Chapter 109: A Crappy Conspiracy!
Feng Wushuang's face was pale at the moment, as if he was injured, looking at the young man in front of him, his expression was gloomy like water:
"Senior Brother Hou, the owner of this courtyard is my friend, and I hope Senior Brother Hou can give me Feng Wushuang a face!
Feng Wushuang was injured by Yunhu before, and he didn't recover until recently, and then he heard that Ye Nan had returned to the inner gate, so he came here to visit several times, but he never saw Ye Nan, and when he came today, he happened to encounter a group of people in front of him who broke into the courtyard, so he stopped it.
Hearing Feng Wushuang's words, the Yin Owl Youth's eyes flickered. This Feng Wushuang is the young master of the Feng family, if it is normal, he will not offend anything he says. But he was instructed to do it today, but he had to do it.
"Feng Wushuang, it's not that I'm looking for trouble on purpose today, it's that your friend has occupied my residence, how can I not ask him to understand!"
"As far as I know, Senior Brother Hou's residence has moved out of this place, how can this be your courtyard?" Feng Wushuang frowned slightly, and shouted in a deep voice.
"Hmph! I moved out of here, but today I want to move back again! No?" the young man surnamed Hou knew that he had a lame excuse, but he didn't care about it, and said directly.
Hearing this, Feng Wushuang's brows furrowed even deeper. And the phoenix spirit behind him was even more furious, and shouted:
"Hou Dongqiang, the sect has its own rules, and if you say you will move, you will go back, and the sect will allow you to come nonsense!"
"Hehe, Senior Sister Feng Ling, you're thinking wrong, what do you think this is?"
After that, the young man surnamed Hou flipped his palm, and a wooden card appeared in his hand. He shook towards Feng Wushuang and the others, very proud.
"Courtyard number plate!"
The Feng Wushuang brothers and sisters were all slightly stunned when they saw the number plate of the courtyard on this wooden sign, and when they figured it out, their faces became even more gloomy.
"Only send a madman to bark, why doesn't your master come?"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a figure appeared in the courtyard at some point.
"Ye Nan!"
Seeing the comer, the Feng Wushuang brothers and sisters were full of surprise and immediately stepped forward to say hello.
A smile appeared on Ye Nan's gloomy face, and he nodded at the two.
"You are Ye Nan!" the young man surnamed Hou asked in a condensed voice at this moment.
"If I say yes, will you bite me?" Ye Nan had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were like sharp arrows, which made the young man surnamed Hou feel cold all over.
"Do you know that you occupy my courtyard?" the young man surnamed Hou forcibly calmed down, and said in a cold voice at this moment.
"Your courtyard?" Ye Nan's mouth was cold, his eyes flashed violently, and he looked directly at the young man surnamed Hou: "You say this sentence again!"
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost! What if I say it twice!" The young man surnamed Hou flashed with a fierce light in his eyes, and said with a sneer:
"This is my ......"
However, as soon as the young man surnamed Hou was halfway through his words, his mind suddenly ached, as if something was about to tear his soul apart.
"Ah!!h
The young man surnamed Hou wanted to endure it, but the pain had touched his soul, making him scream and lie on the ground and howl bitterly.
"Senior Brother Hou!"
More than a dozen inner disciples behind the young man surnamed Hou were shocked, and quickly stepped forward to check, only to see that the young man surnamed Hou had blood on his facial features at the moment, and his face was hideous and distorted, which was extremely terrifying.
The terrible screams of the young man surnamed Hou made everyone here shiver, and their eyes widened one by one, feeling unbelievable.
They didn't understand why the young man surnamed Hou suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, and his facial features were bleeding, but they knew that it must be related to Ye Nan.
Not only them, but at this moment, on a huge tree a hundred feet away from the courtyard, the two figures looked condescendingly at everything that happened in the courtyard, and they also felt incredulous.
"Deacon Blue, do you see how he attacks?"
One of the young men was short and short, and his eyes were shining at the courtyard at the moment, full of doubts.
Next to the young man was a middle-aged man who was fat like a ball, his brows were furrowed at this moment, and his triangular eyes flashed with an uncertain light: "This attack is invisible and invisible, somewhat similar to a soul attack!"
"Impossible!" said the sturdy young man, in a denied breath.
