy, how did he beat him like this. Fortunately, he was injured not long ago, and he probably knows how to protect himself, so he bowed to avoid the vital point, so The most injured part is the back. I have already prescribed medicine for him, and I will prescribe some medicine, which will be changed every three days, and he will recover in a month."

Yang Tong said hoarsely: "Thank you doctor, it's not convenient for me to change his medicine these few days, please make another copy of the prescription later and give it to Yang Feng, he will write it down for me."

The doctor nodded and went out, Yang Tong turned around, sat down by the bed, looked at Pei Lianbuwei's peaceful sleeping face, stretched out a hand to gently stroke his frowning brows.

"It's because I made good claims that I made you like this."

"Would you hate me? Yes... I thought this would buy you more opportunities, but I didn't expect him to come up with this trick to force me to submit." Yang Tong held him by his side hand, eyes full of confusion: "He has already thought about how to deal with it. It turns out that the only person trapped in the chess game has always been me."

"I really don't know what to do, you are obviously more capable than me, why do you have to have me, why, why... Pei Lian, Pei Lian..."

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the man with his eyes tightly closed on the bed.

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