Liu Hedong wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and said softly: "You guys stand down!"

In the darkness, four figures flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Liu Hedong's figure swept and returned to the Sword Pavilion.

At this time, Yan Shan had already woken up and quietly snuggled in Meng Tian's arms.

Liu Hedong sighed lightly: "Xiaoyou's talent is really amazing!"

Yan Shan barely showed a smile, with surprise in his smile, and asked, "Senior is injured?"

Liu Hedong replied casually: "It's just a small injury, it's not in the way." ”

Yan Shan seemed to think of something, and asked again, "The person who came is the master of the Heavenly Alliance?"

Liu Hedong smiled happily and nodded slightly.

Yan Shan groaned, "What is the result of this battle?"

Liu Hedong said lightly: "It seems to be evenly divided, but I know in my heart that if I fight for life and death, I will definitely lose." This was true 10 years ago, and it will be the same 10 years later. ”

Yan Shan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he muttered, "In this way, the Lord of the Heavenly Alliance is a gentleman. ”

Liu Hedong nodded slightly, and sighed lightly: "If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see through life and death, he would have been a master of the world like an immortal." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on Yan Shan's wrist.

A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

He smiled and said, "How does Xiaoyou feel at this time?"

Yan Shan's face bloomed with brilliance, and he said in a deep voice: "The younger generation has actually broken through, the sword artistic conception has been sublimated, and the mystery of the artistic conception has been faintly revealed. ”

Liu Hedong said with a smile: "A hundred feet ahead, go further, the future is limitless!"

Meng Tian smiled and asked casually, "Senior, when will Brother Yan recover?"

Hearing this, Yan Shan's expression became solemn and looked at Liu Hedong quietly.

Liu Hedong smiled lightly: "Seven days later." ”

Yan Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Tianjiao said: "It's only seven days, and it will pass soon." ”

At this time, Liu Ruobai slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was like the water of an autumn lake, clear and quiet.

Within him, there was already a change.

Although it has not been reborn, it is not what it used to be.

He looked at Yanshan and Meng Tian and smiled slightly, humble and noble.

A humble gentleman, gentle as jade, nothing more than that.

He called softly, "Brother Yan, Miss Tian'er." ”

"Brother Liu!"

"Brother Liu!"

There was a faint glint of tears in his eyes.

They were friends who lived and died together.

There is no need for a thousand words, a light call is enough.

After that, Liu Ruobai stood up, came to Liu Hedong, gave a deep salute, and said softly: "Grandfather, let your grandson heal for you!"

Liu Hedong looked relieved and nodded slightly.

Eight days later, a fierce battle was inevitable.

Yanshan was blessed by misfortune, and his martial arts cultivation went further.

Although Liu Ruobai has not yet survived the Heavenly Fury Tribulation, it is no longer what it used to be.

With these two major helps, Liu Hedong has no worries in his heart.

Meng Tian also had a bright smile on his face.

The night is still very quiet, the moon is falling, and there is beauty in the faint chill.

Time flies.

The wind and clouds will meet, and the sea will flow.

In the past few days, Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Kunlun, Beggars, Sifang Dart Bureau, Lianyunzhai and Luoyang Zhangjia have sent worship posts one after another.

Tianjian Villa is neither humble nor arrogant, and treats each other with courtesy.

On the tenth day of October, there was a haze and no wind.

In front of the gate of Tianjian Villa, in the open space.

The seats are arranged in an orderly manner.

At the beginning of the afternoon, the guests and hosts had already sat down one after another.

The main seat is backed by Tianjian Villa, and Liu Hedong and Han Yan sit in the middle. Behind the seats, Liu Yanyang, Liu Qiyue, Liu Ruobai, Yan Shan and Meng Tian stood side by side. Behind the five men, one hundred and thirty-eight dead soldiers were waiting for the battle with swords in their hands.

There are a total of eight tables and sixteen seats in the guest seat, in a semicircle, and the main seat wants to be right, from left to right, in turn for Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Kunlun, beggars, Sifang Dart Bureau, Lianyunzhai and Luoyang Zhangjia.

The Shaolin abbot Kongwen was in person, his expression was indifferent, and the twelve disciples stood behind him.

Wudang is headed by Zhang Sheng, the eldest disciple of the head of the house, and there are seven senior brothers, including He Kun, Fu Yiwei and Zhang Cheng.

Only two disciples from Qingcheng came, namely Qiu Yuze and Lin Xiaoman.

The head of Kunlun, Qiu Ming, and the seven elders arrived together, and thirty-two elite disciples followed, menacing.

The beggar gang was headed by the young gang leader You Dayong, and twenty elite disciples followed. Among the disciples of the Beggar Gang, a young man with cold eyes was Pan Yi, the only survivor in Panjia Village.

Ji Mohai, the head of the Quartet Dart Bureau, and three of the four major dart heads, Zhang Yang, Ji Liansheng, and Zhang Guangyi, followed by forty-two elite dart masters, and the momentum was huge.

Lianyunzhai is headed by Lian Zhantian, the second master, Qiu Leng, the sixth master, and Yu, the seventh master, are separated.

On the side of the Zhang family in Luoyang, led by Zhang Fengxian, the wife of Zhang Sheng, the golden knife of Luoyang, and Jin Huigu, the wife of Qiu Mingjing, the hero of the river, sixty-seven heroes stood proudly and regarded death as home.