"All the sect disciples have already done soul testing when they are just getting started, and there are very few people with strong souls over the years. Moreover, once a martial artist really starts to cultivate, their soul and body will be completely integrated together, and it is impossible to attack without body!"
Deacon Lan just said this, he also didn't think it was a soul attack, he nodded at this moment and said, "It's probably a special martial art, you have to be careful when the time comes!"
"Don't worry!" After the young man finished speaking, the light in his eyes flashed:
"It's almost time for you to play!"
Deacon Lan smiled gloomily at this moment, and then his fat figure flashed, and he jumped down the giant tree with great agility and walked quickly in the direction of the courtyard.
"Stop!"
Before the person arrived, Deacon Blue immediately let out a loud shout. The triangular eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
Seeing Deacon Lan, more than a dozen inner disciples who came with the young man surnamed Hou were overjoyed, and quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter at the moment.
After hearing this, Deacon Lan squinted at the young man surnamed Hou, and when he saw the miserable appearance of the young man surnamed Hou, his heart suddenly burst out, and his gaze moved towards Ye Nan became more and more unkind:
"Your hand?"
Ye Nan just stood quietly in place, watching coldly: "Which eye did you see me do it?"
After that, he pointed his finger at the dozen or so inner disciples, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you see it?" or you!"
As if sensing the coldness in Ye Nan's words, these inner disciples all felt their hearts beat wildly, and they slowly lowered their heads, not daring to respond.
Seeing this scene, Deacon Lan's eyes flashed with fierceness, and shouted: "You are the most suspicious of what happened just now, and you still want to quibble!"
Ye Nan's cold eyes swept over Deacon Lan, he knew that although this Deacon Lan only had the realm of the second turn of stars, he was a descendant of the Lan family, and relying on this identity and more than ten years of experience in the Sword Forging Sect, he became the deacon of the inner gate and was in charge of the affairs of the inner door.
"Suspicion, since you have already said suspicion, tell me, what is your evidence?" Ye Nan wanted to see what tricks the people of the Lan family could come up with, and asked in a deep voice at this moment.
"Evidence?" a sneer appeared at the corner of Deacon Lan's mouth, and then his finger pointed directly at the young man surnamed Hou who was dying on the ground:
"He's the proof! Now I suspect that you used strange means to seriously injure your fellow disciples, and you deserve to be punished!"
Hearing Deacon Lan's words, Feng Wushuang and the others on the side had extremely ugly faces.
The matter in front of him is extremely clear, the young man surnamed Hou and this Deacon Lan are obviously in the same group, otherwise it is impossible for the young man surnamed Hou to be injured in front of him, and Deacon Lan will arrive over there, and with Ye Nan's delicate relationship with the Lan family now, all this is not difficult to understand.
"Deacon Lan, you are not in charge of the inner gate alone, aren't you afraid of being criticized by others for doing this?" Feng Wushuang naturally wouldn't be afraid of Deacon Lan, but he was worried about Ye Nan, and all of this was obviously premeditated to deal with Ye Nan.
According to the rules of our inner gate, if there is a personal grudge between disciples, they can fight in a decisive battle on the platform of life and death, but this disciple has violated the rules of the door by taking action privately, and it is necessary to punish him!"
After that, Deacon Lan rolled his triangular eyes and looked at Ye Nan: "If you commit a first offense, I will punish you for guarding the Black Canyon Medicine Garden for a month!"
Hearing this, Feng Wushuang wanted to speak, but was stopped by Ye Nan: "Okay!
Ye Nan's eyes were gloomy, he knew that it would be useless if he continued to argue at this moment, since these people were targeting themselves, they must have designed all this.
Seeing that Ye Nan agreed, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Deacon Lan's mouth, and then he asked more than a dozen inner disciples to carry the young man surnamed Hou away before leaving this place slowly.
After all these people left, Feng Wushuang said anxiously: "Brother Ye, you shouldn't agree to come down. That Ye Ling has already married Lan Fei, all of this is obviously instigated by Lan Fei!"
Ye Nan didn't speak, just patted Feng Wushuang's shoulder. He didn't know that just for the sake of the ugly message, he had to stay at the Sword Forging Gate, and he had to endure it.
"I hope you can play new tricks, otherwise it will be too boring!"
Ye Nan looked at the direction in which Deacon Lan and the others left, and murderous intent loomed in his eyes.