"You dare to say that you are not here for the Demon King Ling Tianjun?" the one-eyed old clock's face turned a little colder.

Qinghe said bluntly: "We are indeed here for Ling Tianjun. ”

He snorted coldly and said quite contemptuously: Is it for Ling Tianjun's body?"

"Nope. In fact, we want to know if Ling Tianjun died eighteen years ago. ”

As soon as the words came out, the only remaining eye of the one-eyed old Zhong suddenly flashed with a light, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Interesting and interesting! Who doesn't know that Ling Tianjun was buried in Jingshui back then, what do you mean by this?"

"Senior Zhong should have heard the rumors that have been circulating in the Jingshui area recently. After a battle in Jingshui, the lives were devastated, and after eighteen tribulations, the demon king returned. Qinghe said slowly, "All things are reincarnated, how can the dead be resurrected? If you want to return, the only possibility is that it is a living body." ”

"Ridiculous! A single rumor is groundless speculation, and it seems that even if the Demon King dies, his power will still not be reduced. ”

"A rumor is nothing. I added, "It's the people who spread these rumors who need to be guarded." Senior, this rumor spread from Jingshui, and a group of powerful demon king believers were quickly assembled, which made people panic, thinking that someone had premeditated. If the Demon King wants to return justifiably, he needs this opportunity. ”

The one-eyed old bell lowered his eyelids, "So you suspect that Ling Tianjun is not dead, and all of this was premeditated by him." ”

I bowed my head, "Maybe it was his plan, or maybe someone was doing it for him." ”

He kept his head down and didn't speak, as if he was pondering the cause and effect of these things.

After being silent for a long time, the one-eyed old bell slowly raised his head, and the folds around his eyebrows seemed to be an inch deeper.

"You say maybe someone is doing it for him, but it reminds me of a man. ”

"Who is the senior talking about?" I suddenly remembered the mysterious person in Ma Jian'er's mouth.

He paused, staring at the two of us with complicated eyes, and his face revealed a little hesitation.

"Who are you, and what do you have to do with those reckless men in the ruined temple?"

"Senior Zhong," Qinghe bowed slightly to him and said respectfully, "The two of us are just two passers-by, but we are both as righteous as our predecessors. Now that the Jingshui area is in danger of being harmed by rumors, it is incumbent on us to find out the truth. If the seniors know the inside story of the Jingshui War, can you tell them all?"

"You said that Jingshui ...... a battle," the one-eyed old bell muttered, his expression softened slightly. He glanced at us, and then at the trees in the distance in the middle of the night.

"Eighteen years ago, the seven masters of the rivers and lakes united to fight the demon king Ling Tianjun, and finally ended with the defeat of the demon king in Jingshui, and no one in the martial arts did not clap their hands. The seven people who fought against the Demon King back then were dead, wounded, crazy, and crazy, and there was a traitor in it. ”

"Traitor?" I frowned, remembering the seven men who had fought the Demon King.

"At that time, there were a total of eight masters in the rivers and lakes, namely the poisonous woman Gong Lao, the painter Ma Shiyou, the medical saint Yun Niangniang, the sword immortal Mo Shangsang, the immaculate Liu Shan Zhenren, the refuge god Aconitum Qing, the ghost fire palm brown old man, and the other is the demon king Ling Tianjun. Qinghe also said thoughtfully, "According to the meaning of the predecessors, except for the Demon King Ling Tianjun, one of the remaining seven people is a traitor, Ling Tianjun's person?"

"Not bad. The one-eyed old bell replied neatly and crisply.

I was puzzled and asked, "Why are my predecessors so determined?"

"Because I witnessed the whole process. He turned to look at another part of the barren forest and said quietly, "That is the most critical battle. ”

The one-eyed old bell slowly raised his hand with a solemn expression. A little fire flickered at the end of the direction of his finger, and it was the ruined temple where Qinghe and I and the group of high-rollers had stayed tonight.

