There are two Jinyi Wei Qianhu who came to Wudang Mountain, and the reason why Zeng Hong is the only one who came to negotiate with Miao Yunyong is because Yan Feng has done another thing.

After many catastrophes, the Wudang faction has broken two of the seven sons of Wudang, and now there are still "Yujing" Miao Yunyong, "Changqing" Song Yangui, "Qinghua" Feng Ziye, "Xuantan" Si Luochao, and Forget the Dust.

Among them, Feng Ziye was seriously injured by Tianfeng Design at the beggar gang's demon eradication conference, although the person had already woken up, but his skills had been greatly reduced, and his body was left with permanent internal injuries, and he basically couldn't continue to walk the rivers and lakes in the next life.

Although Forget Chen was not extremely Tailai, his disciple Qingping suffered a lot of torture during his captivity by the Xuantian Sect, and left a lot of dark wounds at a young age.

Because the Gongsun family is gone after a fire, it is not easy to find a person with excellent medical skills to shoot, in order to cure Qingping, Wangchen is now taking him around the rivers and lakes to seek medical treatment.

Coupled with the sudden collapse of the previous head and the Great Elder, the current Wudang faction can't withstand a little wind and waves at all, once their weakness is discovered, it is difficult to say whether anyone will take risks and plan to step on the Wudang signboard to become famous.

In fact, in addition to the head of the Wudang faction today, there are very few people who can show their hands, and how to get through this difficult period is the most troublesome thing for Song Yangui at the moment.

Although the head of Wudang is the senior brother Miao Yunyong, Song Yangui, the second senior brother, is the de facto leader of Wudang, after all, his wisdom and vision are the first among the seven brothers.

And just when Song Yangui picked up the lamp to deal with Wudang's affairs, suddenly, a gust of wind blew out the lights in his house.

Song Yangui's eyes were clear, and the sword that did not leave his body was pulled out by him in an instant, and the whole person was like a spear, accompanied by a dazzling sword flower, he broke out of the window, and the sword blade captured the sneaky person in just an instant.

"Stop!"

Song Yangui was in front of him, but when he saw the person's appearance clearly, his breathing suddenly stagnated.

"Jin Yiwei?" Song Yangui was taken aback, he looked at the silver-robed Qianhu in front of him, cautiously withdrew his sword, and said coldly: "It turned out to be Yan Qianhu, I don't know if the adults are here late at night, what are you doing?" ”

Yan Feng patted the dust on his shoulder, and he said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that Changqing Daoist's hospitality is like a spring breeze, and when I see it today, it seems that this rumor is not true." ”

Song Yangui said unceremoniously: "The adults come late at night and act like a gentleman on the beam, I'm afraid that the hospitality of no one in the world can be good enough to treat such things equally." ”

"The Taoist has a good pair of sharp teeth."

Yan Feng said lukewarmly: "The official came in a hurry, and he didn't bring a gift, I don't know if he can ignore the past suspicions and serve a cup of tea for the official?" ”

Song Yangui couldn't guess Yan Feng's intention, but after a short silence, he still put away his sword: "Please wait, my lord." ”

After that, Song Yangui walked past Yan Feng and went out of the small courtyard to prepare tea, and after a while, he turned back, without letting the other party into the house, and the two of them talked under the cold moon.

"Your Excellency, please." Song Yangui handed over the tea, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and his attitude seemed to be soft, but in fact, there was no concession in his eyes.

"Good tea."

Yan Feng tasted the tea and praised: "It is worthy of being a pillar of Taoism, and the tea of this Wudang faction is far better than the tea offered in my brocade guard." ”

"My lord praised it falsely," Song Yangui said in a calm tone: "I don't know if the adult came late at night, what advice do you have?" ”

"I don't dare to talk about it, but I have a few words I want to ask the chief." Yan Feng flicked his fingers, and the teacup crossed a straight line in the air and fell back into Song Yangui's hand.

"Your Excellency, please speak." Song Yangui's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone remained unchanged.

