Wang Anfeng's mind turned darkly, at this time, after the first time of nervousness, after thinking about it carefully, he found many problems, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it was, frowned slightly, looked sideways at Chuan Lian, and said:

"Brother Chuan."

Chuan Lian raised his head, but his face was full of panic.

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, looking at his appearance, he felt that he couldn't communicate with the former for a while.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in my heart.

Meng Yuexue raised her foot and kicked heavily at Chuan Lian's calf, and did not spare her hand at all, so that the latter couldn't help but scream, took half a step back, and looked at her junior sister with incomprehension and grievance, Meng Yuexue glanced at Chuan Lian with hatred, and bowed solemnly towards Wang Anfeng, and said:

"My brother lost his temper and let my son make fun of him."

"Don't blame it."

"The two of us grew up in the valley since childhood, we know each other, the senior brother knows, the little woman also knows a thing or two, what the son wants to ask, although he speaks, if he knows, he will never hide anything."

The speech is calm, although it is only fourteen or fifteen, under the great difficulty, he can still be calm and calm, and he is not surprised by the situation, and he does not know how much more than Chuan Lian, who is superb in martial arts.

Wang Anfeng shook his head and said:

"The girl is serious."

His voice paused slightly, and he sorted out his thoughts, and then asked:

"It's just that I just thought about it."

"Since it's in the secret room, how could Wei Qi die so easily......

"The prestige of the Fire Refining Gate is grand, the world is a big faction, Wei Qi is a young master, there must be guards around, if there is a master of the rivers and lakes to protect him, it is not surprising, I am just a third-grade martial artist, how can I break through the heavy guards and kill Wei Qi."

Hearing this, Meng Yuexue's eyes lit up slightly when she heard this, and she said:

"Not bad! Not bad! ”

"Ah, I only knew that this news was too flustered, but I didn't expect that even if the son was superb in martial arts and could enter the secret room, but that Wei Qi's martial arts were not bad, there must be a fight, the fire refining family had a great cause, there must be many small maids, more than a moment of sword collision sound, those maids didn't find anything abnormal?"

"Sure enough, there are many suspicions!"

Chuan Lian was on the side, listening dizzy, he grew up in the valley since he was a child, he was quiet by nature, and he was already panicked when he encountered this thing, Wang Anfeng and the two said, they didn't react for a while, but they saw that the faces of these two people were slightly relaxed, and the anxiety in their hearts was slightly reduced.

Meng Yuexue breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

They were with Wang Anfeng yesterday, and they also had a conflict with Wei Qi, if the master of the Fire Refining Sect came over, I am afraid that they would also cause trouble, their hearts relaxed, their nature recovered, they looked at Su Wenchang who was asleep on the bed, and teased softly:

"It's a pity that this prince was poked by Wang Gongzi and fell asleep, otherwise he would have been able to inquire about the situation at this time."

"Bah, take a closer look, this Su Gongzi is very handsome."

Wang Anfeng was slightly embarrassed, but decided in his heart that he had to go to the Fire Refining Gate to find out the clues and get rid of his own suspicions, which could have been asked to Bailifeng, Xue Qinshuang and others, and could also find Fu Mofuzi to accompany him, but Wang Anfeng was unwilling to drag his friends into the water, so he decided to just go by himself, and with this in mind, he raised his eyes and said:

"No matter what the conjecture is, you still have to look at the scene to find the flaws."

"What do you two think?"

Chuan Lian was slightly stunned, with a hint of retreat on his face, his eyes turned to the side, and he muttered:

"This, Brother Wang, no, there's no need......"

"Outside now, it's all the people who think you killed Wei Qi."

Meng Yuexue frowned slightly, raised her voice slightly, and said:

"What does it mean that Wang Gongzi killed Wei Qi?!"

"We were with Wang Gongzi yesterday, and we had a fight with Wei Qi before, and in the eyes of those people, we are already in the same boat."

"If you are afraid, then I will go with Wang Gongzi!"

Stamped her feet lightly, Meng Yue Xuefu turned to look at Wang Anfeng again, pulled out a thin and sharp short sword from her waist, and stopped it in front of her, although there was fear in her eyebrows and eyes, there was no lack of flying, and she said crisply:

"Senior brother, he has a soft temperament, Brother Wang, I will go with you."

"Although my martial arts skills are not as good as my son's, I can also make swordsmanship and kill thieves."

Wang Anfeng bowed his head slightly and said:

"Then let's go......"

Because of the anxiety in their hearts, the two turned around and hurried away, Chuan Lian stayed where he was, but what he remembered in his mind was the smile of his junior sister and the crisp 'Brother Wang', his face turned green, he thought about it, chopped his foot heavily, pulled away, and hurriedly chased the two out.

