The long sword stuck in the ground was as red as blood, and the sword emitted a wave of heat that roasted people's faces and clothes. The dragon-patterned hilt of the long sword is engraved with two small ancient characters - flame.

"It's the Flaming Sword!" I don't know who saw the doorway of the long sword, and let out a low cry, and all the monks present immediately turned their heads and ears, and the scene was noisy.

Qiu Shutong and He Zichuan have their own concerns. Qiu Shutong is worried that Jinchuan Qijian has deep feelings, if Feng Kun is determined to protect He Zichuan, it will inevitably give birth to a lot of branches, although he has something to rely on, and he is not worried about the final result of the matter, but if he puts the people behind him into the sun at this time, he will inevitably end up with an unfavorable evaluation. If it wasn't a last resort, he still wanted to get things done steadily.

He Zichuan has experienced too many accidents today, and at this time, the fourth senior brother suddenly came, why did he come, he really didn't know the bottom of his heart, what if the fourth senior brother also wanted to leave him?

The monks present continued to speculate, but the owner of the Flame Sword did not show up for a long time, but a thunderbolt shot into the air, and with the momentum of thunder, it landed right in front of He Zichuan, it was Ye Xiaoming of the Thunder Sword.

As soon as Ye Xiaoming landed, ignoring the surprised gazes of the countless monks around him, he raised his right hand, and a thunderbolt shot out, directly knocking the lid of Concubine Qin's jade coffin away. He hurriedly stretched out his head to look in, his eyes were suddenly red, and he roared angrily towards the sky, and the sky suddenly flashed and thundered, reflecting the entire Baixia Mountain flickering and darkening, as if the heavenly demons had descended, and it was very terrifying.

"Who did it? Tell me, who did it?!" Ye Xiaoming's eyes widened angrily, and he asked the monks around him viciously.

The monks present were overwhelmed by the violent and terrifying spiritual pressure, and no one dared to look at Ye Xiaoming, and they all lowered their heads, or turned their cheeks, avoiding Ye Xiaoming's murderous gaze.

He Zichuan was aroused by Ye Xiaoming's angry appearance of guilt and sadness in his heart, and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, it's all my fault." It was I who mistakenly believed in the traitor, so that the third senior sister was designed by Long Xiangyi and intercepted by the three masters of the mysterious organization......"

Ye Xiaoming turned his head and stared at He Zichuan angrily, his body moved, surrounded by lightning and thunderbolts, and in an instant, he came to He Zichuan's side, grabbed He Zichuan's collar, and shouted angrily: "You waste, since you know who the enemy is, why don't you kill him?"

He Zichuan was speechless, closed his eyes in shame, and two lines of tears slowly fell.

Ye Xiaoming's heart was even more angry, and he pushed He Zichuan out a few feet, and shouted: "Cry, cry, cry, a big man, don't go to revenge, but you are dripping cat urine here, what are you not a waste?!"

Hearing Ye Xiaoming indiscriminately and speaking ill of He Zichuan, as if every sentence was in Mo Yan's heart, although Mo Yan could understand his sad and indignant mood, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

She flashed in front of He Zichuan, raised her eyebrows, and said unkindly to Ye Xiaoming: "Shut up! What qualifications do you have to say that? He did not hesitate to sacrifice himself for you Jinchuan, how did you Jinchuan treat him? When he was alone to investigate the enemy's situation, where were you? When he was in danger, where were you, and when he was wrongfully killed, where were you? Now that the enemy is in front of you, you have the ability to make a big statement, why don't you go and slaughter the culprit quickly?"

Being scolded by Mo Yan for slashing his head and covering his face, Ye Xiaoming suddenly sobered up a little, and when he saw Mo Yan's appearance clearly, although he was in a huge sadness, he couldn't help but be amazed in his heart. Hearing Mo Yan defend He Zichuan like this, Ye Xiaoming's heart suddenly understood, he glanced at He Zichuan with great meaning, and asked Mo Yan: "Miss is Mo Yan, the ghost fairy of the East China Sea?"

"You know me?"

"I heard Lao Qi talk about it. ”

Mo Yan's heart was sweet, but it was not good to speak ill of each other, and he made a slight blessing to Ye Xiaoming and returned to He Zichuan's side.

Ye Xiaoming turned his head and found Long Xiangyi with a restless expression in the crowd, the thunder flashed in his right hand, and the light blue Thunder Sword turned out.

"What does Senior Brother Ye want?" Qiu Shutong, who was watching coldly, saw that Ye Xiaoming was going to make a move at Long Xiangyi, and he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he had to ask.

