It was getting dark, a person was surrounded by an unfamiliar environment, all he could do was how to protect himself, how to sleep peacefully in the long night, Ye Zong would never treat himself badly, even if the Purple Cloud Palace was magnificent in his opinion, it was tall and magnificent, and it was only close to the oil drying up and the lamp was dry, and it was still breathing, and the cracks on the home furnishings that should be replaced, the shabby and dilapidated, although it was wiped cleanly, it was not impressively solemn. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No wonder Yingzhu's father has so many tantrums, he must have failed in some business and lost the Wanguan family property left by his ancestors. Ye Zongju lit an oil lamp while talking to himself, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and said: "I can't see that this lamp is still worth some money, but it's a pity that I have no way down the mountain, otherwise I have to sell it." He seemed to be pitifully put back in his place, stretched, lifted the heavy curtain that hung from the floor, and wandered boredly in the hall where the lights flickered.

"Who is there?" Listening to the voice, it was Yingzhu and his father, Ye Zongju was bending down to look at an ornament, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he only snorted coldly: "Who is rare!" The voice fell, and he turned around leisurely with his hands on his back, and with a slight glimmer of light, he avoided the old man and walked out of the hall.

"Stop!" Ye Zongju expected him to come to this sentence, and didn't look back: "What are you doing standing still? I didn't steal anything from your house!" The words were still in his ears, and the lights suddenly brightened behind him, bright as day, pulling Ye Zongdu's shadow in front of him, Ye Zongju turned his head in surprise, the original ninety-nine eighty-one candles in the hall were lit by unknown people, and the old man still looked at him quietly, and replied: "I just let you stop!"

Ye Zong was completely surprised, and questioned: "How can so many candles be lit at the same time? Could it be that there is any mechanism? Or are you doing something wrong?" He asked three questions in a row, and was busy examining the strange things in the hall, and finally looked at the old man with nothing, and said with a smile: "I don't know your senior name?"

"I don't seem to know what kind of place this is, otherwise you wouldn't fail to recognize the old man, I am the big waste Ying Liaohua who has failed in the rivers and lakes, and this is the Ziyun Palace that I worked so hard to create, a few years ago, it was still a gathering of heads, and the voices were boiling, but now it is a depression and has become a laughing stock on the rivers and lakes!"

Ye Zongju grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he knew very little about the "rivers and lakes", but from his words, he could guess that "this old man really failed in business", and after thinking about it, he comforted him and said: "Don't be discouraged, with a daughter as smart as Sister Yingzhu, the recovery of Ziyun Palace is just around the corner." Ying Liaohua sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't mention it, the female is not staying, she has already gone down the mountain." ”

"What? Down the mountain? Just those few chains, how did you get down? Could it be that Qi Yi with high magic power picked her up again? How can I ......" Ye Zong swallowed back immediately in the middle of his words, and complained again and again in his heart, it seemed that no matter who was better than his luck, thinking of this, he asked again: "When did it happen?" I mean...... I didn't sleep most of the night, why didn't I notice her going down the mountain?"

Ying Liaohua smiled bitterly and said: "I don't even want my daughter to stay on such a big mountaintop, is it true that my empty chip faction is really exhausted?" In the light, Ye Zong clearly saw that Ying Liaohua's tears were like the last stagnant water that was evaporated in the great drought, he thought of his grandfather who had raised him for more than ten years, and his heart really hurt, but when he heard the word "empty chip", he gasped and asked: "Empty chip faction? I heard my grandfather talk about what empty chip dao chief, does it have anything to do with him?"

Ying Liaohua's eyes were about to turn into two turbid stars, and suddenly they let out light again, and said, "I thought you were in a hurry to go down the mountain and didn't want to listen to me anymore, but your grandfather told you about my patriarch? What did he say?" Ying Liaohua's eyes were like an eagle staring at Ye Zongju's face for a moment, as if he was staring at a prey that was about to arrive.

Ye Zongju frowned and said, "The Empty Chip Dao Master is your ancestor, but my grandfather said that he died alone, and he had no descendants, nor did he create any sect, but it seems that I heard that he had a lot of sad things during his lifetime, and he also made some spells, is my grandfather coaxing me happy?"

Ying Liaohua didn't seem to hear Ye Zongdu's question, but just asked, "Did your grandfather tell you anything about a coffin or something?" After he finished speaking, a hand pressed on Ye Zongdu's shoulder, and a layer of blood-red light smoke floated, Ye Zongju instantly felt dizzy, and broke free and said: "You let go of me, no one of us there will mention this kind of taboo thing, it will invite a disaster for the soul." "Why is it that I don't know anything about the empty planning faction? Forget it, since I'm sorry for the ancestor, I can only be liberated by death!" Ying Liaohua suddenly had a short sword in his hand, aiming at his throat and about to stab it.

