The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Zhao Yunjian looked at the elder in front of him, "Father, Yunjian grew up in Hejian Mansion since he was a child, Yunjian is obliged to do things about Hejian Mansion, but Yunjian is naturally tired and lazy, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to take on this heavy responsibility."

Zhao Qianyun patted his shoulder, "Yun Jian, you are still blaming your adoptive father for being ruthless back then."

Zhao Yunjian said, "Father's words are serious, Yunjian has never complained about it."

Zhao Qianyun's hand slipped from his wrist, and he shook his palm and said, "Then how about agreeing to foster father?"

He saw Ren Qing'er leaving, but Zhao Yunjian could not and would not refuse the old man in front of him.

Zhao Qianyun did not return to his seat, but stood in the main hall and raised the cup in his hand, while Qi Yun and Zhao Yunjian got up and stood beside him.

Chu Xi stood among the disciples, his eyes fixed on Qi Yun, with a proud smile on his face.He has been by this person's side all these years, and it's not like he didn't have a faint hope when he dreamed back at midnight.

Now that Qi Yun takes over the Hejian Mansion, there is no possibility for him to be with him.But he doesn't resent, if he can guard him like this, guarding the Hejian Mansion, why should he complain?

Zhao Qianyun drank the tea in his cup and said loudly, "All martial arts fellows, please be a witness. From today onwards, the Hejian Mansion will be handed over to Qi Yun, and I am no longer a member of the Hejian Mansion."

"Brother!"

"Father!"

Two exclamations came from Qi Yun and Zhao Yun's sword mouths. Under the astonished eyes of the two, Zhao Qianyun's body fell limply.

Su Muhua pushed open the courtyard door, and saw a willow-colored figure sitting on a tree, gnawing a fruit leisurely, who is it not Ren Qinger?

Su Muhua said, "Why did you walk so fast? Zhao Yunjian responded."

Ren Qing'er snorted coldly, "I already knew..."

"Zhao Qianyun cut off his heart and is dead."

Ren Qing'er couldn't believe her ears, "What did you say...how could he?"

Su Muhua said, "I asked Zhao Yunjian, I heard that Zhao Qianyun went to Zhao Linlang's mourning hall early this morning, and stood beside the coffin for a long time."

Ren Qing'er jumped down from the tree and clapped her hands, "Since he has returned to Hejian Mansion, my fate with him is over...Leave."

Su Muhua said slowly, "You said that Zhao Qianyun committed suicide after seeing the lotus flower and the soul-leaving Gu, I'm afraid... Either this enemy is very powerful, or he has mastered the secret that Zhao Qianyun would rather die than to protect. Zhao Yunjian took over this hot hand Yam, it's really dangerous, dangerous..." Looking up, Ren Qing'er was standing in front of him, "Oh? You're not leaving?"

Ren Qing'er said, "I'm waiting to see his unlucky luck, how can I leave if I haven't seen enough drama?"

With few stars and a bright moon, the Hejian Mansion looked gloomy at night, and two coffins were parked side by side above the mourning hall.

Zhao Yunjian put the paper money into the brazier, and Qi Yun patted him on the shoulder, "I have sent extra people to guard this mourning hall, you should rest early tonight, and Hejian Mansion will be busy tomorrow."

Zhao Yunjian said, "Thank you, Uncle, I want to accompany Master and Junior Sister."

Qi Yundao, "That's fine..." He didn't force it, and after thinking about it, he said, "Ren Qing'er hasn't left Hejian Mansion yet, you..."

Zhao Yunjian said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, Yunjian only wants to fulfill his master's last wish and guard the Hejian Mansion. He and I are in the past..."

On the roof beam, Ren Qing'er's eyes turned cold, Su Muhua pressed his shoulders, and glanced into the room, and saw Qi Yun walking out of the room.She whispered to Ren Qing'er, "Go and lure Zhao Yunjian away..."

Ren Qing'er didn't want to face this person at all at the moment, but before he had time to object, he pushed down the roof beam for Su Muhua.

