Chapter 112: Flying Disaster
After learning that this person was the leader of this sequence, Li Jingtian hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Thank you for the boss's teachings!" 'Lord, this person has just arrived, so he has received this honor, and he has also ...... this miracle medicine' Seeing that Li Jingtian and the others had all gone down, one of them immediately stepped forward to say to the man in gold.
"This person is the boss of Wu who has guaranteed the ticket!...... is also expected" Hearing this, the gold-clothed man frowned slightly, and immediately set his eyes on His Highness's Udin. Seeing this, Udin immediately stepped forward and fell to the ground: "Not only has this person been accustomed to blackmailing and extorting people before! Moreover, the previous case of destroying the Golden Sword Gate was also committed by this person himself; such a ruthless person must not be a righteous and conspiracy! Naudin kowtowed like garlic. 'Since Boss Wu has already identified this person, there is no need to discuss the rank' After asking about the situation in detail, the gold-clothed man immediately waved his hand and retreated from everyone.
Let's talk about Li Jingtian. Thinking of what I saw today, on the way back, I couldn't help but think about it, 'Listen to what Boss Yin said; The subordinates of this unification alliance are all arranged in the order of the heavenly and earthly branches, and there are at least 20 or so people in the rank of the emperor alone; in this way, there are nearly 500 people in the name and position alone! If according to what he said, these people are all in charge of the same faction, it is not an exaggeration to say that this unification alliance has included the entire Jianghu martial arts!
But in addition to being frightened, Li Jingtian couldn't help but worry again. "With the strength of this unification alliance, it is not said that the Li family in Jinan is powerless to shake it; even if the three factions of Shaolin, Wudang, and the Beggar Gang are combined, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete with them!" Therefore, I ...... it," Li Jingtian pondered. Thinking of this, Li Jingtian obediently obeyed his orders. As soon as he returned home, he waited for Boss Nayin's instructions with nothing to do. So a few days later, as soon as the order of the boss of Nayin came, Li Jingtian, who had already prepared neatly, embarked on a trip to the Tianshan faction with him.
Xingqing Mansion, the capital of Western Xia. It was almost noon, and the capital was naturally full of traffic and crowds. As the leader of the martial arts sect of the Western Xia Kingdom, Yipintang is located in the east corner of the imperial city. At this moment, in this large, heavily guarded, and rather majestic luxury building, a young man was walking anxiously back and forth in the huge back garden. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he stared in a daze, and finally he simply put his head in his hands, and crouched in the corner of the garden in contemplation.
This person's name is Wei Chenglie. Although he is not the owner of this building, he is a well-known figure in the hall led by Li Fuchao, the owner of this hall. This Li Fuchao was not only a leader of the martial arts in the Western Xia, but also a law enforcement officer in the rivers and lakes of the Middle Kingdom; in addition, he was also the former general of the Western Xia Palace, so it can be said that he was a figure with his hands and eyes to the sky! With the careful care of such a big man, it is said that the life of a person like Wei Chenglie, who wants to be windy and rainy, should be carefree. It turned out that just three days ago, Li Fuchao suddenly fell ill with a strange disease, and he had not thought about tea and rice for several days! At this moment, looking at the small seedling that he planted with Li Fuchao when he first came to Yipintang, it has grown into a big tree, while the originally strong tree next to it is becoming thinner and more dry and withered.
"Young hall master, the ginseng soup has been prepared; it's ......" While thinking about it, a subordinate stepped forward to report. 'Okay, good, good, I'll send it myself......' Wei Chenglie, who had woken up from his contemplation, hurriedly replied. Ma Li came to the kitchen and said, "Can you add those cordyceps I bought yesterday?" asked Wei Chenglie. 'It's all in, and I stayed up all night last night!' replied the servant. 'Such a great thing to replenish vitality, eating it will definitely be of great benefit to the eldest brother. Seeing the heat of the soup, Wei Chenglie said secretly, and when he ordered someone to put out the ginseng soup, he hurriedly brought it into the back hall in person.
"Big brother, are you feeling better, do you have some appetite?" Seeing that Li Fuchao was still standing in front of the hall with a pale face, Wei Chenglie asked softly. 'Well, it's better, big brother is okay! you don't need to worry. Li Fu replied angrily. Although Li Fuchao and Wei Chenglie asked to be called only brothers on weekdays, in fact, in Wei Chenglie's heart, he had already regarded this eldest brother who had brought him up single-handedly as his father! At this time, seeing Li Fuchao's eyes sunken, he looked as if he had aged ten years in just a few days; although Wei Chenglie was in great pain in his heart, his words came to his mouth; when he thought of his eldest brother's temper, he could only offer the ginseng soup with both hands: 'Big brother, this is a century-old ginseng that I bought by someone, and stewed it with some fine cordyceps; ’
You are now grown up, and you must not spend any more money on your eldest brother. Li Fuchao said, and casually put the bowl of ginseng soup on the table. Hearing this, Wei Chenglie knew that it was useless to say more. I had to say that Li Fuchao was forcibly helped on the couch first, and then hurriedly took the ginseng soup, and once again presented it to him, saying, "Big brother, this kind of nourishing thing needs to be taken while it is hot; After finishing speaking, he took out the spoon and sent it to Li Fuchao's mouth. Li Fuchao was helpless, so he had to stutter.
