Chapter Ninety-Three: The Mountain Rain and the Wind Fill the Building

On the official road more than 100 miles away from Dali City, by Zhenyang Lake, there are thousands of black-clothed Five Poison Cultists standing around, in the center of these people are more than 100 trembling remnants of the Jia Alliance Army, and on the Huxin Pavilion in the center of Zhenyang Lake, there are the respective leaders of the two sides, and the three people sitting on the stone table are Yan Yunxing, Yang Yue, and Liu Shisheng, and the rest of the people are standing behind their own leaders with their hands behind their backs.

"Eat bite by bite, and confess your sins one by one." Yan Yunxing raised the teacup and took another sip, then said: "Since Liu Jing is the young patriarch of the Tongwa clan, I can no longer pursue it, but this Lian Xin single-handedly caused the death of Jin Guanyi, this person does not die, I am angry!" ”

Yang Yue and Liu Shisheng looked at each other and didn't speak, just lowered their heads and tasted the tea in their cups, Liu Jing had already been saved, what did this Lian Xin's life and death have to do with them?

Yan Yunxing put down the teacup in his hand at this time, stared at Lian Xin, who had been silent, and said: "I see that you are even a man even the pavilion master, so I will give you a happy death, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for not believing, you shouldn't have been, you shouldn't have come to provoke my Five Poison Sect." As soon as Yan Yunxing finished saying this, Yan Lengfeng raised the black sickle, ready to send the letter on the road at any time.

"Strict Sect Master and slow!" Sure enough, after the war, news is flying all over the sky, and there will always be enemy allies or backstage people who come to ask for their respective people, but I don't know who this Lianxin's ally is?

When everyone followed the sound and looked back, they saw a young man holding a long piano and gradually walking to everyone's side, it turned out to be none other than Lian Xin's apprentice, the master of the Phantom Sound Pavilion: Phantom Sound.

"Humph! Phantom Pavilion Lord, what? You're also talking about this favor? Yan Ziyi was a little unhappy, this person was defeated by Yan Yunxing, Yan Yunxing saw that he was young and spared his life, how could he still have the face to intercede for Lian Xin?

"The girl in purple is wrong." Phantom Yin said and put the Tianyu Guqin on the ground, and then knelt respectfully in front of Yan Yunxing, only to hear him continue: "Sect Master Yan is the person I admire the most in my life, I have nothing else to ask for, only ask Sect Master Yan to let go of my master, and Phantom is willing to saddle the horse before and after the Yan Sect Master, and serve the work of dogs and horses." ”

Yan Yunxing stared thoughtfully at the young man in front of him, he was also a trialist, only who disobeyed whom, who took revenge on whom, how could there be any real admiration, the saying of being a cow and a horse, Yan Yunxing was still very clear about this, so what is this phantom sound doing this for? Abandoned the dignity of a trialist just to get the life of a former master? Could it be that this phantom sound, like me, has developed feelings for the characters in this world? If that's the case, it makes sense.

"Phantom Pavilion Master, get up, our Five Poison Sect Temple is small, and we can't accommodate your big Buddha." Yan Yunxing didn't explicitly agree or refuse, this letter is not something that you can say if you ask for two sentences, not to mention that your phantom sound is the dragon and phoenix among people, and it will definitely not live under people for a long time, even if I pity you for being a talent, and agree with you to lead the horse and whip for me, how should I explain the thousands of brothers of the poisonous centipede hall, if the golden hall master sacrifices in vain, and I also get an enemy's apprentice, who will be loyal to me and serve me in the future among the brothers of the poisonous centipede hall? Therefore, this request must not be granted.

"Phantom, stand up! If the husband dies, he will die, why do you wag your tail and beg for mercy, but make others laugh! Lian Xin saw Yan Yunxing's intentions clearly, he chased these more than 100 people to this place, not to kill them all, but to deliberately wait for the backstage of the gang leaders to arrive, and then kill himself, in order to achieve the purpose of warning others, if everyone else still has the possibility of living, then he can still believe it, but he has no hope of survival, killing chickens and monkeys, and he is the chicken that Yan Yunxing wants to kill.

"Master!" Phantom Yin wanted to say something, but was dragged up by Lian Xin, only to hear Lian Xin say earnestly: "When you let you stand on your own, it was not that I wanted to drive you out of my division, but that my Nanling Sect gradually declined after it was split into two factions of 'Qin and Flute', and you are a rare genius with the piano once in a thousand years. ”

Yan Yunxing applauded when he heard this. Yes, he Yan Yunxing chased after him for only one purpose, that is, to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, and the most suitable for this chicken is naturally Lian Xin, who forced Jin Guanyi to death. Yes, Yan Yunxing had to make such a choice, otherwise others would always think that your Five Poisons Sect was easy to bully.

In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, this Yan Yunxing is already a southwest giant, and with such cruel means last night, there is no need to use the trick of killing chickens and monkeys to warn others, but Yan Yunxing, as the party concerned, is unaware, because in his opinion, poisoning 50,000 people is just a ploy of his, and it has nothing to do with his character, and he is still a relatively kind person, so he must kill Lian Xin to set an example.

