flow from evil

Two days later, Hu Bugui arrived at the Yang family as promised.

The arena is high-built and full of relatives and friends.This situation seems familiar.

Shan Simiao, the named new son-in-law, was arranged in a tent beside him, so he couldn't sit in the chairman's seat, so he watched Yang Yanning and Jun Wuyi walk away from the front row seat, Jun Wuyi Clothed and smiling like a flower, he was talking to Yang Yanning who was beside him, and Yang Yanning also looked very useful, with the sword beside him ready to try.

Once Yang Yingzhu died, only Yang Yingsong and him were left in the Yang family. Unfortunately, he didn't know that the person he thought he held in his hands might be his death talisman.

Shan Simiao's eyes turned to Yang Yingsong who was beside him, and saw a nun beside him bowing her head and whispering. The nun looked serious and seemed to be quite prestigious. frowned.

"That's Mrs. Heyuan from Emei. It is said that the Yang family specially invited her to be a notary." Meng Yunting had already inquired clearly, and knocked the melon seeds aside.

"Where's Jiang Yingying?" Shan Simiao asked.

"I don't know, I didn't see her early in the morning."

It stands to reason that the identity of that person has been revealed since he broke into the tower, and Yang Yingsong would never let her ruin a major event at this juncture, but why, these days, "Jiang Yingying" is still allowed to live in the Yang family, but no one any action.

"..." Shan Simiao felt even more uneasy, and when he turned his head, he saw two familiar figures again.

The flowery girl has exactly the same face, and the slightly calm elder sister seems to have sensed his gaze, turned her head to look, her eyes met, Shan Si Miao nodded and smiled, but the other party looked away vigilantly.

It seems that today is a big show.

In this competition, in the martial arts, many disciples came to head the sect, and they came to support the Yang family on the surface, but only they knew the purpose in their hearts.But since we're here, we can't avoid being polite.Among them, the most eye-catching ones are Kang Liu, the head of the Junzi Pavilion, and Ouyang Sheng, the head of the Kongtong Sect.

When Lian Yishuo saw his master, he went up to him with a shy face, and saw that Kang Liu looked a little more decent than him. He was dressed in a gentleman's Confucian robe, with kind eyebrows, kind eyes, modest and polite, and his small eyes were almost covered by his beard. He bent over.On the other hand, Ouyang Cheng looked majestic and solemn, wearing a black shirt, he was upright and awe-inspiring even in his serious words and smiles, bright and clean.

Yang Yingsong naturally had to greet these famous seniors first, led them to a seat, and then went back to take care of some of the peers, he was very busy.

That Hu Bugui had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and Yang Yingzhu still didn't show up, so everyone naturally speculated and whispered to each other. It seemed that the Yang family hadn't spread the news of Yang Yingzhu's disappearance.

"Cough, this kid Yingzhu is really outrageous." After a while, Yang Yanning finally stood up, looking like he was about to stand up.

But at this moment, one person and one sword came from afar.

Shan Simiao was the first person to see Yang Yingzhu clearly.I saw that he walked leisurely, looked as usual, and held the long sword firmly in his hand, except for a trace of unnatural gray on his face, he was no different from ordinary people.

If Meng Yunting hadn't witnessed his death with his own eyes, even now Shan Si Miao wouldn't believe that he was already dead.

It seems that Yang Yingzhu's body, like Yang Yingquan's, was controlled by someone.

As the figure approached, everyone finally recognized who was coming, and the half-knocked melon seeds in Meng Yunting's mouth fell to the ground with a thud, while Lian Yishuo, who had just sat in the back, was startled by the person and the chair. out.

But compared with them, the one with the worst complexion at this time belongs to Yang Yanning.The person whom he had clearly paid to kill appeared in front of his eyes at this moment. This feeling can hardly be described as an exaggeration.

"Ying...Yingzhu...you..." Yang Yanning's trembling sword body showed that he was a little out of shape at this time, if Yang Yingsong who was on the side hadn't stretched out his hand to hold him in time, he might have made a fool of himself.

"Second Uncle, what's the matter? Yingzhu, where have you been these days?" Yang Yingsong frowned, but Yang Yingzhu who was opposite him didn't answer him, and jumped onto the competition stage directly.

