Wind over Yongning

Ma Changfeng couldn't help sneering. It's true that he wanted to avenge his younger brother, but whether it's the Xuanming Sect's wealth and wealth, or the martial arts leader who leads the rivers and lakes, the capable ones should be the ones!

Ma Changfeng kept urging Ma Yuzhu to find someone, seeing Ma Yuzhu's timid look, he was so anxious that he wanted to slap her to death.

But she is probably the only person who knows the Xuanming Sect in the Jianghu. No matter how tired he is, Ma Changfeng can only wait patiently for her to identify them one by one.

"Haven't you seen it yet? What the hell are you..." Just when Ma Changfeng couldn't help urging again, Ma Yuzhu's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he stretched out his index finger tremblingly to point to the high platform.

Seeing her expression like this, Ma Changfeng stopped talking before he finished speaking. He looked in the direction of Ma Yuzhu's finger and saw several figures standing behind the high platform.

Ma Yuzhu's legs softened, and if it wasn't for the help of the maid at the side, she almost fell to the ground. With a hoarse voice and trembling lips, she said angrily: "The woman in the smoky purple dress is the one next to the leader of the Xuanming Sect." Hongjuan, the maid..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Yuzhu breathed heavily and fell directly on the maidservant.

Ma Yuzhu was actually not dizzy, but she wished that she would be so dizzy that she didn't know about human affairs. The day her father and a group of disciples were killed, she saw with her own eyes this little girl who was obviously several years younger than her, holding a pure white The silk umbrella walked under the blood rain, as if what fell from the sky was not scarlet blood but ordinary rainwater, smiling innocently and sweetly.

Later, people from Xuanming Sect locked her in a room, and not long after, it was the girl Hongjuan who still smelled of blood came to interrogate her in person.

Ma Yuzhu still remembers the scene of that day. Hongjuan wore a playful bun on her head, and a butterfly hairpin was inserted in her hair. The butterfly wings were inlaid with blood-red gemstones, and the wings trembled slightly as she walked. The gems flowed like blood, which made her terrified.

At that time, Hongjuan was like a child from an ordinary family, with a childish baby face, blinking her round eyes, smiling at her, tilting her head slightly and asking, "Sister, why are you here? What is the relationship with Qingfeng faction?"

She tried her best to control the fear in her heart, but she still couldn't help crying out trembling all over. She didn't dare to tell the truth, she said that she was abducted by the Qingfeng faction... and obediently followed everyone to insult the Qingfeng faction and insult her own child Father.

Fortunately, my father hated her as a daughter and never valued her, so not many people knew her. Fortunately, my father always looked down on her and never taught her martial arts, so she, who was powerless, did not Let Hongjuan doubt more.

She couldn't remember what she said or did that day, but the moment she saw Hongjuan, she instantly remembered that Hongjuan was holding a red-stained sword in the small courtyard in Anshan, with a red-stained sword on her face. With a smile on his face, he inserted the sword into one corpse after another, held the hilt of the sword and stirred it vigorously around the corpse before pulling it out...the blade was splashed with blood and flesh, just thinking of her would make him want to desire to vomit...

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Hearing Ma Yuzhu's words, Ma Changfeng was both surprised and delighted. He looked at the smoky purple figure who appeared behind the high platform, and then glanced at Ma Yujian with his eyes closed. Not to be angry, he waved his hand directly and said: "Help the young lady to rest aside!"

"Yes," the two maids supporting Ma Yuzhu agreed and retreated.

And Ma Changfeng has already focused all his attention on Hongjuan, and he doesn't bother to care about Ma Yuzhu. In his heart, Ma Yuzhu is worthless except for his younger brother's only bloodline. If he doesn't use it later If he could get her, he really didn't want this timid thing to be ashamed in front of others.

Le Junhao on the high platform once again said that he had settled a grievance. Seeing a pair of people who had a grudge shake hands and make peace, he just breathed a sigh of relief, before he had time to say anything, Ma Changfeng jumped onto the high platform, He clasped his fists at Le Junhao and said, "Master Le, I don't know if my second brother Ma Changwei's life, and the lives of my 72 disciples from the Anshan City stronghold of the Qingfeng Sect, can we seek justice from Master Le?"

When Le Junhao saw Ma Changfeng, he frowned imperceptibly, but he still replied: "The head of the horse came to Yujian Villa to talk about this to someone Le, but you insisted that it was Xuan Ming Everyone knows what the sect did, and the Xuanming sect disappeared 18 years ago, even if it is true as Sect Leader Ma said, who would know where the Xuanming sect is now?"

Ma Changfeng sneered, pointed directly at the high platform behind Le Junhao, and said sharply: "I really don't know where the Xuanming Sect is, but I do know that the remnants of the Xuanming Sect are here!"

Le Junhao turned his head in the direction of Ma Changfeng's finger and looked over, and saw Le Yongning standing side by side with Feng Nongying, his breathing stopped immediately, and his outstretched hands clenched into fists.But he returned to normal in an instant, but his face was still as calm and calm as ever. He said lightly: "The head of the horse is joking. The one you pointed at is a dog. People in the world only know my sons Le Yongan and Le Yongping. Because this youngest son was born prematurely and weak, he has been fostered in Shaolin Temple, so little is known about it.”