Ye Xiaoming snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Since you dare to intercept and kill my third senior sister, today I will want Tianlong Mountain Villa to disappear in the extreme north!"

Qiu Shutong was shocked when he heard this, and stopped: "Tianlong Villa has always been loyal to Jinchuan, how can Senior Brother Ye listen to what the villains say......

"Who do you say is the villain?" Ye Xiaoming interrupted Qiu Shutong with an angry voice, his whole body flashed with electric arcs, and the sound of deep thunder was endless, as if Qiu Shutong was going to cut him if he didn't answer well.

Qiu Shutong didn't retreat, and said coldly: "Ben Thunder Sword is so powerful, what's the matter, are you going to rebel too?"

Ye Xiaoming said disdainfully: "Qiu stubborn, don't use your Discipline Academy's set to scare this seat, this seat is in the extreme north, but you are not a brave person, or you destroyed this Tianlong Villa in front of you, what are you going to do?"

Qiu Shutong didn't expect Ye Xiaoming to speak wildly in front of everyone, his face was blue again, and he said angrily: "Okay, well, since Ben Lei Sword is invincible, ignoring the laws of Jinchuan, and will definitely help the gangsters, then please give advice!"

Hearing that Qiu Shutong still called He Zichuan a villain, Ye Xiaoming sank his face and sneered: "You are a villain, but you are in the company of traitors from the outer door, since you are a bitch, don't open your mouth and shut up about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and set up a chaste archway." ”

Qiu Shutong laughed angrily: "He Zichuan stole the Treasure Jinyu Immortal Bell from the Sect, colluded with the East China Sea Demon Palace, murdered 376 monks of the Wuzhou Branch of Qingfeng Hall, booby-trapped 221 monks of Lishui Hall, Flame Hall, and Benlei Hall, and personally killed the heads of the two major sects of Qinghong Sword Sect and Luoyin Sect. Jin Chuan gave you the Thunder Sword to cultivate and give you great authority, but you didn't worry about the sect, but instead pointed to the deer as a horse, what kind of intention did you have?"

Although Qiu Shutong said it righteously, Ye Xiaoming clearly didn't believe it at all, and squinted his eyes and asked He Zichuan: "Old Seven, can you confess to the crime mentioned by Qiu Zhangyuan?"

He Zichuan gritted his teeth, shook his head slightly, and said hatefully: "Senior brother has not done it, I dare not admit it!"

"Did you hear that?"

Qiu Shutong laughed sadly and angrily: "Hahaha, you Seven Swords Hall are embarrassed, only talking about personal friendship, and disregarding justice, thinking that such a clumsy excuse can get rid of the crime?"

Hearing this, the White Tiger Guard monks led by Zhao Wuji took a few steps forward, stood behind Qiu Shutong, and cast a disgusted look at Ye Xiaoming.

"I can testify!" Mo Yan frowned slightly, and continued in a voice like a silver bell: "He Zichuan has always been with Miss Ben, and it is impossible for him to conspire with the mysterious organization to kill Lishui Sword. ”

It's okay that Mo Yan didn't say anything, but an explanation made Qiu Shutong even more angry, he ignored the tense situation, walked towards Mo Yan, and said as he walked: "You Demon Palace Demon Girl still dare to say more, if it weren't for Senior Brother He coveting your beauty, with his dignified Qingfeng Sword Respect, why not put a good future and do this irreparable wrongdoing?"

You led the people of the Demon Palace to sneak into Jinchuan secretly, seduced the Qingfeng Sword, intercepted and killed Senior Sister Qin with the Qingtian Demon King, and used the Demon Palace Bafang Hui Demon Tablet to kill Ji Yanlan in Southern Xinjiang, provoked a dispute between Southern Xinjiang and the Far North, in a vain attempt to subvert Jinchuan, and at this time you dare to come forward to testify, see if I don't correct your demon girl on the spot!"

"What?!" As soon as Qiu Shutong said this, the whole hall was shocked, and Ye Xiaoming looked at Mo Yan incredulously.

Only He Zichuan gently pulled Mo Yan, who was also stunned, behind him, blocking the angry Qiu Shutong.

Ye Xiaoming asked Qiu Shutong in disbelief: "Ji Yanlan is dead, how is it possible?"

Qiu Shutong snorted coldly: "How is it impossible? It has been confirmed that Ji Yanlan died under the Bafang Hui Demon Monument in the East China Sea. ”

"Impossible! The Bafanghui Demon Monument is on me, I have never met Ji Yanlan, how could he die under the Bafanghui Demon Monument?" Mo Yan was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help blurting out.

