In the main hall of the Zhufu.

Zhu Xian sat on the stage, and under the stage stood the top powers of the various factions in the rivers and lakes, as well as the leaders of the various departments of the Long Night Division.

Everyone sat upright, their expressions solemn, and there was silence in the huge temple door.

It's just that the performance of the dragon dance on the streets of Chang'an continues, and the sound of gongs and drums and the laughter of the people comes one after another.

The loneliness inside the house and the noise outside the house are separated by a wall, but they seem to be two worlds.

The door of the main hall was pushed open, and a young man in a purple robe stepped in.

And he seemed to be what everyone in this temple was waiting for, and all eyes fell on him at that time.

But the purple-robed young man didn't realize this, he looked cold alone, and walked to the middle of the hall, just bowed his hand slightly to the man on the stage, but did not bow.

Zhu Xian obviously didn't have the heart to pursue the young man's faux pas, his gaze wandered on the young man's body for a while, and finally landed on the scarlet long sword held in the young man's right hand.

Zhu Xian stood up, looked at the young man, and asked, "Got it?"

"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. The young man smiled faintly and held the sword with both hands.

Zhu Xian's eyes swelled with a hint of fanaticism, and he subconsciously wanted to get up to get the sword, but in an instant, as if he thought of something, his outstretched hand was suddenly withdrawn by him, and then he gave the young man a look. The purple-robed young man smiled faintly, and he didn't care, so he held the sword in his right hand again.

"Song Gongzi has worked hard, if this matter is successful, I wish him to be treated as a countryman!"

The purple-robed young man was about to retreat when he heard this, but at that time, the black-robed Confucian who was the imperial envoy of the Blue Fox Department stood up, bowed to Zhu Xian and said, "The first seat seems to have forgotten that there is still one thing missing." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present seemed to think of something, and the gaze that had just moved away fell on the purple-robed young man again.

Zhu Xian was also stunned, and then came to his senses, and he asked in a calm voice, "Where is Xu Han's head?"

Zhu Xian has always been suspicious of others, and being suspicious of others is not a very good thing.

But Rao was like this, but the expression on the purple-robed young man's face was still indifferent, he looked up at the man who was in charge of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and said softly: "Ran away." ”

Just two words, but it caused an uproar in the silent hall.

"Ran away?" Zhu Xian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the killing machine in the hall surged.

"The master who went with Song Gongzi, but there are only seven people who are away from the dust realm, with such a formation, how can Xu Han He De escape from such a powerful hand and ascend to heaven?" The black-clothed Confucian looked at Song Yueming with a smile.

These words immediately resonated with everyone in the hall, especially those from the various sects and factions of the Great Zhou Jianghu.

Since the news of Yuan Guilong's death came, the matter of seizing the Xingtian Sword to kill Xu Han has been put on the agenda by everyone. The reason why this has not been moved for a long time is that firstly, in order to let Gongsun Ming exterminate the royal clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so as to test the reaction of the Tiance Mansion;

What Zhu Xian wants to do, they naturally know that since they are on Zhu Xian's warship, whether it is for the sake of the sect or themselves, they have to do something, and only after the matter is completed, can they get a piece of the pie. Xu Han, who has no Tiance Mansion, is like a tiger without minions, and it is not difficult to win the Xingtian Sword in the eyes of everyone, so everyone wants this name.

The people who had been arguing for a few days without a conclusion could only be led by Song Yueming in the end, and then led the masters sent by various sects and factions to go together.

But in the end, this is the result, so that these people who have long been dissatisfied with this grasp the reason.

You must know that killing Xu Han is not just a simple matter of avenging the loss of a son for Zhu Shouza, the dragon qi is not in Zhu Xian's hands, most of them are gathered in the hands of a certain royal clan of the Great Zhou, these days Gongsun Ming killed the royal clan of the Great Zhou, in order to kill all the people who may have dragon qi. And Xu Han, as the widow of the royal family who is rumored to be popular, naturally has to take Zhu Xian, who has always been difficult to reconcile.

These people in the rivers and lakes who were taken the lead by Song Yueming naturally had to seize this opportunity and make a good article.

