Lianhua Manlou

The main hall is bustling with people.It was Hua ManLou who ran away to be tried by Lu XiaoFeng.The heads of all sects and sect leaders are all self-respecting and do not carry weapons on their bodies, but many of the subordinates have bulging waists, which obviously hide weapons, and countless eyes are staring at Huamanlou maliciously. Poke a hole in him.Wang Lianhua was sitting beside Huamanlou, holding a teacup and skimming the end of the tea in a leisurely manner, chatting with him from time to time was incompatible with the atmosphere in the hall.

Taoist Mu had an upright look on his face, his eyes darkened and he asked in a deep voice: "Young Master Hua, let me ask you the last question, do you know that Lu Xiaofeng escaped last night?"

Hua Manlou smiled slightly and said, "Everyone here knows that Hua has also heard of it."

Taoist Mu asked again: "Where did Young Master Hua be last night? The disciple who guards the gate doesn't seem to have seen Young Master Hua go back to his room?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and many people began to curse and whisper in low voices.Taoist Mu hooked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and said loudly: "Please explain clearly to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. After all, Mr. Hua and Lu Xiaofeng are good friends. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are life and death friends." ?”

What's more, the hot-tempered and greedy shouted loudly: "What else is Master Mu asking? It must be that Huamanlou colluded with his wife Lu Xiaofeng and the two of them are going to share the spoils together! Just take him down and torture him. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to find out!"

Someone immediately echoed: "That's right, he was originally blind and now he can see again, maybe it's because of the Night Emperor's treasured mirror..."

The Yedi Baojian is a legendary treasure, and no one knows what is recorded in it. When everyone heard this, they were half-believed, and it might be true!The already restless heart became more urgent, and they all echoed.Even if there are those who are highly respected and disagree, they dare not speak easily for fear of causing public anger.

Even the clay figurines still have a bit of a temper, and the wooden Taoist is aggressive, Hua Manlou's face turned cold when he couldn't calm down, and said coldly, "Master Mu is implying something?"

Taoist Mu smiled and said, "How could it be? It's just that Mr. Playboy always wants to give everyone an explanation."

Wang Lianhua sneered, pulled Huamanlou's sleeves, and smiled slowly under Mu Taoist's gloomy eyes: "Mu Zhenren is worthy of being a character like Taishan Beidou, what he said is really reasonable. The boy is not talented, there is A few words don’t know whether to ask or not?”

Taoist Mu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile, "Since you haven't thought it over yet, it's better not to ask."

Wang Lianhua's eyes fluttered, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "But the boy's question is about Ye! Emperor! Treasure! Lesson!"

Meng Daoqi, head of the Tianshan faction,'s eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed to say, "There's nothing to say! Do you know where the Yedi Baojian is?" After speaking, he felt too straightforward and lost his demeanor. With a heartbroken look on the shelf, he said: "We are also waiting to avoid disputes in the martial arts. How many heroes of the martial arts were lost in the battle of Chu Yunfeng. We must not let this book be a disaster for the martial arts..."

Wang Lianhua made a bow and said sincerely: "Hero Meng is so righteous! If this is the case, the boy will be presumptuous!" His eyes lightly swept over Mu Taoist: "I think that Lu Xiaofeng's ambitious and warm-hearted appearance has deceived many people. How many people call him brothers and sisters, and make friends with the family?" Many people quietly lowered their heads and remained silent.

Wang Lianhua continued: "As we all know, Mr. Hua is not a serious martial arts person, but he was invited by Master Mu to participate in his enthronement ceremony. How could he expect Lu Xiaofeng to appear here? Only him Even if a person wants to save each other, how can he break through the layers of guards in the prison? Even kill He Taiming, the head of the Kongtong Sect, without alerting a person to escape quietly?"

Emei Yan Renying frowned and said: "This young master means...he has a party? And that person must be strong in martial arts and familiar with the terrain of Wudang..." His eyes unconsciously looked at Mu Taoist, who was sitting in the high seat, Its meaning is self-evident.

Wang Lianhua said with admiration: "Master Yan is wise. It's just...it was impossible for Mr. Hua to save Lu Xiaofeng last night."

Taoist Mu sneered: "Is it impossible if you say it's impossible?"

Wang Lianhua smiled slightly: "The boy's words don't count, but if someone can prove it..."

Yan Renying said: "Who can prove it?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City."

Everyone's face changed drastically, but they were no longer in a hurry to ask for proof. Would Ye Gucheng lie?Of course not, he disdains it!So since Wang Lianhua dared to say that, Lu Xiaofeng might not have let Huamanlou let her go.So high in martial arts, familiar with Wudang, and unguardable...

Mu Taoist stood up abruptly, his eyes flashed fiercely: "So, the young master suspects that there is a traitor in our Wudang?!"

Wang Lianhua hurriedly said: "Don't you dare, but as the old saying goes, it's hard to guard against house thieves by day and night, so there are always things that real people can't worry about when the door is big, isn't it?"

Huang Qi, the head of the Kunlun faction, stared at Taoist Mu with a yin and yang expression, and said, "Don't say that someone is deliberately playing tricks on us. Master Yuguang, you are a senior, so come out and say a few words."

Everyone nodded and said they were looking at the eminent Shaolin monk who had been silent all this time.