Zhao Yunjian heard the sound of the wind in his ear, the candle was flickering, and he put his hand on the scabbard.Focusing on the person in front of him, he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

His eyes were heavy, and Ren Qing'er's heart froze, she was already angry, and said, "Hero Zhao is enjoying himself, so naturally I shouldn't bother you."

Zhao Yunjian sighed helplessly, "Ren Qing'er, that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?"

Zhao Yunjian was silent for a moment and said, "Junior sister is poisoned by Gu poison, love you..."

Ren Qing'er sneered, "Zhao Yunjian, you really doubt me. Yes, I did it all. I put the poison on your junior sister, and then cut her chest open with a knife, so that you can see clearly that I killed her. "

"Qing'er, can you make some sense?

Ren Qinger took a deep breath, "Zhao Yunjian, can we find a place to talk?"

Zhao Yunjian looked at him deeply and nodded.

Su Muhua watched Ren Qing'er and Zhao Yunjian go out, leaned on the roof beam, took out a folding fan from his arms and slowly played with it.There are purple marks on the fan bones, and a moon and a flower are painted on the pure white fan surface.An unfinished word was mentioned on the fan:

Who knows that the rivers and lakes have been wandering for a long time, and the confidant is still the same.Drunken face under the lamp is not wine, the light boat rides on the moon and the wind faces the sleeves.

The lights shine on the flowers and the rain makes people lose weight.What is the deep love, the white head of the hand in hand period.

There is still one sentence missing.There was a smile on Su Muhua's lips, and he was waiting, no matter why Lu Jiuhan was in danger, Hejian Mansion and Jianglongdu were in the same game of chess, the people who planned it probably never thought that Zhao Qianyun would be so clean Kill yourself cleanly.

A person who is in chaos... If this person still comes with hatred for Hejian Mansion... how can he be reconciled?

Tang Jiunian?He asked Tang Yao about Tang Jiunian. Ten years ago, Tang Jiunian helped Shui Liuyue develop Gu poison, which hurt the lives of Tang disciples. After being defeated by Grandma Tang, Tang Jiunian disappeared.

If Tang Jiunian came to Su Muhua because of Shui Liuyue's death, and Ren Qing'er because of worshiping the moon, and his eyes fell on Zhao Qianyun's dark coffin, then what's wrong with Zhao Qianyun and Tang Jiunian?

Su Muhua waited for a stick of incense, suddenly frowned slightly, and looked intently.A figure in a night suit quietly landed in the room.

The black figure stood in front of the coffin for a while, Su Muhua hid on the beam, the moonlight came in through the window, the man's eyes shone like flames.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly pushed open the dark coffin lid on the left with a palm.

The coffin lid fell to the ground with a dull sound.

A man's face appeared in the coffin, it was Zhao Qianyun.

The man stood in front of the coffin, looked down at that face, and let out a suppressed low laugh in his throat, "Zhao Qianyun, do you think that if you die, you won't have to pay back the debt you owe? I took revenge on your daughter and made her pregnant with the evil seed." , then cut open her belly, and planted a lotus flower... eh? How about the lotus flower, is it beautiful, do you like it, does it look like the one in the Moon Worship Sect?"

His eyes were very bright. Looking at those eyes, Su Muhua felt that this man had gone crazy.

"Even if you die, I will smash your bones into ashes." The man in black laughed wildly for a moment, stretched his five fingers like hooks, and went straight to Zhao Qianyun's throat.The claws with a fishy smell walked halfway, and were supported by a folding fan.

The book in green shirt stood tall, looking at him with a smile, the dark candle reflected in his eyes, the luster was as clear as amber.

The man in black uttered a low voice, "Looking for death."

Su Muhua smiled and said nothing, but his subordinates were merciless.The man in black disassembled a few moves with him and was secretly startled. This man's martial arts didn't seem very high, and his moves were even a bit jerky and clumsy. Obviously, the next move could knock him down, but every time he was in a critical situation But can always avoid it.

The more he fought, the more impatient he became, but that man's martial arts were as invisible and unfathomable as sea water.

"Who are you?"

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