[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

Manrou took a step forward, with a nervous expression on her face.She wasn't nervous that Nangong Mo and Ling Mohan would fight, but that if the two of them fought, it would be Nangong Mo who would suffer.

Nangong Mo looked at Su Yu again, and said, "The deputy sect master must have his reasons for doing things."

"..."

"Four days ago, were you the one who saved me?"

Su Yu froze for a moment, then hesitated, "If you mean taking you to Zhuozhou...it's me."

Nangong Mo nodded, "I see."

"...?"

Nangong Mo frowned slightly, and bowed to the three of them in salute, "I'm sorry, it's my Nanjianmen's matter that has affected everyone, but I can't explain the reason."

Manrou's expression was a little strange after hearing his words, she swallowed the question she wanted to ask after holding back for a long time, and then said, "Brother Nangong's body..."

"Fortunately, the weather wasn't too hot, so I asked someone to take him back to the gate for burial."

He came quickly and left swiftly, and soon a disciple from Nanjianmen came to take away Nangong Yu's body.Their faces were both sad and unbelievable. Compared with them, Nangong Mo's reaction seemed too flat and heartless.

Nangong Yi's death spread quickly, and Nangong Mo announced that the cause of death was accidental ingestion of poison, and he died suddenly from poisoning.Nangong Yan's body was covered by a black cloth, and no one noticed that he had actually been dead for nearly a day.However, his death was so strange, without warning and without cause and effect. Although most people were calm on the surface, few people really believed in this reason.

Su Yu was also very puzzled by Nangong Mo's attitude, he thought Nangong Mo was going to condemn Ling Mohan by calling for beating and killing.

However, he is not stupid. After thinking about it, he clapped his hands and said, "So, the man in black who fought with me the night Nangong Mo was attacked was Nangong Yi, and Nangong Mo knew about it... But why did Nangong Yi kill Nangong Mo?"

"The dispute between sect masters and factions." Ling Mo said coldly, "It's not much bigger within the sect."

"..." Su Yu blinked and said, "The Wu family doesn't have one!"

Ling Mohan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Good thing."

Su Yu chased two steps forward, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "But if Mixiang was planted by Nangong Yi, but it reacts with the poison in your body... Is it just a coincidence? And... ....Wu You was about to die when the sword wound was caused by Nan Jianmen, was it Nangong Yi, Nangong Mo, or Nangong Huang, the master of the sect, who ordered it?"

"Nangong Huang has always been a decent person, but I haven't seen it before, so I don't know if the rumors are true or not. Nangong Mo is Nangong Huang's favorite disciple, and he was even promoted as the chief disciple. If there is no accident, he will be the next sect master. fight."

"So it should be Nangong Yi's work?"

Ling Mohan hummed, and Su Yu said again, "So...it is a coincidence that it will react with the internal poison of the main body of the sect...There is no distinction between the Golden Fire Sect and the Black Fire Sect in the South Sword Gate .....Bar?"

Ling Mohan shook his head, "There is no such thing." He paused, frowned and said, "Golden and black flames remind me of the Sacred Flame Cult."

Su Yu also thought of the symbol of the Sacred Flame Cult, the flame painted in gold in the darkness of the day, and the black flame in the gold at night.

He also frowned, and said, "...For some reason, I always feel that I have heard of the Golden Fire Sect and the Black Fire Sect..."

Ling Mohan groaned, and said suddenly, "I don't know any Taoist priests I know well."

"......What?"

Ling Mohan leaned over slightly, and whispered in his ear, "If there is really something wrong with you using his body, if you don't look for a Taoist priest, you should look for a monk, but if you are too decent and unfamiliar, treat you as a How can you accept the demons and ghosts?"

Ling Mohan's tone was calm, but his breath was tickling Su Yu's ears. Su Yu's ears were very sensitive. He blushed and moved away uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "....... , there are a lot of people here..."

Ling Mohan raised his eyebrows, "What are you thinking?"

"...what, what do you think?"

"I'm just talking to you. The current situation is unclear, so it's not easy to do more..."

Su Yu blushed, quickly interrupted him, and growled, "I didn't think about that!"

Ling Mohan looked at him with a half-smile.

"...." Su Yu always felt that his subtext was that I didn't say anything, everything was your own imagination—but Su Yu always felt that there seemed to be some problems with his understanding, so he could only remain silent.

Although there are so many chaos and chaos before the martial arts conference is held, it still needs to be held.

The day after Nangong Mo returned to Hongye Town, the martial arts conference was held.

In the Red Leaf Valley, as long as you don't leave the main road, you won't encounter too many poisons.

The martial arts competition stage has been set up in the open space in the valley. Although many people are wondering why Nan Gongyi chose to hold the martial arts conference here, but he is dead, so no one knows.

On the day of the convening, there was no cloud in the sky, the red leaves were like fire all around, and there were many people in the audience.

