As Fang Cun's voice spread far away, the Qingjiang city was already depressed.

And around, Meng Zhixue, He Zhenzhang, Meng Qing'er and others, hearing this reprimand, all turned pale, and their hands and feet trembled, they never expected that Fang Ergongzi would choose to directly accuse Mr. Fan in person at this time with the Shoushan Sect.

"What is the use of such accusations?"

"Second Prince Fang's method is now straightforward and absurd?"

For a while, they were all frightened, and a great panic rose in their hearts.

As Fang Cun said this, they could already feel the depression and tension around them, and they felt even more embarrassed.

They had followed Fang Cun since the beginning of the Spirit Mist Sect, and had made up their minds to help him, and they were even ready for a death match, but they didn't expect that Fang Cun would be such an act as soon as they came up, so how could they help?

And when a group of people were in a panic, Yu Qingli in the crowd looked around, and then quietly left the crowd, he preached in the small building before Fang Cun, and saw Xiao Qingliu sitting on Erlang's legs in front of a twenty-eight-year-old tofu selling lady stall drinking bean curd, so he came to his side silently, and whispered: "A bowl of tofu brain, sweet!"

As soon as Xiao Qingliu looked up and saw him, he was taken aback, got up and sat down, and said with a smile: "Why is Master Yu here?"

Yu Qing was expressionless, glanced at the air, and said, "What is the plan of the child?"

Xiao Qingliu was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "What are you going to do?"

Yu Qingli glanced at him and said, "I'm not a bad person, you don't have to guard me like this!"

Xiao Qingliu's face suddenly hesitated, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

Yu Qingli glanced at Xiao Qingliu seriously and said, "If the son tells me not to tell me, then you can not say it......"

"The implication is that if the son didn't tell him, then he can't say it?"

Xiao Qingliu thought in his heart, being looked at by Yu Qingliu's eyes, he was really a little uncomfortable, so he had to smile and said: "It's not that I can't say it, everyone in the Mountain Guarding Sect knows it, it's just that Yu Ye has something to do, so the son didn't let me discuss with Yu Ye......"

Yu Qing said: "My business is over, and now I also want to help Fang Er Gongzi!"

"Those who know that you are here to repay your kindness, and those who don't know think that you are here to take revenge......"

Xiao Qingliu sneered in his heart, and said with a smile: "At first, the son's plan was very simple, he wanted to ask the prince of the Bai family as a witness, and then in the name of the Shoushan Sect, contact several other major sects, and make the matter of the transaction between the Seven Clans and the demon Venerable in the south public, and the benefits will be shared equally by everyone, no one will lose, and no one will lose...... It's just that I didn't expect that Mr. Fan had already protected the people of the Seven Clans......"

Yu Qingli raised her eyebrows and said, "Then what?"

Xiao Qingliu suddenly laughed and said, "Of course, there is only a broken pen......"

looked a little proud: "Do you know what a broken pen is?"

Yu Qingli frowned and glanced at him.

Xiao Qingliu sneered: "What are you angry about, let me tell you...... The tattered pen is, Childe asked me to go back to Liuhu and invited a friend who is in the murder business to come over and help!"

"Murder?"

Hearing this, Yu Qingli's face turned colder, and he looked up at the people beside Mr. Fan: "How many do you have to kill?"

Xiao Qingliu laughed and said, "Why bother so much, just one is enough!"

......

......

"Hahaha, good ......"

And in the face of Fang Cun's merciless shouting, Mr. Fan was already laughing angrily at this time, his gray beard trembled, he raised his finger and pointed forward, his face was full of helplessness: "The old man thinks that you are my junior, and that your brother and I have friendship, how many opportunities have been left for you before and after, and how much room has been left for you, I never thought that you would be such a person who is full of nonsense and does not respect the elders......"

"Elders?"

Fang Cun had heard Mr. Fan say something similar many times, but this time he suddenly interrupted him.

His eyes were calm, and he looked directly at Mr. Fan: "When the old gentleman arrives at this time, he still wants to claim to be my elder?"

Mr. Fan was choked and angry: "At that time, I had a relationship with your brother, and I had a ......"

"Yes, Mr. Fan once had a good relationship with my brother and took him as a confidant, and when my brother first revealed the theft of the vitality of the people in the three thousand miles of Lingzhou and was chased and killed by the assassins of the Heavenly Walking Dao, it was Mr. Fan who came forward and resolved this catastrophe for my brother, so in this way, whether it is my brother, or me, or even my family, they all owe you the affection of the old man......"

Fang Cun's voice was faint, and he said it very bluntly.

Mr. Fan was stunned, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, but now in front of everyone's eyes, he didn't want to, let alone argue about anything at this time, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Fang Cun's face, and said abruptly: "You also know!"

And the people around couldn't help but stir when they heard this.

The name of the Immortal Master's square ruler is known to everyone in the entire Great Xia.

