Jun Buqi didn't answer, just stretched out his finger and pointed.

There was silence in the square, everyone's eyes widened, they couldn't believe what they saw, Jun Buqi stretched out his hand and pointed at Chu Huaichuan.

"Okay, good!" Jun Wuyi slowly straightened up, and before he saw how he behaved, the person had disappeared from the spot.

"Are you going to stop me?" Jun Wuyi stared at the young general in front of him, there was no expression on his face, only the robe on his body hunting and dancing in the night wind.

"The matter hasn't been clarified yet, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Elder Jun to be so impulsive, right?" Jian Dahu forcibly pressed the fire, Chu Huaichuan, as a captain of the Modao Military Academy, had followed him for many years, even if the person was really killed by Chu Huaichuan, there must be a reason. What's more, this is his own brother, don't say that Jun is useless, even if Jian Tiannan is standing here, Jian Dahu will not let him take people away.

"Inappropriate?" Jun Wuyi raised his head and laughed as if he had heard some joke, "Have you heard who died?" Qingyun is the most promising disciple of Tie Jian Peak, and he is also the most promising to inherit the mantle of the old man. It would be better to say that he died at the hands of the enemy, but he died at the hands of his own people. ”

The more Jun Wuyi spoke, the more angry he became, he raised his foot and took another step forward, gritting his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, "Junior, for the sake of Jian Dashou's face, as long as you dodge, today I will only talk to one person surnamed Chu, if you insist on blocking it," Jun Wuyi's tone was even colder, "Today I will wash the Shuangta Temple in blood, see what your Jian family can do in the future?"

Qiang—, the sword roared, and the soldiers of the Modao Army and the war horses of the Evil Qilin standing in the square had already started their work, they didn't move, just quietly waiting for the general's order.

Seven people, like seven unsheathed long swords, suddenly appeared behind Jian Dahu, but it was not Jian Dahu who was blocking them, but Chu Huaichuan.

"General, one person does things and one person is responsible, the affection of the brothers, Huaichuan has written it down, but at the moment this temple is not peaceful, the general must not give the enemy an opportunity for Huaichuan alone. Let Huaichuan leave with Elder Jun today, and after cleaning up those demons in the future, the general will go to Jianfeng to bring Huaichuan back. Chu Huaichuan didn't hide behind the Seven Kills, on the contrary, he stood up, although he was facing one of the eight swords of Sword Peak, but there was no timidity on his face.

"Both of them extinguish the fire," Mengzi walked over from the side, the so-called authorities are fan, both Jian Dahu and Jun Wuyi are angry, and they are arguing from beginning to end whether they should take people away, but Mengzi heard something wrong on the side, "The kid has a question that he wants to ask Elder Jun." ”

"What are you? How can you speak here?" Jun Wuyi was angry, when he suddenly saw a young man coming over, and he couldn't help but be even more annoyed when he saw that he was about the same age as his son.

"Elder Jun has lost his beloved disciple, so this Shenjun should not have heard these disrespectful words," Mengzi was not angry, stopped Brother Jiu who stepped forward, took out a sign from his arms and shook it in front of Jun Wuyi's eyes, "How is it?

It was an ordinary stone, and there was a high platform carved on it, and the high platform pierced through the clouds and fog, and went straight up to the nine heavens, looking down on the world, and there was nothing to hide.

Jun Wuyi is like being poured a basin of cold water on his head, although he is not in the court, but that terrifying name, how could Jun Wuyi not have heard of it? Facing this bland stone, Jun Wuyi knows that if he can't find out the matter here today, he wants to take people away, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult.

Snorted heavily, Jun Wuyi sat back with a cold face, "If you have anything to say, you can ask, I heard that all of you Lantai are good at investigating cases, so let the old man open his eyes today." ”

Jun Wuyi held the Buddha platform, stared at the young man in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "If you can't give an explanation to the old man today, even if you try to offend Lan Dieyi, the old man still has to take the surname Chu away." ”

Mengzi smiled, the old man in front of him was a little domineering, he was still a little sensible, just recognize that brand, as long as he recognized that brand, what he said, he would naturally listen attentively.

"Elder Jun, I don't know how the martial arts of the Lingtu are practiced, how does it compare to the warriors here?" Hearing Mengzi ask this sentence thoughtlessly, the fire that had just been suppressed suddenly rose again.

"Compared to these ants?" Jun Wuyi's face turned pale, "What are they, have they opened their pulses? Have they ever practiced aura? Not to mention Qingyun, even the ordinary Sword Peak disciples standing here are a thousand times better than them." ”

"Oh, so this disciple of yours is stronger than Ling Gongzi's martial arts?"

"Father-" Jun Buqi on the side had already heard that something was wrong, and he screamed and was about to speak, but he couldn't catch the eyes of the fierce son, but the words behind him choked in his throat.

"Of course, although Buqi is also very good, it is still not as good as Qingyun, Dari Sword Song, Qingyun has practiced to the seventh realm, even compared to me, the teacher, it is not too much worse. Jun Wuyi ignored his son, and now when he mentioned Yu Qingyun, he still felt proud.

"Oh, that's easy," Mengzi turned around and walked towards Jun Buqi, "You said Chu Huaichuan killed your senior brother?"

Although he knew Mengzi, Jun Buqi still didn't expect this kid to be so difficult, and he tried his best to lay out the game, but he couldn't be ruined by him like this.

"Of course, in that Garan Palace, in order to seek justice for me, the senior brother didn't expect that those soldiers were unreasonable at all, and before he could say a word, he started to move, not only the person surnamed Chu, but also the one surnamed Wang and the other twenty soldiers of the Modao Army. Jun Buqi's mouth was like a river, gushing endlessly, and his eyes were shining with tears, and he seemed very sad in his heart.

"Seek justice for you, what's wrong with you?" Mengzi did not follow Jun Buqi's words, but changed the question.

"What's wrong with me? I was injured by those soldiers and bandits, of course the senior brother wants to seek justice for me, what's wrong with this?"

"Just now, your father praised you for being very good, why? An excellent disciple of Jianfeng like you was actually injured by an ant in your father's mouth, if this is spread out, where is Jianfeng's face?" Hearing this, Mengzi was almost sure that there was a problem here, this kid's ability he had seen himself, although it was not very good, and he was cowardly, but to say that he would still be injured against a few ordinary soldiers, this was what Mengzi said he didn't believe anything, but why did he deliberately plant Yu Qingyun's death on Chu Huaichuan's head? What good can he do by doing so?