Yiyang City. Inn.

The faint golden light of Qianyuan Ling shrouded the woman in white on the bed, and the pale face of the three hundred was a little bloody, but her eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of waking up. She and the Thousand Wish Bell are almost one, compared to other magic weapons and the owner of the relationship is closer, the black Jiao this hit the Thousand Wish Bell's vitality, so the three hundred will fall into a coma, only when the Thousand Wish Bell recovers she can wake up together.

But this time, the Thousand Wish Bell recovered too slowly, and according to Wuyong's speculation, Three Hundred would be faint for at least three days.

A plate-sized black spider crawled in from the window, Wu Yong, who was originally resting, raised his eyelids, caught a glimpse of red, and was shocked, the fingers holding his forehead unconsciously clenched up, pretending to look up inadvertently, but he was stunned for a moment: It's Qingchi.

He rubbed his temples and looked at the sunset outside the window, his half-drooping eyelashes hid away the trace of worry and loss, and his tone was indifferent: "Why are you here?"

"The master was framed for stealing the golden lotus, and now he is locked up by the Water Moon Pavilion!" Qing Chi's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his gaze was extremely complicated: "How can she have a golden lotus on her? You gave it to her? Now the immortal sect says that she is the man in black, if you don't rush over, the master will fall into the hands of that mother-in-law——"

Qing Chi didn't continue, she looked at Wu Yong's cold and even indifferent face, and frowned slightly. The hand in his sleeve was obviously clenched, and Wuyong still tried his best to maintain that indifferent appearance, and his amber eyes turned to meet the coquettish and anxious face, and he pulled the corners of his mouth: "Did they say something wrong?"

This is an understatement, but it is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"It's you who calculates her!" Qing Chi almost roared, looking at the man in front of him who was indifferently drinking tea, and there was a slight cracking sound behind him. Wu Yong glanced at the door and said, "There are monks here, if you are not afraid of getting into trouble, you can transform into a shape." It's just that I'm not going to help you. ”

The woman in red sneered, her gaze turned between Wuyong and three hundred, and walked away.

Watching the red light disappear into the sky, Wu Yong's fingertips tapped the desktop twice, and he picked up the pen and wrote a note. He stood up with the note, and just as there was no wind pushing the door open, he had dinner in his hand, and the two of them looked at each other as if they were facing the air.

The man in white walked down the stairs and through the bustling lobby to the courtyard. He sat down in a private seat, where he happened to have a view of the moon and his room on the second floor.

"Guest, what are you going to do?" Xiao Er asked diligently.

"Superior Longjing. Wu Yong said lightly.

"Okay. ”

Leaning lightly on the back of the chair, Wu Yong supported his forehead with one hand and lightly buckled the table with the other; Bai Juyi's "Mrs. Li" was sung on the stage, which happened to be sung in the second half. The man gently patted the beat, wondering what Xia Pingya's mood would be when he learned about it.

The mournful pipa sound is like crying, infatuated and affectionate, and hateful, all turned into that sentence:

"People are not wood and stone, it is better not to meet the color of the city......"

Water Moon Pavilion. Dungeon.

Jun Luo woke up in a daze, lifted his heavy eyelids, and the water dripping from the ends of his hair just rolled into his eyes. She raised her hand to wipe it, but found that her hands were tied, and her dull senses transmitted a coldness, she blinked her eyes and found herself sitting in a cell with everything, and the woman in blue opposite found that she was awake and waved her hand to the disciples beside her: "No need to splash." ”

"Lan Zhou?" Jun Luo narrowed his eyes, looked down at his soaked and bloody clothes, the blood stained the white bedding, Lan Zhou covered his nose: "Jun Sword Master, you are really ...... now" It's embarrassing. ”

"Shuiyue Pavilion is crazy, what about Xia Han, why am I here?" asked the woman in red sharply.

The woman laughed coquettishly, and looked her up and down as if watching a play: "The Lord of the Monarch Sword should stop acting." Why are you here, don't you know it yourself? Penglai Golden Lotus is on you, mending your wounds, otherwise you would have died a long time ago. Thanks to Miss Xia for discovering that it was the breath of the golden lotus, otherwise, you, the murderer who destroyed Penglai, would not know how long you would have to go unpunished!"

