It was supposed to be tomorrow! It's not scary to move, it's scary to organize things! In addition, I want to ask, isn't May Day a three-day holiday? -- IX. {We don't write novels, we're just web text porters-

The Martial Arts League is calling for the organization that commands the world's martial arts! Not bound by the laws of the four kingdoms, but also controlled by the four kingdoms. For many years, it has been an independent and glorious being, but I don't want to......

This year's martial arts conference, due to the various unknown events that Wan Xingyang and his son have done in the past few years, the martial arts alliance has fallen apart!

Thinking about it afterwards, Murong Jiu could still clearly remember Wan Xingyang's dejected appearance, and the excited appearance of the martial arts people who collapsed and was angry, which was simply vivid.

On that day, no one expected that in addition to the evidence provided by the photo studio, two of the four countries also presented evidence about Wan Xingyang to prove their father and son!

Later in the incident, the puzzled Murong Jiu ruled out Murong Hao's suspicion, and when he pointed directly at Dongfang Yi, he did not hide the slightest admit that he sent someone to hand over Wan Xingyang's incriminating evidence to Bai Zimo and Luo Yanqing.

Bai Zimo Murong Jiu could understand, so he didn't ask much, but what happened to Guan Luoyanqing? is still the nominal replacement of Xuanyuan Rui.

It turned out that when Dongfang Yi asked the secret guard to send the incriminating evidence to Luo Yanqing, he didn't say anything. Can Luo Yanqing be smart, when he sees the development of things that day, if he doesn't know how to do it, he is blind!

Therefore, there will be a scene of representatives of the two countries presenting evidence at the same time after Murong Hao on the same day.

The Wulin League was condemned by the two countries and the Jianghu forces at the same time, and the events of the day occurred, and Wan Xingyang, as the leader of the alliance, and his son Wan Cang instantly became the public enemies of the martial arts.

In fact, when things came to this point, needless to say, Murong Jiu knew with his toes what would happen to Wan Xingyang's father and son. Either they will be killed by father and son, or they will be killed!

Maybe there is a third way, that is, to escape, and then live a life of being chased and killed by martial arts people from now on. The days when he was hunted down and killed, Murong Jiu experienced only four words: dark and dayless!

However, I believe that if she doesn't have to do anything, her eldest brother will not give their father and son a chance to get rid of the evil! This truth is deeper than anyone else.

After the defeat of Wanxingyang's army, it was night-

On North Street, in the main hall of the nameless house, the night mourner twisted the letterhead, and the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, but the light in his eyes was so deep that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Pavilion Master, that man...... What was said? Elder Yan asked cautiously on the side, the mind of the young new pavilion master in front of him has always been unpredictable, but his expression rarely appears, and every time he appears, someone will be affected.

"Elder Yan, who is the Yuge loyal to?" Nightshade slowly put the letterhead on the coffee table and asked lightly.

"......" Yan Lao couldn't figure out Ye Di's thoughts, he was a little stunned by his question, thought about it seriously, and replied: "Listen to Yuge's surname Ye." ”

The founder of Tingyu Pavilion is surnamed Night, so no matter how many pavilion masters Tingyu Pavilion has experienced, what his original name is, when he is the pavilion master, he will have a name starting with the surname of Night as a code name. And, the owner who listens to the loyal owner of the Rain Pavilion is the only one who really has the ring that represents the identity of the founder.

It's just that......

"That's right......" Ye Di's whispered words stopped Yan Lao's thoughts, and when he saw him, he said again: "It's just that for hundreds of years, because of the relationship between the ancestors, that person and his family have always been commanding the Listening Rain Pavilion, as if the Listening Rain Pavilion is their tool to seize power. ”

Speaking of which, Nightfall's smile was even bigger, and the darkness under his eyes was heavier.

If it weren't for the fact that their clan had a close relationship with the ancestor, and the patriarch would protect their clan when he was dying, how could he have been so reluctant to swallow his anger when he heard Yuge.

"Pavilion Master......" Yan Lao frowned, how could he not know the difficulties of the Yu Pavilion! However, the people protected by the patriarch, even after several changes, they cannot fail to obey the patriarch's orders.

"That man wants to take a head, you can arrange it." Ye Di ignored Yan Lao's words and stopped, his fingers were lightly raised, and the letterhead on the coffee table flew into Yan Lao's hand like a spiritual sense.

Yan Lao took the letterhead, looked down, and frowned even more when he saw the name of the person he wanted to take the head!

However, there was still an imminent matter in front of him, so Yan Lao put down the matter on the letterhead for the time being, and asked, "What about Wan Xingyang's father and son?" ”

"What does it matter to us whether they live or die?" Nightshade asked lightly, his eyes glared at Yan Lao, and then he picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water, and sipped it lightly.

Hearing this, Yan Lao's eyes flashed lightly, Wan Xingyang's father and son were the chess pieces that the man wanted to protect, did they really care?

"Elder Yan, he should have asked for us, not for us to obey him, understand?" The night died as if he heard Yan Lao's heart, and the shallow voice sounded again.

That's right, the Guardian Xuanyuan clan has its own dragon protection team, and the one they are loyal to is never surnamed Xuanyuan......

In the small courtyard where Murong Jiu and the others temporarily lived. This night, the phantom found Murong Jiu, ignoring Dongfang Yi's cold and dead eyes, pulled Murong Jiu and walked out, until there was no one in the coffin, and then the phantom stretched out his hand in front of Murong Jiu with a heroic and righteous look......

"I seem to be sick!" The phantom glanced at Murong Jiu, then tilted his head to the side.

Murong Jiu was stunned and looked at the phantom who was quite arrogant at this time, although she was usually very arrogant! However, at this time, I don't know why there is a different kind of arrogance. But if I want her to take the initiative to see a doctor, it is also worth her illness. Hiss...... It's a good deal! Hehe, Murong Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh in her heart, but knowing the phantom's temperament, she had to bite her lip and swallow the laughter, but she still seriously held the phantom's hand to check the pulse, but ......

After listening to Murong Jiu's left hand and listening to his right hand, the more he listened, the more he frowned, and at this time, the phantom also discovered Murong Jiu's abnormality, seeing this, he couldn't help but ask with some palpitations: "Could it be that I have a disease that is difficult to treat?" ”

Otherwise, when did a generation of ghost doctors have such a difficult expression?

Hearing this, Murong Jiu put down the phantom's hand with a solemn expression, looked at her, and asked in a heavy tone, "Why do you think you're sick?" ”

"I'll just ......" the phantom said with some anxiety, but it was a little difficult to say the words as soon as he spoke, and he hesitated for a long time before he said again: "I, I'll ...... I don't know why my heart beats so fast, so fast that it seems to be able to jump out of my heart at any time, and my whole body is hot and hot, isn't this disease very strict? ”

After listening to the phantom's narration, Murong Jiu watched her blink and blink, why did she suddenly want to laugh when she heard the phantom's description?

However, thinking so, Murong Jiu, as a doctor, still asked very responsibly: "Other than that, are there any other symptoms?" Or, under what circumstances do these symptoms appear? ”

"Other ......" The phantom thought seriously about Murong Jiu's question, and only after a moment did he say: "There doesn't seem to be anything else, it's just ......"