Standing opposite each other, without the hypocritical clasping of fists, Hu Bugui directly drew his sword and saw that the sword and the sword were quickly intertwined.Yang Yingzhu used the Four Seasons swordsmanship of the Yang family, but the strange thing was that his swordsmanship was different from what Shan Simiao had seen a few days ago. They all did their duty to the best of their ability... but it was only just right.If there is something missing, it is probably the stunning sword spirit on Yang Yingsong.

Glancing at Yang Yingsong, he sat down gracefully, looking at Yang Yingzhu on the stage silently and calmly, not at all surprised by the rapid progress of his younger brother's swordsmanship.On the contrary, Yang Yanning beside him, the more he looked at the stage, the paler his face became, and he even ignored Jun Wuyi's teasing.

"Shan Simiao... This... This... Is this a fake corpse?" Meng Yunting pointed at Yang Yingzhu on the stage tremblingly, and murmured, "Impossible, I clearly saw him die."

"You wait here." Shan Simiao explained briefly, and sneaked forward to find a position where he could see Yang Yingsong's front.

Looking carefully, he saw his fingers hidden in his sleeves moving slightly, although the range was so small that it was hardly noticeable, but Shan Simiao still found through observation that the movements were not chaotic, but followed the movements on the stage. There is a kind of subtle synchronicity among people.

In the stands, Yang Yingzhu and Hu Bugui were fighting each other, fighting evenly.Although Yang Yingzhu is no longer what it used to be at this time, Hu Bugui's saber technique is still extremely fierce, without giving anyone a chance to breathe. Yan Hui's [-]th style, dancing with that bloodthirsty blade, has a hidden sense of opening up the world Those who watched felt chills down their spines.

Ding——The tip of the sword hit the blade, I saw that Yang Yingzhu turned back and stabbed back, but the opponent took the initiative, slapped him on the chest, and retreated several steps.

This palm has been accumulating power for a long time, and with the blade connected, Yang Yingzhu will definitely get a solid blow. From this point of view, the basic ending is already decided. Amidst the wailing and sighing of everyone, only Shan Simiao is still staring at it intently. on stage.

Bang——As Hu Bugui fell to the ground with a thud, everyone present fell silent.

How is it possible, the knife just now was clearly cut on Yang Yingzhu's shoulder, how could it be all right?Everyone was dumbfounded, and they didn't see the change just now. Only Shan Simiao saw clearly that the knife didn't hit him, but it didn't have any effect on him at all, just like Yang Yingquan back then.

Seeing this, things are basically clear.Yang Yingzhu was already dead, and the one on the stage was just a puppet body, with no pain, no feeling, no sadness or joy, naturally a hundred times better than ordinary people.

Following Yang Yingzhu's victory, Yang Yanning sat down on the chair, while Yang Yingsong quietly put away his fingertips.Only Jun Wuyi turned his head inexplicably and raised his chin to himself.

Shan Simiao glanced at him and ignored him, but the other party winked relentlessly.

Shan Simiao shrugged helplessly, saying that he didn't know anything.If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. At this time, it is not a good time to show off.

Jun Wuyi narrowed his eyes and turned around.

"Second brother, you've worked hard, go down and rest first."

Yang Yingzhu leaned over the stage slowly, Yang Yingsong didn't give him a chance to speak, and directly led him down, but he was only halfway there when he heard giggles again.

Everyone looked back and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in yellow clothes standing sideways. Before she could react, she saw two rounds of curved thorns flying towards Yang Yingzhu on the stage.

Who is it if it is not "Jiang Yingying".

Yang Yingsong pinched his fingertips, and saw that Yang Yingzhu bent over quickly and flashed past, but the dozen or so teenagers who swept out from the crowd did not allow him to make too many movements. Yang Yingsong lost control of Yang Yingzhu, and Jiang Yingying took the opportunity to attack him. When he got to Yang Yingzhu's side, he pierced his muscles with both hands, and he saw that Yang Yingzhu was like a puppet, neither dodging nor blocking, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

The people who wanted to come forward to help were stunned when they saw this scene.

Kang Liu and Ouyang Sheng on that seat glanced at each other, each having their own concerns.