Yan Yunxing sighed and said in a low voice, "Let's do it, Leng Feng!" ”

"Strict Sect Master and slow!" Yan Lengfeng raised the black sickle and was about to get started, but he heard a woman's voice coming from the shore of Zhenyang Lake, Yan Yunxing was a little impatient, this letter is really not easy to kill, how could so many people dare to come to intercede with him.

After the woman shouted, she quickly swept to the pavilion in the center of the lake, only to see that the woman had short red hair, was dressed in red clothes, and had a fiery red whip wrapped around her waist.

The woman clasped her hands into fists and respectfully saluted the three people who were seated, only to hear her open her mouth and introduce herself: "The little woman is the hall master of the Youzhou cold-colored Red Flame Hall, 'the mountain rain and wind is full of buildings', and she came to ask for the lives of the two under the command of the strict sect master. ”

"Cool tones?" Yan Yunxing looked at the woman in front of him with some doubts, and muttered in his heart, how could this cold-colored hand be stretched out so long, and then he continued to ask: "Dare to ask the Wind Hall Master, which two people's lives aroused the interest of the Silver Master who was thousands of miles away?" ”

Nafeng Manlou still lowered his head and clenched his fists and replied: "One is Lian Xin, the Pavilion Master of the Burning Qin Pavilion, and the other is Ouyang Sheng, the Lord of the Boiling Crane Valley. ”

Yan Yunxing laughed when he heard this, this little silver girl skin is against him every time, even the two people who want to protect it are just his own goals, I have to say that his "bad fate" with the silver little girl skin is really deep.

"I'm really sorry, the wind hall master said that these two people, among them Ouyang Sheng has died under my hands, and this letter happens to be the person I want to kill, go back and tell you the silver master, just say that next time I go to Youzhou, I will personally come to the door to apologize to her." After speaking, he no longer took care of the mountains and rain, and instead lowered his head and chatted with Yang Yue in a low voice.

"Sect Master Yan! I also hope that Sect Master Yan must agree to this matter, this is the silver master specially ordered me to rush thousands of miles to come to announce, for the sake of the silver master's earnest heart, you will spare Lian Xin! Feng Manlou still bowed his head and prayed, hoping that Yan Yunxing would let Lian Xin go.

Yan Yunxing was a little impatient, only to see that he stopped talking to Yang Yue in a whisper, and instead asked in a low voice with some irritability: "Then dare to ask what is the relationship between the head of Yinmen and Lian Xin and Ouyang Sheng?" If it can be said that it is within the scope of my approval, then I will consider letting him go, and if he does not get my approval, I advise you to go back and report to your silver master as soon as possible! ”

That Feng Manlou hurriedly agreed: "What Sect Master Yan said is human nature, and I won't tell you that the father of my family's silver head has a great relationship with the Burning Qin Pavilion and the Boiling Crane Valley, but I don't know exactly what the origin is." However, please also ask Sect Master Yan to be sure to look at the filial piety of the silver master, spare him even a letter for the sake of his life, firstly, it can fulfill the filial piety of the silver master, and secondly, it can also enhance the friendship between you and me, why not Sect Master Yan? ”

Yan Yunxing didn't listen to the last two nonsense words of Feng Manlou, but was a little puzzled, who is this Yin's father? How could it be related to the Burning Qin Pavilion and Boiling Crane Valley at the same time? Wait a minute...... This burning qin and boiling cranes are out of Nanlingmen together, could it be that Yin's father has something to do with this Nanlingmen? But it's not right, this Nanlingmen was split three hundred years ago, even if Yin's father played the game of the world, it couldn't be that he lived three hundred years ago? This really made Yan Yunxing unable to figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, you won't think about it anymore, Yan Yunxing is a little helpless, you Yin's head won't make up a better reason to save Lian Xin, and he actually fooled himself with the things of three hundred years ago, if he really didn't have a little sincerity, thinking of this, Yan Yunxing interrupted the speech of the mountain rain and wind with a wave of his hand, turned his head to Yan Lengfeng and said, "Don't do it yet, what are you waiting for?" ”

Yan Lengfeng was already impatient, raised the black sickle in his hand and slashed at Lian Xin, Phantom Yin hurriedly raised the piano to block it, but Yan Yunxing snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword of the Poison King on his waist and raised the sword to the sky, and a cloud of cobwebs shot out from the sword body, directly binding Phantom Yin, and the mountain rain and wind Manlou finally couldn't help but scold when he saw this scene: "You southwest barbarian, you don't listen to your good words, you want to go your own way, let the old lady come to understand your Yan Yunxing's tricks today!" As he spoke, he threw out a whip and whipped it straight at the top of Yan Yunxing's head.

Yan Yunxing was furious at this time, you are a small hall master far away in Youzhou, even if you are known to be the number one gang in the Southern Song Dynasty, it does not mean that my Five Poisons Church is afraid of you, why do you want me to release people for a ridiculous reason, it is really too deceitful.

"Lingkong, Wanxin, the two of you go up together, stop this demon woman for me, Ziyi, Leng Feng, I have already helped you control the phantom sound, even the letter must die today, it is useless for anyone to come!"