A gentleman riding a red dust smile

Now all the people who can talk to Xianmen have arrived.

Hua Zhongyang, Changsun Huan, Xie Tong, Ke Yichang, Chang Yuan and others were sitting in the hall, and all the Hua's disciples in the hall stood on both sides. It seemed that Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue standing in the center of the hall were a bit weak.

Hua Yunzheng is not here today.

Obviously the people in the hall knew the reason.Song Lingshuang glanced at Changsun Huan's face and knew that the situation was not optimistic.He didn't speak, just waited.

Hua Zhongyang spoke first, and he looked more tired than before, "Why did you kill my son? And you used such a cruel method as the red flame epidemic!"

Song Lingshuang was ready to categorically deny Brilliance's death, but this question confused him, "Red Flame Disease? What does Red Flame Disease have to do with this?"

Hua Zhongyang: "Now that things are going on, you still want to keep pretending to be stupid?" He showed a slightly mournful expression, "You know best how Chen'er died!"

Song Lingshuang: "How did he die?"

Seeing Hua Zhongyang's sullen face and not speaking, Xie Tong explained: "Sect Master Hua Shao died of infection with the red flame disease."

"Impossible!" Song Lingshuang blurted out, subconsciously looking at Chang Yuan.

Chang Yuan looked dignified, nodded and said: "Young Master Hua did indeed die from the Red Flame Plague."

Song Lingshuang was stunned, speechless for a moment.

"But he didn't form a pill." Changsun Jue pointed out the problem.

As we all know, the red flame plague only infects monks.

Chang Yuan: "Red Flame Plague doesn't only infect golden elixir. The essence of Red Flame Plague is dark spiritual power, and dark spiritual power is transmitted through spiritual power. Ordinary people cannot use spiritual power. Generally speaking, there is no way of infection. This is why When the red flame epidemic was prevalent, mortals were not infected. But if a practitioner intentionally transfers dark spiritual power into a mortal body, it is even more unbearable for a mortal's heart, and the symptoms will be more serious than those of a practitioner."

"You had a conflict with Chen'er, and there were dozens of people who testified that you said you wanted to kill him that day. Now that Chen'er died of the red flame plague, Mr. Chang is the only one who has amethyst stones, isn't it? You want to say that it was Mr. Chang who killed Chen'er?" Hua Zhongyang glared, covered his heart, and pointed at Song Lingshuang every sentence.

Song Lingshuang watched Hua Zhongyang acting, and stared back unceremoniously.Mr. Chang and I are not the only ones with amethyst?You Fahrenheit too!You can create walking corpses to kill babies, I'm afraid you have quite a few.

But he has no proof.He had already suffered from empty talk before, now he could only swallow the words that came to his lips, and resolutely said: "I didn't kill him!"

Hua Zhongyang snorted coldly, "There are all personal and physical evidence, how can you deny it! I have kept you until now, just to ask about the ins and outs of the amethyst stone and its relationship with your Song family, so as to prevent others from being victimized in the future!"

Song Lingshuang heard the meaning of those words, and his expression turned pale, "What do you want to say?"

Hua Zhongyang bowed to Chang Yuan, "Hua heard that Mr. Chang has seen amethyst many years ago, but is it true?"

Chang Yuan pursed his lips and nodded.

Hua Zhongyang: "Who was the person who showed Mr. Chang the amethyst for the first time?"

Changsun Jue didn't know well, and when he lowered his head, he saw Song Lingshuang's clenched fist.

Chang Yuan was silent for a moment, and said, "It's Lord Fuyang."

Lord Fuyang, Song Yu, father of Song Lingshuang, suzerain of the Song family.

Hearing this, everyone in the hall, including Changsun Huan and Xie Tong, showed astonishment.But Ke Yichang, who had been staying out of the matter and was a little impatient, only now had some interest in listening carefully.

"What do you want to say?" Song Lingshuang coughed up blood every word.

Hua Zhongyang: "Back then your father Song Yu had amethyst stone in his hands, and now you use amethyst stone to murder my son. Are you still trying to argue that the red flame epidemic three years ago had nothing to do with your Song family?"

"At the time of the Red Flame Plague, Sect Master Song had already passed away... Mr. Song is still young and has been under the eldest grandson Sect Master's sect, how could he be involved with the Red Flame Plague?" Xie Tong stood up and questioned.