This sentence hit Qiu Shutong's arms, and he raised his voice: "Ji Yanlan's essence and blood are all withered, and after death, the resentful spirit is possessed, and there is no reincarnation, and it is clearly that he died under the treasure of the Heaven and Heaven of your East China Sea Demon Palace-the Bafanghui Demon Tablet, this matter has been verified by Lord Jinzun himself, where can there be any mistakes and omissions? Since you admit that the Bafanghui Demon Tablet is on you, it is ironclad evidence that you committed the crime!"

Hearing that this matter had been confirmed by Jin Zun, Mo Yan's heart was in turmoil, and she looked at He Zichuan helplessly, afraid that he would also be suspicious of her. Fortunately, He Zichuan still held her hand tightly, her eyes were still warm and warm, and she had not changed at all, which made her feel a little relieved, but there were still countless questions lingering in her heart.

"Is that really the case?" Ye Xiaoming asked in disbelief.

Qiu Shutong sneered: "You go and ask Jin Zun!"

Since the time he appeared, Ye Xiaoming had never had the slightest suspicion about He Zichuan, but in the face of the ironclad evidence that Qiu Shutong said, he had to waver. The trust in He Zichuan was entangled with the ironclad evidence in Qiu Shutong's mouth, which made him feel at war with heaven and man in his heart, and his face became uncertain.

At this moment, the flame sword quietly inserted on the ground ignited a raging fire several people high, and a sloppy and lazy figure slowly walked out of the flames, it was the flame sword Feng Kun that everyone was waiting for.

Feng Kun appeared, first saluted Qiu Shutong, and then nodded slightly to He Zichuan.

Qiu Shutong saw that he said that he moved Ye Xiaoming, and his heart was already settled, but when he saw Feng Kun present at this time, his heart suddenly hung again, but Feng Kun still looked lazy and lazy, and he was not as frizzy as Ye Xiaoming, which made him feel a little more at ease.

"Senior Brother Feng, you ......" Qiu Shutong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Kun waving his hand. He motioned to Qiu Shutong and a dry White Tiger Guard monk to be calm, and then took a sip of the wine gourd on his waist, wiped the wine stains on his chin, and said seemingly casually: "Everyone, whether the seventh junior brother is guilty or not, he has his own master and his old man has the final say, which door are you fooling around? Today, as long as his old man does not have a golden mouth, I can't let you move a single hair of his hair, you might as well disperse." ”

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied, but he had always been bad at words, and he had the intention to provoke a few words, but he didn't know where to start, and finally had to stare at Feng Kun angrily.

Qiu Shutong heard Feng Kun's words, and knew that he was still on He Zichuan's side, and in a hurry, he wanted to bring out the person behind him to make a final fight, but when he was about to open his mouth, he saw Feng Kun looking at him with a smile, as if he had already seen through what he was thinking. Qiu Shutong was shocked, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Feng Kun saw that Qiu Shutong was interested, stretched his waist greatly, and said with sleepy eyes: "That's how it is today, if someone blames you when you return to Jinchuan, it will be borne by my fifth junior brother." As he spoke, he didn't forget to point to the stunned Ben Thunder Sword next to him.

"You drunkard want to harm me again?" Ye Xiaoming was about to have a seizure, but he realized that the occasion was wrong, closed his mouth angrily, and hated Feng Kun with his eyes.

Qiu Shutong knew that this was Feng Kun giving him a step, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Feng Kun must have known something, and he was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

But after struggling for a moment, Qiu Shutong was still unwilling in the end, and said earnestly: "Senior Brother Feng, do you know that the Holy Emperor of Southern Xinjiang has already set off to Jinchuan to ask for the crime when he learns that his lover has died tragically, if he lets go of this demon palace demon girl today, how much disaster will it bring to Jinchuan?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked again, but Feng Kun didn't react at all, still pointing at Ye Xiaoming, and said irresponsibly: "Didn't you say it, the master blames it, and he has to bear it." ”

Ye Xiaoming opened his mouth, but he still didn't refute it, Qiu Shutong was depressed in his heart, but he had to force it down.

Qiu Shutong didn't speak, and Zhao Wouji and Long Xiangyi couldn't stand out, so they could only be anxious in their hearts but there was nothing they could do.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Feng Kun applauded happily and said, "Then it's decided." As he spoke, he said to He Zichuan: "Old Seven, let's go...... Take care in the future. ”

"Fourth Senior Brother......" He Zichuan's lips trembled slightly, and his heart was happy, warm, sad, and self-blame.

