Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

In the front hall, Qin Xiong, Song Wuqing, Qiu Yunlong, and He Changling were sitting on chairs on both sides, talking impatiently.

"Why haven't you come yet? Is it because you're afraid that we will die?" Song Wuqing yelled while beating the handle of the chair beside him.

"Hmph, if they don't hand over the leader this time, we'll tear down the Aotianmen." Qin Xiong roared unhappy.

"I know how to shout and shout to kill, no wonder outsiders say we are bandits." Yan Qiaotian walked into the main hall quickly, just when he saw the angry face of his capable men, as if he wanted to make a move.

"You came out, leader." Song Wuqing was the first to rush to Yan Qiaotian, grabbed his broken coat, and said in horror, "Who the hell is able to hurt you, leader? Tell me, I'm going to skin him."

"I'm fine." Yan Qiaotian shook off Song Wuqing and took his own hands, and then unceremoniously walked to the main seat in the main hall and sat down. He was not in a hurry to ask why they acted early, and now for him , the most important thing is something else.

As Wu Qiong walked into the main hall with Wu Jiajia's support, Yan Qiaotian looked at the other party's slightly hunched body, and said coldly: "Hmph, I think I should be able to discuss conditions with Wu Sect Master now, right?" ?”

Wu Qiong knew that there was nothing he could do to restore anything, so he could only whisper in a discouraged voice: "Hmph, it turned out to be like this, I have nothing to say, the boss wants to be killed or killed, and I will do whatever I want."

Song Wuqing looked at Yan Qiaotian, and said to Wu Qiong displeasedly: "I said Wu Clan Master, when did we say that we would call for beating and killing? Could it be that you want to seek death?"

"Song Wuqing!" Yan Qiaotian scolded softly.

Only then did Song Wuqing retract her head obediently, and curled up on the chair helplessly.

"Master Wu, Yan Qiaotian is a bit puzzled, I hope the people from Aotianmen can help explain a thing or two, if it solves my knot, then this matter will be over, you and I will go our own way, and we will not be together in the future." Let's meet, how about it?" Yan Qiaotian seemed to regard this place as his Jueming Ridge, and every word and deed revealed an irresistible majesty.

"What if I don't agree?" Wu Qiong said stubbornly.

"Hmph, you will say it, because you are not sure whether your wife was killed by me, so I expect you will say it." After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, it did not mean that Wu Qiong replied, so he rushed to his subordinates. Beckoning, Qin Xiong and Song Wuqing got up quickly and stood on the left and right sides of Yan Qiaotian, with expressionless faces, making it difficult to see their thoughts clearly.

Only then did Wuyou help Wu Qiong to sit down, and he himself sat down beside Wu Qiong.

"There's someone in this Aotianmen who has been trying to poison me, saying it's not Master Wuchen?" After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, staring at Wuchen whose chest was heaving and undulating, he smiled, "Or Master Wuyou?"

Wuyou looked at Wuchen, then turned to look at Yan Qiaotian and said, "I did this, it has nothing to do with others."

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly and said: "I know that with Master Wuyou's ability, how could he use the trick of poisoning?"

"Hmph, I did it, you don't have to be hypocritical, just kill me if you have the ability." Wu Chen stepped forward quickly and said angrily.

"Then it seems that the person who persuaded you on my roof that night was that Master Wuyou?" Yan Qiaotian glanced at Wuyou and said with a smile.

Wuyou sighed secretly, and said softly, "Fortunately, I didn't let him make a move."

Although there was a smile in Yan Qiaotian's eyes, the oppressive aura all over his body made people feel a little breathless. After turning his eyes between Wu Fuqian and Wuchen, he put away his smile and said coldly: " I don't want to get involved in those things between you and other people, and I don't want to get involved, so after the matter is over, you can return the jade bracelet to others, because it really doesn't belong to me, Yan Qiaotian, and I I don't want to either."

Wu Fuqian's body moved involuntarily, but he didn't raise his head. He looked down at his toes and listened to the sound of collapse somewhere in his heart, smashing all his disguises.

"Hmph, Yan Qiaotian, you are really unfeeling. You are not tempted at all when he treats you like that. Hmph, no wonder you are sitting in the position of the boss of the green forest. It really is not compared to ordinary people." Wu Chen knew the relationship between himself and the other party. He knew that he would never get cheap with nothing, so he kept suppressing the anger in his heart.

Yan Qiaotian's eyes wandered a little, and he tapped the table next to him lightly, and only the slight knocking sound could be heard in the entire hall.

After a long while, Yan Qiaotian raised his head, looked around, his eyes fixed on Wu Qiong, he hesitated a little before asking: "You are an enemy of my Qingyun Club because of your lady's affairs? But your lady has been dead for many years, how come you think of revenge now?"

Although there was anger in Wu Qiong's eyes, his tone was slightly dull. He lowered his head slightly and said, "At the beginning I was poor in martial arts, so I didn't dare to trouble you, but over the years, I have acquired Wuyou and become proud. Tianjiu Style, that's why I thought of avenging my wife."

"Hmph, before you take revenge, don't you think about it, is this enemy the right one?" Qiu Yunlong, who was sitting by the side and had been silent all this time, couldn't help interjecting.

"My mother was taken away by a person who claimed to be the leader of the Qingyun Society, and during the period, my mother sent someone to deliver a letter to us, and she also claimed to be staying at Jueming Ridge, the main altar of the Qingyun Society. Do we still have doubts? Your own mother?" Wu Jiajia blushed, she stepped forward quickly, and retorted loudly.

Yan Qiaotian kept thinking about Wu Jiajia's words, the leader of Qingyun Society, Jueming Ridge, these clues seemed to point the finger at him, but at that time he was building his own power outside, so how could he make such a move? Such a dirty thing?

"Have you ever seen that person?" Yan Qiaotian asked seriously.

After Wu Qiong and Wu Jiajia glanced at each other, they shook their heads in unison. Wu Jiajia said in a low voice, "No, that person wore a mask when he came. At that time, my younger brother was still young, and he always pestered us for our mother, but my mother had already We walked with others, how dare we tell little brother, after all, that is our mother."

Yan Qiaotian glanced at Wu Fuqian out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the other party stood motionless, looking down at the ground, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"The man said that he is the leader of the Qingyun Society, so you believe it. No wonder you Aotianmen can't make a name for themselves. It turns out that they are all rich and poor." Song Wuqing, who was standing beside Yan Qiaotian, finally couldn't bear it. live contemptuously said.

Yan Qiaotian raised her head and glared at him, only looking at Song Wuqing with a slight embarrassment, and turned her head away from him.

"Actually, that's not the case. The key is that that person also held the Qingming Sword in his hand. It was precisely because my father saw it that he..." Wu Jiajia quickly argued.