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no flowers...

There was never a moment when Chu Liuxiang chanted this name in her heart, she would have such a cramping pain.Chu Liuxiang imagined countless possibilities for the real culprit behind the scenes who led the drama. He thought about all the people he could think of, but he didn't think about Wu Hua who would investigate the theft of Tianyi Shenshui with him. .

Such a result is simply too ridiculous.

He had thought of everyone, but he didn't expect that the ultimate real culprit would be the most unlikely and also Wu Hua whom he trusted the most.

Could it all be just another conspiracy?

The purpose of the murderer is to blame Wuhua and destroy his relationship with Wuhua?At this point, looking at the extremely familiar handwriting on the note, even though the facts were in front of her eyes, Chu Liuxiang still refused to admit it.His eyes were fixed on the note, trying to overthrow the murderer in his heart was impossible.

He comforted himself, this handwriting might be imitated by other people without flowers, a person like Wu Hua who is as beautiful as Jiyue, even Qian Xiuling is unwilling to punish cruelly, so how could it be to steal the god of heaven? The murderer who brutally killed those people?

Chu Liuxiang told herself in her heart to calm down.

He clenched the wooden box in his hand, thinking that maybe all of this was Nangong Ling's conspiracy.Nangong Ling deliberately dropped the wooden box while fighting with him, making him think that Wu Hua is the leading murderer behind the scenes, so as to divert his attention, so that the real murderer can continue to hide in the dark.

But in fact, Chu Liuxiang wronged Nangong Ling for thinking this way.At this moment, Nangong Ling was very anxious because Chu Liuxiang took the wooden box. Although his elder brother had told him in advance that he could deliberately show some flaws for Chu Liuxiang to notice, Nangong Ling didn't want to be caught by Chu Liuxiang through his treasured things at all. Chu Liuxiang picked up this method.

Nangong Ling cherished the notes written by his elder brother very much, because there were some words of concern from his elder brother to him in the notes. Although they were all brief greetings, Nangong Ling still put these notes in the box as if they were treasures.

Thinking of her elder brother, Nangong Ling took a look at the sky. There were few stars in the dark sky, and the bright moon was partially hidden by the clouds.

Counting the time, elder brother should meet Chu Liuxiang soon.After thinking about it, Nangong Ling suddenly looked forward to Chu Liuxiang's shock after hearing her brother admit that he was the leader of everything.

[Xiaohong, go a few hundred meters further, then turn left and you will see Chu Liuxiang. ]

[Um. ]

Fu Zhenhong responded, and walked towards Chu Liuxiang's position in a leisurely manner.

And Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang is still deceiving herself and analyzing the possibility that everything was framed by Nangong Ling.He thought a lot in his mind. Compared with the accuracy and speed with which he analyzed things in the past, his thinking at this moment is not only illogical and organized, but even quite chaotic.

There seemed to be two voices in his head.

The voice on the left told him that it couldn't be Wuhua, he had been getting along with Wuhua these days, and he knew Wuhua's temperament better than anyone else.However, the voice on the right is telling him again that the real culprit who dominates everything is Wuhua. Only Wuhua possesses the unique charm and style of writing in that handwriting, and no one can imitate the charm of Wuhua.

And slowly, as time goes by.

After Chu Liuxiang gradually calmed down, even though he didn't want to admit it, the balance in his heart had gradually tilted towards the voice on the right.

no flowers...

no flowers.

Chu Liuxiang silently recited the name in her heart.

At this moment, a sound of steady footsteps resounded in the quiet and silent night, and step by step, it spread into Chu Liuxiang's eardrums more and more clearly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chu Liuxiang's heart suddenly tightened, and he had vaguely guessed who it was.

He looked towards the direction of the footsteps, and under the darkness of night, he saw Wuhua walking towards him slowly.

It is still a spotless snow-white monk robe, pure and elegant, like a cloud that is not stained with dirt, but this pure white color should form two completely opposite extremes with the blackness of the night, but at this moment, these two colors seem to blend together together.

I don't know if it's because the darkness swallowed the white, or the white itself is part of the darkness.

Chu Liuxiang looked at Wuhua who was walking towards him, the faint moonlight shone on the monk, his face was the calm one he was familiar with, with clear eyebrows, straight nose bridge, and moderately thick lips.

Wuhua was still so empty and lonely, but for a moment, Chu Liuxiang felt extremely strange, but even at this point, Chu Liuxiang still had a little luck in her heart.As long as she didn't hear Wu Hua's own confession, Chu Liuxiang would not believe it, let alone believe it.

His lips moved slightly, and he looked at Wuhua walking one meter away from him with complicated eyes. Chu Liuxiang wanted to ask something, but found that all he wanted to say, after his eyes met Wuhua's, suddenly I got stuck and don't know how to start.

Wuhua's eyes are too indifferent and too calm, like water without waves, as if no matter what happens, there will be no ripples.