Master Shaolin Yuguang suddenly frowned in embarrassment, and after a long time, he could only sigh: "In this case, I can only ask Master Mu to give everyone an explanation as soon as possible. After all, public anger cannot be appeased..." The last few words were particularly meaningful, Even with some compassion.Wudang is a scapegoat, regardless of whether he likes it or not.

Mu Taoist's face was livid, the Seven Star Sword, the token of the head of Wudang, was on the table by his hand.Originally, others respected him only because he is now the head of Wudang, but at this moment, he didn't even bother to hide his face. A head of Wudang only listened to their orders, how could he be willing!What's more... Taoist Mu's hand was firmly on the hilt of his sword, they are just a group of villains!

Taoist Mu's eyes fell on Wang Lianhua, who looked gentle and polite, but there was undisguised provocation and complacency in his eyes.He suppressed his anger and said with a sneer, "Since Master Yulin has said so, Wudang will naturally give everyone an explanation. However, we must wait until the day after tomorrow after the master takes over the ceremony. Nothing can be done."

Huang Qi, head of the Kunlun faction, sneered and said, "Renren Mu really looks down on us too!" Taoist Mu glanced straight at him like a blade, and slapped him with his backhand, only to hear a "bang--", Behind the head of the Kunlun sect, Huang Qi, there was a palm print on the clean and solid stone wall, with five fingers resembling stone carvings, which shocked everyone immediately.

Meng Daoqi, head of the Tianshan School, laughed a few times and hurriedly said: "We came here to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Master Mu, how can we delay the good time of Master Mu because of selfishness, everything will naturally be discussed after the ceremony is over, and we will talk about it after the end .”

Taoist Mu said coldly: "So, thank you all!"

Wang Lianhua pursed her lips and blinked at Hua Manlou.

Figures of people appeared in the darkness, and everyone walked very quietly, making almost no sound. It was only because there were too many people that there was a rustling sound.These dozen or so people quietly surrounded a wooden house, hid their long knives behind their elbows, for fear that the light of the knife would disturb the people in the house, they moved as lightly as civet cats.

"Bang——" there was a big earthquake, someone kicked the door, someone kicked the window, and faster than them was a silver-white sword light, piercing the night sky like thunder, splashing a bunch of blood.Clothed in white, with black hair, and as cold as ice and snow, he gently blew the blood off the sword, and tightly guarded a weak girl behind him, while two corpses were already lying on the ground.

Beside him was a jumping-off man, with a robe hanging slanted in embarrassment, and a broken sword between his fingers, he asked sharply, "Who sent you here?"

Naturally, no one answered him, and a dozen men in black rushed straight at them with swords flashing, dancing like tigers and tigers, moving straight to the vital point, and only kept attacking them, trapping them in this small wooden house Can't move.And outside, the flames are already soaring into the sky!

It was such an idea!Lu Xiaofeng almost jumped up, none of these dozen or so people were ordinary people, and they used Wudang, Shaolin, Emei and other unique kung fu that are not known to the outside world, if they really hold the idea of ​​dying together, even if Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't get away easily, not to mention that they still have a pretty big girl with them.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, and the tongue of fire had already penetrated the door and window, and the burning wood made a crackling sound, and broken wood fell down from time to time.

For the first time, Lu Xiaofeng was so red-eyed that he held his sword and split the broken log that fell on him. He hissed at Ximen and said sharply: "Ximen, take Rou'er and go first!"

Ximen Chuixue paused, his eyes flickered outside the window, he swung his sword without hesitation and threw the girl far away from the window, only to see a figure hugging her very quickly, shuttled in a burst of sword light, and in the blink of an eye Just disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were red, and he said angrily, "Why don't you leave!"

Ximen Chuuxue's sword slashed mercilessly: "Why should I listen to you?"

The wooden house was already crumbling, and the ground was strewn with corpses.Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue were close together, covered with bloodstains, they were already exhausted, and there were two men in black facing each other with knives.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said to Ximen Chuuxue: "It seems that we are really going to die here this time. I would rather starve to death, die of thirst, or be hacked to death, but I really don't want to choose to burn to death. It's too ugly. .”

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at his smoky face and said coldly: "Don't worry, no one will recognize you as Lu Xiaofeng after it's burnt to charcoal."

But Lu Xiaofeng smiled suddenly, showing his white teeth, "I'm afraid you will be buried with me forever when the monkey spirit collects the body for us. Ah, maybe they will be added." He looked at the two people opposite.

"There is another possibility!" Suddenly a woman's hoarse voice sounded, and suddenly there was a sharp blade on the chest of a man in black opposite him. He turned his head back in disbelief, and was severely beaten He fell to the ground and twitched, but he never died.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he pulled Ximen Chuixue and hurriedly said, "Let's go!"

Ximen Chuuxue split a wall tacitly, and in an instant, the two broke through the wall, followed by a black shadow, and the wooden house collapsed.

Lu Xiaofeng was full of joy and gratitude for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and the five or six corpses lying outside the house were obviously the masterpieces of Sikong Zhaixing.

Ximen Chuuxue looked coldly at the only man in black who escaped with them, slowly raised his sword and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The man in black froze for a long time, she let out a deep sigh and tore off the hood, her long hair like a cloud fell down, reflecting that pale and beautiful face.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, and he said slowly, "Sun Xiuqing!"

The author has something to say: Does no one like Miss Sun?