"Duel?"

Jiang Zhongying frowned: "I don't want to duel with you." ”

"I'm afraid it's not up to you. ”

Fang Yijing said rhetorically:

"In the name of Yilian, you became the head of the upper family for your own personal gain, causing the Fang family to be ruined, this is one of them. Your master and apprentice caused Zhen'er to have a toxin that invaded her body, and she has not been cured to this day, which is the second thing. I must take revenge!"

"But don't worry. I said for three years, one is to keep filial piety to my mother, and the other is to give you enough time to prepare. Even if you can't make your cultivation equal to mine in three years—"

Fang Yijing paused, and subconsciously glanced towards the wing.

"You have a master like Jiang Xiaogu as a master, three years is enough for her to find a way to save your life. The big enemy is here, and I can only give you three years at most. You can call someone of prestige, and I am willing to write the contract. ”

After listening to him, Jiang Zhongying waved his hand: "You misunderstood." I don't want to duel you because you're not qualified.

"If you want to kill me, you can do it now. ”

Fang Yijing stared at him in a daze, let out a strange scream, and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.

"You're just ...... in the early days of foundation building"

A soft light flashed from the sword and passed to Fang Yijing's palm. He suddenly calmed down and looked at Jiang Zhongying suspiciously.

If it was only the early stage of foundation building, how dare he talk to himself like this.

Fang Yijing's heart beat wildly, and he slowly let go of his fingers.

"I've said that, it's your business how to deal with it. In three years' time, I will definitely take your life. ”

After Fang Yijing left, Jiang Zhongying stood still and did not move, looking thoughtful.

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat him?" Jiang Xiaogu walked over. The jar followed behind her, and she looked exceptionally well-behaved today.

"Are you awake?"

"He's so loud, how can he still sleep. ”

Jiang Xiaogu asked again: "Are you afraid that you will lose to him?"

"How could it be, I didn't even think about it. ”

Jiang Zhongying asked Fang Siqi to put the breakfast in the courtyard, personally filled a bowl of blue leaf porridge, handed it to Xiao Gu, and sighed softly.

He finally didn't need to eat, but Jiang Xiaogu was the same as a mortal, except that he didn't have pain, hunger, hunger, cold and heat, and he didn't lack anything.

In the heavenly realm, I saw that she often eats, and I thought she was greedy.

Jiang Xiaogu pinched the bun in one hand and sucked it with the bowl.

"And what were you thinking?"

"Hmm, oh, I'm thinking about what Fang Yijing said. He gave me a list of two crimes. ”

"I heard it too. ”

Jiang Xiaogu suddenly felt that the bun in his hand was not fragrant, "Why is Fang Yizhen not dead yet?"

Jiang Zhongying smiled dumbly, "I guess I can't bear you, the master, and I refuse to swallow my breath." ”

"Why doesn't he understand, the sea was dry and rotten, and it can't be enough to get together and disperse. ”

Jiang Xiaogu was very worried, in case her Gu techniques didn't matter whether they were high or low, and the other party Yizhen was ineffective, how could she kill him.

"Don't worry, with me, he can't touch you. I'm thinking of another. Fang Yijing said that the Fang family had been ruined, but didn't they join the Chiyan faction?"

Jiang Zhongying guessed that Fang Yijing knew the truth, and the people of the Fang family had indeed been killed by the Chiyan faction.

"Then he should go to the Chiyan faction to take revenge, why did he come to you?"

"It's all excuses. Whether I am Jiang Zhongying or Fang Yilian, he wants me to die. ”

Jiang Zhongying sneered.

There is such a thing in the world.

The murdered Fang Yilian had no intention of seeking revenge from Fang Yijing, but the victimized Fang Yijing could never let go.

"Master!"

Wen Shun ran in, "There's a dead man outside the door. ”

After the disciples had discussed, they were lining up and going out from the corner gate, and as soon as the first group opened the door, they saw people soaked in blood in the alley.

Although death would be a common occurrence for them as monks, many of them saw a dead person for the first time, and their faces were pale, biting their lipes and holding on. Seeing Jiang Xiaogu and Jiang Zhongying coming over, he was a little more relieved.

"It's Wang Si. ”

Although the man's face was distorted and stiff, Jiang Xiaogu still recognized it at a glance.

"I heard him fight last night!" the jar himself rushed forward with the Gu cultivation jar in his hand, filled with some dried blood clots.

"In less than four hours, about three watches, it wasn't just after the shift - there was no breath of magic, and there was no poison or anything like that. ”

Wang Si's blood is really light, he has no aura at all, he is just an ordinary mortal.

"Kill with a sword. Maybe he didn't even see who the other party was. ”

Jiang Zhongying asked Wen Shun to take two disciples and call Jin Yang over.

"You called Jin Yang here? Maybe he killed this man." "Jar handwriting.

"He's the city lord, if something like this happens, who won't he look for?"

Jin Yang came over quickly, looking a little embarrassed, and before inspecting the corpse, he still didn't forget to greet Jiang Xiaogu's master and apprentice.

He glanced at Wang Si, "Oh, how did this die here." Brother Jiang, do you know him?"

"What do you mean?"

Jin Yang didn't know if it was his own delusion, Jiang Xiaogu's voice was colder than usual.

"There are five corpses hanging at the gate of the north city, and I don't know when they were hung up, and this morning, the guards changed shifts and found out. ”

"Who died?"

"All mortals. ”

Jin Yang's face was full of sadness, although the six mortals who died didn't matter, but this incident happened with his eyelids lowered, and it was clearly a provocation to him.

"The wound is the same as the five, and it seems to be the same person. But why is this one ...... here?"

Jiang Zhongying handed over Wang Si to Jin Yang to deal with, and accompanied Jiang Xiaogu to the North City Gate.

The hanging corpses had long since been taken down, and the city was full of people whispering in groups of three or five. The Chiyan faction also sent additional disciples to patrol, and teams of yellow-clothed people shuttled, adding to the tense atmosphere.

Hanging the corpse on the city wall is indeed like a demonstration. But if it was to provoke Jin Yang, it would be more effective to kill the disciples of the Chiyan faction.

There is also Wang Si.

Why was he alone placed in the alley next to Jiang's Mansion?

That alley was the only way for him to go home after the night shift.

The master and apprentice walked in silence, each thinking about it. Jiang Zhongying suddenly found that everywhere they went, the others quietly dispersed.

The next day, five more mortal corpses appeared on the walls. There are two other ones, which are placed outside the door of Jiangfujiao.

Rumors spread for a while.

When the disciples who went out to inquire about the news came back, they were all puffed up, and a few of them had red eyes, as if they had just cried.

"Master, we have inquired. ”

Wen Shun stood in front of Jiang Zhongying and replied one by one.

There were indeed a number of monks missing in the city, almost all of them were Qi refining cultivators. There are three or four of them on each street.

These people had all bought pills in the pill pharmacy of the Chiyan Sect. And before he disappeared, Jin Yang talked to him.

It didn't take long for those people to be gone.