wait until the fireworks cool off

Siyi's expression: "But how could Chief Zhengde give up so easily?"

Sheng Xiao looked at him with a meaningful smile, with a sharp look in his eyes: "I gave him a chance to protect himself, if he doesn't appreciate it, I won't be able to blame me later."

Elder Danqin was startled.

Can bear the evil of the east wind

Two days later is the day of the Jiuge meeting.Sheng Xiaomo got up half an hour earlier than usual, her hair was tied thinly, she wore a crown, and she tied a gold threaded belt around her satin purple gown.Today's matter is no small matter, the more the mountain rain is about to come, the more he can't show his timidity first.

Facing the bronze mirror, Sheng Xiaomo was straightening her hair crown, when she heard a burst of hurried footsteps approaching, and then Huo Xi's anxious voice sounded outside the door: "Master, something happened to the chief seat of Zhengde!"

Sheng Xiaomo's heart skipped a beat.

"What happened?" Sheng Xiaomo hastily swung open the palace door.

"Just now a Discipline Pavilion disciple came to report that Elder Zhengde was found dead in his room early in the morning. I heard that the death was very strange. Master, go and have a look."

Sheng Xiao calmed down and ordered: "Huo Xi, you immediately go and notify the two heads of the Fengmo Pavilion and the Medicine Pavilion to come over, and then send someone to send a message to the other heads to tell them to come."

"The disciple understands."

Soon everyone arrived at the inner hall of the Discipline Pavilion, only to see a person covered by a white cloth on the ground.Sheng Xiaomo stepped forward and slowly uncovered the white cloth. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the horrifying scene in front of her.

Half of Elder Zhengde's face was scorched black, like a closed pot bottom, his eyebrows and features could no longer be discerned, and there was still a disgusting smell of fish and paste, while the other half of his face was frozen white, revealing One of his wide-open eyes and half of his painfully distorted face can still be seen through the ice layer.Ice and carbon stretched along his face to between his legs. The straight and clear boundary just divided his body into left and right parts. Even the left and right legs of the lower body were frozen, while the other was frozen. burnt.The two colors of snow white and scorched black are as distinct as ink and white paper, presenting an indescribable horror and weirdness.

Even though he didn't have a good impression of the Chief, but seeing him suffer such misfortune, Sheng Xiaomo felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He got up and motioned for the Medicine Pavilion to examine the corpse, while he and the other chiefs waited in the side hall.However, after a while, everyone heard the noise outside.

"Who is making noise outside?" Sheng Xiao asked solemnly.

He only heard the door slam and was shaken open, Xun Liu threw away a few disciples, came straight to Sheng Xiaomo with his sword in his hand, and cursed: "Sheng Xiaomo, you villain! Give back my master's life!" !"

Sheng Xiaomo didn't move his eyes coldly, the head of the Fengmo Pavilion had already blown him away with a blow, and immediately ordered several disciples to catch him

Xun Liu was stunned by him, but even though he was restrained, he still yelled: "Sheng Xiaomo, as the head of Changliu, you want to avenge your private revenge and kill my master, don't pretend to be a gentleman here!"

"You said I killed your master, what evidence do you have?" Sheng Xiaomo said calmly.

"You have been conspiring against my master these days, and even violated the long-term rules and summoned several chiefs privately, trying to manipulate the Jiuge meeting to impeach my master. Is there such a thing?"

Sheng Xiaomo's eyes moved slightly.

"What? Don't dare to speak anymore?" Xun Liu said he was unreasonable and acquiesced, and further confirmed his judgment: "Master has been disturbed by this matter for the past few days, saying that you are cruel and merciless, and you must have caught him to death this time. He is an old man. I don’t want to fight with you, I made up my mind to go down the mountain to avoid it, but who knew you would take such a murderous hand first!”

"You said your master wanted to go down the mountain?" Sheng Xiaomo grasped the point at once.

"Exactly. Master packed some belongings last night and explained some things to us. He was planning to leave before the meeting of the Nine Pavilions." Xun Liu said bitterly.

Sheng Xiaomo frowned, it turned out that Elder Zhengde was ready to admit defeat, but he was killed before the Jiuge meeting by a coincidence, obviously wanting to draw suspicion on him.

Although there was no evidence yet, Sheng Xiaomo felt an inexplicable chill behind him, and suddenly felt a pair of sharp eyes watching him in the dark.The opponent obviously knew Changliu's movements and even his every move very well, and had the cultivation strength to kill the head of the Nine Pavilions. What kind of opponent is this?What is his purpose?

Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down, looked at Xun Liu and said indifferently: "Xun Liu, let me tell you, I have more than forty volumes of evidence about your master's bribery and selfishness, even if I only take out half of it, it is enough to cover him. It was dealt with according to the rules of the sect. Why should the head take the risk of killing him?"

