Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said nothing, turned his eyes around, and finally found a person he hadn't seen for a long time on a table in the corner.

Wearing a sapphire blue skirt, no decorations in the dark hair, only a small white flower, her complexion seems to be fairly rosy, most of her body is blocked by the table, and when she looks quietly, she can still see her obviously thick waist from the side.

Beside him was a sword-wielding maid who was also dressed in sapphire blue, and a disciple with a haggard look, but there were only three people sitting at this table, and no one else came to sit down.

Yuan Qinghang pretended not to see the prying eyes from the side, came to the table, sat down on his own, and said in harmony to the woman in the middle: "Miss Tantai, how are you when you come in?"

On the other side, Yu Wenli was chatting with someone, and he didn't look sideways at first, but suddenly, he raised his head coldly and looked at the table.

When Tantai Yun raised her head and saw Yuan Qinghang, she was startled, with complex expressions in her eyes, before she said after a while: "Young Master Yuan, thank you for your concern...I'm fine."

There was a little sparkle in her eyes, and she added: "The medicine you gave me last time was very useful."

The last time the two met was before the battle with Shang Yuan, both of them were held as hostages, and they switched to each other.

Before leaving, Yuan Qinghang personally took her pulse and gave her a pill of extremely precious anti-fetal medicine, Tantai Yun was naturally grateful so far.

Yuan Qinghang took a closer look at her face and pupils, and said with a smile: "Miss Tantai looks good, there should be a famous doctor helping to recuperate her body."

Tantai Yun lowered her head and said with difficulty: "He...he has been helping me to ask everyone to heal me."

Yuan Qinghang looked up at Yu Wenli over there, and met a pair of cold phoenix eyes head-on.

Facing the undisguised vigilance in his eyes, Yuan Qinghang slowly grinned at him, then lowered his head again, and said to Tantai Yun: "If Miss Tantai has any difficulties, please don't let her out. It's useful to Mozong. place, Qinghang will never dare to resign."

Tantai Yun clenched her lips tightly, and tears finally fell from her eyes: "Young Master Yuan, my father died at the hands of Ji Banxia, ​​Tantai's family and Mozong also have a deadly enmity, why do you treat me like this?"

Yuan Qinghang said in a harmonious voice: "Miss Tantai, I can swear a poisonous oath that your father killed Mrs. Lin with his own hands. Uncle Ji and I promised Mrs. Lin to take good care of her only surviving daughter. No matter No matter what you think, we can't live up to our old friend's entrustment."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Miss Tantai, if you don't want to have anything to do with someone, and you are afraid that he will entangle you and threaten you, just tell me, and I will help you get away."

Tantai Yun was in a daze, her eyes lowered, she fell on her swollen belly, tears fell silently.

Yuan Qinghang stopped talking, and bowed to her seriously: "Miss Tantai take care."

Turning around and sitting down at her own table, Li Hongling glanced at him lightly, and said sarcastically, "Destroying a marriage is like a thunderbolt. You are such a bad couple, be careful that Yu Wenli pokes a hole in you with hatred." .In case they become husband and wife in the end, maybe they hate you together."

Yuan Qinghang sighed, picked up the new tea Shuangjiang handed over, and took a sip: "I didn't provoke dissension, I respect her. If she is determined not to marry the murderer, then I Just help her cut Yu Wenli. But if she doesn't want her child to be born without a father, then I can only prepare a congratulatory gift for the little baby."

Calculating Tantai Yun's pregnancy period a little, she might give birth soon.

Anyway, the little life that is about to be born is his little nephew or niece that is just like a fake.

Ahhh, this life is added to the previous life, this is the first time for him to be an elder!

Shuang Jiang sat obediently beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Guardian Ji? Isn't he coming to support the young master?"

Yuan Qinghang asked strangely: "What kind of scene do I need him to support me?"

