"The eldest son!"

In the midst of the ruins buried by fire, as far as the eye could see, the ashes of the flames fluttered like dust, and the billowing smoke rose into the sky, as if the world was shrouded in darkness.

Xun Yuzhan was crushed under the rubble, and he couldn't find the slightest scar on his body, but in his eyes that were almost closed, he had lost his lustre, and it was difficult to find life in it.

Xun Yuzhan only felt so sleepy and tired, and wanted to fall asleep, but in a trance, the voice that had disappeared sounded again, and this time, it was so clear.

"The eldest son!"

Xun Yuzhan opened his eyes slightly, narrowing into a slit, as if to confirm whether the voice was real.

"The eldest son, the eldest prince!"

The voice shouted twice, one heavier than the other, and was so close that it seemed as if the one who spoke was beside him.

Xun Yuzhan shuddered, the rubble behind him was shocked by the shock, and it fell on his hair and nose, as if a layer of dust was covered in front of his eyes, he raised his head and looked forward hard, but in the billowing smoke and dust, he saw a shadow slowly walking towards him.

The shadow was hidden in the smoke, and it was only a virtual shadow, which made it difficult for people to see the real thing, and even to distinguish the gender. And the shadow walked so slowly, with its head held high and its steps calm, as if it regarded the rubble and embers on the ground and the smoke and dust in the sky as nothing.

Outside the smoke and dust, a dazzling light suddenly lit up, which was so dazzling.

But Xun Yuzhan met the light and opened his eyes wide.

"The eldest son!"

Xun Yuzhan turned over and sat up, he looked around blankly, and found that the place where he was a study. The tables and chairs in the room were crooked, more than a dozen classic bamboo slips were scattered aside, the candlesticks in the corner were poured with lamp oil on the ground, and the broken wine jugs and wine glasses beside him...... Only the rustic sword case lay peacefully on the ground, so out of place with everything around it.

Xun Yuzhan's eyes were glazed, as if he was still immersed in that dream and did not wake up, and his mood became very low.

A wave of fatigue hit, his head stabbed badly, Xun Yuzhan looked pained, clenched his fist and hit the back of his neck a few times, and then shook it vigorously, and the pain was slightly relieved.

"The eldest son!"

Someone outside the house was banging desperately on the door, shouting loudly, Xun Yuzhan looked at it, laughed miserably with a pale face, and then got up on his knees to open the door.

Outside the door of the "big ......" was a very young disciple, seeing that the door was suddenly opened, the disciple's raised hand was stunned in mid-air, and only then did he stomp his feet and said hurriedly: "Big Prince, you can be considered awake!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Xun Yuzhan felt a pang in his heart, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Old Wei is gathering all the disciples of the sect, eldest prince, you can go with me first, and then explain to you on the way!" The disciple's face was full of urgency, and he didn't wait for Xun Yuzhan to respond, so he hurriedly turned around and ran out.

Xun Yu looked at the back of the disciple, thoughtful, and then he looked in the direction of the atrium, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the door.

Outside, the sun was scorching, and it was already daylight.

"What the hell is going on?"

Halfway through, Xun Yuzhan looked around, feeling the strange atmosphere in Xunmen at the moment, his heart became more and more panicked, and he hurriedly asked again.

That belt

The disciple of the road clenched the long sword in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth and said: "Last night, Wei Lao had something to do and left the door a little, and the second prince deceived the three disciples who were guarding him, killed the other four three disciples who were keeping vigil at the gate, and escaped!"

Rumble!

The voice fell, as if a thunderbolt exploded in Xun Yuzhan's heart!

"What did you say?!" Xun Yuzhan didn't know where he got the strength, and stepped forward and grabbed the disciple's clothes, pulling the other party back alive. He glared at the disciple with an expression of suspicion that he had misheard, "You say it again?"

How did the disciple expect that the eldest prince, who had always been weak, reacted so violently at this moment, that he was suddenly a little frightened, so frightened that he swallowed his saliva, and then carefully repeated the words.

"Impossible!"

Xun Yuzhan's eyes almost widened, he thought of Xun Yuning, who he had only met last night, and remembered the words Xun Yuning had said to him, with a hideous face as if he was about to swallow the disciple in front of him alive.

"No matter how Yu Ning is, he can't do such a thing!" Xun Yuzhan glared at the poor disciple in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "You are a disciple of the first sect! What is your name! How dare you spread rumors in front of me! Be careful that this son will punish you!"

The disciple felt aggrieved and looked like he was about to cry. He only heard the news this morning, and now the entire Xunmen is spreading it, and it can't be his turn to talk about crime!

But when he saw Xun Yuzhan's righteous head, he naturally didn't dare to contradict it, so he could only reply resignedly: "Hui eldest prince, he is a disciple of the sixth sect, Cheng Li, this news came from Wei Lao, such a big thing...... Even if you borrow a few guts from your disciples, you don't dare to talk nonsense!"

