I am not a good person

"Hey, whose family is this Fang Junyue's child?" The stout man lifted up the only remaining urn.

no one answered...

The stout man repeated it several times, and finally a young man galloped over from the street, jumped over the heads of the crowd, and grabbed the ashes urn in his hand.

The newly appeared young man was Fang Junnian who had won the competition at Qixia Terrace on Feiyun Cliff. At that time, Zhao Zenian watched a match and felt that this man was very talented, and that in time he would surely make his way in the world.

When Ji Cien took them to the cemetery near Fengmingyuan, Zhao Zenian saw the name "Fang Junyue" on one of the tombstones. At that time, he guessed that the similar name might have something to do with Fang Junnian. .

Tao Qinglian was very scheming, and the several urns he brought were all from famous sources, and their families were all capable in the world, which meant that they would not let it go.

Ye Ai's face turned even paler, and she asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Zhao Zenian couldn't do anything about it. Sometimes it's like this. No matter what you do or not, if someone insists on falling on you, you can't tell why.What's more, Ye Mang did kill many innocent people.

Fang Junnian hid the sadness in his eyes, and hugged his younger brother's ashes jar in his arms: "Master Ye Shao, there is nothing wrong with it, let's not say that the news is likely to be true. The disciples of Yunyin Palace took the ashes in person. The delivery of the jar means that Ye Mang is no longer in Yunyin Palace, and the owner of the palace has changed. The facts are all there, let's call Ye Mang out and confront him!"

Fang Junnian was flexible and organized, and he spoke clearly and logically. When the people behind him heard this, their train of thought gradually became clearer, and they yelled loudly for Ye Mang to confront him.

Ji Zifeng and Fu Pingzhou were able to speak a few words before, but now they are speechless.

"Even if it's true..." Ye Ai buried his waist deeply: "I really don't know the whereabouts of my elder brother. As a younger brother, I can only apologize to you on his behalf!"

Fang Junnian sarcastically said, "Can apologizing bring people back to life?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Fang Junnian was very annoyed: "My brother was only 15 years old when he was taken away!" He said and drew his sword.

The people behind couldn't wait to show their weapons.

Ye Ai looked down at the crowd and felt exhausted like never before. It turned out that those days when he was comatose in Yaowang Valley were the most relaxed and carefree times in his life.

As soon as he was in a daze, Fang Junnian led people up the steps: "We're going in to search! Ye Mang must be found today!"

Zhao Zenian pulled Ye Ai back so that he would not be crushed to death by the crowd.

Yiye Zhiqiu's guards tried their best to stop them. Although there were a lot of people, they were not as powerful as those of Shang Junnian, and they were quickly dispersed.

In the chaos, Ye Qiuliang was viciously trampled under his feet, and Ye Yanqing was also slammed into the wall.

Ye Ai was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth. Zhao Zenian quickly supported him, while Fu Pingzhou and Ji Zifeng rescued Ye Yanqing and Ye Qiuliang successively.

Ye Qiuliang's ribs were crushed, and Ye Yanqing, who was like a child, was also cut in the arm. Ye Ai was angry and anxious, and her eyes turned black.

"Father!" Ye Mang's voice came from the air, and then a person fell to Ye Yanqing's side, and then Feng Yueyi also appeared.

Zhao Zenian frowned: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Ye Mang's heart ached: "How can I leave them and walk away?"

Zhao Zenian looked at Feng Yueyi, who was very helpless: "I can't stop him! When the father and son meet, I will let him go quickly. He is worried halfway, so he insists on turning back to have a look!"

Those provocateurs were afraid that Ye Ai and his son would escape, so a small part of them guarded the gate. With Ye Mang's appearance and his similar appearance to Ye Ai, he recognized him, and partly surrounded Zhao Zenian and others. , some of them go in and report.

Soon Fang Junnian and others rushed out again and surrounded Ye Mang heavily.

After Ye Mang applied the medicine to Ye Yanqing, he turned around and faced the crowd with a blank expression: "Could it be that if I die, you will let Yi Zhiqiu go and stop bothering my father and second brother?"

"Yes!" Fang Junnian said coldly, and the others echoed.

Ye Mang was very calm: "I'm about to die, there must be a chance to say goodbye, right?"

Fang Junnian raised his chin: "Please do it!"

"Brother!" Ye Ai weakly leaned on Zhao Zenian's shoulder.

With tears in Ye Mang's eyes, he straightened his father's clothes, hugged Ye Ai, whispered a few words of advice, and then looked at Zhao Zenian.

Before Zhao Zenian could speak, Ye Mang took out a scroll from his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand in front of everyone.

Zhao Zenian pinched the scroll: "This is..."

Ye Mang's eyes showed fierce hatred: "I will not let Tao Qinglian get what he wants!"

He approached, and whispered in Zhao Zenian's ear: "This is the name of the male favorite of Yunyin Palace who died in the past six years. The previous palace master kidnapped mostly Jianghu disciples in pursuit of pleasure..."

He smirked twice: "I want Yunyin Palace to be buried with me!"

Zhao Zenian's heart was shaken, and he squeezed the paper tightly: "I will make your wish come true."

Ye Mang was stunned, and suddenly reached out to hug him. Zhao Zenian was so surprised that he stood still.

