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"Mu is just expressing what's in his heart, don't you all agree?" Mu Jin said calmly.

"you!"

"Everyone calm down, the discussion meeting is for everyone to speak freely." Cheng Ao spoke to mediate.

"Well, how to solve this matter, let Leader Cheng decide." Wen Fu flicked his whisk and looked at Cheng Ao.

Cheng Ao couldn't make a decision for a moment, and suddenly gathered Qizhai to fall silent.

"I think we should let it go as soon as the treasures of the Western Regions are revealed." Yun Xiuyi broke the silence.

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

"Ani Tuofo, I agree with Master Yun's words." Yi Cong stood up and faced Cheng Ao, "Master Cheng, these days, because of the treasure, the martial arts world has become a mess, and there are endless disputes between various sects and factions, and there are constant disputes. The sect went to the Western Regions to hunt for treasures, disrupting the lives of the people in the Western Regions."

"That's right, Cheng also knows that more and more martial arts people are going to the Western Regions secretly, and they even brutally kill the local residents in order to obtain the location of the treasure." Most of the people were coveting the treasure, and when they heard Cheng Ao's words, they couldn't help feeling guilty, so they didn't say a word.

"Moreover, people who go treasure hunting recently are often mysteriously killed before they get any clues to the treasure." Cheng Ao continued.

Hearing Cheng Ao's words, Song Yanchu's face was moved.

"Leader Cheng sees it so thoroughly, and the poor nun also agrees with what the leader said, and the matter of the treasure is put on hold for now." Xiang Ying said after receiving Cheng Ao's words.

"The matter of this treasure is a bureau." Mu Jin thought for a while and said.

"The murderer who passed through the forest, the publisher of the treasure, and the person who stole the picture last night, what is the connection between these three?" Wen Fu said slowly, stroking his beard.

"The soul of the murderer, the treasurer's purpose is obvious, they all intend to challenge the martial arts, and the purpose of the person who stole the picture remains to be pondered." Mu Jin said.

"According to Master Mu, the person who stole the picture is not the same person as the murderer and the publisher?" Bai Fangyu asked.

"This is just Mu's speculation." Mu Jin took a sip of tea.

"This is the end of the matter. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. Cheng asks everyone not to send people to the Western Regions, so as not to fall into the enemy's trap and cause unnecessary losses. As for the case of the soul passing through the forest, please wait a few days and wait for it." After the martial arts conference is over, Cheng will definitely investigate this case thoroughly, and return the truth to his fellow martial arts practitioners." Cheng Ao cupped his fists, righteously.

"Okay, then it will be as the leader said." Everyone also stood up and returned the salute.

"So, it's getting late, everyone please rest early and prepare for tomorrow's martial arts competition." Cheng Aoyan said.

At the end of the discussion meeting, although all sects and factions agreed with what Cheng Ao said on the surface, they left Qiqizhai with their own ulterior motives.

No one noticed that a shadow slid past on the left and right near the Qi Gathering Room, and then disappeared suddenly.

"Doctor Song." Nangong Qian called out to Song Yanchu who was about to leave.Although this Nan Gongqian was Fu Jiong's eldest disciple, he was not as impulsive as Fu Jiong, but he was also polite, and he also had pretty features, but the murderous intent between his eyebrows was too strong.

"Young Hero of Nangong." Song Yanchu smiled and nodded.

"Long time no see, I wonder where Doctor Song has been these past few months?" Nangong Qian looked at Song Yanchu infatuatedly.

"I just went down to Changling City." Song Yanchu replied.

"Does Doctor Song have time to tell me something new about Changling City?" Nangong Qian said, his eyes lit up, and he approached Song Yanchu full of anticipation.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint Young Hero Nangong. I have to go back and prepare medicinal materials for tomorrow's martial arts competition." Song Yanchu distanced himself without leaving a trace, bowing and apologizing.

"Then I won't bother you." Nangong Qian said disappointedly, the infatuation in his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

"Excuse me."

"Then I'll go back." Nangong Qian turned around and left reluctantly after finishing speaking.

"Doctor Song." As soon as Yun Xiuyi walked out of Qijuzhai, he saw Song Yanchu being entangled by Nangong Qian, and when he saw Nangongqian leave, he also greeted him.

"Young Xia Yun."

"Doctor Song, be careful of Nangongqian, he..." Yun Xiuyi said unnaturally.

Song Yanchu encountered quite a few situations like this, so he smiled at Yun Xiuyi indifferently: "I understand."

"Then I'm leaving too."

"Ok."

And Nangongqian walked halfway and turned around to see Yun Xiuyi and Song Yanchu having a happy conversation, with killing intent flashing in his eyes.

15

【Come to Inn·Tianzi Room No. [-]】

Wei Sheng leaned forward and stood in front of a guqin, stroking the thin strings with his slender fingers.

Thinking about how long it had been since he had played the qin, since he came to Changling City, mundane things had come to him from all directions, and he himself forgot how long he hadn't had the leisure to concentrate on playing the qin.

"Lord, the treasure map is basically finished."

"Basic?" Weisheng asked blankly, lightly picking a string in his hand, and a clear and pleasant voice flowed out.