Xun Liu sneered and said, "Of course you don't need to harm my master if it's just these evidences, but don't forget the sect master, you still held secrets in my master's hands many years ago. If the sect master hadn't opened the door first, you two You have been on Zhuxianzhu for a long time. Now that you are the head of Changliu, you naturally want to get rid of this shame and silence my master!"

After hearing this, everyone was startled. They all looked at Sheng Xiaomo at the same time, but instead of being angry, he smiled, but that smile looked particularly terrifying.

"You're right. I really hate your master. If it weren't for the people and things I have scruples about in this world, do you think he could survive?"

"Sure enough, the fox's tail can't be hidden, right?" Xun Liu laughed desperately and complacently, and couldn't help shouting at him: "You think no one will know if you kill my master? That hypocrite Qing Yu did such a shameful thing with you back then, To save you, you blatantly injured dozens of Discipline Pavilion disciples, you have long been a shame for the entire long stay!"

boom!

Sheng Xiaomo slapped Xunliu's face hard, Xunliu lost to his palm and was knocked to the ground, a big mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and half of his teeth were broken.

"Master!" Elder Danqin hurriedly persuaded, Changliu's master made a move on a disciple in public, it is really inappropriate to spread the word.

Sheng Xiaomo didn't seem to hear his warning, grabbed Xunliu by the collar and pulled him up from the ground, stared at his deformed face, and paused every word: "If I hear from you again that my teacher Uncle’s name, I’ll tear your tongue out!”

Xun Liu looked at him panting, but could no longer make a sound.

Sheng Xiaomo threw him back to the ground, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed down the rushing killing intent in her heart, and waved to take him down.

Everyone in the side hall was afraid to speak for a while, and no one knew when that invisible taboo would ignite the anger of the head.The few leaders who knew what happened back then sighed in their hearts. Hundreds of years passed, and everyone thought he was relieved, but they didn't expect that the wound was still fresh in the heart of this immortal who was recognized as the most unrestrained in Changliu Mountain. untouchable.

After a long time, Sheng Xiaomo slowly realized his gaffe, now that the matter of Elder Zhengde's murder is still unclear, he really shouldn't care about these old things in front of all the elders.

"Elders, take a break and wait for the results from the Medicine Pavilion. I'll go to the back mountain for a walk. If I find anything, I'll let you know." Sheng Xiaomo barely broke the suffocating silence, turned and left side hall.

The candlelight in the stone room was a bit dim, a pair of intertwined bodies were cast on the uneven stone wall, and there was a burning and strange atmosphere in the air.

Ying Yun was sitting naked on the wooden couch, holding the man in front of him tightly in his arms, moving violently, panting continuously.The man in his arms was forced to sit on his waist, his clothes were disheveled and half uncovered, his head was resting weakly on his shoulders, his long hair fell down and covered his face, like a ghost.His hands wrapped around the neck of the person in front of him, and he was forcibly restrained by chains. His body continued to rise and fall with the movements of the person in front of him, but he seemed to die without a sound.

"Master...Master..." Ying Yun murmured to the person in his arms, suddenly trembled a few times, and climbed to the top again.

He gasped for breath, sweat dripped down his forehead and back, and the person in his arms remained silent, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

After several months of hard exploration, Ying Yun finally learned to find happiness from this man.He craved his body endlessly like an evil spirit, immersed in this crazy and desperate joy and couldn't extricate himself.But no matter how he tossed him, this man never gave in and begged for mercy before he fainted, and he never even made a sound.

Ying Yun was furious and begged, but in the end he had to admit that in this life-and-death confrontation, he could not defeat his master after all.

Because his master doesn't miss this world, but he misses him.

If you have a heart, you will never be strong.

After calming down for a while, Ying Yun pressed his lips to his cheek, and his voice was as soft as a whisper: "I sent someone to kill that old bastard in the Discipline Pavilion... the suffering that Master and I suffered in the sky prison back then, I returned it ten times and a hundred times to him..."

The person in his arms was still stiff, without any reaction.

Ying Yun seemed to be used to it, and he was very patient: "The next one is the head of Changliu. When I finish him, Master will be done with there... Let's go far away, shall we?"

"You promised...not to hurt him..." The man in the arms unexpectedly opened his mouth, his voice was completely hoarse due to the long silence.

Ying Yun smiled sadly, released the restraints on his hands, held him in front of her eyes, gently brushed away his messy hair with her hands, and covered his stagnant blue-gray face.

"Master, it's true that only by mentioning him can you respond a little?" Ying Yun looked at the dying face with tenderness and sadness, as if he saw himself.

Qing Yu slowly opened his eyes, his lotus eyes were empty and out of focus, as if blind, only his lips opened and closed slightly: "You said...not to kill him..."

Because of the poisoning, his fairy body was almost eroded. Facing his former lover with profound mana, he has no resistance at all.