Han Yan stood up, took three steps forward, saluted slightly, and said loudly: "All the friends of the rivers and lakes have come to Tianjian Villa, and the concubine is polite!

Qiu Ming snorted softly, stood up, clenched his fists slightly, and sneered: "Why does Mrs. Liu knowingly ask?"

Han Yan's expression was as usual, and she said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I still hope that the head of Qiu will give advice!"

Autumn said loudly: "Everyone knows that when the Heavenly Fury came, the young owner of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa fell into the devil's path, turned into an iron-blooded demon, and killed innocents indiscriminately. I have waited until today to seek justice for the innocent victims. ”

Han Yan nodded slightly, and said with a straight face: "This matter is complicated, can you allow the concubine to figure out the cause and effect first?"

Qiu Ming said coldly: "Of course." ”

Han Yan turned her head to look at the other seven forces and asked, "I don't know what you think?"

Shaolin Abbot Master Kongwen got up slowly, put his hands together and said, "It is better to settle the grievances than to settle them." If Mrs. Liu can explain it clearly, of course it would be the best. ”

Han Yan returned the salute slightly, then turned her head to look at Yan Shan, and said in a deep voice: "Then there is Sect Master Lao Yan." ”

After that, she returned to her seat.

Yan Shan took seven steps forward, hugged his fists slightly, and said loudly: "Everything has a cause before it has an effect." The cause of this incident is the Panjiazhuang Bloody Case, where hundreds of innocent lives died in vain, which is sad and lamentable. But this bloody case seems to be ironclad evidence, but in fact it is full of loopholes. ”

You Dayong smiled sadly, stood up, clenched his fists slightly, and said loudly: "Please also ask Brother Yan to speak clearly!"

Yan Shan smiled happily and said in a deep voice: "There are only four people who know about the coming of the Heavenly Fury Tribulation, namely Brother Liu himself, Brother You, the young gang leader of the Beggar Gang, and Brother Fu, the master of the Beggar Gang Torture Hall. If Brother Liu really fell into the devil's path and killed innocents indiscriminately, why didn't he go to Panjiazhuang outside the city instead of in the general's mansion? The Panjiazhuang Bloody Case occurred at dawn, and why did Zhang Sheng, the golden knife of Luoyang, Qiu Mingjing, the hero of the Yellow River, Su Donghai, the swordsman of the Yellow River, Fan Wuji, the ruthless iron courage, and Fu Qing, the master of the Beggar Gang Torture Hall, happen to pass by at this time? ”

At this time, a young man rushed out from the beggar gang disciples, pointed at Liu Ruobai with his finger, and shouted heartbreakingly: "He killed him, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

This teenager is none other than Pan Yi.

Qiu Ming sneered: "The evidence is ironclad, see how you quibble?"

Yan Shan was noncommittal, smiled indifferently, and said slowly: "Then let's talk about this ironclad evidence." He looked at Pan Yi with a calm expression, and asked softly, "Little brother, did you really see this Brother Liu kill with your own eyes?"

Pan Yi nodded heavily.

Yan Shan smiled: "Please also tell the little brother what happened." ”

Pan Yi nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "That day, just after dawn, a man in white wearing a white silk scarf entered the village, and killed people when he saw them, which was simply a devil. Father, mother, and sister all died tragically under the sword of the man in white. I was so scared that I kept running and didn't dare to turn back. After that, I met five uncles. When the five uncles accompanied me back to the village, I happened to see him holding a white silk scarf in his hand. Unexpectedly, none of the five uncles were his opponents, four uncles died tragically on the spot, and one uncle rescued me, and finally died of serious injuries. ”

From beginning to end, he kept pointing at Liu Ruobai, and tears were already raining down.

Liu Ruobai sighed lightly, sad.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

The world is impermanent, sad and lamentable.

Yan Shan calmed down for a moment and said in a deep voice: "In this way, little brother, you didn't see this Liu brother wash the village with your own eyes. ”

Pan Yi clenched his fists, his face flushed, and shouted: "I saw it, it was he who killed his father, mother and sister, as well as the people in the village, it was him." ”

Yan Shan took a deep breath and asked softly, "Little brother, was the devil wearing a white silk scarf when he killed people?"

Pan Yi nodded.

Yan Shan asked again, "When you returned to the village, you just saw this Brother Liu holding a white silk scarf in his hand, right?"

Pan Yi nodded again.

Yan Shan sighed and said, "Little brother, we will definitely find the real culprit and avenge the innocent villagers!" But you must remember that what you see with your own eyes is what you see with your own eyes, not subjective assumptions. ”

Pan Yi was silent as if he had realized something.

Yan Shan looked at everyone and said loudly: "What the little brother has seen with his own eyes is beyond reproach. However, there are three doubts. First, I dare to ask you, if Brother Liu really fell into the devil's path and his heart changed greatly, why did he still wear a white silk scarf when he killed? Second, the murderer had already killed the little brother's father, mother, and sister, so why did he want to let the little brother go? Third, as the little brother said, he didn't see Brother Liu wash the village with his own eyes. Although the real murderer tried his best, it was also in vain. ”