Shuang Jiang glanced at him sideways, before hesitating to speak: "...Young Master, today's farewell banquet has nothing to do with our Demon Sect, but your little Immortal Ning, I'm afraid it will be with Shang Shang at this moment." Like the son, it is very uncomfortable."

As soon as the words were said here, there was finally a sound of footsteps at the side door of the front hall, and a group of white-clothed disciples of the Cangqiong Sect walked in.

Looking at the clothes, most of the robes are embroidered with layers of complicated white clouds, and some even have one or two scarlet clouds. They are all junior disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect who have already established their foundations and entered the Jindan primary and middle stages.

In the middle of the crowd, there were two teenagers in white clothes with long swords, one tall and handsome, the other tall, handsome and cool, they were the two most prestigious young disciples of the Sky Sect.

Shang Lang, the only grandson of the merchant, and Ning Duo, the original genius sword repair disciple.

Shang Yuan died, Ning Cheng was seriously injured and was waiting to die, but the most outstanding disciple Ning Duo blew himself up in the battle and became a useless person.

No one in the Sky Sect was in charge of affairs, and after a period of chaos, the burden of the entire sect naturally fell on Shang Lang.

The originally noisy voices in the hall gradually quieted down, and all eyes were on Shang Lang and Ning Duo, but no one spoke for a while.

Shang Lang gritted his teeth, strode forward, stood in front of the high platform, clasped his fists and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, seniors, there have been a lot of conflicts and killings in recent days, but luckily they are finally settled. The Sky Sect is ashamed of the immortal sects of all families, but the regret has already passed." Happened, after all, we can’t turn back time.”

Ning Duo stood beside him quietly, his clear eyes swept away, locked on Yuan Qing's side table, and met his gaze, there was a slight warmth in the coldness.

Yuan Qinghang coughed lightly, twitched his fingers lightly, and a few flowing light golden characters appeared on the swinging black gold fan: "Xiao Qi is handsome!"

He turned his face slightly, avoiding Shuangjiang and Li Hongling's sight, and only aimed at Ning Duo. Ning Duo's face was still expressionless, but the roots of his ears suddenly turned red silently.

The sunlight was just right, and through the high windows of Chixia Palace, it reflected on his white jade cheeks, making his skin look like translucent white porcelain, and a touch of red around his ears was like a touch of peach blossom on white porcelain, as beautiful as an immortal.

Complacent, Yuan Qinghang swiped his finger, and four words appeared again: "Handsome and invincible!"

"Heroic and courageous!"

"Everyone is fascinated!..."

While changing his handwriting like a revolving lantern, he watched Ning Duo's ears turn red to his cheeks, and then to his nose. He laughed secretly, and was having a great time playing. When he turned his head, he bumped into the eyes of the two neighbors.

Chang Yuaner and Li Ji sat there at some point, looking at him with complicated expressions.

Seeing him turn his head, the two of them hurriedly avoided their eyes for some reason, their faces flushed.

Yuan Qinghang was startled, put away his fan blushing, and quickly listened to Shang Lang's words.

In front of the stage, Shang Lang was continuing to say: "The immortals have been in the Cangqiong Sect for a long time, and most of them have recovered from their injuries. Many elders have come to inform them recently, saying that they plan to return in the near future."

He hesitated for a while, and finally said cruelly: "Before leaving, many immortal sects hoped to have a gathering to discuss important matters, so this junior has the courage to set up this thin banquet. What orders do you elders have? The Sky Sect will do its best."

Yuan Qinghang remained calm, his eyes swept over everyone.

What should come is still coming, the blood debt owed by Shang Yuan and Ning Cheng is not so easy to pass.

Sure enough, at the senior seat in front of him, someone had already stood up, but it was the new Baicao Hall's new master, and also the younger brother of the original Hall Master Yuan.

With grief and anger on his face, he said in a loud voice: "Mr. Shang, you have not lost your conscience throughout the whole incident, and you even helped form the battle in the cemetery. The big guys are also watching, and no one intends to embarrass you."