Jin Lian Jun was stunned for a moment, and her heart trembled fiercely at the thought of the three hundred things that had been stuffed into her sleeve on the hillside. Could it be that she was really put on the table...... Looking at the woman's shocked look, Lan Zhou sneered: "What, remember?"

The woman closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to see Zhongli Mingyue." ”

"See the Pavilion Master?" Lan Zhou raised his voice, as if looking at a fool: "You are a person who has not woken up, how can you see the Pavilion Master?"

Jun Luo opened his eyes suddenly, and ran his true qi to break through the shackles on his hands, but he was burned by the golden light of the bundle of immortals, and exclaimed bitterly: "Tie up the immortal rope? Okay, Zhongli Mingyue is really ruthless, it seems that what the black Jiao said is true, and the Water Moon Pavilion is doing the dirty thing of raising demons and evils!"

"True or false, you are dead, who still knows?" Lan Zhou sat down in front of her, looked at the stunning face in front of me, and gritted his teeth fiercely: "Shushan Fighting Method, you smashed my magic weapon and caused me to lose my cultivation, I still remember this account." ”

"Doesn't the great sword master like to use whips the most? I heard that your nine-section whip is broken in Lishan, why don't you look at the wall, which one do you like, I'll give it to you." ”

Atrium.

"Don't invite people from the Life and Death Platform to come, Zhongli Pavilion Master, what kind of heart do you have?" the old man glanced at the man coldly and asked lightly. Zhongli Mingyue looked puzzled: "What? Didn't tell Wuyong Gongzi? Tsk, these disciples have become more and more lazy recently, and I have been derelict in my duties, so I will send someone to invite you." ”

"No need. Xia Han interrupted him and bowed his hand to the first two: "Shangguan old owner, father, I will go to Yiyang to invite Wuyong Gongzi over." ”

"Miss Xia can't believe Shuiyue Pavilion?" the man in blue narrowed his eyes and said in a displeased tone.

"It's not that I can't believe it. The woman in Tsing Yi said lightly: "I'll go and ask, I am responsible for any omissions, so that the pavilion master will not be thought to be secretly delaying because of the disciple's negligence, which is also for the sake of the pavilion master's reputation." Her words were implied with sarcasm but sounded reasonable, Zhongli Mingyue gritted her teeth and did not speak. Xia Pingya looked at Shangguan Mingfu, and the latter turned his gaze to Bai Changkong, who was in his hands: "Changkong, can you go with Xia Han?"

Bai Changkong nodded hurriedly: "Yes." He stood up and walked out with Xia Han one after the other.

Watching the two leave, Shangguan Mingfu let out a sigh of relief and said, "Your suspicions are reasonable, but before she is convicted, she is still the Longquan Sword Master, and she will inevitably be in the prison. If she really does such a thing, she will not be tolerated, it is better to put her beside the old decay, if you are not at ease, the decay is willing to tie her up in the fairy rope, in case of accidents. ”

Zhongli Mingyue smiled strangely and said, "The old owner is slow, Mingyue still has something unclear, I want to ask the owner of the village." Is the Monarch Sword Lord in Sword Village in July and August?"

"The sword master is not in the Sword Village, could it be that he is in your Water Moon Pavilion?" Ah Cheng said.

The man in blue didn't care about his faux pas this time, and suddenly realized: "Then why did Mingyue hear that she was healing in the East China Sea at that time?"

As soon as Zhongli Mingyue's words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, not only Shangguan Mingfu's sharp eyes fell, but the other family owners who watched the play also looked at him quite vigilantly: This kind of news must have been found out by a traitor, since Zhongli Mingyue can insert a spy in Daizong Sword Village, he can naturally put eyeliner in other homes.

With a stab in his back, Zhongli Mingyue couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, if it wasn't for the opportunity, he wouldn't use such a strategy to hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred.

"The news of the Pavilion Master Zhongli is not bright at all, right?" Shangguan Mingfu's eyes moved, as if he was smiling. The man in blue looked calm: "Mingyue does have an informant in Jianzhuang, but this-ah!"