Feng Kun nodded at him slightly, waved his hand, sighed secretly, and said no more.

He Zichuan gritted his teeth, pulled Mo Yan up and turned to leave.

Qiu Shutong saw that He Zichuan was leaving, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait, leave the Jinyu Immortal Bell behind!"

He Zichuan didn't look back, and slowly flew away with Mo Yan turning into two rays of light, leaving a cold sentence: "Jinyu Xianling will definitely be returned in the future, if you want it now, if you have the courage, you can take it yourself." ”

Including Qiu Shutong and Zao Wou-ki, although they hated it so much, those two people were carrying two treasures of heaven and harmony, how could they have the courage to go and find death?

A big drama ended in such an unexpected way, Qiu Shutong and Zhao Wuji didn't stop at all, and immediately left with the White Tiger Guard monks with black faces, seeing their angry appearance, they must have gone to the Golden Dome to sue the black.

Without a backstage, Long Xiangyi was deeply afraid that the Flame Sword and the Thunder Sword would not be good for him, so he took advantage of everyone's inattention and disappeared without a trace long before everyone retreated.

Feng Kun ignored the retreating crowd, held his head in his hands, and lay lazily on the ground, as if nothing had happened. Ye Xiaoming looked at the direction He Zichuan left with a heavy heart, and asked softly: "Drunkard, you said that the seventh ...... him?"

Feng Kun closed his eyes and asked, "With what you know about him, would you believe those nonsense?"

"It's really not him?" Ye Xiaoming was half-convinced.

Feng Kun shook his head and sighed: "The situation is even worse than I expected, I didn't expect that Jinchuan was strong on the surface, but in fact, he was already in danger." ”

Ye Xiaoming exclaimed: "You mean that the high-level Jinchuan has been infiltrated by a mysterious organization?"

Feng Kun smiled bitterly: "Infiltration is inevitable, and I'm afraid it's not one or two people." ”

Ye Xiaoming's eyes froze, and he said, "Who could it be?" Yun Buwen, Zao Wou-Ki, or Qiu Shutong?"

"Yun Buwen and Zao Wou-Ki are of course sure, Qiu Shutong, he is rigid and serious, I'm afraid it's not necessarily. ”

Ye Xiaoming hurriedly said: "Then you are still lazy here, don't hurry back to Jinding, report to the master, and ask him to see what is going on, and clear the suspicion for the seventh child!"

When Feng Kun heard this, he sat up, the lazy look on his face was swept away, and he said solemnly to Ye Xiaoming: "Listen well, if you don't want to die, you can just admit your mistakes when you return to Jinchuan, and don't mention a word of these words." ”

Ye Xiaoming was taken aback by Feng Kun's sudden solemnity, and asked carefully, "Why is this?"

Feng Kun was irritable in his heart, waved his hand, and said, "Don't worry about this for now, just do what I say." By the way, while Lao Qi hasn't gone far, you send him a messenger and say......"

Late at night, He Zichuan and Mo Yan settled in a small forest, and the two used spells to sweep away the snow, lit a small bonfire, and sat face to face around the flickering flames.

Mo Yan saw He Zichuan looking at the flames and was slightly stunned, regretted in his heart, and carefully explained: "Xiao Qi, Ji Yanlan was not killed by me, and he will never die under the Bafang Hui Demon Monument." ”

"Well, I know ......"

"You know?"

He Zichuan came back to his senses, saw that Mo Yan was confused and worried, and explained: "After I fought hard with Ji Yanlan, I met you just a few days apart, in such a short period of time, how could you kill Ji Yanlan and then deliberately find me?

After hearing He Zichuan's explanation, Mo Yan was sure that he really didn't doubt himself, and his heart that he had always carried slowly relaxed.

At this time, a small finch flew from the forest and gently stopped on He Zichuan's shoulder.

"It's the fifth senior brother's messenger!" He Zichuan's spirit was shocked, and a shallow smile appeared on his face that he had not seen for a long time. He lightly touched his finger on the little finch's head, and the little finch flashed a small arc of lightning, turning into a charm.

He Zichuan swept towards the charm, and his face suddenly turned gray.

"It turns out that the person who brought the words is the fourth senior brother. ”

Mo Yan saw that He Zichuan was in a mood, and couldn't help asking, "What did he say?"

He Zichuan didn't answer, but smiled bitterly and muttered: "I didn't expect that I, He Zichuan, would still be qualified to have a home in the end...... Unconsciously, his eyes were already full of tears, and his smile was so bitter.

Mo Yan felt a pain in his heart, snatched the messenger, and saw four small words written on it: "Go west, don't go back." ”