The relationship between Genmen and Righteous Kikido is complicated.

In terms of camp relations, the two are opposed to each other. Although they both belong to the Daomen, due to the great difference in their attitudes towards martial artists, the two are gradually drifting apart.

However, this world is never black and white, there are people who have a good impression of martial artists in the righteous qi path, and there are also people in the Xuanmen who are dissatisfied with the Holy Martial Palace.

This kind of person is not uncommon in the capital, and Yan Yungui was able to get out of the capital, with the help of this part of the force.

The same is true in today's Xianlin, some Xuanmen people secretly shelter righteous qi path people, but because of their Xuanmen status, they are exempted from censorship, so that righteous qi dao can survive.

In a villa in Xianlin, an old man with white hair was taking a girl to thank the person in front of him.

"This time it's really thanks to Mr. Jing's help, otherwise our grandfather and grandson would have been poisoned by the Holy Martial Palace. The old man bowed his hand and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Zhang is polite. Jing Xiangyang hurriedly got up and avoided it, "The Holy Martial Hall is perverse, even Zhang Lao you have to arrest him, he has lost the hearts of the people, and it will be difficult for a long time!"

Zhang Lao sighed lightly, but he didn't know what to say, when the people from the Holy Martial Hall came to the door, he was indeed the most chilling one.

Zhang Bo is one of the relatively rare people in the righteous qi path who does not have a bad feeling towards the Holy Martial Palace, and has practiced medicine in Xianlin for many years, and has helped countless martial artists.

But once the Holy Martial Temple turned around, even his little granddaughter who had just turned ten years old had to be arrested, how could he not be cold?

Zhang Xiaoya said indignantly on the side: "Those uncles are all bad people! Grandpa, don't be angry, wait for Xiaoya to learn the Taoist arts, and then help you teach them a lesson!"

The little girl's milky words relaxed the somewhat solemn atmosphere, Zhang Bo touched her head with a smile and said, "Then Xiaoya will follow Uncle Jing to learn the Tao, okay?"

Jing Xiangyang's face couldn't help but change, and he hurriedly said: "Old Zhang can't help it! Xiaoya is the only seedling of your lineage, if you learn the Tao with me, then ......"

Zhang Lao waved his hand and sighed: "In the future, the days of righteous qi will only become more and more sad, and I can't help myself." If Mr. Jing doesn't give up, it is better to include Xiaoya in the Xuanmen, at least to keep her safe for the rest of her life. ”

Zhang Xiaoya looked at the two of them suspiciously, she still didn't understand what the words of her grandfather and Uncle Jing each meant.

Jing Xiangyang listened to Zhang Bo's words, but he seemed to understand something, and said in astonishment: "What do you mean...... Are the rumors out there true?"

Now there are rumors everywhere in Xianlin, claiming that Yan Yungui, the master of the righteous qi path, is in Xianlin, and he was seriously injured by a big man from the capital, and now he is being searched for with all his might.

Jing Xiangyang originally didn't believe this, what kind of character is Yan Yungui? As a member of the Dao Sect, Jing Xiangyang, who is himself a real person returning to the realm, understands what realm Yan Yungui has reached.

Unless a great grandmaster arrives, who in the Federation can hurt Yan Yungui?

And the big man surnamed Su was obviously not one of the five great grandmasters.

Zhang Bo sighed lightly and said, "It's true that Daoist Yan is in the Immortal Forest, but I don't know if I'm injured or not...... However, I heard that he had a holiday with the big man surnamed Su, so this time I went to trouble him. ”

He didn't continue, but Jing Xiangyang already understood a little.

Yan Yungui went to find trouble with others, but they were still there, and the result was self-evident.

"This ......" Jing Xiangyang felt that his head was a little confused, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and only said solemnly after a long time, "No matter what the Yan Dao Master is, Zhang Lao, you and Xiaoya should not be implicated in such a matter, please rest assured that the two of you can stay." ”

Speaking of this, Jing Xiangyang smiled again and said: "Now that the Holy Martial Palace is fully cooperating with our Xuanmen, before the Red Mansion wants to enforce the law against us, it must first ask the Holy Martial Palace's intentions ......."

Knock knock!

Before Jing Xiangyang's words fell, there was a rapid knock on the door, which directly interrupted the conversation between the three of them.

"Open the door!"

"Jing Xiangyang, now that you are suspected of harboring a righteous qi path fugitive, immediately open the door for inspection!"

The rough and hurried voice came from outside, making Jing Xiangyang's face turn blue for a while, and he couldn't wait to open the door and shouted: "I'm a real person from Xuanmen, if you can't find anyone later, don't forget to give Jing an explanation!"

The voice at the door suddenly quieted, Jing Xiangyang thought that he had calmed the other party, and hurriedly waved his hand to signal the grandson of the Zhang family to go upstairs.

However, before the two of them could make a move, there was a loud noise in front of them, but it was the door of the Jing family that was kicked open directly and fell to the ground.

After the little smoke and dust fell, the three of them were shocked to see a group of mermaids rushing in, led by a young man in red.

Jing Xiangyang didn't recognize who the other party was, but Zhang Lao recognized the other party at a glance: "Su, Su Jun......"

This name made Jing Xiangyang slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this person would personally lead the team to find someone, but at this time, he could only go up.

"It turned out to be Director Su......" Jing Xiangyang stepped forward, wanting to talk to the other party first.

However, Su Jun's gaze directly skipped him and looked at the grandson of the Zhang family behind him: "Is that her?"

"Yes, that is Zhang Xiaoya. Shen Yi said beside him, "There is intelligence that Yan Yungui has been in contact with her. ”

Su Jun nodded: "Take it away." ”

Su Jun's voice fell, and several martial artists behind him did not hesitate at all, and quickly stepped forward, picked up Zhang Xiaoya and walked to the rear.

"Wait!

Jing Xiangyang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but no one paid attention to him at all, he could only look at Su Jun and said solemnly: "Director Su, in Xia Jing Xiangyang, he has been added as a deacon of Xianlin Xuanmen, this matter may be a little misunderstood." ”

"Are you the deacon of the Xuanmen?" Su Jun turned his head to look at him and said in a questioning tone.

The spirit of the Daomen is mostly introverted, and it is difficult to see the cultivation at a glance, and Su Jun didn't care about this at first.

"Exactly. Jing Xiangyang responded, already thinking in his heart, how to exonerate the Zhang family's grandchildren, at least not let them take people away.

The next moment, the knife flashed in front of him suddenly, and a sharp pain came from his neck, and the feeling of warmth instantly spread throughout his neck.

But Su Jun suddenly raised his hand, pulled out a long knife from the scabbard of a person next to him, and directly cut Jing Xiangyang's throat.

Immediately after that, the golden light flashed, and Jing Xiangyang's life essence was quickly drained away, becoming the five-second Yuan Shen time on the life card.

Although Su Jun is not short of Yuan Shen time now, how can he let go of the time that can be sent to the front?

The grandson of the Zhang family on the side was already stunned, and he didn't realize what was happening, and he was quickly taken away by a group of martial artists.

Jing Xiangyang's villa returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, just one more corpse.