"Mr. Xiulian has a deep friendship with the eldest grandson, so he wants to protect his shortcomings?" Hua Zhongyang asked bluntly, "Why is it so strange that the Song family has an accomplice? The massacre in Qingyan Mountain is hard to say that it was not caused by internal strife!"

Hua Zhongyang's words were like a heavy knife piercing Song Lingshuang's heart. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided not to bear it anymore, "May I ask what Suzerain Hua used to feed the instant walking corpses? You keep saying that the amethyst stone is the same as Song Lingshuang. It is related to Fahrenheit, but it has nothing to do with you Fahrenheit?"

"Presumptuous!" Before Hua Zhongyang could refute, Changsun Huan hit Song Lingshuang's chest with a talisman, sending him flying.

Blood was bleeding from the corner of Song Lingshuang's mouth, and before he could feel wronged, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was refilled.Changsun Huan's blow unexpectedly unlocked his sealed spiritual veins!He looked up at his master, but couldn't see anything else from his stern expression.

Others only thought that Changsun Huan was angry because his disciples brought up the old things again.

Changsun Jue was astonished and hurried to help Song Lingshuang.He couldn't figure it out, even if Song Lingshuang shouldn't use the walking dead to intensify the situation, his father wouldn't be so abnormal, and he would be so ruthless without asking indiscriminately.He was about to question him, but Xie Tong came down from the hall, patted his shoulder, and helped Song Lingshuang up with him.

Song Lingshuang felt something stuffed into his hand.He has always been quick-witted, and he didn't say anything, and quietly confirmed with the downcast eyes of Xie Tong and Changsun Jue.People standing far away couldn't see it, but Changsun Jue who was in front of Song Lingshuang saw it.

What Xie Tong stuffed into Song Lingshuang's hand was Sanling Pill.

Sanlingdan is an acute poison.Dissolving spiritual power into the air can cause the inhaler to temporarily lose spiritual power.It takes effect extremely quickly, but its maintenance time is short. Even a monk in the first realm can recover in half a day.However, most self-proclaimed decent practitioners think this pill is despicable and disdain to use it.

Xie Tong said: "Young Master Song, why are you bothering? Tell me everything you know, and I will not let your master protect you that day." At this moment, he turned his back on the suzerains, and only Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue could See him silently say a word after these words.

"escape."

Song Lingshuang understood immediately.For the suzerain capable people present, the efficacy of the Sanling Pill was no more than half a stick of incense.But for Song Lingshuang at this moment, the time for half a stick of incense is already precious.He knew that if he used the San Ling Pill, he would inevitably be charged with a sinister and despicable crime, but is there still enough dirty water on his body?

When Xie Tong turned around and returned to the hall, Song Lingshuang glanced at everyone in the hall.He suddenly understood what the master said in the study that day, and he really felt the feeling of "powerlessness".

He couldn't help but sneered and said, "Okay, I'll say."

Everyone was focused, wanting to hear what was going on, but they saw Song Lingshuang quickly propped up a spell in his right hand to separate himself from Changsun Jue, and at the same time, a spiritual light suddenly appeared in his left hand.Before everyone could react in the future, their spiritual power had already been reduced by the Sanling Pill.

Song Lingshuang: "Young people may be able to make money, but I don't recognize the things I haven't done!"

Powerless, but it doesn't mean he won't resist.

Those who could stop him had lost their spiritual power, but none of the Huashi disciples outside the door who didn't have the elixir of dispersing spirit could defeat him.

Song Lingshuang scattered the group of people who came to stop him, and when he turned around, he saw that Chang Sun Jue had already stopped Jun Xiao and told him to come up.

Seeing this, Song Lingshuang said anxiously, "Why are you going? Go back to the reed flower swing with Master!"

Changsun Jue looked resolute: "If you don't come up, I will definitely go with you. Do you want to go separately, or go together?"

Time was running out, and Song Lingshuang knew that this was not the time to argue with him, so she jumped on Jun Xiao decisively and left with him.

Hua Zhongyang won the Sanling Pill, and could only watch Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue rush out of the encirclement and escape from Bailing Market.Shocked and furious, he no longer gave grandson Huan any face, and gave an order resounding through the meeting hall, "Chase! Bring Song Ye back to me no matter what! Live or die!"

Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue fled under the eyes of everyone, and Changsun Huan must plead guilty to Hua Zhongyang.He vowed to capture the traitor and hand it over to Fahrenheit, and he only asked Hua Zhongyang to let Changsun Jue go.

Hua Zhongyang felt that Changsun Huan was finally going to give up his apprentice because of his son, so he couldn't help but believe it.Coupled with Xie Tong's dealing with it, he didn't pursue Changsun Huan too much.At this time, he still thought that not tearing his face apart was one thing, and on the other hand, selling Xie Tong and Changsun Huan as their own favor would pay off in the future.

Leaving Bailing Market on the front foot, Changsun Huan immediately assigned his disciples to look for the person on the back foot.

The leader this time is the eldest son, Sun Qi.Song Lingshuang has always been very popular in Luhuadang.Changsun Qi asked cautiously: "Master, do you really want to hand over senior brother to Huashi?"

Changsun Huan glared at him angrily, "What are you paying for! Find it quickly and hide it!"

Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue, who were going to be hidden, didn't dare to get off the sword until they left the border of Qingzhou.Changsun Jue's spiritual power was almost exhausted, and they finally found an abandoned Taoist temple in Nanling Mountain.

The reason they came to Nanling was very simple.

Qingzhou is determined not to stay.Yinshan Fahrenheit has many eyes and ears, and Qianchuan and Fahrenheit have good friends, so they can't go there either.Xie Tong and Changsun Huan sang and helped him escape, returning to Minghe or going to Xiqi would inevitably implicate his own people.

In the rest of the area, Nanling was jointly managed by all the aristocratic families after the Song family's extermination.It is said that they work together to expel the evil monsters, but the jurisdiction of each family is chaotic, and there are many mistakes.Once a fish slipped through the net, the forces of all parties shifted responsibility from each other, and in many cases, Changsun Huan couldn't ignore it and sent his disciples to deal with it.

At present, Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue are pinning their hopes on these loopholes caused by partition.Even if it is discovered here, it will not implicate anyone.

There are many Nanling Mountains, as well as many Taoist temples.After the Song family tragedy, Nanling was unmanned for a period of time, and monsters and beasts were rampant in the mountains. Many Taoist temples were abandoned at that time.Now Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue are one of them.

Over the years, although Changsun's disciples were sometimes sent to suppress monsters or evil spirits, Song Lingshuang never came back.Song Lingshuang never said he wanted to go back, and Changsun Huan never asked him to go.

Today, he was condemned by Hua Zhongyang's words, and became a rat shouting and beating in the street, but escaped back.Song Lingshuang had mixed feelings in his heart.

Not only himself, but Hua Zhongyang also involved his entire Song family. In his words, he had already condemned the Song family as the instigator of the red flame epidemic back then. How could this make him willing!

Since he entered the temple, he has not said a word, with a gloomy face, he still organizes his thoughts.

As dusk fell, Changsun Jue collected firewood and lit a fire.He didn't pick any wild game, so he picked some edible wild vegetables nearby, boiled them in the crock pot left in the temple, and handed a bowl to Song Lingshuang.

Song Lingshuang looked at the steaming clear soup with wild vegetables and didn't pick it up for a long time.He suddenly looked up at Changsun Jue and said, "You can go back tomorrow, and just send it here."

Changsun Jue looked over with sharp eyes, but said nothing.

Song Lingshuang said in a low voice: "In this matter, I am destined to entangle with them to the end, but you don't have to."

Changsun Jue looked at him with resolute eyes: "I said before, I will accompany you no matter what you want to do."

You accompany me.

Ok.

Chang Sun Jue's words still ring in his ears.But how could he say it so easily?

Song Lingshuang frowned, avoided his gaze, and said, "It's different now."

Changsun Jue's eyes darkened, and he put the wild vegetable soup at Song Lingshuang's feet, turned his back, and pursed his lips tightly, as if digesting his anger.After a while, he turned around again and said, "What's the difference? As I said, even if you are afraid of implicating the Changsun family, you don't need to be afraid of implicating me."

