Chapter Seventy-Two: True and False

Dungeon.

"What person!" the two Water Moon Pavilion disciples stopped the white-clothed young man in front of them. Shen Changge smiled, took a step forward, as if he was about to hand over something, flipped his hands over, and with a knife on the other, the two disciples fell to the ground with a muffled snort. He found a large set of keys from the two of them, and ran deeper into the dungeon, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

The dungeon of the Water Moon Pavilion is not complicated, just keep running down. Shen Changge took the key and ran all the way, straightening his clothes in front of the bronze mirror as he ran. He was originally locked up in the back mountain of Shu Mountain, but when he sneaked to the front mountain, he heard a disciple say that Junluo was framed for stealing the golden lotus and locked up in the prison of Shuiyue Pavilion, so he immediately ran over. He hid from Bai Changkong, lowered his head and mingled among the disciples of Shushan, but no one noticed him - after all, except for Bai Changkong and a few who were often by Shen Yan's side, not many people knew him.

Shen Changge had just seen the quarrel between Zhongli Mingyue and Xia Han in secret, and after this man came out, he was bloody, changed his coat and hurriedly left, he knew that Jun Luo might not be good. If he really didn't wake up, then why should he be tortured? Besides, he has not yet been convicted, and there is no one else in this dungeon, Zhongli Mingyue is using torture without authorization! Thinking of Jun falling in the Water Moon Pavilion to be punished, Shen Changge was distressed, and immediately sneaked in when Zhongli Mingyue left.

"Zhongli Mingyue must lock her up in the deepest part, hurry up and ......," the man in white muttered, almost turning into a puff of white smoke and speeding through the dungeon.

Thorn-"Ah!" The clothes on his left shoulder were torn apart by Lan Zhou, sticking to the flesh and blood, and Jun Luo couldn't help but cry out in pain. Lan Zhou didn't use a sharp weapon, just pulled it with his bare hands, and when he saw Jun Luo biting his lower lip fiercely, he smiled sarcastically: "It's been two days, and it's really not easy to hear the Lord of the Monarch Sword shout in pain." Saying that his subordinates were working hard again, Jun Luo trembled violently, and his lower lip bit blood, but he didn't make another sound.

"That's it. As soon as the woman let go, she hooked a dagger from the wall: "The purple palm will leave a palm print, and the pavilion master asked me to remove your palm print, then I will cut off my clothes." The Monarch Sword Lord is not squeamish at all, so I can rest assured, lest I have to control the strength. ”

Secretly cursing in his heart, Jun Luo raised his eyelids and sneered: "You'd better kill me." ”

"Kill you? Heh, you think so beautifully. Didn't you call me a prostitute, I have prepared all the tricks in the Qinglou for you. Let's go a long way. Lan Zhou glanced at the bottles and cans behind him, and smiled ambiguously: "I heard that the Monarch Sword Lord was a stream before he was adopted, and he must have entered the Qinglou with such a sign, right?"

The scarred heart was like someone had peeled an onion, scabbed off layer by layer, touching the innermost layer of red flesh. Jun Luo hooked his lips and smiled amorously: "There used to be many women who were as self-conscious as you, do you know what happened to them later?"

"I stripped them two by two, tied them up, fed them with medicine, and burned them all in one fire. ”

The woman's tone was light, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was looking at a dead person, it was not the gaze that a pampered sword master should have, but like a powerful ghost from hell, with countless blood on his hands, if you scold me, I will kill your whole family, Lanzhou couldn't help but shudder. Listening to Jun Luo's mocking chuckle, she came back to her senses and frowned: "You are really hard-mouthed, I think you can still be beautiful-"

"Stop!"

A long sword pierced through the wooden door and directly knocked down the dagger in Lan Zhou's hand, the woman in blue and Jun Luo looked up at the same time, only to see a white shadow flashing at the door of the prison, and in the next second, Jun Luo's wrist was light, and the bundle of immortal ropes was untied! The heavy body fell straight down, and was hugged by Shen Changge, Bai Hongjian stopped at his side, he looked at Lan Zhou, and drank angrily and coldly: "Shuiyue Pavilion said that the Lord of the Monarch Sword has not woken up, but in fact, he used lynching, and he can't help but regard so many immortal sects outside as nothing!"