"No!" Ye Zongju shouted, snatched the blade from his hand, and after calming down, said: "I have seen the coffin left by the Empty Chip Dao Chief, it is precisely because of this that my grandfather died strangely suddenly, I can't tell you again, otherwise, you may really die." Ying Liaohua smiled with satisfaction after hearing this, and said, "It's okay, as long as you can recover Ziyun Palace, what's the matter if you die?"

"Then it said......" Ye Zongju said hesitantly, "Then it said, say, I still can't tell you!" Ye Zongju finished speaking and fled, but he didn't know that Ying Liaohua's arm seemed to be twice as large as ordinary people, and when he grabbed and flicked it, Ye Zongjue hit the wall like a sandbag thrown out, his liver and gallbladder were shattered, and the dozen or so candles that he hit rolled down to the ground, and the hall was also a little darker.

"Hahahahaha......" A sharp and painful long laugh, under the flickering light, a long-haired woman covered in injuries and blood stained appeared, Ye Zongdu's breathing stopped instantly, and he lost his voice: "Big, big white face, how did you become like this?" As soon as Ying Liaohua saw Mingqiu, a hidden weapon flew out of his fingers, Mingqiu's heart rolled down with a "poof", beating weakly in the light, Mingqiu opened his mouth and smiled sadly at Ye Zongdu: "Avenge me!" After speaking, he fell to the ground, and the scarlet blood flowed down the ground to the soles of Ye Zongdu's feet, like a river of blood.

Ye Zongju yelled, "Ying Liaohua, why did you kill her? What nonsense are you talking about recovering the Purple Cloud Palace, you liar!" he said and pounced on Ying Liaohua. Ying Liaohua stepped on the soles of his feet and said lightly: "She is just an ant, as long as you tell me the secret of the death, I will spare you from dying, how about it?"

"Can't tell him!" Ye Zongjue's eyes darkened, and he only saw a pair of men's feet standing behind Ying Liaohua, but it was Qi Yi's voice, and he also nodded: "Yes, I can't tell him!" Ying Liaohua's feet were just about to exert force, but they slowly took it away, Ye Zongjue took the opportunity to roll on the ground, stood up, and saw Qi Yi's long sword against Ying Liaohua's heart.

"Qi Yi, you really deserve the title of 'Wind God', but I don't understand, your Tianshui Sect has always been isolated from the rivers and lakes, how can you take care of such idle things? Qi Yi smiled slightly, and said: "Senior Ying, your reputation in the rivers and lakes is like a dog skin plaster, this kind of thing doesn't need to be told by others, even if you get the death note today, you will be bitten apart by the mad dogs in the rivers and lakes at the bottom of the mountain, it is better for you to let go of this little brother, and everything will be fine." ”

Ying Liao raised his head and laughed a few times, and said: "Qi Yi, this little brother is only afraid that he hates you in his heart, when he lied to him to go up the mountain, he also had your share, how could you forget?" Qi Yi said: "I only knew that Yingzhu took him up the mountain, and I didn't know that this stinky little boy would have a shocking secret, and now it's not too late to regret it." Ying Liaohua said: "Qi Yi, don't be self-righteous, don't you like Yingzhu? As long as you don't interfere in my affairs tonight, how about I marry Yingzhu to you?"

"Yingzhu?" Qi Yi's face changed suddenly, the hand holding the sword trembled faintly, and soon, sweat seeped out of his forehead like a drizzle, flashing hope in Ye Zongju's eyes, hoping that he would not abandon him. "Yes, it's my daughter Yingzhu, the only daughter!" Ying Liaohua stroked his beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was very proud.

Qi Yi's sword was about to be stabbed out, and he said angrily: "You despicable villain, I saw you push Yingzhu down the abyss with my own eyes, and now you want to lie to me?" Ying Liaohua's face stiffened, and he said dryly: "I, why should I kill my own daughter?" Qi Yi said indignantly: "Okay, you said that you didn't kill her, even if I was blind, you tell me, where is she now?" Why did Mingqiu die here?"

She ...... Yes, Mingqiu was killed by me, but Yingzhu, I didn't kill her, she was bent on seeking death, she can't blame me!" Ying Liaohua suddenly went crazy, swept towards Qi Yi's face door with his backhand, Qi Yi stabbed into the back of Ying Liaohua's heart on the side, Ying Liaohua's eyes widened, spewed out a stream of blood mist, and fell to his knees, no breath.

Ye Zongju suddenly felt a tingling in his eyes, and he was cold, and he fainted unconsciously with a stomach full of questions.