Nanjing is in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, when the plums in the south of the Yangtze River are ripe, and at this time, the rain belt moves north to the Yangtze River basin to stagnate, which is the rainy and continuous "plum rain" season. There is a local proverb: "The rain hits the yellow plum head, and there is no sun for forty-five days." ”

The rainy weather has lasted for many days, and although the rain is not heavy, the continuous gloom cannot help but make people a little depressed.

Before dawn, Qin Lang had already sat in the 'Meditation Pavilion' of the Alliance Leader's General Altar for a long time, which was the place where Lan Gongpei handled daily affairs before his death. After Lan Gongpei's death, Qin Lang was often here.

Qin Lang didn't expect that the position of the acting martial arts alliance leader that he had dreamed of would be a great torture for him.

At this time, although Qin Lang was in the 'Meditation Pavilion', his heart couldn't calm down, he leaned on the back of the chair alone, his legs were shaking, and he looked restless. Qin Lang looked very tired, his face was haggard and his eyes were a little sunken, as if he had just had a serious illness, only the mustache above his lips was still the same.

Qin Lang already knew that the major factions on the rivers and lakes would go up the mountain after dawn today under the leadership of Shaolin and Wudang, and the Shaolin abbot Hong Yuan and the head of Wudang, Li Zhenren, were both highly respected and responsive figures on the rivers and lakes.

In fact, Qin Lang's matter had already been revealed, and he found that the left protector Yuan Tao and the right protector Yun Teng of the alliance leader were no longer so obedient to him, and they might already know something.

The door of the 'Meditation Pavilion' was knocked three times, breaking Qin Lang's contemplation.

Qin Lang cleared his throat and said, "Who?"

A man's clear voice came from outside the door: "Big brother, it's me." ”

Outside the door was Qin Lang's younger brother Qin Fei, who promoted him to the position of the master of the Dark Dragon Hall after Qin Lang took the throne. There are a total of four hall masters in the alliance leader's main altar, namely Shi Youming, the master of Mengxi Hall, Cang Xueli, the master of Tingxue Hall, Shao Qifeng, the master of Suxia Hall, and Qin Fei, the master of Dark Dragon Hall.

Qin Lang heard the voice of his younger brother Qin Fei: "Come in." ”

Qin Fei walked in anxiously: "Big brother, it's not good, there are already people at the bottom of the mountain who have started to go up, you have to get an idea quickly." ”

Qin Langzheng was upset, and was even more annoyed by his younger brother's quarrel, and reprimanded: "What are you panicking about!

Qin Fei said: "They themselves are loyal to Lan Gongpei, and now they are bewitched by that Yuan Tao, and they are also beginning to be suspicious of you, so I didn't dare to ask them to come together." ”

Qin Lang said angrily: "A group of things that eat inside and outside, I don't treat them well on weekdays!"

Qin Fei said: "Big brother, don't think about this first, why don't we run away?"

Qin Lang said: "Where to escape? Besides, isn't that just an admission that Lan Gongpei was killed by me?"

Qin Lang paused slightly and continued: "In this way, you first take someone to kill the cook who drugged Lan Gongpei's rice, so that they will die without proof." ”

Qin Fei said: "Okay! I'll do it." ”

Qin Fei was about to leave, but was called back by Qin Lang again, Qin Lang whispered: "After you killed the cook, hang his head on the mountain pass, and take a few brothers to spread rumors, saying that the real murderer who killed the Lord of the Blue Alliance has been corrected!"

Qin Fei said, "Yes!" and turned around and went out.

After Qin Fei left, Qin Lang plugged the door and entered the back room, he took off his graceful and luxurious clothes, changed into a plain clothes worn by his subordinates, and carried a coarse cloth package on his body, which was full of fine and soft, and finally covered his head with a hat, and walked alone from the back door with a sword.

Qin Lang was leaving, he took enough of the belongings he needed for the rest of his life and went to a place where no one knew him. Qin Lang knew that Monk Hong Yuan and Li Zhenren would never give up when they came this time, and they would not be able to fool after dawn anyway, the reason why he arranged Qin Fei like this was completely to buy time for himself, and if he did this, Yuan Tao and Yun Teng would think that they would not escape, and he could be unimpeded along the way.

Lan Yaqiu lit the lamp oil and sat alone in front of the window, she was thinking that tomorrow all the major sects of the rivers and lakes will gather in the Purple Mountain, will Zhou Jinyu come?

Lan Yaqiu shook her head vigorously, she blamed herself a little, since Zhou Jinyu killed her father, why did she always think of him? Lan Yaqiu also heard some rumors about Qin Lang, but she really couldn't believe that the person who killed her father was Uncle Qin Lang who watched her grow up since she was a child, and sometimes Lan Yaqiu hoped that it was Qin Lang, because if Qin Lang was the murderer, then Zhou Jinyu must not be.

Suddenly, the oil lamp on Lan Yaqiu's desk was blown out by a strong wind, and before Lan Yaqiu could understand what was going on, her mouth was covered by a big hand, and then she only felt that someone had slapped her on the back of her neck, and she was unconscious...

In the drizzle, Qin Lang was carrying Lan Yaqiu from the back mountain to the mountain in a hurry, he wanted to take Lan Yaqiu with him in case of accidents, because Lan Gongpei's daughter was enough to use it as a bargaining chip to blackmail the heroes of the world.

Lan Yaqiu's face was drenched with rain, and she gradually came to her senses, she saw that she was being carried upside down on Qin Lang's shoulders, and the scene in front of her was moving backwards rapidly, she understood everything, she didn't even struggle.

Lan Yaqiu asked calmly, "Uncle Qin, is that you?"

Qin Lang's heart softened a little when he was called uncle, but he immediately remembered that he had no way to retreat, so he said stiffly: "You don't have to call me uncle, I'm already your enemy!"

Lan Yaqiu asked, "Why did you kill my father, didn't he treat you well?"

Qin Lang said: "He treats me very well, but what's the use of him treating me well? As long as he lives, I will always be just the deputy alliance leader." ”

Lan Yaqiu was very puzzled: "Is it for this?"

Qin Lang said as he continued walking: "You will never understand a man's desire to succeed, I want to reach the peak of life, and if I want to achieve this goal, your father must die!"

Qin Lang is not good at kung fu, he ran down all the way, and he carried Lan Yaqiu on his back, he was already tired and exhausted, he had to put Lan Yaqiu on the side of the road so that he could rest for a while.

Lan Yaqiu said: "The leader of the martial arts alliance is elected by the heroes of the world, even if you kill my father, you can only act for a while, is it worth it?"

Qin Lang said: "I wanted to change all this, I tried to stabilize the position of the leader of the alliance, but I failed. ”

Lan Yaqiu's voice suddenly became cold, and she finally saw Qin Lang's true face: "If you don't kill me, then I will kill you!"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "I won't kill you, you are still useful to your uncle." ”

Lan Yaqiu couldn't bear Qin Lang's brazenness, and stood up suddenly, wanting to take the opportunity to snatch the sword from Qin Lang's hand. However, Qin Lang's sword had already been pointed at Lan Yaqiu's neck...

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the dignified martial arts alliance leader to be such a brazen villain, if you live, you are really discrediting the world's martial arts. A crisp woman's voice came from the woods by the side of the road.

Qin Lang's face changed suddenly, he looked around but didn't find anyone nearby: "Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost? Come out quickly." ”