Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Yu Wenli sighed: "Young Master Yuan Xiao is such a cruel and merciless person, you can't deny it anymore, right?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed louder than him: "Mr. Yuwen, you are such a straightforward person, you don't want to play riddles like this all the time, do you?"

He thought for a while, and said sincerely, "What do you want to accuse me of, why don't you just say it?"

After Yuwen left, a young disciple finally couldn't help it, and yelled angrily: "Little villain, your Demon Sect killed dozens of young disciples of the Immortal Sect in the mist formation, and seriously injured the outstanding disciples of the Zhu family. !"

Yuan Qinghang looked at him in amazement: "What is the mist formation?"

"Now that things are up to now, why are you pretending? You killed Tantai's patriarch Sun Tantaichao with your own hands, and everyone has to punish him!"

There was a thunder in Yuan Qinghang's heart, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Tantai Chao is dead? Who killed it?"

The man couldn't bear it anymore: "Shameless! It's not who you are!"

Yuan Qinghang ignored him and looked at Yuwenli: "Mr. Yuwen, can you tell me in detail?"

Yu Wenli lowered his eyes lightly: "Young Master Yuan, I've known you for a while. If you don't resist, I promise to treat you with courtesy on the way to escort, and I will never humiliate you at all."

He pointed to a group of disciples behind him: "If I have to fight and anger others, I can't guarantee anything."

Yuan Qinghang was confused and looked at him quietly for a while: "It seems that what I said is useless?"

Yu Wenli said: "After arriving at Xianzong's heavy prison, we will wait for the public trial. If you have anything to say then, you can speak slowly."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "Don't you think that if I am so scared by you, I will really hang my hands and wait for death?"

Yu Wenli said: "That can't be said, and the only thing we can do is to win more with less, and it will be a big battle."

Yuan Qinghang's body was straight and still, and the white jade fan in his hand opened with a "shua", and a wave of spiritual pressure suddenly dissipated: "Young Master Yuwen, I am very curious, what gave you the confidence to think that you can catch me?"

A terrifying spiritual pressure poured out from the bones of the white jade fan, and the air around him seemed to become stagnant and heavy at this moment.

Yu Wenli shrank his pupils suddenly, staring at the fan in his hand: "In the Tomb of Ten Thousand Blades, all your whereabouts are in full view, when did you get this soldier soul?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly: "Guess?"

Yu Wenli's eyes flickered, he suddenly raised his hand, and softly shouted at the doorman behind him: "Stay away!"

Yuan Qinghang watched him and the crowd quickly disperse, and smiled comfortably: "I knew that Mr. Yuwen would not fight uncertain battles."

Yu Wenli retreated all the way to the bushes in the distance, and only then did he show the long sword in his hand, and the same cold air suddenly dispersed, and Yaoyao said: "That's natural."

Yuan Qinghang squinted his eyes and looked at the sword in his hand: "Mr. Yuwen's sword has been completely reborn, and it even makes people feel a little dazed. It seems to be the weapon of our Demon Sect."

The soul of the soldier subdued by the blood contract is indeed full of hostility.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the anger and injustice that was vague at the beginning turned out to be a little sinister and cold.

Yu Wenli's expression was as if nothing had happened, and the long sword in his hand was shining coldly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Yuan Qinghang rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I just don't know if your old man likes it or not?"

Although he had only met him a few times, he could tell that Mr. Yu Wenhan was obviously upright, and he even hated evil.

Seeing his proud grandson holding such an increasingly evil sword, what would he think?

Yuwenli's complexion finally changed slightly, and a coldness flashed in the beautiful phoenix eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense." He said coldly, "I didn't want to use this trick at first, but you forced me."

He suddenly waved his hand: "Bring it out."

The bushes behind him parted, and two disciples of Yuwen's family escorted a person, showing a figure in the early morning sky.

"Young Master Yuan Xiao, if you don't want her to die, you know what to do." Yu Wenli said slowly.

Yuan Qinghang's complexion finally changed.

In the early morning light, a woman with disheveled hair and pink clothes stained with blood was pushed to the front.

Frost!

Sister Shuangjiang with tears in her eyes, stiff body and unable to move!

Yuan Qinghang's smiling face revealed a look of cold anger: "Yu Wenli!"

Yu Wenli said politely: "Young Master Yuan, don't worry, I'm just discussing with you. Even if you don't take the initiative to arrest her, I won't kill her because of it."

Yuan Qinghang sneered: "Forgive me that you are a decent and famous family, and you will not do such a despicable thing in public."

Yu Wenli said solemnly: "But if you dare to step forward to save people by force, I will not show mercy."

He waved his hand, and the two men stepped back immediately, resting their swords on Shuang Jiang's neck.

