"Ye Fusheng!" Yan Xu shouted angrily, "The little fan is your own flesh and blood, in order to monopolize Gu Mo Xuantie, you actually went crazy and made up this kind of absurd lie that reverses right and wrong!"

"Lies?" Ye Fusheng looked up to the sky and sneered, "Caiyi and my husband sang with each other, and the plaice was deeply in love, but she only mistakenly believed that others instigated it, so she returned to Yilanmen in anger, how could I kill her because she didn't want to meet? As for that girl, who knows if she is the evil seed of Yan Zhiyang and Ji Lanxian!"

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"Yan Gongzi, twelve years ago, Ye Daxia went to Miaojiang alone, and a month later, a fire broke out in Myanmar, the capital of Yanyue Kingdom, and the entire palace turned into a scorched earth, which can be described as a sensation. "Lin Yi is humane.

Yan Xu was slightly stunned, and heard Lin Yiren's voice. If his mother Ji Lanxian did not have a grudge against Ye Fusheng, why did Ye Fusheng risk going to the Burmese Palace to pick quarrels and provoke trouble?

In addition, there are three doubts in my heart. Lin Yiren continued, "First, Ye Daxia killed in Tiandu Peak just because your father didn't allow him to see Xiao Fan's mother, which seems a little unreasonable. Second, after Ye Daxia's bloodbath in Tiandu Peak, your father, as the successor of the master of the sect, avoided other places and hid in Lingguan Town for many years, not only did he not consider avenging his master, but he also didn't care about the decline of his master, which is really puzzling. Third, seven years ago, Ye Daxia saw Xiao Fan in Lingguan Town, Xiao Fan was clearly the same age as his late daughter, why would Ye Daxia be indifferent to your father telling Xiao Fan's identity? Is it because Ye Daxia is sure that his flesh and blood are no longer alive, or is it because he has been deceived by your father and can no longer listen to his words?"

Yanxu's body shook slightly, and he felt a suffocating palpitation. Lin Yiren's meaning couldn't be clearer, he thought that Ye Fusheng's reason for killing was insufficient, his father's reason for hiding in the countryside was strange, and more importantly, the person who weaved everything with lies was his father, not Ye Fusheng.

"Lin Yiren, this matter has nothing to do with you!" the dark clouds rolled in Yan Xu's eyes.

"Lin Yiren?" Ye Fusheng looked at Lin Yiren suspiciously.

Seeing that Yanxu revealed his identity, Lin Yiren had no choice but to clear his throat, and pretended to say casually, "Walking in the rivers and lakes, there will inevitably be a few more identities." ”

"The identity of the King of Zhen Guo can be in it?" Ye Fusheng said coldly.

Lin Yiren was slightly stunned, the world is so big, why did Ye Fusheng immediately associate his name with King Xuan?

When Ye Fusheng saw Lin Yiren's expression, he immediately guessed most of it, frowned, and said, "So, your mother is Gu Liuying, and your father is Lin Yiran?"

This time, not only Lin Yiren was extremely shocked, but even Yan Xu was a little surprised.

Ye Fusheng, a swordsman floating around, how could he treat King Yu, who died young, in the palace young, and Qin Guifei, who had been in the palace for many years, like a treasure? What is even more strange is that when people call husband and wife, the husband's family comes first, and the woman's family comes last, but why did Ye Fusheng actually put his mother's name before his father's name when he mentioned Lin Yiren's parents?

A thought flashed through Lin Yiren's mind, "Could it be that Ye Daxia and his mother are old acquaintances?"

"Ye can't climb high!" Ye Fusheng said coldly.

"Ye Daxia is so clear about the matter of Butterfly Valley, when the mother of the family is not only the royal concubine, but also the second daughter of the owner of Butterfly Valley. ”

"What if you know?" Ye Fusheng squinted at Lin Yiren proudly, "Isn't King Zhen planning to let Ye hand over the three tokens of Gu Mo Xuantie with his old feelings?"

Lin Yi's figure stagnated slightly, "So, Ye Daxia insists on refusing to believe that Xiao Fan is your own flesh and blood?"