"Shen Changge, this is Shuiyue Pavilion, you dare to trespass into the dungeon, where are you placing Shuiyue Pavilion!" Lan Zhou snorted, but he was extremely weak-hearted: these two must not be allowed to go out!

Seeing Lan Zhou's thoughts, Jun Luo coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Go out first, I have something to say......"

"Okay!" Shen Changge hurriedly said, secretly losing some internal force to Jun Luo, but the woman in his arms trembled, and her brows furrowed slightly: "You and I are not in harmony, don't give me internal strength, I will adjust slowly, get out quickly!"

With a secret sigh in his heart, Bai Hongjian rushed straight to Lan Zhou, the latter retreated suddenly, and Shen Changge immediately rushed out with Jun Luo in his arms. There was a sudden commotion in the dungeon, as if someone was fighting, Jun Luo used the Longquan Mental Method to breathe, fortunately, the whiplashes were all external injuries, but they hurt a lot;

When the fake is true, it is also false, and when it is false, it is true. True or false, only she and Wuyong know it. She also wanted to thank him for leaving this move for herself and not setting a dead end.

Ah Cheng had a sword light in his hand, and suddenly saw a man in white running out with a bloodied man in his arms, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Sword master!"

Shen Changge was stunned for a moment, Jun Luo nodded, and called softly: "Ah Cheng, Ah Zi, go out and talk about it!"

"Yes!" Ah Cheng hurriedly gave way, the blood on the man's body dripped all the way, the flesh and skin on his right shoulder were faintly visible, and he smelled a bloody breath from afar, and a warm current immediately rushed to his eyes, and his eyes were red and roared: "These beasts!"

Ah Zi pulled him, his eyes were slightly red, but he shook his head. Ah Cheng gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to cripple all these disciples, and rushed out with Shen Changge.

"Let's go to the hall first, I have something to say. Jun Luo said softly, she already had some strength, one hand hooked Shen Changge's shoulder, and the other hand pulled the clothes on her left shoulder;

"What are you doing!" Shen Changge was startled by her, and looked at the left shoulder with the whip marks, and furrowed his brows fiercely. Blood splashed on Shen Changge's white clothes, Jun Luo frowned slightly, and subconsciously said 'I'm sorry', but Shen Changge yelled: "Who feels sorry for clothes, I feel sorry for you!"

"Heh......" Jun Luo smiled lightly, he didn't know what emotion it was, but he looked at the dark purple palm print that could still be seen on his left shoulder, and said softly: "This is evidence." ”

"You're all over the evidence. Shen Changge rolled his eyes. Seeing that the hall was in front of him, Jun Luo gently pushed him, wanting to get out of his arms, but the young man refused: "Don't move, the more you move, the more blood will flow, otherwise you will lose too much blood and faint, and it is useless to have evidence." ”

Seeing the white-clothed young man walking in with Jun Luo, who was covered in injuries, everyone's eyes widened, Zhongli Mingyue staggered and sat directly on the ground, his lips trembling slightly, unable to speak. The woman in red who was as bright as the sun on weekdays was like a bath in blood, and the excessive blood loss made her delicate face pale, she struggled for a while, got off Shen Changge's body, and was held by three hundred: "Sister Junluo...... I'm late. ”

The woman in red smiled faintly and shook her head: "It's good to come." She stood up straight under the support of three hundred, and the shocking scars on her body made everyone present silent, even Bai Changkong forgot to teach Shen Changge a lesson, her brows were twisted together, and she gritted her teeth and looked at Zhongli Mingyue.

"Zhongli Pavilion Master, didn't you say that the Monarch Sword Lord hasn't woken up yet!

"Yes, if the injury is like this, if others have ...... it a long time ago"

"It's unprovoked, the communiqué is a personal vendetta, I really don't take the rules of the fairy gate in my eyes!"