"Everyone can see that this Yang Yingzhu is already dead!" Jiang Yingying's loud words made everyone present boil.

"What did you say?"

"what happened?"

"Yang Yingzhu was clearly killed by people from Qisha Pavilion, and the murderer was his second uncle Yang Yanning!"

"Demon girl, deceive the crowd with your demonic words." Yang Yanning waved his hand, and many servants rushed forward, but under the posture of pretending to be calm, he still couldn't hide the surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.On the other hand, Yang Yingsong stared at Yang Yanning in front of him without moving.

Today's scene was originally prepared for Yang Yanning, but it seems that it has become someone else's stage.

"Why? I'm curious that you spent a lot of money to hire Qisha Pavilion, but you still see Yang Yingzhu standing in front of you? I'm afraid I have to ask another good nephew of yours about this matter." Jiang Yingying's shocking words Continuing out, Yang Yingsong turned his face away.

"Even your own sister who is madly in love with you can do it, what is a mere trash brother, isn't it?"

"Miss Jiang, are you talking to me?" Yang Yingsong didn't look panicked, but smiled gently, and only quietly tightened the fingers in her sleeves, it seemed that she had planned.

"What? You want to play dumb with me? Otherwise, let your brother say a few words to listen to, or else, you can ask him." Slim pointed her fingertips at Lian Yishuo who was in the audience, and Lian Yishuo was covered in blood. Shaking, he took two steps back abruptly.

"Oh? Then I have to ask, Brother Lian?" Yang Yingsong also looked at Lian Yishuo.

"Yishuo, what's going on?" Kang Liu asked.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shan Si Miao faintly felt that something was wrong.Lian Yishuo has always called Yang Yingzhu brothers and sisters, but he doesn't seem to have much contact with this always restrained young man of the Yang family.

But what Yang Yingsong said, it seems that Lian Yishuo has been guessed for a long time.No wonder, he knew that Lian Yishuo was there that night, but he didn't move at all.

"This... Master..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Brother Lian, even if it's for the reputation of my Yang family, you have to tell the truth. Where were you the night Yingzhu disappeared?"

"Yes... I was invited and went to Nuanxiang Pavilion with Brother Yang."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar. Although it is not impossible for a decent child from a famous family to go to the place of fireworks, it is still not a glorious thing.

"Then Miss Jiang, do you recognize her?"

"Yes, this girl has lived in Yang's house for some time, and she was also in Nuanxiang Pavilion the night Brother Yang disappeared."

"Nuanxiang Pavilion?"

"How can a girl's house go to that kind of place?"

"Tsk, maybe you are not a serious person at all."

The whispers below were already a little malicious and frivolous, "Jiang Yingying" on the stage turned dark, and she was almost about to shoot.

"Yi Shuo, don't talk nonsense about this matter, it's about the reputation of the girl's family." Na Kang Liu stroked his beard and said it in a hypocritical manner.

"Master, I don't dare to talk nonsense. That day, she obviously asked Brother Yang to go to Nuanxiang Pavilion, pour wine and play the piano. She was very attentive. Later, I was almost done drinking, so I left first. It was only her and Yang. Brother, who knows what happened next."

"Lonely and widowed, shameless."

"Yeah, how can a girl be so ignorant."

"Could it be that she killed the person too?"

"Huh... fart!" "Jiang Yingying" looked very ugly, but she was on Yang Yingsong's boat that night, and if she said it, she would not be much better than now. When he was angry, he came to frame her.

"Oh? Then this girl just said that Yang Yingzhu was killed by people from Qisha Pavilion, and she was just talking nonsense?"

"Hehe, this disciple doesn't know. After all, she was the only one who knew best that night."

These words mean that even if Yang Yingzhu is a dead person, his death is also inseparable from Jiang Yingying in front of him, killing two birds with one stone is really brilliant.

"Shameless..." Meng Yunting couldn't help cursing.

"What a well-known and righteous man." Jiang Yingying sneered, "Okay, let alone how he died, how can you explain Yang Yingzhu's abnormal behavior just now?"

"What's going on? What on earth is this girl going to do?" Meng Yunting had slipped to Shan Simiao's side at this time.

"Look at it."