"That girl just looks a little similar to Caiyi, from beginning to end, you two don't have any evidence, so that Ye is convinced that she is the fetus in Caiyi's womb back then. Ye Fusheng did not hide the disdain in his tone at all, "It's a pity that the status of the king of the kingdom and the prince of the glaive kingdom is so noble, but for the sake of the three small begging orders, the gang order, and the alfalfa ruler order, they wag their tails and beg for mercy to Ye, which is really a great misfortune for the two countries." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yiren's expressions and words changed greatly.

"Ye Fusheng, how can you be the father of the little fan!" Yan Xu screamed angrily, flew up, and the only remaining Lingyun Thorn in his hand flew out diagonally, and the thunderbolt shot towards Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng turned over, Lingyun stabbed under his sleeve, and flew into Yanxu's hand with a roar.

"Young Master Yan," Lin Yiren dodged to stop Yan Xu, "Ye Daxia doesn't care about the life and death of his own flesh and blood, why should you, a fellow senior brother, hit a stone with an egg and lose his life in vain!"

"Get out of the way!" Yan Xu's hand was full of silver, and his move was as fast as lightning, stabbing at Lin Yiren, "My father regards Xiao Fan as his own daughter, takes good care of him, and loves him like a treasure, but this demon killed my father and slandered my mother with perverse words, how can I, as a son of man, endure such a shameful humiliation!"

Lin Yiren was forced to retreat again and again by the fierce attack of Yan Xu for a while, "If you die, the little fan is hopeless!"

"Then Xiao Fan and I will go to Huangquan together, life and death go hand in hand!" The words let out a long roar, and Ling Yun stabbed straight towards the Lin Yi people with a terrifying momentum.

At the same time, Lin Yiren's clothes flew up, as fast as the wind, sweeping like fire, like a rainbow, and the wind in his palm was like a blade, rushing towards Ye Fusheng behind him. Yan Xu's wrist flicked, Lingyun thorn followed him like a shadow, one after another, and the two suddenly joined forces, and the target was Ye Fusheng at the same time.

Ye Fusheng's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, chased the wind and lightning and withdrew from Sanzhang, proudly drew his sword, and calmly resisted the attacks of Lin Yiren and Yanxu from both sides.

"The masters of Qiuyi Villa were like clouds that day, and I couldn't help anything, but today I rely on the two of you, it's just beyond my strength!"

The cold light is shining, the blade is like autumn frost, the sound is loud, and the sparks are everywhere. The Lingyun Thorn in Lin Yiren's hands kept colliding with the Breath Sword. Between the lightning and flint, the two of them glanced at each other, their fingertips tapped lightly, and the two Lingyun thorns shot out one white, one purple and two slips of powder at the same time.

Ye Fusheng's pupils suddenly constricted, and he flew towards the night sky, like an eagle falcon standing majestically, running away from the dust. Although he is arrogant and uninhibited, he is by no means an arrogant person in Yelang, Miao Jiang is good at poison, Yanxu and Lin Yi people are prepared, and the smoke and dust must be a highly poisonous thing, and it happens suddenly, there seems to be no better way than to dodge.

The shadow is sparse and slanted, the dark fragrance floats, the red leaves are shaken in the air, the snow blade is floating, Lin Yiren and Yanxu are in perfect harmony, chasing the wind and electricity, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, one left and one right with the leaves floating and flying up.

"Snow Shadow Excalibur!" said behind him.

Ye Fusheng frowned slightly, and the palm wind swept straight to the giant tree on the side of the Drunken Pavilion, and his body floated out two feet away with the help of the rebound power of the trunk.

The Snow Shadow Divine Sword is a secret that is not passed down by the Gate, and it is a top-level mastery of using Qi Imperial Sword and picking flowers and flying leaves, and when it is used, it consumes extremely internal strength, and if you don't plan to let it go, it will never be easy to use.

Three feet away from Ye Fusheng, one white and one purple powder, suddenly condensed under the control of words, as if it had become an indestructible long needle, roaring towards Ye Fusheng's heart.