There was abuse and reprimand in his ears, Jun Luo moved his lips, looked at the man in blue on the ground, and pointed to his left shoulder, although the dark purple palm print was stained with blood, it was still clear: "It's not unprovoked, the Zhongli Pavilion Master just wants to kill people." ”

"I heard the conversation between Hei Jiao and him at the bottom of Yunmeng Zedi, and the Zhongli Pavilion Master concealed Hei Jiao's traces and did not report to the Xianmen, but in fact, he was raising demons and tracking Jianmu. Heijiao opened the chaos, and the Zhongli Pavilion Master knocked me down with a palm, but I didn't expect that I was lucky not to die, and I came out with Xia Han...... The golden lotus was given to me by the innocent girl, and I was used by the villain to kill me, but it's a pity-" The woman in red took a step forward, her eyes pitying and mocking: "The biggest mistake you made was to take revenge on me and torture me, instead of killing me immediately." Late is changing, you made a big taboo for a while, Zhongli Mingyue. ”

No wonder she kept provoking him, she just pinched the character of him and Lan Zhou, so she would rather be beaten more......! Zhongli Mingyue looked at the woman in front of her, almost hysterical: "You are not related to Wuxie, why did she give you the golden lotus? And you are obviously healing in the East China Sea in July and August, what do you do when you don't go to Jianzhuang for several months every year! Jun Luo, do you explain clearly!"

"Ridiculous. Why am I not in Jianzhuang in July and August? I also went to the Xianmen Society, so don't talk nonsense here. It seems that you have put a lot of effort into Jianzhuang, and you have also arranged an informant to know that I will not be in the village for several months...... Hehe, what have I done? I'm going to fulfill Master's will!"

Shangguan Ming's eyes moved, and he looked at Jun Luo, who also looked over, the two looked at each other, and Jun Luo smiled sadly: "Before the master goes, he asked me to promise him to do 10,000 good deeds." I didn't tell the old man about this, but now that I have said it, I ask the old man not to blame. Luoluo just doesn't want you to ......"

She rarely mentioned Shangguan Lin in front of Shangguan Mingfu, because she knew that it was his eternal pain.

The old man's eyes moistened slightly, he let out a long sigh, and shook his head helplessly: "Luoluo......"

Why do you have to carry so many things alone? Does your heart ache less than mine?

When the dust settled, Xia Pingya looked at Zhongli Mingyue, who was as depressed as a dead man, and sighed softly: "Changkong, how to punish you for raising demons and evil spirits and hurting your fellow disciples?"

"Chai Dan, locked up on the second floor of the Lock Demon Tower. ”

Zhongli Mingyue trembled when he heard the word 'Caidan', and heard Xia Pingya faintly throw down the sentence 'Let's do it'. The bundle of immortal ropes tied him up, and the man in blue was stunned, and let the two Shushan disciples take him away, as if he had lost his soul.

This Water Moon Pavilion is completely finished.

"Innocent girl, you haven't said why you want to give it to Luoluo Jinlian. Shangguan Ming asked again. Three hundred were looking at Jun Luo's injury, and she came back to her senses with a light cough, blushed slightly, and said slowly: "My father once traveled to the mainland, and he stayed in Jianzhuang for a few days with a famous doctor, and he once healed the Longquan Sword Master. Before his father died, he left a will, if he met the Longquan Sword Master again, he would give him a petal of golden lotus to protect him. And the owner of Shangguan Zhuang has passed away, and I have a good impression of Sister Junluo, the day before she was going down to Yunmengzedi, I gave her a golden lotus talisman. ”

"What?" Shangguan Mingfu was excited: "That gentleman is really from Penglai!"

"Yes. "Three hundred bowed slightly.

Jun Luo lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "It seems that it is thanks to Master." ”

She knew that Shangguan Lin Ling's injuries were healed by a wise doctor after the battle, and Aunt Ning secretly promised him not to marry for the rest of her life. But come to think of it, the meeting of Pingshui will never give the golden lotus, this half-truth and half-falsehood should be instructive.

The woman in red glanced at the handsome man lightly, and nodded slightly to her.