Shang Lang's face was pale, and he saluted him speechlessly.

Hall Master Yuan dodged, avoided him and saluted, and said in a cold voice: "There is a wronged person and a debtor, Shang Yuan is dead, and Ning Cheng is also dying, but in this war, there are still blood debts falling on others. It's over."

On the table next to him, Chen Feng held a long sword in his hand, and looked at Shang Lang indifferently: "Mr. Shang, let's ask you one last thing. Now you put down this mess of the Sky Sect and be your idle little son, then we will no longer talk to you." Looking for you."

Shang Lang closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

"The younger generation can't leave the Sky Sect at this moment. Seniors have any censure, but please speak up."

With a bang, a snow-white fine porcelain teacup fell to the ground with a slam, and a Patriarch of the Art School had a stern look on his face: "Since this is the case, please ask Mr. Shang to be the master and hand over the murderer who killed my beloved disciple. Mr. Shang has promised to give you this matter." I'll explain it myself."

Shang Lang stood among a group of young Cangqiong Sect disciples, with a painful look on Yinglang's face.

He took a deep breath and waved his hand outside the hall.

There was a sound of shackles, and several white-clothed disciples were brought up.

There were seven or eight people in total, all of them looked panic-stricken, and one of them was blood-stained, with a bright red scarlet flower embroidered on the lapel, he was actually an early-stage Jindan disciple.

Shang Lang looked at them in a blink of an eye, his voice was trembling, but clear: "After a thorough investigation, among the disciples of our school who participated in the massacre of the Immortal Sect's families this time, two of them took the initiative to kill the disciples of other families in order to win the approval of the Supreme Master. "

He turned the blazing sun sword in his hand and pointed at the two leaders: "Ning Zhufeng, as a disciple of Jindan, asked Ying to lead someone to arrest the disciples of the Shu sect, and killed them with his own hands. Shang Lu is a disciple of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, after practicing Canglong Jue. At the early stage of breaking through the Golden Core, while guarding the mountain guard formation, killing three Medicine Sect disciples who were trying to break through is an unforgivable crime."

The two disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect turned pale, and shouted in despair: "Brother, we were forced, you are our senior brother, please protect us!..."

Shang Lang closed his eyes in pain, ignored them, and pointed to the rest of the people: "The remaining five people also had the fact that they killed the disciples of other sects. But after many investigations, I can guarantee that they are indeed... I dare not disobey my master's order."

In the hall, there was silence.Finally, Hall Master Yuan sneered and said, "Since Mr. Shang must take charge, it is natural for you to come up with a punishment plan. Let's see if we are sincere."

The Chiyang Sword in Shang Lang's hand trembled even more, and he didn't make a sound for a long while.

Chen Feng stood up slowly, and said solemnly: "Mr. Shang, you must know that killing people to pay for their lives has been the law of heaven since ancient times. If Mr. Shang is not fair, then don't blame the sufferers for revenge."

Yuan Qinghang watched the arena silently, feeling a sigh of relief.

Under Shang Yuan's despotic power, most of the Cangqiong sect's disciples were forced to act, but after all, there were also a very small number of truly cruel ones, and it was also a fact that their hands were stained with blood.

It would be too ideal to say that all are innocent.The immortal sects of the various families suffered heavy casualties, and many juniors died innocently. Now it is reasonable to ask for a thorough investigation of all the accomplices.

It would be cruel for someone like Shang Lang to make a decision himself.

What about Ning Duo... What was Ning Duo thinking about?He looked worriedly at Ning Duo beside Shang Lang, feeling faintly anxious.

In front of the high platform, Shang Lang slowly raised his head, his eyes were red.

He jumped forward suddenly, the blazing sun sword flashed in his hand, and stabbed at the two leaders like lightning.

The two disciples were wearing spiritual shackles, and they couldn't avoid it. They screamed twice, and almost fell to the ground at the same time, with blood gushing from their chests, and they died instantly.

