Liu Mianxi couldn't bear to let Zifeng go through such pain, and he didn't want Qingyue to get involved, so he decided to go and find out alone.

First found the person Zifeng said, followed him all the way into the bathroom, and saw that there was indeed an embroidery with a phoenix pattern in his sleeve, which was very similar to the totem of the Fengyang faction.

It was basically determined that he was the one who committed the arson, thinking that Zifeng would no longer be afraid and sad if he killed him, and he was thinking about how to make him disappear unknowingly.

Just as he was about to get out of the bathroom, he heard the two of them say:

"You joined the Fengyang faction, how many silver taels did they give you?" The other clutched his purse and said:

"Aren't you also a member of the Fengyang faction now, now everyone is the same, you don't know how much to send. Don't fool me, this little money was exchanged for my life, and I relied on it for the rest of my life. But the man continued:

"Now that the rivers and lakes are full of people from the Fengyang faction, there is no distinction between you and me, brother, why are you so stingy?" Saying that you have to grab it.

Liu Mianxi clearly saw that their cuffs also had the same pattern, so he had a plan in his heart, walked up and grabbed it, and said with a smile:

"The two brothers don't rob me, since I come to my Fengyang faction, I won't be treated badly, and I am just curious to know if the Jianghu sect really intends to submit to my Fengyang faction. Let's sit down and point out the maze. As he spoke, he took out a large bag of silver from his bosom, and when the two of them saw the silver, their eyes lit up, and they agreed to anything.

The two were extremely enthusiastic and scrambled to say:

"Since the sect suppressed bandits, many disciples who have become mountain bandits have been taken to one place to gather one after another. It wasn't until the general trend of the five major sects had gone that these disciples returned to each sect to dominate the overall situation. Although the six major factions are here now, they are all members of the Fengyang faction in secret. After a cup of tea, he continued:

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the one who stirs up the storm is most likely the Fengyang faction. Neither of us is from the six major factions, but we came here when we saw the disciples recruited by the Fengyang faction. Liu Mianxi didn't know that the Fengyang faction was recruiting disciples, and after careful inquiry, he learned that the entrance of the six major sects was optional.

He secretly felt strange in his heart, but there was no evidence, and he was able to connect everything together enough to see through this situation.

Towards the end of the martial arts conference, Liu Mianxi finally found that although each faction was wearing different clothes, there was always a certain mark on his wrist.

He couldn't go and check them all out, so he had to go in and out of the bathroom frequently, and as he expected, they were all the same patterns.

It wasn't until he saw that all the clothes had patterns on the cuffs, except that he was shocked and his back was cold, and all this came to his face so much that he was suffocated.

used to be the person who treated him the most, the one who accepted him regardless of his previous suspicions, and he was a man who was playing tricks from beginning to end.

I don't know what face to face him, and I don't know what kind of heart to get along with Qingyue again. He lost his original intention and lost himself.

He couldn't ignore Gu Qingting's death, nor could he forget the departure of his brother, he became a knife in the hands of the enemy, and even became his relative, he felt that all this was extremely ironic, ridiculous and sad