flow from evil

"Oh, ridiculous." Yang Yingsong sneered, "Everyone here can see clearly what Yingzhu did just now, but there is no evidence for what you said, it's just a random talk."

"That's right, what this girl said is too shocking." Kang Liu stroked his beard, but turned his head to see Ouyang Cheng's expression was a bit strange.

"That's right, those of you who don't know here know, what is the puppet technique?" Jiang Yingying followed him and turned to Ouyang Cheng, "Even if other people don't know, I believe the head of the sect, Ouyang, knows."

"Brother Ouyang?"

At this moment, Ouyang Cheng's hand holding the teacup had already started to tremble slightly. He raised his head and glanced at the expressionless Yang Yingzhu on the stage, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground with a slap and shattered.

Everyone looked at it, and the doubts just now turned to the stage again.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Yingying said again, "Everyone knows that the art of puppets has been lost for a long time, and those who reach the extreme can manipulate corpses like living people. It is not only flexible and changeable, but also painless and painless, which is better than ordinary people."

"Just like... Yang Yingzhu on the stage."

"It's nonsense, come and take down this witch!" Yang Yanning excitedly called his disciples to come forward, but was stopped by Yang Yingsong at the side.

"Since the girl said that this puppet technique has been lost for a long time, may I ask, where did I learn this kind of secret technique when I am a cripple? Everyone knows that the Yang family is very strict. How could you let me go before my father?"

"Makes sense."

"Yeah, isn't this witch just talking nonsense."

"Of course your father will not let you go, because your father also died at your hands!"

When Yang Yanning heard this, he finally couldn't help shaking his figure.

Yang Yingsong looked back and saw that his face was ashen, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Second Uncle? You can say something, my nephew can't afford such a crime." Yang Yingsong's voice was not as cowardly as before, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth made Yang Yanning even more uneasy .

But Yang Yanning didn't respond to him. The moment he lowered his hand, the sword in his hand pierced Jiang Yingying on the stage with lightning force, until at the last inch of his neck, he suddenly turned to Yang Yingzhu who was on the side.

Yang Yingzhu didn't evade, he didn't even blink his eyes.Yang Yanning withdrew the tail of his sword, stretched out his hand to detect the breath under his nose, there really was nothing coming in and no coming out.

"Yang Yingsong, what's going on?" Yang Yanning turned around and asked him, the anger in his voice could not be stopped.

Shan Simiao watched from the side, thinking to himself: Now it seems that Yang Yingsong might know that he can't keep it from him, so he doesn't plan to pretend anymore.It seems that Yang Yanning won't survive today.

It's probably very uncomfortable to be backlashed by a plaything that you think you can control in your hands.

At this time, Yang Yingsong changed from the weirdness just now, and put on a look of surprise on his face.Yang Yanning is not a fool, he soon became suspicious, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him up.Yang Yingsong's legs and feet are inconvenient, and the whole person is held in his hands like a puppet. He looks so embarrassed, some soft-hearted people shake their heads when they see this, and can't bear to look any more. Only the sharp-eyed Shan Simiao can clearly see the fingertips in Yang Yingsong's sleeve Something clutched in his hand was ready to go.

"Second Uncle, Yingzhu..." Yang Yingsong leaned into his ear and lowered his voice, "This is your end."

"Be careful!" Jiang Yingying's blurted reminder didn't have much effect, because almost at the same moment, Hu Bugui beside her also moved.

The blood blade's murderous aura rushed from behind, Jiang Yingying turned to meet her, but she was still pushed back a few steps, her eyes darkened, she put away the innocence on her face, and did not dare to slack off at all.On the other side of the stage, Yang Yingzhu tried his best to take Yang Yanning's life.

Yang Yanning didn't pay attention to Yang Yingzhu's three-legged cat kung fu.But this time it was different, Yang Yingzhu in front of him was not only extremely powerful, but also not forced by his sword skills at all. The sword wound on the opponent's body was almost exposed under his sudden attack, but he did not slow down his movements at all.

Following Yang Yingsong's gaze, the disciples of the Yang family quickly fought with the ten teenagers behind Jiang Yingying.The spectators in the audience were completely dumbfounded by the situation in front of them, and they didn't know whether to make a move or not.

"Jiang Yingying" on the stage was so skilled that she could almost draw with Hu Bugui, but almost in an instant, Yang Yingzhu suddenly turned around and attacked. The long sword in his hand was like lightning, straight to Jiang Yingying's back. It was about to hurt his life, but he slapped him again in the air.

Jiang Yingying looked sideways, and saw that Yang Yanning slapped Yang Yingzhu's chest with all his strength, and opened him a few meters, but Yang Yingzhu only paused, and raised his sword again.Yang Yanning frowned, and then slapped his back several times one after another, only feeling that the back was hard without the slightest warmth.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, what kind of demon can a dead person be!" Yang Yanning shouted angrily, but unexpectedly his palms went numb, and when he looked down, it was completely dark.The sharp sword that came after two stabs made him instinctively turn sideways to hide, but suddenly there was a pain in his dantian, and then a chill in his stomach, and the long sword in the opponent's hand pierced through his waist.