When I was young, after drinking a bowl of ginseng soup, I saw that Li Fuchao seemed to have some spirits. Speaking again at this time, Li Fuchao told the cause of his illness. It turned out that a few days ago, Xiao Jingjing, the head of the Tianshan faction who was Li Fuchao's only confidante, was killed outside the city of Guozhou by accident! Wei Chenglie knew; This Xiao Jingjing has always been considerate to the eldest brother, and Li Fuchao also has a good impression of him on weekdays, but what makes people wonder is that although the two are in love, the eldest brother has never refused to marry him home. But even so, Xiao Jingjing is still the same, and she is still very concerned about Li Fuchao. It is precisely because of this relationship that Wei Chenglie was able to live with Xiao Jingjing in the Tianshan Mountains for many years, and it was not until he became an adult that he returned to the side of Li Fuchao of Yipintang. Because of this, although Wei Chenglie knew that he was an orphan since he was a child, he never lacked the care of an elder.
At this moment, when he heard that Xiao Jingjing, who he regarded as his mother, was suddenly poisoned, Wei Chenglie immediately jumped up. "Who did it, did the eldest brother find the clue?" Wei Chenglie said urgently. 'That's why the eldest brother feels guilty and embarrassed, he owes this person too much...... Li Fuchao shook his head and replied helplessly. 'Big brother, relax!' The younger brother will definitely find out about this matter!' After dropping these words, Wei Chenglie hurriedly went out and went to Tianshan.
After arriving at Tianzhu Peak, he saw that the magnificent Tianzhu Palace had already been covered with a veil. 'Sure enough, something big happened!' Wei Chenglie's heart sank suddenly, and he immediately hurriedly walked into the hall. After entering, he saw that the seat of the head of the house, which used to be high above, had long since disappeared, and a mourning hall had been set up instead!' 'What about my eldest sister?' After a little calming down, Wei Chenglie immediately shouted to the two deacon disciples who supported him.
"Young master, please come with me" Don't dare to slack off, after the deacon disciple answered, he immediately introduced Wei Chenglie into the harem where the head of the house lived. After standing still, he saw that the palace that was usually decorated with cool pink had already changed to a bleak and dim white color! Without a closer look, Wei Chenglie immediately rushed to the coffin in the middle and watched. After the head of the sect suffered, we followed the instructions of the master of the hall and stopped here for seven days! The deacon disciple next to him said cautiously.
"I want to be alone for a while," he said without any intention, Wei Chenglie immediately waved his hand and retreated the group. After seeing that there was no one else, Wei Chenglie came forward to take a closer look. I saw that Xiao Jingjing's earth-colored face in the coffin was still beautiful, but the several deep holes on her forehead and eyebrows were not proportionately visible!'There were no other obvious wounds around the body, and it was obvious that the fatal wound was the first blow!' After some inspection, Wei Chenglie secretly thought. Knowing that Xiao Jingjing loves beauty the most on weekdays, Wei Chenglie hurriedly took the flowers on the side, picked a few petals to cover the wound, and hugged Xiao Jingjing's body on the couch.
At this moment, looking at the bed he slept in when he was a child, Wei Chenglie couldn't help but think of the past when he lived with Xiao Jingjing..... remembering that it was when Wei Chenglie was seven years old, because he saw that the young Wei Chenglie was messing with the masters in the hall all day long, and was obsessed with inquiring about some fights and killings; Li Fuchao took him to Tianshan Mountain and handed it over to Xiao Jingjing to take care of. Although Xiao Jingjing is the head of the Jianghu faction, she is excellent at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It was also after coming here that Wei Chenglie learned these literati pleasures other than martial arts.
During this period, Xiao Jingjing not only took care of her every day, in order to increase her sense of closeness, but also deliberately took Wei Chenglie with her to eat and sleep together. I remember that Wei Chenglie had always had a quirk of bedwetting at that time, and he was still doing so until he was a teenager. And although Xiao Jingjing has always been clean, she never bears to be harsh on half a sentence, and it can be said that the life in the Zhugong Palace on this day can be regarded as a very happy period when Wei Chenglie was a child. When Wei Chenglie was about to return to Yipintang after he became an adult, Xiao Jingjing promised to pass on the position of head to Wei Chenglie in the future. Therefore, in Wei Chenglie's mind, Xiao Jingjing is regarded more seriously than his biological mother.