Yu Wenli shouted loudly: "From now on, if the young master Fan Yuan has any changes and wants to come over, you will kill her immediately."

Yuan Qinghang laughed back angrily: "You don't allow me to save her, and you say that even if I don't give in, you won't kill her. Then what are you threatening? You are sick!"

Yuwenli's smile was not warm: "We came to search a few days ago. When this girl resisted, she attacked very fiercely and killed two members of our Yuwen family."

Yuan Qinghang sneered: "You want to arrest people, even kill her. If she is over-defense, it's her fault, isn't it?"

Yu Wenli said slowly: "It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, but in this world, wrongs and wrongs are reciprocated, and one life is exchanged for another."

Yuan Qinghang was anxious and angry in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do?"

The long sword in Yu Wenli's hand shone coldly, and he said: "Recently, all sects have been dispatched together, and there are bloody battles everywhere to arrest your demon sect monster. She killed the first, and I will send her to the Immortal League to be punished."

He said: "After arriving at Xianmeng, I guarantee that she will be executed."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him coldly: "So?"

"You can watch her die, or you can decide to replace her." Yu Wenli said, "As long as you stay, I promise to let her go immediately and never hunt her down."

Yuan Qinghang looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"If I'm caught, according to what you say, with dozens of lives in my body, wouldn't I be sure to die?"

Yu Wenli nodded: "It must be."

"Then Mr. Yuwen, are you crazy? I am such a cruel person, would I risk my life for a maid?"

Yu Wenli said lightly: "There is no harm in trying, just take a gamble, what if it succeeds?"

Yuan Qinghang looked into the distance.

On the green peak in the wilderness, on the top of the mountain, a round of rising sun is quietly jumping out of the clouds, revealing bright golden color.

He sighed.

After staying in the Ten Thousand Blade Tomb for so long, after coming out, he just saw the rising sun outside for three days.

Unexpectedly, it may not be seen in the future.

He smiled and looked at Yu Wenli: "Congratulations, you won the bet. I will stay and let her go."

Yu Wenli stared at him with a complicated expression.

After a long while, he sighed softly: "Deal."

Although Shuang Jiang couldn't move his body, he could hear with his ears. At this moment, the teardrops in his eyes were falling crazily.

Yuanqing Hang looked at her from afar, and said softly: "Sister Shuangjiang, you will be released later, don't follow me."

Yu Wenli tapped lightly with his finger, and a talisman pierced into Shuang Jiang's vest, Shuang Jiang's whole body relaxed, and finally he was able to open his mouth.

She hissed: "Young master, hurry up! If you dare to replace me, I will crash my head against a tree to death after I escape!"

Yuan Qinghang couldn't help laughing: "Silly girl. I'm going to be imprisoned soon, can you stop rushing to die and run back to Aunt Hong and the others to save me?"

Shuang Jiang was anxious and frightened, and cried bitterly: "But, but in case it's too late..."

Yuan Qinghang smiled and said: "It may be too late for you to move the rescuers, or it may be too late. But if you hit your head and die here, then I will definitely die completely."

Shuang Jiang cried out of breath: "Young master, you are delicate and expensive, why should you change me..."

Yuan Qinghang sternly said: "Hey, since you call me little master, do you dare to disobey the order?"

Yu Wenli watched their conversation in silence, and finally said: "Young Master Yuan Xiao?"

Yuan Qinghang immediately said: "You let her go first."

"You put down your weapon first, then bind yourself, and then I will let you go."

Yuanqing Hangqi said: "Young Master Yuwen, you have no credibility with me now - you can use a girl to blackmail the enemy, can I trust you?"

Yu Wenli thought about it for a while: "To deal with a strong enemy like Young Master Yuan, of course we have to use extreme means. But she is just a little maid, if I break my promise for such a trivial matter, I will be worse than a pig and a dog."

Yuan Qinghang said happily: "That's true. Then let's trust you."

He threw away the white jade black gold fan and the storage bag from a distance, and Yu Wenli rolled up his long sleeves and put the two things in his hands.

Yu Wenli walked not far away slowly: "I'm sorry, I offended you. Please, Young Master Yuan Xiao, don't resist."

Yuan Qinghang stood still and said with a smile, "That's natural."

Yuwen raised his hand, a talisman hit his chest with a gust of wind, a red light flashed, Yuan Qinghang frowned, his whole body was covered by the domineering red light, his whole body went limp, and finally fell down.

Yu Wenli was relentless, and then several chains of white spiritual power were thrown out, wrapping around his limbs respectively, tightening them tightly, and only then quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand over there: "let her go."

Shuang Jiang looked at Yuan Qinghang who was lying on the ground, burst into tears, finally ran away cruelly, and disappeared behind the forest in an instant.

