Qiankun, who has firmly grasped the evidence in his hands, naturally can't continue to stay here, and if people find out that he is doing these things sneakily here, it will be difficult to get out.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were not too many people in the Sword Pavilion now, and his whereabouts were hidden, he quickly left here.

After leaving the Sword Pavilion, he went to the cave to meet Ling Feng. Ling Feng saw a figure running in the distance, and was about to flee, but when he saw it carefully, he fixed his steps and stepped forward to greet him with peace of mind.

"Ling Feng, has anyone been here these days?" Qiankun hurriedly asked.

"No, it is estimated that there will be a lot of trouble now, and something big may happen soon." Ling Feng shook his head and said carefully.

Zhang Lingyun hadn't come back yet, probably still on the way to find Wu Changsheng, Qiankun began to take out a series of things of his own, and turned over to Dong Xuanzhu in the messy pile.

"There is evidence that Mu Shanhai is the culprit who stole the Hidden Sword Peak." Qiankun waved the bead with a smile on his face and handed it to Ling Feng's hand, "Shall we go and show this to the people of the Sword Pavilion?" ”

Ling Feng took this bead and didn't open it to look at it, he couldn't guarantee that this bead would only last once, and it wouldn't be released next time.

Hearing Qiankun's reckless words, he almost fainted without thunder, grabbed Qiankun's hand and didn't let him move.

"You're crazy! Of course, this valuable evidence should be kept in good care, and it should be remembered that it should not be opened until it is absolutely necessary. If you show them, will their attitudes change immediately? Will you believe us? Besides, if you are exposed to the public eye, the people of the royal capital and Mu Shanhai will catch you in tandem. Stabilize your mentality first, and when Mu Shanhai shows his true face, things will naturally take a turn for the better. Ling Feng calmly sorted out the plan, analyzed it one by one, and persuaded Qiankun.

After hearing this, Qiankun felt that it made too much sense, and couldn't stop admiring Ling Feng in his heart. At the same time, he put the beads away and stopped tinkering with the thing.

"So what can we do next?" Qiankun is also very distressed about this, and he has no clue.

"Who gave you these things? You can't have so many things, and going to him may be the only way at the moment. Ling Feng thought for a moment and said.

"That's right! Zhao Zhengkuan! Qiankun patted his head, but he had an idea.

"Alas!" Ling Feng sighed deeply and couldn't help but give him a blank look. Qiankun's IQ is not low, why is it like he has reduced his intelligence in front of him?

……

In the evening, several sword cultivators were exhausted by the high-pressure control of Mu Shanhai and Wang Wenjun, and they were tortured again and again every day, and they were fiddled to death like a wooden man, and they were crazy with grievances in their hearts, so they sat in the pavilion and drank wine.

A sword cultivator gnawed on the meat in a big gulp, already drunk with interest, holding the wine jar and pouring it violently, shouting in his mouth: "There is wine in the moon, there is wine and meat, how can there be no song?" Hongzi, sing! ”

The young man known as "Hongzi" was also staggering at this time, stumbling crookedly for a long time, lying on the table to find his balance, and feeling a trace of coolness on his face, he came to his senses.

"Here's one! Come on! ”

Seeing a group of people around him commotion, Hong Zi stood up, stepped on the table, pointed to the Sword Pavilion with drunken eyes, and said deeply: "Since everyone wants me to sing so much, then I will come to the "Ancient Sword Chapter" written by the Linghai people for our ancestors, how about it?" ”

"Hahaha! Good! ”

Hong Zi gradually cleared his throat, his expression was calm, and there was a sense of pride flying between his eyebrows, and he sang:

"You don't see the sword qi is boundless and rushes to fight with the bull, and the swordsman is depressed and blank.

If you don't see a good craftsman, you can also look like a Ming Gong, and the fire burns iron and wind.

The sharp blade is bright and frosty in the eyes, and the Tuas holds the river to decide.

Once the trap machine is gradually built, the dust invades He Miao.

The fall of Piao Yin is not yet known, but the male and female can be known.

The servants are on the side of the road, who is with the spirit?

The long night was uneven, even though the artifact was difficult to use. ”

Singing affectionately, Hong Zi suddenly choked up, and there were tears flowing out of his eyes.

It is an honor for the younger generations to have made it so far.

Hong Zi coughed twice, and his voice became even louder:

"Fortunately, today is Pengshan, Pengshan has many hidden sages since ancient times.

The psychic world dwells outside the dust, and the influence helps the world.

You can hear the poor foreign singers, Longquan is difficult to buy horses,

You can't be satisfied with your ambition, and you can't be satisfied with your life.

If there is a Sendai gentleman, he should go, and go straight to the blue sky.

Thousands of bodies have never been feared, and there is no name for entering the Tao. ”

After singing, Hong Zi smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and fell over.