So at that moment, a man with a long knife on his waist stood up and said with a sneer: "I wish the first and the imperial envoy of Xuanluo don't have to be in a hurry, Song Gongzi is the first disciple of Sikong Immortal and the future head of Linglong Pavilion, it is impossible to abolish the public for personal reasons, our elder Xing Dayu went to act with Song Gongzi, and I will know how the situation is." ”

This man is the head of the Youzhou Tongtianmen in the Great Zhou Sect, and he is also the master of the dead Zhulong Qi Gongzi, known as Yu Xiangtong of the Zihuang Sword Saint.

What he said at the moment seemed reasonable, and he even faintly meant to help Song Yueming speak, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that as long as he let the accompanying elder come out to testify, no matter whether Song Yueming had done that broken the rules or not, he would never be able to wash the things that allowed Xu Han to escape. But that's exactly what everyone here would like to see.

Therefore, not only did no one come out to say a fair word for Song Yueming at this time, but echoed one by one: "Yes, the elders of my sect also went there, but they were also called for interrogation." ”

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These seniors who are quite prominent in the rivers and lakes have changed their faces to a philistine face at this moment, and they all have changed their faces to a philistine, and they seem to be eager to take a look at the scene of this purple-robed young man being pushed by the wall and everyone.

The black-clothed Confucian who provoked this matter smiled faintly and retreated from his seat, while Zhu Xian, who was sitting on the high platform, also had a cold gaze, he stared at Song Yueming, and asked in a deep voice, "Does Song Gongzi think this matter is fair?"

"Nature is fair. Song Yueming unexpectedly did not refute this blatant harm, but accepted it.

"It's just that the first lord wants to find you to confront Song, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. ”

"Why?" asked Zhu Xian.

"Because of them..."A smile appeared on the purple-robed young man's cold face at that time, and his gaze swept over the sect masters of various sects one by one, and then said, "All of them are dead." ”

"What?" A burst of exclamations suddenly sounded in the main hall of the exit, in order to win the credit of this trip, most of the people they sent out were among the top masters in the sect. The affairs of these people can be described as a big loss to the various sects present, and for a while, everyone changed their complexions, and their faces were cloudy.

"What kind of cultivation is Xu Han of Song Gongzi, everyone knows why he can kill so many masters of the rivers and lakes with his own strength. The black-robed Confucian who had just retreated stood up again at that time, he said this and looked Song Yueming up and down again, and then asked suspiciously: "And Song Gongzi is unscathed?"

"Why did Xu Han let me go, the Xuanluo Imperial Envoy should have personally asked Xu Han, how did I know?" Song Yueming was still calm in the face of such a question.

This Xuanluo's thoughts, he can see it very clearly, now Zhu Xian's subordinates have two major factions, the Long Night Division and the Jianghu forces, and there are immortals on the side of the Jianghu forces, Xuanluo naturally does not want to see everyone bite into an iron plate, and hollowed out his mind to sow discord. And those people in the rivers and lakes know this, but they still can't resist the temptation of power, and they are willingly driven by others.

Hearing Xuanluo's words, everyone exploded, you look at me, I look at you, and I want to denounce Song Yueming.

And Zhu Xian caught a glimpse of such a situation, snorted coldly, and then said: "Okay, don't mention this matter again." ”

I have to say that Zhu Xian's prestige in the Long Night Division is very strong, and those people in the rivers and lakes who have never been disciplined heard him, even if they have a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts, they have to temporarily restrain themselves at this moment.

"Gongsun Ming!" and Zhu Xian shouted softly after this.

In the crowd, a man with a gloomy face stepped out and bowed towards Zhu Xian.

"Go, take the greedy wolf guard to hunt down Xu Han, and kill him when he sees it!"

"Yes!" the man nodded heavily, then turned and walked out of the house.

And when he left, Zhu Xian looked at Song Yueming with heavy eyes, his face became more and more gloomy, and his tone was extremely cold.

"Sikong Immortal is preparing for that retreat, Song Gongzi, as the master of the Linglong Pavilion Sword Hall, is he not afraid that Sikong Immortal will be held accountable after he leaves the customs?"

The threat in Zhu Xian's words at this moment was undisguised, and even the atmosphere in the hall was a little cold because of his words.

But the purple-robed young man still didn't change his face, he held the Xingtian Sword in his hand and bowed respectfully to Zhu Xian, and then said, "Linglong Pavilion family affairs..."

"Don't bother with the first adult. ”