"Brother Wang, junior sister, wait for me ......"

………………………………………

Hurriedly walking to the gate of the school palace, Wang Anfeng's eyes were slightly gloomy.

At the entrance of the school palace, it is facing a road of hundreds of meters, leading directly to the outer avenue, and there are several meters of green walls on both sides, just because there is only a school palace here, ordinary people will not come, clean and deep, and the voice of Lang Lang's hard reading is quite compatible,

And at this time, as far as the eye could see, the vicinity of the school palace, which should have been deserted during this time, was full of Jianghu guests with swords and swords, or muscles bulging, like tigers and wolves, or wearing long robes, with elegant demeanor, each forming a small group, talking in a low voice, and looking at each other on guard.

waited for the moment when Wang Anfeng stepped out of the threshold of the school palace.

Originally noisy and eager, like a hundred insects whispering on the long road, it instantly became a dead silence, the wrestler holding a battle axe, the scholar holding a long sword, looking at the dozens of people who didn't know it, turned his head to look at Wang Anfeng and the others, with a strange expression, as if he couldn't believe that the latter dared to step out of the school palace.

With such a formation, even Meng Yuexue, who was quite calm, had a small face that turned pale with fright.

Chuan Lian's legs were already trembling slightly, but he was still barely blocking his junior sister behind him, his fists were slightly raised, and his energy was surging.

Wang Anfeng was stunned.

At this time, everyone in the school palace did not know about this matter, and Su Wenchang, the only one who learned the news, had fallen asleep by Wang Anfeng, and at this moment, all of them were people with bad intentions and had no helpers.

The young man's right hand was raised, gripping the hilt of the wooden sword.

Five-finger rhythm.

The long sword clenched, and with a soft click, he slowly pulled out an inch of the sword.

The people in front of him are all ordinary martial artists, at most ordinary eight grades.

Just because the fog is undecided, those masters choose to be the fishermen who are fishing, ready to sit and profit, and although these people just want to beg for soup and drink, they are not willing to make wedding dresses for others, so at the moment when Wang Anfeng drew his sword, he took a step back in a uniform manner, and his complexion changed slightly.

The boy held the sword in his right hand, the blade of which was pointed diagonally at the ground.

A circle of fierce energy spread from where the sword blade was pointing.

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at these Jianghu guests.

These faces, which he had never seen before, could see the greed in them, and he was framed and would have died if he could not get rid of the stigma, and these people were only gathered here, tall and powerful, waiting only to suck the blood of his dead body.

Wang Anfeng pressed his mood and said slowly:

"I have no grudge against you recently, no enmity in the past, and I have never even seen you."

"This matter is still in doubt, please get out of the way."

No one backs away.

It's just that in those eyebrows, the more greedy the color, the more thoughts are surging in each mind.

I only felt that even though the young man in front of him was an eight-rank martial artist, he was strong.

But it is not connected to heaven and earth, but the water without a source will eventually be exhausted.

It's not that you can't kill it!

At this point, a murderous aura gradually grew.

Meng Yuexue had never experienced a fight, and because of this murderous aura, her face became more and more pale.

Even Chuan Lian swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and his palms trembled slightly.

Wang Anfeng was silent, his shoulders suddenly moved, the sheath belt behind him was shattered, and he flew towards Mengyuexue behind, and fell into the hands of the girl, who was still puzzled.

The low sword roared, and it rose leisurely.

Under the eyes of dozens of Jianghu guests with evil thoughts and murderous intentions, the young man in the blue shirt opened his black eyes slightly, tilted his head, looked at her sideways, the black hair on his forehead was scattered, and he turned to the side, making his eyebrows more and more gentle, and laughed softly:

"Dream girl, please help me with something."

"What, what?"

"Keep my scabbard for me."

Meng Yuexue was slightly stunned, and subconsciously hugged the scabbard in her hand, Wang Anfeng smiled again, turned around, stood with her head held high, held the sword in her right hand, bent her index finger lightly, lightly knocked on the sword body, the sound of the sword trembled slightly, the young man walked slowly, his momentum gradually accumulated, and he spoke again, and said slowly:

"I and you, there was no grievance in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future."

"Today's battle is not my intention."

"But since you're in the rivers and lakes."

The voice is slight, and above the face, there seems to be complexity, as if there is understanding.

finally chuckled out again:

"Then let's fight!"

In the midst of the laughter, a sudden red-gold Buddhist text spread from the center of the eyebrows, like a karmic fire, blazing.

The index finger of his right hand is flexed and he taps the blade of the sword.

The sound of the sword,

Suddenly violent!

PS: Second Update......