"Good!"

There was a burst of applause on the field, and after cleaning up the "battlefield", someone stepped forward to pull him up, hunched him on his back, and got up and left with heavy steps.

"It's so late, shall we go back?" Blowing this cool breeze, many people woke up drunk and proposed to go back to sleep, after all, they had to get up early tomorrow.

"Go back? Haha, go to the Hanging Sky Peak! The man carrying Hongzi laughed loudly and was walking in the direction of Hanging Sky Peak.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing on the Hanging Sky Peak now! ”

Even if it's night, it doesn't mean that the people in the royal capital are not on the Hanging Sky Peak. Such a rash intrusion, whether it is Mu Shanhai or Wang Wenjun, will be blamed.

"I'm afraid of him...... Great! I'll be on! The man insisted on not listening to the advice of his companions, and vented all the dissatisfaction in his heart through alcohol.

Seeing him like this, many people also felt that it didn't matter. They all ripped off their clothes and followed shirtless.

"That's right! What are you afraid of him? This is our home, and a bunch of foreign dogs are worthy of pointing fingers at us! ”

The younger Jian Xiu, who had already sobered up, was a little afraid to go up the mountain, but out of affection, he didn't want to go back, so he stood in place, at a loss.

It just so happened that no one cared about him, but he climbed up step by step towards the fierceness of the wine, and the grievances and depression in his heart were trampled under his feet.

The moonlight sprinkled on the Hanging Sky Peak, white as day, shining on everyone's bodies, as if draped in a layer of silver gauze. Everyone accepted the moonlight bath with emotion and reveled in it.

One person got up, directly practiced the sword, drunk and fluttering, the body was sharp, the sword in his hand turned repeatedly, and a sword fell more powerfully, like an immortal drunk into the clouds; It is like a river surging and rushing down a snowy mountain.

Hearing only the sound of "sting", the sword qi was slashed in the air with a strong and domineering force, and a narrow sword mark was immediately left on the stone wall.

When the officers and soldiers who were napping on the side heard the sound, they immediately became energetic, and looked around in a panic, only to see a few shirtless drunken men making a fuss here.

"Who made a mistake!" The officers and soldiers gathered around, their faces were serious, and they shouted loudly.

"Yo he, the target is coming!" Seeing this, Jian Xiu flew up and raised his sword and ran towards the officers and soldiers.

When the officers and soldiers saw this sudden accident, they were in a hurry, and before they had time to resist, they were pierced through the shoulders by Jian Xiu, and immediately retreated in pain, covering their shoulders in fear.

The officers and soldiers were furious and fought with a group of sword cultivators.

After a while, the movement became louder and louder, and many people came to watch along the light.

Soon, Mu Shanhai came to the scene, and when he saw that his disciples were so unorthodox, he shouted: "Stop it all!" ”

"Come to the Hall of Heroes!"

When the sword cultivators heard this roar, they immediately panicked, knowing that they had made a big mistake and that they did not dare to disobey the order of the elders, so they put down their swords and walked along Mu Shanhai with their heads down.

"Smack!"

Mu Shanhai angrily threw the tea bowl at everyone's feet, so frightened that everyone was trembling, and at this time he also sobered up, without the momentum just now.

Mu Shanhai pointed to a few recalcitrant fingers and trembled, so angry that he couldn't speak for a while. Several sword cultivators stood aside in shame, waiting for Mu Shanhai to fall.

"Brute! Are you going to tear down the Sword Pavilion?! Mu Shanhai scolded.

Wang Wenjun glanced at the injuries on the officers and soldiers, his eyes became cold, and he choked Mu Shanhai unceremoniously: "Elder Mu, explain!" ”

"Captain Wang, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and this kind of thing will never happen again!"

"Chen Shan is here! Drag them all into prison and lock them up in the same place! Mu Shanhai said bitterly.

Chen Shanzai, the red-clothed sword cultivator who was the head of the five cultivators of the Sword Pavilion, stood in front of several sword cultivators with a grim expression.

"Senior brother, you help us intercede for the elders, we didn't mean it!"

As soon as I heard that I was going to be locked in a big prison with the empty bucket, the degree of mistake was too deep! Isn't it a matter of being directly divided into the same charges as traitors?

But Chen Shanzai ignored their pleas, just turned his head and gestured to the sword cultivators next to him, dragging all these troublesome sword cultivators down.

Mu Shanhai came down to Wang Wenjun and said gently: "Captain Wang, do you think this is okay?" ”

"Hmph, if there is a next time, your Sword Pavilion should really be beaten and beaten!"

Wang Wenjun took the officers and soldiers and left violently. Several sword cultivators who watched this scene were silent and did not dare to speak.

No one could have imagined that before finding out the truth of the facts, between the disciple and the royal capital, Mu Shanhai chose the royal capital without hesitation.