After finishing speaking, his sharp eyes were like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, and the sharp blade stabbed straight at Ma Changfeng, and said coldly: "Le Mou knows that the head of the horse is eager to take revenge, but although my youngest son has never been raised under his knees, he has been taught by him." Master Kongji, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, also has traces to follow, and the head of the horse must not put the name of Xuanming Sect on the dog." Le Junhao said, while secretly making a move to the two sons behind him. gesture.

Although he said it outrightly on the surface, Le Junhao was extremely flustered in his heart. He knew that what Ma Changfeng was talking about was not Le Yongning, but Feng Nongying beside Le Yongning, but what Ma Changfeng said was true. Er is indeed Feng Wuya's heir, but he doesn't know where Ma Changfeng learned about it, nor does he have any tangible evidence in his hands.

What he said now is just to frighten Ma Changfeng, and let other people in the world know that the so-called remnants of Xuanming Sect are just Ma Changfeng's framed words.

Le Yongan and Le Yongping saw Le Junhao's hand gesture, and their expressions immediately turned cold. They didn't know exactly what happened, and they didn't know how Xuanmingjiao was involved with their family.

But judging from their father's words and deeds, they have already determined in their hearts that the Xuanming Sect must have something to do with the third brother.

Immediately, he didn't think about it anymore, Le Yongping moved to the side without moving his expression, blocking Ma Changfeng's sight, Le Yongan walked down quietly, and asked Le Yongning who was standing by the side to quickly go back with Feng Nongying... …

Even though these things were done in secret, how could it be possible to hide from Ma Changfeng who had been watching Hongjuan all the time? When Ma Changfeng saw that Le Yongan and Le Yongning were about to take Hongjuan away, he immediately shouted: "Master Le! I never said that the remnant of the Xuanming sect is your youngest son." After speaking, he pointed at Le Yongning and his party again, and said sharply, "I'm talking about the woman next to your son!"

Le Junhao's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and before he could say anything else, he saw Ma Changfeng flying up, stretching his hands and getting off the high platform, pointing at Feng Nongying's direction.

Le Yongan, who was beside Feng Nongying, had a premonition just now when his father secretly ordered him to take his younger brother away, but he didn't expect his premonition to come true at this moment, just now he was thinking about how his younger brother was always honest and simple, how could he be involved with the Xuanming Sect , and would hide it from them, never thinking that the girl brought back by the younger brother had something to do with the Xuanming Sect.

But as long as he entered their Yujian Villa, no matter who he was before, he would naturally be a member of Yujian Villa now, and no one else would bully him, so Le Yongan immediately drew out his long sword and stood in front of Feng Nongying.

But when the long sword was out of its sheath, Ma Changwei's eagle claws went straight towards Hongjuan who was beside Feng Nongying.

Ma Changwei directly grabbed Hongjuan's shoulder, his five fingers sank deep into her flesh, Hongjuan couldn't help but let out a cry of pain

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, Feng Nongying, who was standing silently by the side, raised his pale and slender fingers that had been hidden in his wide cuffs and hit Ma Changwei's wrist fiercely.

Ma Changwei didn't realize that he was hit straight, and he unconsciously let go of his hand under the pain.

Feng Nongying took Hongjuan's hand and retreated quickly, her toes slid across the ground leaving a shallow ravine, kicking up a piece of gravel and sand.

Le Yongning, who was in a daze from the beginning to the end, froze in place. He watched Feng Nongying who had quickly flew away from him, his wide sleeves and hem were fluttering, and the gauze of the veiled hat was still covering him. Even though his face was covered, the black hair under the hood was raised wantonly, like a beautiful ink painting, the beauty is shocking, but it makes Le Yongning feel afraid...

Suddenly his mind went blank, and everyone became unfamiliar. His Feng'er should be a respectable, dignified and weak lady from a big family, why did he suddenly change...

His Feng'er was obviously tired even walking, why did he suddenly possess extraordinary internal strength, even Ma Changfeng could repel him?

What is the relationship between Xuanmingjiao and Feng'er?

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After three feet away from Ma Changwei, Hongjuan finally came to her senses, she immediately supported Feng Nongying with her backhand, and whispered softly: "Master..."

"Nothing." Feng Nongying frowned slightly, and replied in a low voice, but still looked at Ma Changfeng.

Le Yongan also came back to his senses at this moment, and immediately stepped forward to stop Ma Changfeng, holding back his anger, gritted his teeth and asked: "What is the meaning of the head of the horse? It is when there is no one in my Yujian Villa, let you Hurt at will?"

"Don't dare!" Ma Changwei was overjoyed to see how much the entire Yujian Villa had defended that purple-clothed demon girl. As expected, Yujian Villa had known the whereabouts of Xuanming Sect all along.

He couldn't help but sneered and said: "The old man just wants to catch the enemy who killed my second brother and avenge my poor second brother!"