He was originally a qi refiner who went out of Qingjiang, and he once left so many benevolent and righteous acts in Qingjiang to kill demons and save people, the most important thing is that his later identity is too high, and his reputation is too loud, so the entire Qingjiang is known to everyone, no one knows, and even the vast majority of the people of Qingjiang regard it as the pride of Qingjiang.

Although now, under the deliberate promotion of some people, there are gradually some bad words.

But these words, after all, only appeared after Fang Qi's death, and they were all private conversations, and they didn't dare to say it publicly.

Therefore, in the hearts of the vast majority of Qingjiang people, the identity of Fang Qi is still very high!

Now Fang Cun suddenly mentioned his brother's name, and even mentioned some past events, as well as the things that circulated in Qingjiang on weekdays, Mr. Fan once saved the immortal master, which made many people even more interested, and subconsciously they were a little concerned, and what they didn't understand was that listening to them say this, it seemed that Mr. Fan was indeed very kind to their Fang family, so this second son of Fang ......

And when he heard that Mr. Fan actually took the opportunity to admit the matter of saving people, Fang Cun had a smile on his face.

"It's also a guide to my brother, and it's a life-saving grace......"

He looked at Mr. Fan with a smile and shook his head slightly: "The old man's face is really big......"

Mr. Fan's face suddenly became extremely ugly: "Huangkou Xiaoer, what ......are you talking about?"

Before the words fell, Fang Cun's eyes suddenly looked at him, and he shouted: "Mr. Fan often talks to the outside world, he once instructed my brother to practice, so I don't know what my brother has been instructed by you? Everyone knows that my brother was familiar with you at the beginning, and then he grew older, but he became more and more alienated from you, you only talk about his ingratitude, so dare you tell others, why is he estranged from you?"

This series of questions was asked, which made Mr. Fan's face change slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak.

But Fang Cun had already followed closely: "If the old gentleman wants to say, he must tell the truth, you must know that my brother also has a few friends alive!"

"You ......"

Mr. Fan's face changed, and he immediately put on a look of reluctance to deal with you.

And Fang Cun snorted coldly and asked the last question: "And what I am most concerned about is that since Mr. Fan said that he once saved my brother in the hands of Tianxingdao, then I want to ask, how did you save my brother?"

Mr. Fan didn't expect him to ask this question directly, and his expression was already subconscious.

"Old Mr. Fan's cultivation is profound, so that the Tianxing Dao assassins have to be afraid?"

"Or is Mr. Fan highly respected, and the assassins of the Heavenly Way are also very in awe of you?"

"Or is it that Mr. Fan already has a friendship with the Celestial Path Assassins?"

Fang Cun asked three questions in a row, and every time he asked a question, he had a smile on his face and ridiculed, and Mr. Fan's face sank a little.

Which of the three questions can be answered?

The assassin who said that Tianxingdao was afraid of himself, and this was to provoke those mad dogs in public?

Saying that he is highly respected and can make those mad dogs fearful, this is tantamount to taking the initiative to find trouble, and he is too thick-skinned!

And said that he was a dignified county guard and had a relationship with the Celestial Path assassins......

Isn't that the standard befriending of demons?

Therefore, Mr. Fan, who is usually leisurely and calm, and has a very extraordinary demeanor, his face was a little ugly at this time.

And Fang Cun looked at his face, he didn't seem surprised at all, his tone was a little slower, he smiled lightly, and said: "If these are not these, if Mr. Fan saved my brother again, then I think there is only one reason left......

All the Qi Refiners around subconsciously pricked up their ears, as if they wanted to know.

Fang Cun looked at Mr. Fan and said softly, "Isn't it only the employer who can convince the assassin to stop?"

"Huh!"

Everyone's faces became extremely shocked at this time.

I don't know how many eyes looked at Mr. Fan as if they had seen a ghost.

The Tianxingdao assassin back then, was Mr. Fan looking for him?

"Nonsense!"

And when he heard this, Mr. Fan's face changed instantly, his facial features were even a little distorted, and he was chilled, the matter of the Immortal Master Fang Qi being chased and killed by the Tianxing Dao assassins back then was actually not a big deal in Qingjiang County, but later the Immortal Master Fang Qi became famous, and this matter spread more and more widely, getting bigger and bigger, how could he have such a big head, dare to let people detain this black pot?

I didn't care about anything for a while, but just denied it: "You kid don't want to lie, how can the old man do such an evil thing?"

Fang Cun smiled: "Then at least the old gentleman knows the Tianxing Dao assassin is true?"

Old Mr. Fan sighed: "The old man is a scribe, how can he have some collusion with the assassin cult?"

Fang Cun asked urgently: "If you don't know, how can you save people?"

Mr. Fan was silent again.

Extremely embarrassing, suspicious, and very aggrieved silence......

And in this silence, many people looked at him with some suspicion in their eyes......