Let's say that Ji Changfeng made a generous statement at the recruitment meeting, exposing Yun Zhongjun's criminal karma on the spot, and he was ashamed when he saw it.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Sun turned against him on the spot, and his lips were framed, which actually led to the true life experience of Master Ji Changfeng.

"He is the previous head of Taiyi - Zi Kunlun!"

The words were exhausted, but the aftermath had not disappeared, and the dumbfounded wood of more than 100 people was in place, unable to move or speak.

With only two pairs of ears, I listened to the word "Purple Kunlun" for a long time, and I went far away and came back again.

Purple Kunlun - Purple Kunlun - Purple Kunlun!

A simple person's name is like a tiger and leopard in the mountains and a dragon on the bottom of the sea.

Ji Changfeng stood there, listening to the wood, not to mention the old man beside him, who was even more petrified, and he couldn't move a single step.

More than 100 people only listened to Yun Zhongjun's long breath, and saw him slowly descend the high platform, looking at Uncle Sun's place.

"Someone must refute me, how can it be Zi Kunlun? Yes, who is Zi Kunlun? Twenty years ago, he colluded with the enemy country, cultivated evil spirits, and fueled the Great War in Central Yunnan, causing the lives to be miserable.

"At the time of the Taiyi Ding Revolution, he had already given death to the current lord of the country! How could he survive until now?"

After saying that, Yun Zhongjun smiled twice, patted his hand on Uncle Sun's shoulder twice, and said:

"Next, it's up to you to explain it to everyone. ”

Uncle Sun went as he wished, because he said:

"Zikunlun escaped by luck back then, but he did not die. He fled to Gusu and planted the 'Nine Yin Heart Knot' in me, thus threatening me to die for him.

"For so many years, he never dared to teach his apprentice Xuangong in person, for fear of being recognized, he would come to chase and kill - so, it has always been me teaching these two juniors.

"Zikunlun attaches great importance to these two children. He wants to use these two children to collude with the only remaining remnants of the Taiyi faction, so as to infiltrate the Taiyi faction, wait for an opportunity to rebel, and regain a new sky. ”

Yun Zhongjun said: "This so-called 'Taiyi remnant party' is me-to be honest, I only learned about these things when Senior Sun came to visit me a few days ago.

"It's just a pity, I, Hua Caiyi, as one of the Taiyi Nine Song Deities, am loyal to the sect master, and I will definitely not fornicate with the old bureaucrats and betray Taiyi!"

At this time, the old man who came out of the east suddenly laughed loudly, pointed at the tip of Yun Zhongjun's nose and scolded:

Everyone in the world knows that Zi Kunlun died in Ling as early as that year, and if you take a dead person as an excuse, there is no way to verify it, how can people be convinced!

"Then Uncle Sun's situation must have been controlled by your 'Nine Yin Heart Knot', so he acted in this ridiculous show with you!"

At this time, someone in the audience shouted: "Yun Zhongjun, if you are honest in every word, and call out that Zikunlun, prove to us that this big devil has really survived to this day!"

Tough and squeamish, it is a female voice, everyone turned around, only to see a wheat-skinned girl riding on a fat man, I know, I know that it is a bear in Shu.

Yun Zhongjun heard this shout, just smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "I can't call it." ”

"Why can't you call it?!"

"Because it's dead. ”

As soon as the word "death" came out, Ji Changfeng turned his head suddenly, his eyes hooked, and the edge shot straight ahead. He took two big steps, approached closely, and grabbed Yun Zhongjun's clothes:

"Who are you talking about—who's dead?!"

Yun Zhongjun approached a sharp mouth and spit out word by word: "Naturally, it is your master, Zi Kunlun, he is dead!"

"You fart—" Loud shouts and punches out.

Yun Zhongjun received a punch, wanted to fall but couldn't, and the placket was still in the man's hand. Then he wanted to provoke even more, laughed, and shouted:

"The heavier you fight, the more you have a close friendship with that Zi Kunlun! No matter how you fight, your master will not survive!"

Ji Changfeng howled, his arm muscles arched, and he punched again.

This punch was halfway through, and it was stopped by a sword light. The sword light is in the shape of a lotus flower, with twenty petals, concentric and scarlet, and a crimson color - looking back, it was Zhang Quexian.

This junior brother of Ji Changfeng came to the stage step by step with a red sword, and then stood still, hanging his head, not daring to look at his senior brother.

The two brothers stood there, no more than ten steps apart.

All of a sudden, the sounds died down.

At first, Ji Changfeng could vaguely hear Yun Zhongjun's voice, saying something to be a witness and know the truth, but soon it was gone-

Whispering, breathing, shouting, winding flags, turbans flying, all gone—

Then, the bamboo sticks, the gongs, the flagpoles, the Wutai, the people around the Wutai, the shadows of the people, the sun, the shadows of the sun—all gone.

The two brothers were standing there, no more than ten steps apart.

Just the two of them.

After a long time, Ji Changfeng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't spit out a word.

Looking at the other side, Zhang Que was also moving, one by one, one by one, as if he was speaking, but he didn't hear a word.

So the two of them were there, and no one knew what they were talking about, just one by one, one by one.

In the end, Ji Changfeng heard a sentence, a very light sentence, and when the wind blew, it immediately dispersed.

He heard Zhang Que say first, "I'm sorry." ”

This time I heard it clearly, and the fit was a thrilling spirit, and I was terrified up and down.

When the time came, all those who were lost came back in the same way, the shadow of the sun, and then the shadow of the sun, and then the shadow of the man.

Further back: the platform, the flagpole on the platform, the gong under the flagpole, and a bamboo stick holder next to the gong, all returned.

When it happened, the whole sound became clear, Ji Changfeng only felt pain in his ears, so he wanted to cover it, so he heard Zhang Que on the opposite side say first:

"After Yun Zhongjun learned of Zi Kunlun's evil plan, he removed it a few days ago, and Zi Kunlun's body was destroyed, but I saw it with my own eyes, and there was no lie!"

As soon as the words fell, a person came out from the west head, and said majestically:

"Yun Zhongjun eradicates the remnants of evil for Taiyi!

Along with the slogans, dozens of people in the west shouted together: "Who can be bullied! Who can be bullied! Who can be bullied-"

But Yun Zhongjun waved his hand at this time, stopped shouting, looked back to face the crowd, and bowed:

"Hua is not talented, he can only be loyal to me!

"Right now, this Zikunlun villain knows that I have removed the big cancer of his master, and he intends to take revenge, so he is here today, intending to ruin my reputation!

At this time, another person shouted: "Kill him!

The cheers in the back were repeated: "Chop the grass and remove the roots! Chop the grass and remove the roots!"

Yun Zhongjun shouted: "Okay! The hearts of the people are like this, today, the old decay will come to clean up the portal!!"

After that, he finished pinching the magic trick, and when he landed, the purple smoke was everywhere, and the whole audience was full of clouds, and a flanking was going to contain the long wind.

At this moment, an egret came out of the sky, and suddenly pierced through the purple smoke and hit the head of Yunzhongjun.

That Yun Zhongjun is gathering energy, which Cheng wants to have such a change, and hurriedly turns back to avoid it, between this avoidance, the magic trick is out of shape, and the spell is difficult to continue.

He was very angry, looking at the heron to look, only to see the blue sky and white sun, Toto took out an apricot red umbrella, and spun and fell.

Under the umbrella, there was a person holding an umbrella, a young man, wearing a white shirt, fluttering, like a fairy.

The young man in white landed on the ground, put away the umbrella, faced hundreds of people in the audience alone, and said coldly:

"Who dares to move my Mingtang?"