Brilliance's death, Hua Zhongyang's accusation, and the relationship between Amethyst and the Song family all made Song Lingshuang feel uncomfortable.He is alone and helpless, so why wouldn't he want someone to accompany him to face the unknown?But the person he most wants to be by his side is the person who can't be by his side the last.So he was very unwilling, very angry, and very wronged.

He stood up abruptly, grabbed Chang Sun Jue's hand and threw him against the wall.

The mountain vegetable soup at his feet was knocked down by him, and with a bang, the soup and vegetable leaves scattered all over the ground.

Song Lingshuang pushed Changsun Jue against the wall with his arms.The young man in front of him is always so stubborn, always so determined to go his own way.It seemed that only by imprisoning him firmly in front of him like now, could he listen to his words well.

He was so close to him that he could even see the angry self in the other's clear eyes.Why did the eyes that were supposed to be indifferent look hurt at this moment?

This rare trace of weakness was like a needle, so soft and yet so sharp, it pierced Song Lingshuang's heart, causing him pain.So he shouted: "But you are the Changsun family! Do you need me to remind you of this!"

Changsun Jue looked at him stubbornly and firmly, "I am Changsun Jue."

I am Changsun Jue.In front of you, I am Chang Sun Jue, just Chang Sun Jue.Don't you know by now?

Song Lingshuang knew, so it was even more uncomfortable.

He finally lost to the fiery gaze of this cold man, lowered his eyes and let go, and said sadly: "Yes. You are Changsun Jue. But you are also the young suzerain of the Changsun family, the only son of Master and Mistress, so you have more Important things need to be done."

Changsun Jue's eyes froze, looking at Song Lingshuang's eyes as if they were about to bleed: "What is more important?"

Song Lingshuang: "Inherit the family business, marry a wife and have children, and don't let the eldest grandson's direct descendants wither, and don't make your parents worry about you."

Song Lingshuang said this with his head down.Every word of these words is justified, but he doesn't know why it has become so difficult for him to say it.

"That's why you want me to marry Xie Yilan?" Chang Sun Jue grabbed Song Lingshuang's collar instead.

Song Lingshuang finally raised his eyes to look at him, his usual cold eyes were now so hot that Song Lingshuang dared not look directly at him.

He tried hard not to look away, pretending to be calm and said: "She is a nice girl, it is very good to marry her. But if you don't like it, don't force it. Find a girl you like in a few years, It's good too."

"You..." Changsun Jue felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, a mist appeared in his eyes, and he stared fiercely at the person in front of him.After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Yin mountains and rivers, what is that?"

The already thin paper was torn.

Song Lingshuang thought that Changsun Jue didn't remember anything, but he actually knew everything.He met Changsun Jue's gaze.That gaze was too deep and complicated, and there were too many things that Song Lingshuang couldn't understand and didn't want to understand.He seemed to see moisture in the depths of those eyes.The moisture did not turn into tears in Changsun Jue's eyes, but dripped on Song Lingshuang's heart.

Changsun Jue's thin lips moved slightly, "Actually, I..."

Song Lingshuang looked at the young man in front of him. He was his younger brother, his best friend, and the closest person he had been in these years.If the strange emotions in his heart after the entanglement in the water made him at a loss, then what Chang Sun Jue was about to say now made him feel extremely scared.

There are some things that he dare not take on, nor can he afford!

So he interrupted him rudely, "That's nothing! But if you're going to drown and stop your mouth, can't you still rely on it?"

"Can……"

"But what's the matter, now that I think about it, the two big men are really disgusting!" The last knife finally went down, but it was unknown whose heart it was.

The moon and stars in the young man's eyes shattered into another person's eyes.

When Song Lingshuang was a child, she saw Changsun Jue's well-behaved, frightened, and excited appearance.Growing up, he has seen him stubborn, awkward, and angry.

But he has never seen him injured.

Now that he sees it, it hurts.He could only lower his eyes and stop looking at that person.

Chang Sun Jue loosened his hand.There were jumping flames in his eyes, but there was no light anymore.That rare weakness was as worthless as broken self-esteem, and was buried by a bland smile, as if it had never existed.

His expression was indifferent, and his tone seemed frozen, "Since senior brother feels disgusted, why wait until tomorrow, I'll leave now."

He didn't say goodbye, didn't look back.

When Song Lingshuang raised his head, the man had disappeared.

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