"Second uncle!" Yang Yingsong watched Yang Yanning fall to the ground in response, and pulled out a soft sword from the wheelchair beside him with lightning speed, and deflected Yang Yingzhu's sword away with one move.

After a move by Pingchuan Qiuyan, Yang Yingzhu didn't even struggle for a moment, and fell straight beside Yang Yanning, motionless.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there is no proof of death now." Shan Simiao sighed.

"Huh?" Meng Yunting on the side was completely dumbfounded. The changes in front of him were too fast, and it was overwhelming.

"Yang Yingsong! How dare you kill people in public!" Jiang Yingying felt annoyed when she saw him preemptively, but Hu Bugui was like a brown candy that couldn't be shaken off. Let go.

"Amitabha." A Buddha's verse came through the air, only to see Master He Yuan descending from the air, the pure internal force separated all the trembling people on the stage, but did not hurt anyone at all.

Seeing that the old nun wanted to get in the way, Hu Bugui wanted to pick up the saber and attack again, but he saw Yang Yingsong winking at him.

"Master, it's up to Master to uphold justice for my Yang family." Yang Yingsong said respectfully, waiting for her to speak.

The old nun squatted down, inspected the two people on the ground, and then said, "Amitabha, Second Young Master Yang has indeed been dead for many days, Young Master Yang did not kill anyone."

Nonsense, Jiang Yingying pointed out that it was Yang Yanning who killed him!Now even Meng Yunting can see how these people can be so stupid.

He just rolled his eyes, and was whispered by Shan Si Miao.

"...Yingzhu..." Yang Yingsong frowned, and closed Yang Yingzhu's eyes on the ground, "Who is so vicious, killing people, but not even letting go of the corpses?"

"Hmph, the thief is calling for a thief." Jiang Yingying snorted coldly.

"Who is this benefactor?" The nun stood up and asked Jiang Yingying who was on the stage, obviously meaning something.

Jiang Yingying smiled when she heard the words, "Who am I and what do I do, I just want to tell you heroes, what happened to the Yang family these days, and how Yang Yanfeng, the head of the Yang family, died back then."

When Yang Yingsong heard her mention Yang Yanfeng, he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at her.

"Amitabha, what the benefactor said is serious, is there any proof? I hope you don't just talk about it."

"Old nun, since you want to be partial, why do you have to act righteous?" Jiang Yingying glanced, "Yang Yanning's suspicion just now, you have all seen it, a person who can be suspected by my second uncle, you are serious Think he's innocent?"

The people here are naturally not fools, and more whispers began to spread.

"The people here are all decent and respected people, how can you allow a witch to talk nonsense, and you don't even want to reveal your identity, how can you convince the knights here." Hu Bugui also took advantage of the situation to question.

"You!" Jiang Yingying was choked up by these two people, unable to defend herself for a while.

"Yang Yanning is a wolf with ambition, and has always thought that he has lost the right. Everyone knows that he doesn't get along with his two nephews. It's strange that there is karma now." Old Kang Liu also saw the stitches, and said aloud, " It’s just that, the puppet technique you mentioned just now, I’m afraid it was you who brought it in.”

"... This Gentleman's Pavilion really lives up to its name." Meng Yunting mocked in a low voice.

Shan Simiao is also contemptuous in his heart, Gentleman's Pavilion, as long as there are common interests, it doesn't matter whether he is a gentleman or not.The so-called decent families are just a group of hypocrites who gather together to do evil for their own interests.

"Yang Yingsong, don't think that finding a group of hypocrites who look like dogs can cover up these pickled things for you. How dare you say that your second uncle and you are only relatives of uncles and nephews? How dare you say that you are relatives with yourself My sister has no personal relationship? How dare you say that you have no knowledge of your brother's death?"

As soon as she said this, everyone was in an uproar. What happened to the Yang family was really exciting.

"Yang Yingquan is infatuated with you, but you play her in the palm of your hand in order to gain power. She wants to force you to elope, so you kill her without stopping, and then manipulate her to marry someone else." Jiang Yingying expected that Hu would not Gui didn't dare to act in front of this old nun, so he would simply tell the whole story first, "Your second brother found out about your nasty things, so you teamed up with your second uncle to buy him to kill him, poor thing, you Second Uncle thought that your pillow plaything was just an incompetent coward, but he never thought that he would die in your hands today."

"It's over? Do you think your nonsense can fool all the martial arts heroes living here?" Yang Yingsong laughed, "I'm afraid even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe this if I said it."

"Okay, since you don't admit it, I can't do anything about you, so why don't we settle the old scores, how about?"

"..." Upon hearing this, Yang Yingsong lost the leisurely look on his face just now, anyone could see that he was afraid of what the other party said just now.

"Everyone would like to know how the hero Yang Yanfeng, who was unparalleled in Huaiyang and dominated Huaiyang back then, died?" Jiang Yingying asked loudly.

Hu Bugui clenched the blood blade tightly, and a pair of twins beside Jiang Yingying surrounded her vigilantly.

"Cough." Shan Si Miao suddenly poked Meng Yunting's arm, Meng Yunting turned around without knowing why, only to see him blinking at her, and was elbowed out again.