Xun Yuzhan's pupils suddenly dilated at that time, and he slowly let go of the hand holding Cheng Li's shirt.

"From Old Wei?"

His heart suddenly cooled in half.

Cheng Li rubbed his neck, and said in his heart that it was indeed a correct choice to move out of Wei Lao's name, and then he gasped a few times, and said urgently: "Eldest son, don't say it yet, come with me!"

Xun Yuzhan held his head with both hands, his nails were almost embedded in his scalp, and he was already confused for a while.

"Grand Prince?" Cheng Li had never seen Xun Yuzhan like this, and he didn't dare to approach him immediately, so he asked cautiously.

Xun Yuzhan took a few deep breaths and calmed down a little, he knew that now was not the time to be entangled here, and the top priority was to figure out what was going on. Then he glared ahead, gritted his teeth and said, "Lead the way!"

Cheng Lideng ran forward as if he had been amnestied, and Xun Yuzhan raised his legs to follow.

After a long time, Cheng Lifang arrived at the destination with Xun Yuzhan, which was next to the corridor not far from the gate, and at this moment the surroundings were already crowded with the elders and disciples in Xunmen, but everyone lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to breathe, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

Xun Yuzhan desperately squeezed through the crowd and walked inside, and the disciples who were watching were suddenly pushed, and they were a little angry for a while, and when they turned their heads and saw that it was the eldest prince, they honestly put back the anger and obediently got out of the way.

In the corridor surrounded by a bluestone arena, lay four corpses covered with white cloths, and beside the corpses knelt two shirtless young disciples, both of whom were carrying heavy wattles, whose skin had been pierced and blood flowing.

Although it was autumn at this time, the afternoon sun was also quite scorching, and the two kneeling people were sweating, mixed with blood, flowing into the wound, stinging abnormally, but the two clenched their teeth and said no

He was willing to be punished.

And there was another person in the field, it was Wei Dingshan in a white robe. He was now standing upright, a long sword clenched in his right hand, his head buried deeply, his gray, messy sideburns flying wantonly.

He stood there, but his body seemed to exude a monstrous momentum, exerting great coercion in all directions, so that the people around him were already quite strained just to stand, and those with poor concentration were already trembling, and it was already very difficult to breathe, let alone talk to each other.

Wei Dingshan suddenly spoke: "As my disciples, you two neglected your duties and let go of the second son who was in confinement, so it caused this disaster. I will punish you both for this, and will you have any complaints?"

The voice was like rolling thunder, deep and low, with a faint anger, as if it came from all directions, echoing in the sky above this direction.

The two kneeling people were in a cold sweat, and the pain was abnormal, but they knew that they were deeply guilty, and Wei Dingshan would already be merciful if he didn't give them death, and what was it to suffer from such flesh and skin at this moment, how could there be a trace of complaint?

"The disciple deserves this punishment!" the two said in a loud voice.

"Very good!" Wei Dingshan raised his head, looked directly at the two of them, and said coldly: "After sunset, you two will go and get a hundred rods for yourself, and the punishment for the teacher will be revealed, and they will all wait for the head to come back, and then see how you are!"

"Disciple commands!" the two bowed their heads and kowtowed heavily.

The rest of the people outside the arena gasped when they heard this. Those two disciples were so young and their cultivation was not high, and they were already quite tortured if they only carried the punishment of "bearing the thorn" with their bodies, and if they were punished with another hundred rods...... How different is this from the death penalty?

Besides, even if you really have to carry your life, will you still be there when the head comes back?

Everyone sighed in their hearts, sighing for the two of them, but also knowing that the two of them really deserved it, let go of the people, and killed four brothers of the same sect, even if they repaid with their lives, they should be.

Everyone was sighing for a long time, and suddenly a person rushed out of the crowd.

"Weber!"

Listening to this voice, everyone knew who it was without looking at it, and there was only one person who could call Wei Dingshan by this affectionate name in this Xunmen.

Xun Yuzhan ran to Wei Dingshan, his face was shocked and angry. He glanced at the four corpses under the white cloth, then at the two disciples who were kneeling, and finally looked at Wei Dingshan.

His eyes were full of sorrow: "Weber, what the hell is this......"

Wei Dingshan stared, and after a long time, he said bitterly: "Last night, Yuning ...... him"

"I'm not asking this!" Xun Yuzhan interrupted Wei Dingshan loudly, his cheeks seemed to tremble: "Why do you say that this was done by Yuning, how could he do such a thing?"

"The old man didn't want to believe it. ”

Wei Dingshan's face sank, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.

There was silence again.

Then he slowly handed the long sword in his right hand to Xun Yuzhan, and sighed heavily: "But the facts are already in front of ......"

"You should recognize that this sword belongs to Yuning. ”

"The wounds on those four people also came from this sword. ”

And Yuning he ...... After leaving last night, I still don't know where to go. ”

Xun Yuzhan's hands trembled, and as a result, the sword was held tightly in his hand.

Suddenly burst into tears.