It's like Wuhua is always detached from the world.

In the past, Chu Liuxiang liked Wuhua's quiet eyes very much.

But now, Chu Liuxiang felt a kind of coldness from those eyes, a kind of almost cold and cruel coldness.

The air became more and more condensed in the silent atmosphere.

Chu Liuxiang didn't speak, just quietly looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him.

In the end, Fu Zhenhong took the initiative to speak and broke the silence first.He lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the wooden box in Chu Liuxiang's hand, "What did you see?" Fu Zhenhong asked slowly.

His voice was still clear and pleasant, but Chu Liuxiang felt a sudden constriction of his heart.He understood that Wuhua's question was equivalent to admitting in a disguised form that the note in the wooden box was related to him.But Chu Liuxiang was still making the final struggle. He lowered his voice, and there was a tremor in his tone that he didn't even notice. He asked, "Wuhua, does all this have anything to do with you?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong wanted to laugh, but instead of answering directly, he asked back, "What does Xiangshuai think?" Fu Zhenhong's tone was careless and loose.

Chu Liuxiang's heart became extremely heavy in an instant, his chest seemed to be firmly pressed down by a heavy stone, and he was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe, as if he was suffocated.

At this time, even if he still wanted to lie to himself, thinking that Wu Hua had some difficulties, or that there was something he had to do, it was impossible, because the cruel facts were in front of him, and he couldn't allow him to continue to deceive himself.

In fact, Chu Liuxiang thinks about it carefully now, if he is more careful when getting along with Wuhua, maintains the sharpness and caution of the past, and thinks more habitually, maybe he can see some vagueness from some small details that he once ignored clues.

For example, Wuhua was invited by Yin Ji, a jellyfish, to teach Buddhism in Shenshui Palace. Wuhua, who was regarded as a guest by the people of Shenshui Palace, was naturally more familiar with the terrain of Shenshui Palace than others, and it was easier to steal the sacred water. The secret treasure of the water palace is Tianyi Shenshui.

For example, with Wuhua's talent, why Shaolin's Tianhu master did not establish Wuhua but established Wuxiang as the head, perhaps it may be that Tianhu master faintly discovered another disturbing thing in Wuhua.

Another example is that there are so many anecdotal books in the world, but Wuhua has to borrow them from the beggar gang every time. It turns out that the drunkard's intention is not at all. is to convey information.

But Chu Liuxiang couldn't figure it out...

"...Why?" He looked at the monk in white and murmured.

why……

Chu Liuxiang couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand why Wuhua wanted to steal Tianyi Shenshui to assassinate those people, why he planned everything in Tiancang County and chose to blame him for his theft.If Wuhua simply wanted him to take the blame and take the blame for the theft, then why did she get along with him peacefully all along the way, accompanying him like a confidant to track down the behind-the-scenes of the incident.

Wuhua's concern, tenderness, and the tacit understanding formed between the two of them who can understand what each other wants to express with just one look, Chu Liuxiang doesn't want to believe that these are fake.

So... "Why?" Chu Liuxiang couldn't help asking again, as if he was asking Fu Zhenhong, or himself.

Fu Zhenhong sneered, "Why are there so many?"

Chu Liuxiang didn't understand that Wuhua was a wonderful monk who shocked the world, and almost all the praiseworthy words could be used on him. In the eyes of others, he was a perfect existence in the eyes of people in the Jianghu.Such a person who seems to know everything, what else is missing?Or to be more precise, what else needs him to spend so much time designing a big drama.

"Wuhua, what is your purpose for doing this!" Chu Liuxiang looked at Fu Zhenhong with a tingling look in his eyes, "Why do you want to take a road that destroys the reputation and status you have now?"

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not agree with Chu Liuxiang's words: "You and I are in different positions, how do you know that the path I chose is not the most correct?"

Hearing this, Chu Liuxiang frowned immediately. From Wuhua's words, he faintly felt that the other party's real purpose would be extremely crazy, and it might even be completely subversive and hostile to the entire martial arts world.

Thinking of this, Chu Liuxiang's heart tightened suddenly, "Wuhua, since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good, and evildoers with evil thoughts, greed and ignorance have never ended well."

Fu Zhenhong said: "Your nervous look is really interesting."

There was a slight smile on his face, and a slight irony in Qinglingling's sweet voice. He said to Chu Liuxiang slowly: "Whether my final result is good or bad, it depends on you. What are you doing?"

Chu Liuxiang froze instantly.

That almost suffocating feeling of discomfort swept over again.

Yes, what does it have to do with him?

He, Chu Liuxiang, has never had any relationship with Wuhua.

At this time, Chu Liuxiang finally realized that she had never really known Wuhua before.It turns out that when Wuhua uttered such touching words in the most elegant and gentle tone, it was so strange to him, so strange that for the first time, Chu Liuxiang felt a desire to escape from all of this. thought.