……

In the forest, several well-shielded luxury carriages headed side by side, pulled by several puppet spirit beasts in front, passing the top of the forest, and ran towards the distant mountain peak.

In the carriage, the decoration is luxurious, the space is open, and there is a hint of dark fragrance permeating the surroundings.

Yuan Qinghang was tied up like a rice dumpling, with a body-fixing talisman on his chest, and spiritual power chains wrapped around his body, curled up in a corner.

He closed his eyes, moved his fingers hard, and groped quietly.

A tiny rune floated into the lock of the spirit lock, corroded for a while, and just a little loose, the door curtain was lifted, and Yu Wenli bent down to enter with a gust of cold wind on his body.

The first thing he did when he came in, he walked up to Yuan Qinghang and checked the prison.

With a half-smile, he flicked his wrist, and a reinforced talisman stuck to Yuan Qinghang's hands.

This time, even the fingers seemed to be entangled by spider silk, unable to move at all.

Yuan Qinghang scolded his mother secretly in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Are you too careful?"

Yuwenli Shi Shiran sat down in front of him: "I don't think you can be too careful when dealing with someone like Young Master Yuan Xiao."

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "I am ashamed to be valued so much by Mr. Yuwen."

Yu Wenli looked at him with complicated expressions in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yuan Qinghang blinked: "Aren't you afraid that you won't die?"

Yu Wenli thought for a while: "It's a bit difficult. People from the Tantai family will probably want to cut you into pieces."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "If I say that I have amnesia and don't know what happened these days, will you believe me?"

Yu Wenli seemed to be choked, and smiled wryly: "I never thought that someone would use this kind of rhetoric to make excuses."

Yuan Qinghang said: "Then please do me a favor, and tell me, a poor man with amnesia, how I killed people, and what is the mist formation?"

Yu Wenli looked strange: "Do you really want to listen to it again?"

Yuan Qinghang looked sincere: "Idle is idle."

Yu Wenli leaned on the soft silk cushion behind him, and finally nodded: "Okay."

... The tree shadows and the gradually brightening sky pass by outside the window from time to time, and shine in the compartment through the curtain of the window.

Yuan Qinghang was lying in the corner, his face was reflected by the light and shadow like white jade, after a long while, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Yu Wenli looked at him: "I'm done."

Yuan Qinghang squinted his eyes and didn't speak for a while, but his heart seemed to be shaking.

Did Ji Banxia and Li Hongling really set up such a shocking conspiracy early on, and decided to deal a fatal blow to the younger generation of Xianzong at such a special moment?

Actually completely hiding it from him?

Because I have been raised since I was a child, and I know that his temper is not only unhelpful, but also may be insufficient, soft-hearted and sabotage?

Does Li Qinghong know about this plan?

You should know, that's why in the Tomb of Thousand Blades, you will strike ahead of time, killing one by one? ...

For a moment, he had a splitting headache, startled and dazed.

It's been safe and sound for so many years, but he also knows that both Ji Banxia and Li Hongling are deeply concerned about the bloody war 20 years ago.

In their eyes, it was simply that everyone in Xianzong was afraid that his uncle would gradually become powerful by relying on the broken gold formula, and they would join forces to kill him.

Not only did they take the initiative to invade the territory of the Demon Sect, but they also massacred countless Demon Cultivators in that battle.

So, this is a long-planned anti-kill?

……

But it happened that Tan Taichao was dead, and his death was unclear.

In the Wanren Tomb, in order to save Tantai Chao from danger at the bottom of the Zhisha Lake, he slapped him on the chest, forcing out the blood on his chest and leaving a wound.

But it was this accidental scar that became the evidence that he was the murderer!

Yu Wenli stared at him with a strange prying look in his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

Yuan Qinghang said casually: "I said I lost my memory, you don't believe it. Then I said that I have stayed in the Wanren Tomb for the past few months, don't you believe it?"

Yu Wenli looked at him like he was looking at a lunatic: "Stayed for a few months, and then came out again?"

Yuan Qinghang nodded solemnly: "Exactly."

Yu Wenli: "...haha."

Yuan Qinghang lazily said: "I know you won't believe it, but someone will testify for me. If you don't believe me, you can always trust Ning Duo."

Yu Wenli was taken aback: "Who?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "Xiao Xianjun Ning. No. 1 in the Sword Sect Grand Competition, the most upright and outstanding disciple of the Cangqiong Sect."

Yu Wenli looked at him with strange eyes.

He asked slowly, "But where is he?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "He has been in and out with me these days, and he has returned to the Cangqiong faction three days ago. When the time comes, just ask him and he will know?"

Yu Wenli's expression became even more strange.

He said word by word: "Immortal Ning Duo disappeared a few months ago, and there has been no news of him. In recent days, I have not heard of him."