This old fox who sat on the thirteenth floor of the immortal building, who had been ignoring the survival of the fittest in this world for many years, and he could not even kill people in this world, not necessarily knives and swords.

For the human heart is more terrible than the sword.

He also knew that Yi Xiao came here tonight to pull out all the truth in one go and make a conclusion.

But it's a pity, as he said before.

This is not Luoyang.

Today is not the seventh of July either.

He chose to rot all the clues in his stomach, and used practical examples to teach His Royal Highness a lesson vividly.

"Everybody saw you two enter here, and after you left, I was dead. Wei Wudao said in a light voice: "Your Highness, tell me, what does the truth look like?"

"Sometimes people are stupid because they believe in what is in front of them, and there are things that they can't see, and they choose to judge with their own minds, and this is the best way to cover up the truth. The cunning fox lowered his eyebrows, the cold was very serious, and the old man's fingers on the case were trembling slightly: "Today is the same as yesterday, and my death is the same as Lin Yi's death." ”

Perhaps because of the excessive blood loss, the inner layer of the thick jacket had been wet with blood, and the old man was also a little unsteady on his feet, and his fingertips were white.

He sat down slowly.

Slumped in a chair.

Looking at Yi Xiao with a smile.

"Your Highness, I killed Lin Yi, and then I committed suicide. Where do you find the truth?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak.

He could have risen from his seat, grabbed the throat of this old man who was only half a foot away from him, poured all his Yuan power into his body, forcibly delayed his death, and used Wu Lian's pupils to break his will, forcing him to tell the truth word by word.

But he didn't.

He just looked at the old man calmly, calmly.

Wei Wudao was also very calm.

The old man gasped and said with difficulty: "I did this just to prove to His Highness that there are times when the 'truth' cannot be believed. ”

Yi Xiao's eyes flashed with some elusive colors.

Yi Xiao'an, who was standing outside the main hall with a sword, walked over, she glanced at the old man who was at the end of his life very gently, put the hibiscus in her sleeve, and sat opposite Yi Xiao.

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I went out with you last night. ”

Yi Xiao hummed softly, and her face was neither happy nor sad.

Yi Xiaoan continued: "I saw you enter that courtyard. ”

His Highness took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"You didn't kill him, so neither did I. Yi Xiaoan raised his eyebrows and said, "That fool stuffed the lantern into my hand. ”

The truth.

Yi Xiao rubbed her eyebrows, trying to calm her mood.

The old man smiled.

"I'm glad that the truth of this matter can be told, but unfortunately the truth of some things can never be told or seen. ”

Wei Wudao raised his head and looked directly at Yi Xiao.

He stared into Yi Xiao's eyes.

"Your Highness...... You should know what I mean. ”

Staring.

Until those eyes lost their color.

This old man sat in his position solemnly, just like he had sat on the thirteenth floor of the Immortal Tower all these years, without smiling, like a scheming fox, and he would never show a successful smile until the last moment he succeeded.

Yi Xiao pursed her lips.

There was a slight fluctuation around him.

A green robe ignited in the void like a flame, and then a long figure appeared, the person walked out of the void, carrying the Liutao Divine Sword, his face was as indifferent as water, and the green clothes were bulging, as soft as a burning sea.

"Your Highness...... Wei Wudao is dead. ”

The god of Tsing Yi will appear behind this cunning fox, his feet half a foot high from the ground, floating in the air, stepping out of the void and slowly landing on the ground, taking two steps forward.

He crouched down in front of the foxy fox and sighed softly.

"The people in Lanling City who have heard about the Great Red Moon Incident are all terrified, and they are worried that Your Highness, you will stand on the Holy Island and launch a massacre with Your Majesty's favor. Yi Shaoran said softly: "Even if they have nothing to do with that incident back then, they are afraid of being involved in this unexplained wrestling." ”

"It's deadly. The god of Tsing Yi closed his eyes for Wei Wudao and said softly: "What about the big day, isn't it good to expose this matter?"

Yi Xiao lowered her eyebrows.

"Your Majesty wants to see you. ”

Yi Shaoran stood up, paused slightly, looked at Yi Xiao'an, and said softly: "Your Majesty knows the character of the layman, and the laws of Lanling City are very neat, so the case of the Governor Si Yamen can rest assured that it will not damage the reputation of the Great Banyan Temple." ”

The Tsing Yi turned his head and said lightly: "Your Highness, come with me." ”

Spatial fluctuations burn slowly.

......

......

Air castle.

Tonight's Lanling City is destined to be sleepless.

Because of the sentence of the young highness in white who had heard of the seventh day of the seventh month in Luoyang, most of the magnates began to pack their luggage, and the faint torrent of riots gradually rose and was suppressed by one hand.