"There are dead people in the capital," Yan Feng said, and then smiled: "Naturally, dead people are not uncommon, the strange thing is that this dead person is the head of the Chen family in the clouds, and what is even more strange is that the corpses of the two guards who died with him have traces of Wudang swordsmanship." ”

Song Yangui's eyes sank, and he said lightly: "Wudang has been closed for a while, except for my junior brother Wangchen, no one is walking outside, and senior brother Wuchen has gone to sea at this moment in order to seek medical treatment for Qingping's nephew." ”

"So, the Taoist thinks this matter has nothing to do with Wudang?" Yan Feng asked.

"My lord Mingjian," Song Yangui hugged his fists and said, "This matter must be framed by someone's conspiracy." ”

"That's right, this is a conspiracy to frame up."

Yan Feng avoided admitting it, but instead of letting Song Yangui relax, he immediately made him feel careful.

I only heard the other party say: "However, even if someone conspires to frame him, the Wudang swordsmanship on the corpse is an indisputable fact, if you can't find the real murderer, then the official has to wronged the disciples of your faction." ”

Song Yangui frowned and said: "My lord acts like this, I'm afraid that people in the world will not accept it." ”

After Yan Feng pondered for a long time, he suddenly smiled coldly: "People in the world are not convinced, so what." ”

"What do you mean, sir!" Song Yangui changed color.

Yan Feng smiled, the hand on the embroidered spring knife on his waist moved slightly, the knife light flashed for a moment, Song Yangui immediately retreated, and soon he found that the other party did not care about this knife.

Syllable!

Song Yangui dodged Yan Feng's knife, but the teacup in his hand shattered, it was obvious that the other party was aiming for this cup in the first place.

A crisp sound of shattering sounded in the night, and soon a disciple who heard the movement came to hear it: "Senior uncle? Here's what's happening. What people! ”

When this disciple stepped into the small courtyard, the embroidered spring knife in Yan Feng's hand slashed backwards violently, and Song Yangui didn't react in anger.

When he came back to his senses, the poor disciple was already lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes were full of unbelievable fear before he died.

"Yan Feng! You are dignified and clothed and guarded thousands of households, and you have no evidence to kill my Wudang disciple! Aren't you afraid that if you break the rules, all factions in the rivers and lakes will rise up and attack! Song Yangui shouted angrily.

"The various factions in the rivers and lakes are attacking in groups?" Yan Feng seemed to have heard some joke, and bent over with a laugh, highlighting an unscrupulous one.

Song Yangui's face was extremely ugly, after a long time, Yan Feng had laughed enough, he straightened up and looked at the other party with a slight mockery and said: "Now that the matter is over, why should the Taoist deceive himself again, if the current rivers and lakes can still attract the jealousy of Jinyiwei, why do you have to talk nonsense with this official here." ”

Song Yangui panicked, Yan Feng's eyes were full of ridicule, and he continued: "The beggar gang has been destroyed, Wuyue has collapsed, the four major families of the rivers and lakes have passed by, after the death of Qi Yunzi, the Daomen fought separately, and now they are even more defeated, why did the Taoist think that Shaolin wanted to show favor to the imperial court, didn't he have to bow his head because he couldn't see a little hope." ”

Yan Feng put the knife into the sheath, spread his hands, and walked towards Song Yangui without any defense, he said with a smile: "Why, if the Dao Leader feels that what this official said is wrong, then he will take out his sword to avenge this disciple." ”

Song Yangui stared at Yan Feng deadly, but the hand holding the sword never moved.

Yan Feng shook his head and smiled: "Helpless, this official can kill your Wudang disciple casually, but the Daoist Commander can't even draw his sword in the face of the murderer, the rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes of the past, I hope the Daoist understands this truth." ”

After a long time, Song Yangui said hoarsely: "So, Jinyiwei is finally going to do something to me Wudang." ”

"It can be, but it may not be," Yan Feng said meaningfully: "How this official acts, it depends on which side is more important in the mind of the Taoist chief, between the righteousness of the rivers and lakes and the Wudang faction." ”

(End of chapter)