The sun is rising

The sky has gradually turned from gray to light, and the cold crescent moon has gradually disappeared into the dawn.

After the night, there is always a dawn. Just as people always lose themselves in the dark, when the dawn comes, there is hope again.

But Liu Miao let out a slight sigh at this time, and then slowly got up.

He was still on top of the West Tower, only to be woken up by a sharp knock on the door.

When the door was opened, the fat man crashed into his eye first. Seeing his anxious look, Liu Miao nodded, signaling that he could calm down first.

Then he raised his eyes and looked around, and now in front of the door of his small courtyard, there were already dozens of people standing, sitting, far away, or near, and they came into his eyes.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is a coffin.

It's just that whenever there is a group of strangers with a coffin, they should be placed in front of their door, and no one will have a good face, even if it is a coffin of golden silk nanmu.

Of course, Liu Qiao was no exception, his brows were tightly locked. In contrast, the woman leaning over the coffin made him feel more troubled.

I saw that the woman was wearing a plain white silk robe, and although she was slightly powdered, she still couldn't hide the sadness on her face.

There were four people, three women and one man, standing by the coffin. Although Liu Qiao can't say that he knows these people, he has also seen them, they are the cultivators of the Enlightened Sect, and they are the people who support the Enlightened Venerable, as for the woman, she is even more aggressive in front of the Enlightened Venerable, and even beat him up.

He didn't know why, which one is this singing?

Of course, in addition to these people who have seen it, there are more people who have not seen it. It was obviously all attracted by the strange behavior of the Enlightened Sect and his party, and it didn't matter what kind of mind existed, and I couldn't guess it.

For example, under the eaves facing the street on Liu Qiao's left, a young man who looked like he was not yet crowned stood quietly accompanied by a person.

The young man stood with his hands in his hands, his posture was upright and heroic. A moon-white costume is not stained with dust, and only when you look closely can you find that the golden embroidery on the costume is connected by a looming four-clawed golden dragon. Although the young man's face is a little immature, with the majesty between his eyebrows, I believe that no one will despise him because of his age.

His identity is even more proud, because he is the most favored little prince of the Yunhan Kingdom in the Northern Underworld, Refrigeration Yu.

The person next to Leng Yu is naturally a cultivator with advanced cultivation in Yunhan's country, but although this person is dressed as a middle-aged man, his face is white and beardless, even if he draws his eyebrows, he can't bury a kind of femininity in his bones after all.

Now, there is no wind or rain, and when he is born tomorrow, there is naturally no strong light, but he has an umbrella in his hand.

The umbrella is an ordinary oilcloth umbrella, but it is just enough for one person, but although the prince next to him has a high status and is scary, he is a child after all, and he is naturally not too tall, and he is still a tall person, so he has to bow his body to cover the refrigerated feather under the umbrella, looking humble.

It looks like a pet that keeps flattering for stuttering.

However, no one will laugh at him, and some will even envy him. After all, some people are not as good as pigs and dogs.

Liu Miao looked at the refrigerated feather, and naturally could feel that the other party was also looking at him, so he nodded lightly. Although he didn't get a response from the other party, he still noticed a strange look in the other party's eyes.

He looked at the back of the crowd again, and there was a child standing.

The child is no more than three feet tall, and his face is not only immature, but even delicate and cute. He looks like he is three or four years old, with two buns, a pair of red shorts underneath, and a green belly pocket on his upper body, which looks extremely impactful.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for such a small child to be found in a crowded place, but Liu Qiao saw him at a glance, because he was standing on a high place, and the people around him respected him, as if he was some terrible existence.

Therefore, there was an open space where he was, and Liu Qiao could clearly see that although the child was standing tall, he was not standing on a ladder or a stool. But he stood on the head of a man, but the man sat on the ground with a blank expression.

It is conceivable that a person sitting cross-legged on the ground is taller than an ordinary person, and how tall he is when he stands up.

However, everyone present knew that the one sitting on the ground was not a human, but a puppet named "Giant Locust". And this child is not a child, but an old monster who has practiced for hundreds of years, calling himself "Sanzhang Boy", but which Sanzhang is this "Sanzhang".

Behind the scenes, most of the cultivators call him a three-foot weirdo.

It is rumored that this monster went wrong when he practiced, and he stopped growing, so he suffered an unknown number of ridicules, and his personality gradually became moody, and I don't know how many people have suffered from him.

"I'm curious to know how you can treat us as if we didn't exist?"

A gritted question pulled back Liu Qiao's gaze, and he looked condescendingly at the man in black who left the coffin and stood under the stone steps and asked, "What's the matter?"