There is one person taller than the martial arts stage, and the one who falls off the stage will be regarded as the loser. There is a bronze gong in the south corner, and the host can sound the gong to force the end of the competition.There is also a high platform on its side, Man Rou, Nangong Mo and Wu Daoming are here, they can see more clearly from the martial arts platform.

The martial arts conference, a few days ago, was a competition between disciples of various sects.Although there is no unified statement about the ranking among martial arts sects, there are always a few people who like to rank them every year. Let’s talk about their own reasons. Among them, the most widely accepted one is Shenlaibi Wulin Miscellaneous Notes The sect ranks first, and the martial arts conference is definitely a major event that affects their ranking.

Walking on the rivers and lakes, who doesn't want to attract others' sighs and admiration when they report their martial arts, so everyone treats them with a very cautious and solemn attitude.

Ling Mohan, Su Yu, and the rest of the Wu family stood under the stage, Yin Cong looked around and explained to Su Yu, "Generally speaking, the first three days are for the sects to arrange for the sect, and the next two days are for the leader's battle. The so-called battle for the leader is mostly a discussion between the heads of various sects or experts, and it is not for ordinary disciples to participate. However, if there are ordinary disciples who want to compete for the position of leader during the platoon, they can ask the leaders of each sect to compete. There are at least five battles, if you win all of them, you can participate in the last two days of competition. Or directly challenge the current leader, if you win, you can enter the last two days of competition."

Su Yu nodded and wondered, "It's so easy? Doesn't it mean that a random person with high martial arts skills can be the leader?"

"The one who is capable is respected. As long as he is a decent disciple of a famous school and has the ability to surpass the leaders of several masters, he can be the leader of the alliance. This is a fair thing. But it is easy to say..." Yin Cong smiled wryly, "

In the past ten years, no one has become the leader of the alliance like this.The kung fu of the major masters is not just for viewing.To actually lose to an unknown junior, isn't it a slap in the face? "

"...Oh." Su Yu nodded again, and then turned to ask Ling Mohan, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, "Well,...do you want to go up and try?"

Ling Mo said coldly, "You?"

"...How is it possible!" Su Yu cried in a low voice, "Of course it's you!"

"I'm not under the Wu family." Ling Mohan said, looking at Yin Cong, "Those who have no family and no sect, I'm afraid they can't challenge."

Yin Cong nodded, "That's true, because it would be too ugly if a few cults came to stir up trouble..." But he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and said with a smile, "Hey, you are Su Yu's husband, why can't you be counted in?" Under the Wu family?"

Ling Mohan shook his head, "In this case, the Wu family should count his dowry."

What he said was a little crazy, and Yin Cong was a little embarrassed.However, he immediately thought that maybe Ling Mohan was a disciple of some sect. In this way, it is really unreasonable to casually count him in the Wu family, or it might be a joke because he got bored, so he just He just laughed twice and didn't care.

But Su Yu felt very subtle in his heart—whether the leader of the Demon Cult was counted as the Wu family or the Wu family was the dowry of the Demon Cult—even if the former sounds more beautiful, but it really makes people know that the head of the Wu family is probably He was going to be killed to get rid of the stain on the family—if the patriarch wasn't Wu Daoming.

The Wu family's righteous way has been going on for a hundred years, but suddenly it got mixed up with the Demon Cult. It is estimated that Quan Xia Youzhi, the patriarch of several generations, would jump up and hack him to death.

Su Yu suddenly whispered to Ling Mohan, "If I regret it, what are you going to do?"

Ling Mohan also looked at him, his eyes were slightly cold, with some helplessness and pain buried deep inside, he said flatly, "Do you regret it?"

As soon as Su Yu met his gaze, his heart pounded, and he quickly emphasized, "If! I said if!"

"No regrets?"

"...What if you regret it later?"

Ling Mohan groaned, and said lightly, "It depends on how much you regret it."

"..." Su Yu also thought about it, "Ten percent?"

"Ten percent, I'll let you go."

"..." Su Yu was very frustrated, but Ling Mohan continued, "Only [-]% will let you go."

"I..." Su Yu was stunned for a moment, his face slowly turned red, Ling Mohan's eyes were extremely serious, Su Yu hesitated twice, and finally whispered, "...Actually, in fact, I might not regret it... "

"Yes." Ling Mohan replied, "I know."

"..." Su Yuxin said, why did I regret saying this all of a sudden! ?

While the two of them were talking, the gong on the competition stage was struck three times, and the noise gradually quieted down, but no one came to the stage for a while.

Yin Cong said in a low voice, "Most of the first few come from small sects, or those who just want to practice their skills and gain experience. The really exciting ones will come later."

As he was speaking, a thin and frail man in his 20s flew onto the stage and raised his voice, "Kudao sent Fang Ru, who can give me some advice?"

The audience buzzed for a while, and after a while, a big man over eight feet tall came up, holding a pair of axes, and said in a rough voice, "Leaping Tiger sent Lu Zhen, don't blame me if you break it."

Fang Ru smiled and stretched out his hand, "Then please."