Chapter 18: The Assassination of Yang Ling
Unknowingly, Yang Xiaotian had been in the Reward Pavilion for more than twenty days, Yang Xiaotian opened his eyes and looked out of the door, during this time, he continued to cultivate "lightning and thunder," he had completely understood this martial art, and he also combined the experience of fighting with Mu Xifeng last time, and found that although this martial art was very powerful, due to the time difference in the middle, it was easier for the opponent to dodge, so he solved this problem through his own understanding and made a slight improvement. Of course, the cultivation of the long sword has not stopped, and it is more handy than when it was used before, and it is easy to attack and defend.
In a few days, the enrollment competition of the four major colleges of the empire will begin, and he wants to go to see his mother, and he also has to go to the Xuanyuan Club before the competition.
After packing up everything, Yang Xiaotian left the house and began to walk towards the back mountain, which is only a few miles away from the family, the mountain is not high, and it is a special cemetery for the nearby family.
Because today is not a commemorative day, there is no one on the mountain, Yang Xiaotian came to the Yang family tomb next to the Fengjia cemetery alone, the Yang family tomb is not big, there is a cherry blossom forest inside, there are two bag-shaped tombs next to each other in the center, there is no tombstone on the left, and the tombstone on the right reads "The tomb of Feng Fei'er, the wife of Yang Cang." ”
Because her mother insisted that she was the daughter-in-law of the Yang family, and she should be the ghost of the Yang family when she died, she was unwilling to be buried in the Fengjia Mausoleum. The grandfather disagreed at first, after all, the father was an orphan, and there was no way to know where the ancestral grave of the Yang family was, so how could he bear to let his proudest daughter lie alone in an unknown place, so he ordered someone to enclose a new piece of land next to the Feng family as the Yang family mausoleum, and according to her last wish, build an empty tomb next to her, and then plant her favorite cherry blossoms.
Yang Xiaotian heard her mother say that the first time she and her father met was in a cherry blossom forest, at that time, when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, the white sea of flowers was like a dream, which made people fascinated, and the two young people looked at each other under the cherry blossom tree, blazing youth. She will always remember the scene at that time, it was so beautiful. She also said that it was from that day that she knew the meaning of life.
Yang Xiaotian came to the tomb and knelt down as usual, and then told his mother in detail what happened during this time, he believed that his mother must still exist in this world in some form, but he couldn't see her, but his mother could definitely see himself.
At this moment, he felt a chill in his back, and he looked back to see two masked men, armed with sword Horcruxes.
"What are you going to do?" Yang Xiaotian stood up and faced the two masked men.
"I'm going to kill you!" said one of them.
Yang Xiaotian carefully looked at the sword horcruxes in their hands, all of them were magenta in the second ring, so their cultivation should also be at least those in the middle of the soul growth realm. All cultivators know that the Horcruxes held by a martial artist must be lower than their own cultivation, otherwise they will be controlled by the soul beasts in the Horcruxes, and even be devoured by the martial souls and become wasters.
"I have no enmity with the two of you recently, and I have no grudges in the past, why did Your Excellency take my life?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
"Take people's money and eliminate disasters with people. The man said just now.
Yang Xiaotian's thinking was running rapidly, who is buying his own life! It is impossible for him to offend people before the awakening of the martial soul, after the awakening of the martial soul, as for the person who buys such a big grudge, I am afraid that only Bai Xuan and Mu Xifeng will fall, it seems that they are going to fall here today.
"Don't talk nonsense to him!" said another. After speaking, he began to release the martial spirit. A huge snake flickered beside the man, and then raised the fluttering knife and slashed horizontally, a wave of light slashed from the fluttering knife, instantly splitting the air in front of Yang Xiaotian's eyes in half.
Yang Xiaotian quickly pulled out the azure red-crowned finch to intercept the light wave.
"Ahh A voice came, and the light wave did not split, but disappeared in the air.
Yang Xiaotian fixed his eyes and saw that there was a white-haired old man in front of him, and the person holding the knife on the opposite side fell to the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"So fast!" Yang Xiaotian thought to himself that it must have been the white-haired old man in front of him, but he didn't see him make a move at all, and he didn't even release the martial spirit.
Seeing this, the other masked man turned around and wanted to run.
"Can you run past my martial spirit?" said the white-haired old man with his arm raised.
With a "plop", the man knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy: "Senior, spare your life!"
"Say, who sent you?" asked the white-haired old man sharply.
The masked man felt the powerful oppression of the white-haired old man, and then thought about the death of his companion, and immediately spoke: "The third master of the Feng family! It was he who gave our brother five thousand soul coins, and said, kill Yang Xiaotian outside the house, what I said is true, please let my predecessors let me go." ”
"That's right!" the white-haired old man muttered to himself, and then raised his hand, and a sword aura flew out from the tip of his hand, only half breathing, and the masked assassin was like his companion, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.
Yang Xiaotian showed a look of shock, he couldn't believe it at all, the murderers were not Mu Xifeng and Bai Xuan, but his third uncle, and he didn't have a holiday with them! Feng Lin bullied himself many times, and I also helped to hide it! Didn't he give him five hundred soul coins some time ago? Yang Xiaotian's heart was full of doubts.