Everyone criticized with righteous words, and then gradually some people fell silent.

Those who hadn't reacted were puzzled until someone asked.

"The sixth prince actually ...... actually died in the Falling Moon Palace. ”

Dying in the Falling Moon Palace is not the point, the point is that he died in the Falling Moon Palace where the entire martial arts masters gathered! And right under their noses.

What does this mean?

Everyone who realized this only felt creepy, and all the martial arts warriors who should have had internal strength to protect their bodies seemed to have transformed into ordinary people at this moment, and they were shivering with a cold wind called 'Chixiao' on the top of the snow peak of the Falling Moon Palace.

A timid little disciple tugged at his master's robe.

"Master, the big devil is actually here, back then...... Back then, the six major sects joined forces to destroy the Demon Sect and slaughtered thousands of sect members in Fengyang Mountain, he ...... He's here for revenge! ”

"Let's ...... Let's go home. ”

Withdraw?

The old man shook his sleeves forcefully and said, "Shut up! Bile mice! How can a decent family retreat when it meets a demon sect? ”

As he spoke, he saw that the others had the same thoughts as his unpromising little apprentice.

"Let's get out of here!"

"Yes, the slaughter of Fengyang Mountain is the work of the six major sects, and it has nothing to do with our small sects, why should we accompany them to die!"

"Yes, yes, let's have a martial arts conference today, and I don't want to lose my life!"

There are different opinions, some are timid, and some are indignant.

But all this seemed so ridiculous in Qin Jiu's eyes.

Without going through any investigation links, with just a pair of eyes and a mouth, they came to the conclusion of the matter and convicted Chixiao Gai's coffin.

He suddenly remembered that day, after capturing Fengyang Mountain, hundreds of members of his Qingyu Sect were surrounded and exterminated.

This is the so-called charlatan justice?

Is it the burlesque written and directed by this group of ugly clowns?

It was more interesting than the plays he had ever heard since he was a child.

Humans, what a ridiculous thing.

He flicked his sleeves forward, led a few guards borrowed from Luo Zichun, and put down the corpse that had fallen on the plaque on the door of the Falling Moon Palace.

There were no visible wounds on his body, and the man had died of poisoning.

"It's phoenix grass."

A kind of poisonous weed that only grows on Fengyang Mountain, this poisonous weed has no cure, after taking it, the meridians of the whole body will be disordered, and after a few hours of severe pain, it will bleed to death because of the seven orifices.

But this herb has a drawback, it has a pungent smell, and it is almost impossible to quietly take the medicine, let alone the sixth prince who has many servants.

In Fengyang Mountain, it is a kind of punishment, which is basically used on defecting sectists or captives, so why does this drugged person want to punish him?

Qin Jiu didn't pay attention to the group of clowns, he went to find the current martial arts alliance leader Luo Ziyang.

Luo Ziyang is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts alliance, this will be quite calm, although he must find a scapegoat, but he did not directly condemn Chixiao.

"If he needs to think of a way to let us know that he has come back for revenge, killing the Sixth Lord is indeed a very simple way that can bring us a lot of trouble. But if it was really his hand, there should be a more simple and casual way, and there was no need to deliberately use such a representative poison as Fengyang grass. ”