A silver-blue light slammed into his chest, Zhongli Mingyue's blood spurted wildly, and even the person with the chair flew directly two meters away, and collapsed on the ground; Shangguan Mingfu snorted coldly: "Scum." It is because of the presence of people like you that the immortal gate is in harmony with the gods and is becoming more and more detached. Daizong Jianzhuang has always disdained to participate in these disputes, you can insert your eyeliner into Jianzhuang, I really can't die when my old man dies!"

"Ahem, ahem. Old Shangguan Zhuang, if you really have a clear conscience, why should you be annoyed and angry? I have heard that the Monarch Sword Lord is wandering around, as if he is looking for some kind of immortal medicine to bring the dead back to life, and who is this to save, do you still need me to say?" This blow was merciless, Zhongli Mingyue simply tore his face, spit blood foam, and said hatefully: "Ancient books record that Penglai Jinlian has the technique of returning to heaven, and the Monarch Sword Lord is so concerned about Shangguan Zhuang Lord, and even seals the sword for him;

Shangguan Mingfu sneered: "Ridiculous. There are dozens of black-clothed people who stole Penglai Golden Lotus, according to your meaning, Jun Luo went with the people of Jianzhuang? There are a total of 272 disciples in Jianzhuang, half of them are working in the sword furnace, if she takes dozens of people out, she will definitely not be able to hide it from me, why don't I know?"

"The old owner of Shangguan is very affectionate, and it may not be impossible to help hide it. ”

"Ridiculous!" Shangguan Mingfu slapped the table fiercely: "You kid is full of nonsense! Even if Penglai Jinlian can really come back to life and be stained with the blood of a Zhuang person, Lin'er will not want such a life! What you are saying now is all one-sided, if you can really find evidence that Jianzhuang sent dozens of people to the East China Sea, and Luoluo was not in the village in July and August but then in the East China Sea, then you should find it as soon as possible and make it as soon as possible, otherwise when the innocent girl wakes up and testifies about this, the old man will definitely settle this slanderous account with you!"

Seeing that Shangguan Ming was angry, Xia Pingya hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round: "Senior Shangguan, don't be angry first." Whether Jun Luo has been in the village since returning from the Xianmen Society in July, this is a disciple who asks and knows that the words of the informant must be untrustworthy. You let him finish talking first. Pavilion Master Zhongli, why did you install an informant in Daizong Sword Village?"

The man in blue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with the support of the disciple beside him: "I once met the Monarch Sword Lord once in Hengyang City, it was the Yu Clan's Immortal Sect Association, and I didn't go there that time when there was something in the pavilion, and the Monarch Sword Lord didn't go for some reason, and he was in a hurry, and he didn't notice me." I didn't take it seriously, but when I came back, I asked the subordinates who went to the meeting, and as a result, guess what the subordinates said? ”

"I was a little skeptical, so I paid attention. As a result, I found that as the master of the Longquan sword, she was often absent from the village for two or three months, and no one knew where she went and what she did. Moreover, the Ah Zi girl at the end of the Seven Swords is very good at the art of disguise enchantment, and when she heard that Yi Rong became the lord of the monarch's sword, it was like a mirror image, and it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. If a person is above board, why does he want his subordinates to disguise themselves and appear thousands of miles away?"

Ah Cheng was about to argue, but Ah Zi pulled him, shook his head, and motioned to himself to speak. She cleared her throat and said in a hoarse voice, "The time the Pavilion Master Zhongli said, the person you saw was me. I am here on the order of the sword master to give a funeral to a girl from a green house. As for the reason, it is a private matter of the sword owner, and it is inconvenient to disclose. If you don't believe it, you can go to Tanzhou City and ask, Baixiangge Sun Yue's Sun girl, died of smallpox two years ago, and she was pregnant with a child when she died, and she was buried in the west of Tanzhou City. ”

"The Monarch Sword Lord is a profiteer, very mean, why does it make her remember a dusty woman so much? I don't believe that you only disguised herself as her once, maybe, you will also go to the Misty Valley Immortal Gate in July?" Zhongli Mingyue sneered: "Jun Luo leaves the village for a few months, the old owner won't know it, right?"

Shangguan Mingfu glanced at him lightly: "Naturally, I know." ”

"But you must not know what she did. Seeing that Shangguan Mingfu was silent, the man in blue smiled and shook his head: "Maybe she didn't use the person from Jianzhuang at all, but the person she pulled up?"