The owner of this hand reads calmly in the study.

His Majesty closed the heavy book slightly, pushed open the wooden door of the study, and came to the rooftop.

He squinted his eyes and felt a breeze blow behind him, slowly rising.

Yi Shaoran led Yi Xiao to the pavilion in the air, retreated gently, and retreated back into the darkness.

His Royal Highness didn't speak, and looked at the back of the man in front of him with a very calm gaze.

Xiao Wang lay on the railing.

The man's back was familiar and unfamiliar.

"I'm not angry at what you've done tonight. He said softly: "Even if you really get something from Wei Wudao's mouth, you want to kill in Lanling City, and you really do it, I won't blame you." ”

Xiao Wang reached out a finger and tapped the railing gently and rhythmically.

"We haven't talked in a long time. ”

He said with some emotion: "It's been many years, you didn't talk much when you came to the chess game a few days ago, you all accompany me and accompany me, I'm not Alzheimer's, there is no need to treat me as an empty nester like a fool." ”

Yi Xiao was silent.

He went straight to the point and said very seriously: "I can't let go, this matter has been haunted in my heart for sixteen years, and I have been refraining myself from meeting you alone, because I am afraid that I will ask this question." ”

His Royal Highness paused, raised his eyebrows and said, "And you refused to answer." ”

Such a beginning completely shattered the tender beginning that Xiao Wang had been thinking about for a long time.

Those forgive, those forgive, those who belong to the lord of a nation.

No, you don't.

"I just want to know the truth. ”

And such a question, after Wei Wudao and Lin Yi died, there were no clues to pursue.

Now Yi Xiao asked.

Xiao Wang was silent for a long time.

He finally answered.

"Murong died in the fire of Jiangnan Province in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period. The man was lying on the railing, his gray hair blown by the wind, and the moonlight reflected on his gloomy back.

He said lightly, lightly: "This is the truth." ”

Yi Xiao said: "This is a ridiculous truth. She is a half-step great cultivator on the same level as Tao Wuji, in this world, except for the Vermilion Bird Void Flame that can hurt her, what flame can burn her? Such an excuse is too lame, you can't even convince yourself, how can you convince me?"

Xiao Wang muttered, "Why do you have to investigate to the end?"

His Majesty lowered his eyebrows and said, "You just want to know who set this fire, or how Murong died, are these truths important to you?"

His Royal Highness was silent for a moment and said, "Xiao Wang, if you know the truth, I really admire you, you can live with hatred and humiliation for so many years. ”

His Majesty was a little confused, "carrying the ....... of hatred"

He repeated the word lightly, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Yes, I do hate the person who killed Murong indirectly or directly, that 'culprit', I even wished that he could die at my hands countless times, and I did so. But he is still alive after all, and he has a close relationship with me, not an enemy, but more like a relative. ”

His Highness took a deep breath.

Such a description is almost stuck with his own speculation.

Xiao Wang turned around and put his hands on the railing.

He looked at Yi Xiao deeply and said softly, "But sometimes, the truth is not what you think. ”

His Highness took a deep breath.

"There are eight sufferings in life. The man smiled and said: "Birth, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go." ”

"Sometimes when I think about it, I can't avoid any of these eight sufferings. Xiao Wang said softly: "Born in the troubled times of the eight great countries, he suffered from ups and downs, and he suffered for life. ”

"Now that Hua is white, no matter how difficult it is to be high-spirited, it will eventually turn into a puff of loess, which is for the old suffering. ”

"Suffering from illness, suffering from heart and lungs, and not being able to sleep every time, is because of illness. ”

"Six reincarnations, karma, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains that the iron horse has stepped on, thousands of dry bones under the monument, karma entanglement after nightfall, the soul of the dead in the dream howls, just waiting for me to go to hell and shout and sacrifice reincarnation, it is for death to suffer. ”

"All the people you love are gone, and it is difficult to see each other again in eternal life, because of love and parting with suffering. ”

"The hated world cannot be united, and everything you wish for is born and rare, and it is for the long-term bitterness of resentment. ”

"I only want peace and security in this life, but I am widowed and lonely when I am old, and I want to be bitter. ”

"I hope that I can let go of all the glory and wealth, and when I can return, I will be like an ordinary person, and I have asked myself countless times, but it is difficult to give up, because I can't let go of the suffering. ”

"Sitting in this seat, walking on thin ice, is destined to suffer from the world. ”

His Royal Highness looked at the man.

They haven't looked at each other for years.

He pondered why this man was trying to make himself smile......

But still bitter?

"It's okay to endure all these hardships. Xiao Wang shook his head and said seriously: "I am a bitter person, I am used to this, and I don't want you to repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

"So...... Can you promise me not to look any further?"