Feng Yueyi had an unexpected look on his face. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, the situation was special and he was not so narrow-minded.

"It's a pity we met too late." Ye Mang's tone was full of regret and unspeakable pain: "Thank you for helping the Ye family find out the cause of the younger brother's death, thank you for helping the Ye family avenge and deal with the Yuan family and his son, thank you for saving My second brother... from now on, please take care of Yiye Zhiqiu, I, Ye Mang, am grateful, and I can only repay you in the next life!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Mang pushed Zhao Zenian away.

Zhao Zenian involuntarily backed away, watched Ye Mang staring at him without blinking, slapped his heart with his right hand, and fell slowly to the ground.

"Brother!" Ye Ai screamed and rushed over, hugging Ye Mang's upper body hysterically: "Why?!"

Ye Mang's heart was cut off, he breathed in less and out more, he barely held Ye Ai's hand: "Brother is useless, I caused you trouble before, but now..."

"No, no, no!" Ye Ai shook his head: "I am willing, for the sake of the Ye family, I can do whatever big brother can do!"

"It's a pity..." Ye Mang closed his eyes before he finished speaking.

Ye Ai froze, tears dripping down Ye Mang's face.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and Fang Junnian opened his mouth first: "Since Young Master Ye apologized with death, Fang Junnian keeps his word, and it will be canceled from now on!"

Fang Junnian was about to leave after finishing speaking, but the burly man held him back and raised his voice to ask Zhao Zenian, "Ye Mang slipped a note for you before he died, what was written on it?"

Fang Junnian was not in a hurry to leave, since he was dragged away, he simply stayed.

Zhao Zenian opened the note, read it and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

"Whispering!" The burly man sneered uncomfortablely: "I'm afraid there is something shameful, so I dare not say it and let us know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him actively echoed.

Zhao Zeqing scoffed, and the corner of his right mouth curled up: "Young Master Ye dares to act bravely. He has already apologized with his death for Ye Zhiqiu's century-old foundation and his relatives. What else is there to be afraid of others knowing?"

The stout man stretched out his hand and pointed: "Then what did you say on the note?"

"Boss Ye." Zhao Zenian handed the note to Ye Qiuliang, who was still standing despite a broken rib: "Read it to them!"

Ye Qiuliang took it and took a look, showing surprise on his face.

The burly man thought he was hesitating, and urged impatiently: "Speak quickly! If you don't have the strength, let me come!"

Why did Ye Qiuliang hand over the note to the person who killed his young master? He immediately took a deep breath, endured the pain, and read out the names on the note aloud.

When the reading was over, the expressions of the people on the stairs were different, because most of the names on the note had been heard in Jianghu, and some of them even came from famous families with great backgrounds.

There are even those who have trouble running away to inform the family members of those names on the note.

"What does this mean?" Fang Junnian asked.

Zhao Zenian looked down at them with his hands behind his back: "These people on the note are all the male favorites of Palace Master Yunyin. You have already heard about half of them in the past two days. They were made by Young Master Ye, and the others are all from the previous post." The palace lords were captured into Yunyin Palace, and most of them are no longer alive!"

Fang Junnian was surprised and said coldly: "Even if Ye Mang is still alive, this is what you said!"

"I dare say, there must be evidence!" Zhao Zenian was very calm: "I have been to Yunyin Palace, there is a big cemetery there, once the male favorite of Yunyin Palace Master passes away, they will be buried there... ..."

The thick man yelled: "So what if someone is buried, whoever you say is who?"

Zhao Zenian frowned slightly: "Brother, wait until I finish talking!"

The others were still waiting to hear, and all looked at the burly man, blaming him for not interrupting.

"One day, one hundred days of kindness." Zhao Zenian said this sentence deliberately, just to disgust these people: "Master Yunyin has prepared a coffin and a tombstone for each dead male favorite, you can go and see! "

The burly man still had to ask questions, so Zhao Zenian said first, "No matter how boring Palace Master Yunyin is, he wouldn't write some famous people in the world on the tombstone to cause trouble for himself, would he?"

"That makes sense!" Fang Junnian fell into deep thought.

Zhao Zenian observed their expressions, and said: "Young Master Ye was also taken into Yunyin Palace by the previous palace lord. He used to be innocent. Now he has paid the price for the mistakes he made. This note has Some of them are still alive, I hope you can inform their families, as to whether they can be saved or not, it’s all up to them!”

The stout man snorted: "What are you talking about! It must have been saved!"

Zhao Zenian smiled slightly: "Brother is kind and righteous. If the family members are in trouble, they will save them without saying a word, but what about the others... Jianghu's people are sinister, and there are many ruthless and cruel people..."

"I understand what Mr. Zhao means!" Fang Junnian interrupted this time.

"Oh?" Zhao Zenian stretched out his arms and made a gesture: "Fang Shaoxia, tell me."

Fang Junnian had an expression of "I know what you mean by saying that on purpose": "Ye Mang is dead, but Yunyin Palace still exists. There will always be a next Yunyin Palace Master, so there will still be people who will be captured into Yunyin Palace." Hidden Palace, if this disaster is not eliminated, more tragedies will happen in the future!"

The burly man was stunned, and agreed: "Fang Shaoxia is right! We must eradicate this scourge!"