"It's still a corner away." Lan You was startled by Wei Shengni's piano sound, and his voice trembled a little. Thinking of the dignified look on the host's face when he came back last night, without saying a word, it seemed that the host was in a bad mood.

"Whose picture is missing?"

"Cheng Ao."

"I'm going to meet that Cheng Ao." Weisheng stood up, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth, and continued, "Tomorrow I will go to watch the martial arts conference."

"Lord, this treasure map incident must have been deliberately seduced." Lan You said looking at these treasure maps.

"I know."

"Since the landlord knows, why still..." Zhao Ying asked a little strangely.

"I don't want to let go of any clues, not to mention I want to find out who is behind the scenes." Wei Shengni thought that this person dared to use the events of the previous court to publicize, he must know some secrets, it seems that the treasure of the Western Regions has to be found .

"Lord, a masked man came to the inn." Lan You expressed his doubts.

"No problem."

"The subordinates will pay close attention to everyone in the inn."

"Ah."

【Bumin Villa】

Wei Shengni put on the black suit, took advantage of the night to enter the Bumin Villa again, and after searching for a while, he landed in a courtyard.Looking at the bright room, he suddenly flinched again, but quickly gathered his mood and approached the room on foot, looked in from the window, and saw the white clothes that were fading away that day as expected.

There was no warmth, no love, no sadness in Wei Shengni's eyes, and he just watched Song Yanchu in the room busy sorting a bunch of messy herbs without emotion.

The fourth watch has passed, and Song Yanchu is still walking around in the room, Wei Shengni's indifferent face finally showed a trace of anger, he picked up a leaf in his hand and hit the room with the lightest force Song Yanchu's sleeping hole.

After Song Yanchu fell down on the table in response, Wei Shengni pushed the door and walked in, picked him up and walked to the bed.

Song Yanchu felt a familiar embrace in a daze. He opened his eyes forcefully, and what he saw was an unexpected piece of black paint. Just as he was about to look up, the flood of sleepiness completely overwhelmed him, and his hands moved unconsciously. He grabbed the man by the collar.

After putting Song Yanchu on the bed, Wei Shengni found that the other party was holding on to his collar tightly. He sighed softly and took that hand away. He carefully took off Song Yanchu's coat and covered him with a quilt before returning to the outer room and curling up. Taking over Song Yanchu's unfinished work in his sleeves...

Not long after, Wei Shengni finished all the work and came to Song Yanchu's bed and sat down.

Song Yanchu slept very peacefully, while Wei Shengni sat aside and stared at his sleeping face without blinking, his thoughts flew back to a long, long time ago...

See you in late spring.

The east is pale, and there is a sound of chicken outside the cloud.

Wei Shengni stretched out his hand to untie Song Yanchu's sleeping hole, took one last look and flew away.

Song Yanchu woke up not long after Wei Shengni left. When he woke up, he thought that his medicinal materials didn't seem to be ready, so he hurriedly got out of bed and walked to the outer room.

Seeing that the medicinal materials were sorted into categories and placed neatly, and those basic prescriptions had already been packed, he stood aside with a confused expression, unable to recover for a long time...

The next day.

Pingyingding is a mountain flat above Bumin Mountain Villa, which can accommodate 400 people. The climate changes continuously, and the sun is shining and the rain is hazy. No one can predict it, and it is backed by rugged rocks. The vegetation faces the abyss, and the strangeness of its terrain intensifies the danger of the contest.Therefore, everyone who participates in the martial arts ranking competition must sign a certificate of life and death-to live and die in the martial arts competition, resign to fate, and not blame others.

There is a ring on the side of the cliff on Pingyingding, and a high stand on the side of the mountain. Now Cheng Ao sits in the main seat of the high stand, and on both sides are the heads of various sects and sects, as well as those invited by the leader in the martial arts world. famous people.

The disciples of all sects stood between the ring and the stands, ready to compete on stage at any time. Among the group of people, no one would notice that there was a masked man staring sharply at the audience.

Song Yanchu was originally assigned to be in the high stands, but he declined because he had to be closer to the ring, so that he could get in touch with the injured for treatment immediately.

Now this Pingyingding has gathered all kinds of people. Yesterday's discussion meeting was only attended by the so-called decent families, and today's martial arts ranking competition is open to anyone who comes to challenge, but the heads of ordinary schools will not participate, so this martial arts competition To a certain extent, it is also a competition for martial arts rookies.

On the cliff, a man in red was sitting cross-legged on a small flat ground, his pupils were eternally deep, and his brows were full of sadness, revealing a coldness that penetrated into the blood.

"The lord arrives—"

Cheng Ao walked to a high platform majesticly, looked at the crowd and said, "Go to the state of life and death!"

As soon as Cheng Ao finished speaking, several guards in gray clothes were holding a tray, on which was a piece of pale yellow paper.In the time for a cup of tea, everyone signed the certificate of birth and death.

"The contest begins—"

As soon as the words fell, the entire Pingyingding suddenly filled with smoke, and the eyes were completely white.

In the crowd, Tianyi Hall