This person, Liu Qiao, recognized that he was one of the two cultivators who had followed behind the enlightened car in the first place. But this man is standing here, and the man is supposed to be lying there. He set his eyes on the coffin again.

The cultivator of the Enlightened Sect said in a somewhat sad voice, "Do you still want to ask me?"

As soon as these words came out, they led to the recognition of many cultivators behind him.

After all, there was such a big thing yesterday, and many of the people who came here today are related to the Enlightened Sect, even if they don't interfere in the fight, they still have to pretend to be popular.

Liu Qiao didn't know why, looked at the man, and said lightly: "Then who should I ask?"

The man suddenly became angry: "What else do you dare not admit when you killed someone?"

Liu said weakly: "I didn't kill it, why should I admit it?"

The man and the sect disciples behind him naturally didn't believe it, "Senior Brother Zhang passed away last night after fighting with you. ”

Liu Miao frowned, a little unhappy, this reason is really unreasonable.

Zhen Jun said: "What does that have to do with Liu Weak, I remember that what you said was okay, but many cultivators heard it at that time." ”

The cultivator was stunned, his face turned blue and white for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's not because his methods are despicable and ruthless. He stared fiercely at the 'culprit'.

Liu Miao shook his head and sighed: "I want to know what you mean?"

The man shook his head and said, "No, I always have to give Senior Brother Zhang an explanation." ”

"Haha"

Liu Qiao smiled and said, "It's really interesting." He is worthy of being a cultivator before the enlightened Venerable, not only in his style of acting, but also in his words. Immediately afterwards, his words cooled down: "If you do it, you will do it, if you don't do it, you don't do it, don't say it's you, even if your Venerable Venerable comes to me, I will say the same." This is the statement I gave, and I am satisfied. There was a cold look in his eyes.

"You~~~" The man was so angry that he couldn't find the words to fight back for a while.

The three-foot strange man stood on top of the 'giant locust', put his hands around his chest, and said unhappily: "I said everyone, is it over? Don't move your mouth if you can do it, I'm still in a hurry to go to the street to finish eating hot soup chaos, hurry up, don't grind and chirp as if the girls are quarrelling." ”

As soon as this remark came out, many people looked sideways, thinking: This is the real master who is not afraid of big things.

Zhen Jun felt the same way, and also squinted at the group in front of the coffin: "Early in the morning, drag a coffin and run around, it's not too unlucky, it's okay to disperse if there's nothing to do, let's disperse." He stretched out his waist and yawned: "I said that you are also true, and in order to frame up such cannibalistic means are also made." ”

The man was full of grief and anger, his face was flushed, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "You spew blood." His lips chattered for a long time, and he only said these few words.

Liu Wan sighed, he was really a little confused.

It stands to reason that this enlightened Venerable would not be so stupid, even if he wanted to suppress himself through righteousness, but this framing seemed a little clumsy. However, on second thought, maybe he would have to do something that everyone thought was impossible, so that he could achieve unexpected results.

He was a little helpless, it was really hard to guess what was going on, and who knew what the Enlightened Venerable thought?

At the same time, in Taifeng City, in a spacious mansion, the Enlightened Sect and his party temporarily lived here.

Although Liuxian Pavilion is good, it is someone else's place after all, and the top figures of the dignified and enlightened sect will naturally not be subservient to others for a long time.

There are no delicate furnishings or ornate decorations in the hall, but there is an indescribable solemnity, solemnity and nobility.

I believe that no matter who arrives here, their mood will involuntarily become serious and heavy.

The Venerable Enlightened Venerable was sitting on the throne, he looked like no more than a young man of seventeen, eighteen or nine, he was dressed in bright yellow robes, and he looked noble.

If Liu Wan was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that this robe turned out to be a god's Ming map, but it turned into a dress, which is really strange and mysterious.

His face was ordinary. However, whoever sees him will ignore his face and focus all eyes on his eyes.

It was an unforgettable pair of eyes. The deep eyes are full of vicissitudes, as if they have gone through the vicissitudes of the sea and witnessed the changes in the world.

His eyes are like torches, and he seems to be able to see through all the falsehoods and penetrate people's hearts. Presumably, no matter who is under his gaze, it is difficult to hide the secrets in his heart.

He sat there alone, as if he were no longer in the world. After a long time, he whispered to the old man who was waiting with his hands down, "How is the matter?" ”

"Venerable Venerable, just sent back the news, that Liu Wan did not admit to killing the sect disciples. ”

He stepped forward to the old man and replied respectfully. Now he also changed into a pale yellow robe, with two flames embroidered on his sleeves.

Against the backdrop of a ray of light, the flame danced slowly like substance, like his burning gaze.