"In the big battle back then, although seven people joined forces, in terms of scheming and exercises, the Demon King Ling Tianjun was slightly superior, so the fierce battle was very hard. On that day, I was carrying the corpse in the ruined temple, and suddenly I saw seven people who were physically exhausted and broke in to meditate and rest. The seven people looked tired, but their momentum was extraordinary, and I didn't dare to disturb and only hid in the dark to observe. ”

Unexpectedly, only a moment later, another person walked in, and the seven people in the temple immediately changed their faces, as if they were facing a great enemy. One of the seven asked him how he had found them, but the visitor smiled darkly and did not answer. When the seven people wanted to pick up arms to meet the enemy, they suddenly found themselves weak and could only sit on the ground. Seeing this, the visitor laughed loudly and said, "It also makes you taste Gu medicine often." One of the seven lamented that there was a traitor among them, who not only leaked their whereabouts, but also made them accidentally ingest Gu medicine. ”

The visitor laughed and uttered four words, but it was too late. He looked at those people, his expression was extremely fierce, and he said that the medicinal properties of the Gu medicine had not yet fully attacked, and it would make several of them self-harm and die in a while. Only when he looked at the woman in white with the calmest face, he showed a somewhat soft look and said to her, 'Don't be afraid, as long as you are willing to go with me, I will not hurt you'. ”

"Is that woman in white Yun Niangniang?" I asked.

The one-eyed old Zhong nodded, "Eighteen years ago, the entanglement between the medical saint Yun Niangniang and the demon king Ling Tianjun spread all over the rivers and lakes, and even a little corpse picker of mine knew a little bit about it. In the battle of Jingshui, Yun Niangniang chose to stand side by side with the other six masters. In that dilapidated temple, Ling Tianjun still had a deep affection for her. But I can be sure that Yun Niangniang is by no means a traitor among the seven. ”

His one-eyed eyes instantly became energetic, his gaze sank into the boundless darkness, and his expression was convinced, "Because in the end, it was she who stabbed Ling Tianjun's heart with all her strength." That was the most critical blow for the Great Demon King to defeat Jing Shui. ”

With a "boom", a thunderclap suddenly broke out over the black curtain, and a gust of wind swept in again. The birds that stayed in the forest fled to the desert, and the black shadows that still hung on the branches of the trees swayed, making strange sounds of "rustling" and "rustling" everywhere.

The one-eyed old clock's expression became a little sluggish for a moment.

And I don't have time for that. At this moment, the words that Ma Jian'er said when he was drunk kept ringing in my head, "...... The fatal blow that defeated the Demon King eighteen years ago was the sword that Yun Niangniang stabbed him in the heart...... That sword stabbed him, he hurt so much, his whole heart was about to break......"

What the one-eyed old bell said coincided with what Ma Jian'er said......

"Senior Zhong," Qinghe's voice sounded clearly at this moment, "Can you tell us clearly if the Demon King was really dead?" or have you carefully examined the Demon King's corpse?"

"That sword really pierced Ling Tianjun's heart. When he heard this, his expression suddenly became a little weird, "Do you suspect that he faked his death?"

"It's not impossible. The seniors also said that the sum of the seven masters was still slightly better than Ling Tianjun's scheming and exercises. ”

The one-eyed old bell lowered his head again and was silent for a while.

"Then something strange happened. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at us who were in an urgent mood, and his eyes slowly became heavy, "It's just, why do I want to tell you?"

"Seniors, we ......"

He interrupted me and became cold again, "It's still that question, who are you?" The traitor among the seven was never announced to the public, and he was the biggest demon king believer. Whether you are in the midst of that group of reckless men, with suspicious identities, or if it is the traitor's eyeliner, whether you are friend or foe, I can't be sure. ”

The one-eyed old clock's face was tense, and his voice was terrifyingly low. The wind in the forest has not stopped, and the black shadows are building, as if there is another sound of corpses.

It was at this moment that a sharp and thin voice suddenly came,

"Little Brother Black, Little Lady Red, where are you?"

In an instant, a fierce light appeared in the one eye of the person in front of him, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You, traitors!"

I saw that he quickly put on the black robe, flew into the barren forest on the other side, and disappeared in the darkness.

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