Shang Lang stabbed out with two swords, as if he had exhausted all his strength, when he drew out his sword, he staggered slightly and almost failed to stand still.

A hand beside him suddenly stretched out and supported him by the side.

Ning Duo stood beside Shang Lang coldly, and finally said slowly: "The remaining five people have been discussed with me by senior brother. We both feel that capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be forgiven."

Chen Feng looked at him, and his tone seemed to be very respectful: "If you have any opinions, Xiaoxian Ning, you might as well speak up."

Ning Duo looked calmly: "Since the crime does not warrant death, then destroy your cultivation and expel you from the sect. From now on, there will be no names of these five people in the sect."

His tone was calm, neither fast nor slow, and the Yinggui sword in his hand no longer had the brilliance of the past. It is said that he is already a useless person with a destroyed golden core and empty spiritual power, but when he speaks in such a slow voice, no one dares to give birth to anything. The heart of contempt.

For a while, no one objected.

Ning Duo waited quietly for a while before nodding his head: "Since there is no objection, let's deal with it like this."

He looked at Shang Lang and frowned slightly.

Shang Lang's face was already as pale as paper, and his bright eyes were bloodshot with pain.

Ning Duo lowered his eyes slightly, and lightly pressed the hilt of Ying Hui's sword with his fingers.

Just as he was about to draw his sword to replace Shang Lang, suddenly, a phantom flashed in the crowd, and a person rushed forward.

The five silver lights were like small arrows, and they shot into the stomachs of those Cang Qiong Sect disciples with lightning speed.

Those people screamed in panic, Qiqi covered their dantians, and fell to the ground one after another, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat.

Yuan Qinghang stood in front of them, and said lightly: "Some people in our Demon Sect were killed or injured in the war. I came to seek revenge, and I can be regarded as a famous teacher."

He looked at the people on the ground, and said: "The ice arrow enters the body, and there is a strong poison on it. Melting the meridian at your dantian is not painful."

Ning Duo looked at him silently, his clear eyes were uncertain.

After a while, he waved his hand lightly.

With tears in their eyes, a few young disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect came over tremblingly, and untied the chains of spiritual power on those people.

Ning Duo looked at them and said calmly: "From now on, you will not have the cultivation of the immortal family, but it is not difficult to do some ordinary labor. After you go down the mountain, you will find your own way out."

The five Cangqiong Sect disciples looked desperate, supported each other, and staggered out.

The crowd silently stepped aside, looking at them with hatred and disgust.

Every family has close relatives or elders who were killed or injured. Shang Yuan died, but these hatreds have not been completely vented.

Suddenly, behind the crowd, a flash of sword light suddenly stabbed towards one of those few people.

"Why! Why can they not die?!..."

A young disciple with a childish face is like a mad tiger: "My brother died at their hands, why don't you pay for the murder!"

Those people were seriously injured, and they had no strength to fight back. As soon as someone's blood was about to splatter on the spot, a few black gleams suddenly chased after them and hit the little disciple's sword hilt, knocking his sword away instantly. Come.

Standing in the distance, Li Qinghong held a few remaining poisonous nails in his hands, said coldly: "Just now you didn't object, but now you've deposed someone, and then come to seek revenge, it's really a big face."

The little disciple's sword was knocked crooked, his momentum suddenly weakened, and he cried with tears streaming down his face: "What are you? Didn't anyone in your Mu family die? Why did you help them murderers?"

Li Qinghong said gloomyly: "Young Master Shang has killed two juniors with his own hands, are you going to force him to kill all his fellow disciples?"

"So what? Except for Ning Xiaoxianjun, there are not many innocents in the entire Cangqiong sect!" The little disciple cried, "My brother is dead. You say that the murderer is not guilty of death, but I don't admit it. Wait for these After the murderer goes down the mountain, let me see if you Cangqiong faction can send someone to protect them for the rest of their lives!"