"Longsu, you should know, what do I mean by talking to you privately!"

In the west wind of the sparse building, the master of Taixue stood with his hands in his hands, and his clothes gradually fluttered with the breeze. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, students know. ”

lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head, covering the thoughts in Shulou Longsu's heart, but at least he showed respect on his face, just because he couldn't resist the prestige of Taixue Lord, whether it was morality, ethics or martial arts status.

"However, all this will soon change!"

I secretly swore in my heart that Shulou Longsu was more deferential on the surface, but the Taixue Master also knew a little about his inner thoughts, and he was still constantly beating Longsu:

"Longsu, do you know that the strongest on the outside is often injured on the inside? This is the case with the Confucian sect at this time, if the two sides really have a quarrel or even worse...

What will happen, you say?"

"The students know what the teacher wants, and they will not let this happen.

The battle between the old and new Confucianism, but the thinking is different, everyone is a disciple of a saint, and there is no knot that cannot be untied in their own family!"

Own family?

How can there be a family member who hates each other's death!

said words that he didn't believe in his mouth, but Shulou Longsu's words were more earnest, and through the addition of his reputation over the years, he finally made Taixue believe him.

"Longsu, I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down!"

"The teacher's teachings, Longsu must be grateful in his heart!"

However, just as the Lord of Taixue returned to the sea of learning, he came to the middle of the way:

"Master Taixue, I haven't had enough fun last time in Shiting, why don't we talk about a game with our hands?"

As a little bit of holy light poured out the heavens and the earth, a stone table suddenly appeared in front of the master of Taixue, on which nineteen horizontal and vertical paths were engraved, and then a floating figure appeared behind the forest.

"Faun!"

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Bloody Night.

Knife light.

The dripping sound of killing, the insolent pleasure.

The knife rose, mixed with the cold moonlight, but also with the fire of revenge, and the knife fell, splashing bright red, but only flesh and skin.

"Who is coming, who dares to hurt people with secret arrows?"

It's a pity that the people who have been ordered by the Confucian Holy Jin of Taixue are all in charge of all veins, and their cultivation is not general, and this secret killing machine is not top-notch, even if it is combined with the incense, it can't cause real damage to them.

The answer to this Confucian question was not words, but the blade that struck again.

Splashing ruthless knife techniques, although there is no discipline, but because of its desperate killing intent, it also seems a little difficult.

Especially, when Yi Qingchen wanted to be captured alive, he had to spend a little more time and feet.

However, it is only a waste of some hands and feet.

"Wine and bamboo are opening with courage!"

The Confucian wind is overflowing, the steps under the feet are fluttering, and the figure that passes by the eyes shows that the person who is secretly attacking is really too far away.

And the person who sneaked up on him was crazy, although he only wanted to hurt the enemy regardless of his own safety, but it was difficult to change the gap between the two sides, and he had lost the strength to resist only a moment after being circumvented.

"Say, who are you, and who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

It's a pity that there was only one voice in response to him:

"Phew!"

and the eyes that continue to hate, and the body that keeps struggling.

"Hmm? This kind of hateful look seems to be seeking revenge! It's just that I have never seen this person, so how can I hate?"

With a flick of his fingers, Yi Qingchen immediately restrained the major points of the person who sneaked attack, but he was ready to talk to him, at least to figure out why this person would sneak attack him.

At the same time, this situation also continued to occur in various places where people rushed to the foothold of Xuehai, although some Confucian scholars killed the sneak attackers by mistake for a while, but most of them were captured by all Confucian students.

These people still have a keen sense of smell, and this matter is really strange, according to the strength of these people, it is impossible to succeed, but they still would rather die than bite them, this hatred really makes them cold.

"The sky is dead, Confucianism should be abolished, the year is in this autumn, and the world is auspicious!"

It took a lot of manpower in the hands of Rin Mu to find these people who hated Confucianism so much, but it was all worth it, just because in this way, no matter how much the Taixue Master wanted to calm things down, the various schools with their own minds would not let him rest!

Finally, someone spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was shocking that this person's family was persecuted to death by a Confucian high-level official, and only he had a life to take revenge.

If it's just one case, it's easy to cover up, but what happens if there's a whole bunch of them, and everyone knows about them?

I don't know either!

Because he was once again held back by Rinmu.

This time, there is no water mirror live broadcast of the status quo of Xuehai, only a game of endgame in front of the two of them, and two people holding black and white.

Even if he could receive the news of what was happening now, the Taixue Master at this time could not immediately return to solve this problem.

"It's all your handiwork!"

With a wave of his hand, the letter paper in his hand instantly flew away, and although the words seemed to be asking, the voice of the master was completely affirmative.

"Yes, I found those people.

But, everything is done by your Confucian family, how can you dare to admit it?"

Those who can force people to ruin will definitely not be the Neo-Confucianists who are excluded and have no real power.

Originally, Shulou Longsu might not be able to suppress all the voices of a school, and once this matter broke out, it would become their biggest point of attack. When the crowd is excited, and there is no suppression of the prestige of the master, the scene will inevitably be extremely terrifying.

"Besides, there are some things, the longer they are pressed, the more terrible they will be when they erupt, the shepherd is just squeezing out the pus for Confucianism, why should the master of Taixue be so angry?"

Surprised, Rin Mu understood that the situation at this time would only be more serious than the Taixue Master expected, and without the suppression of the Taixue Master, Shulou Longsu would definitely be able to gain the most upper hand, and no one knew what the annoyed and angry old Confucian would do.

"Master Taixue's interpretation of Mu is kind, but it will make Mu really sad!"

"Humph!"

Drinking angrily, the master of Taixue understood the sinister heart of the person in front of him, slapped the chessboard angrily with one palm and turned into powder, stretched his hands again, and the black and white chess pieces in the sky suddenly turned into a streamer and went straight to Rin Mu's body.

"It's useless to save it bluntly, I don't have time for you to rub your skin!"

Every time a point passes, the situation in Xuehai will become more critical, and he can't wait anymore!

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