Ji Jianyun fell into an unprecedented sorrow, he didn't know who had viciously killed his junior sister. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info must have been the murderer when he was slaughtering the people of the Xianxia Sword Sect, and he happened to be bumped into by Yan Yuqi, so they killed the killer, but I don't know why she survived. Of course, there is a very big question here: With the master's superb martial arts, he has been killed, why is it that the junior sister who has a relatively low martial arts has not been killed?

Yu Miao looked at his painful appearance, and just chanted "Amitabha" vigorously. However, suddenly he seemed to remember something, his eyes stared at the sky roundly, and said, "Miss Yan's injury seems to be... It can't be him, why him?"

When he heard these words in Ji Jianyun's ears, he immediately came to his senses and asked, "Brother Yu, Master Kongyue, did you think of any clues?"

However, all that was waiting was a lingering silence. He has his own concerns. He seemed to be thinking about whether such a clue needed to be told to Ji Jianyun, who was now in righteous anger.

But Ji Jianyun couldn't wait for his words at this time, and he had already run back into the prison again to personally observe his junior sister's injuries.

Originally, Yan Yuqi had stopped crying at this time and was standing opposite Lan Yiyi. Her deformed face was full of desolation and sadness, and her eyes were full of envy and jealousy for Lan Yiyi's beauty. But as soon as Ji Jianyun came, she was crazy again, and her body curled up in a corner of the cell.

Lan Yiyi walked over and motioned for Ji Jianyun to go out and talk.

The two walked out of the prison, and Ji Jianyun couldn't wait to ask Lan Yiyi questions. But was stopped by Lan Yiyi's reproachful gaze.

Lan Yiyi said: "Jianyun, I understand your feelings, but you should calm down and understand Miss Yan's feelings." The most afraid thing about her current face is to see that it is you, because she cares about you, and she has you in her heart. She's afraid you'll see her as she is. ”

It is clear that such an analysis is correct. Ji Jianyun realized a problem at this time, it was precisely his love that hurt Yan Yuqi. He blamed himself for a while, and hated the murderer of his sister even more. He asked Lan Yiyi and said, "Miss Yiyi, have you noticed where the senior sister's injury comes from?"

Lan Yiyi thought about it very seriously for a while: "I think it looks like a sword wound, and this person's sword making technique is extremely unique, it should be a left-handed sword, and every move is a way of stabbing diagonally." ”

Ji Jianyun showed his sister's scratched face, and felt that Lan Yiyi's analysis was extremely reasonable, so he asked her if she already had clues about the relevant characters.

She nodded affirmatively: "Jian Yun, I carefully watched the battle of Hui Yanfeng that day. I did see this kind of swordsmanship. That is Chen Qianling of the Dongyue Sword Sect, she made the Dongyue Sword Technique this way. ”

At this time, Ji Jianyun recalled the battle in Yanfeng Temple that day, it was true that Chen Qianling was a left-handed sword, and every move was upside down, extremely domineering. It is the way of the Dongyue Sword Sect. Could it be that the Dongyue Sword Sect also went up to Xianxia Mountain because they wanted to seize the Bloodthirsty Sword? It's just that they went a little later than the Youyun Shuangsha, so they didn't get the Bloodthirsty Sword. And at this time, he ran into Yan Yuqi, who had just returned to the Shimen, and was afraid that she would spread this matter in the rivers and lakes and ruin the reputation of the Dongyue Sword Sect, so he simply ruined her appearance and poisoned her! What a shameless so-called famous and decent family! Thinking of this, he bit out blood from his teeth and patted a poplar tree nearby with his hand: "I must let the Dongyue Sword Sect pay for the blood debt!"

Lan Yiyi said calmly to Ji Jianyun: "Jianyun, I think this kind of thing is better to find conclusive evidence and then make plans, don't wronged good people." It is imperative that we prove that Miss Yan is not the murderer of the Spirit Sky Mage!"

From afar, Yu Miao nodded fiercely: "Master Ji, Miss Lan is right, now I have to find evidence to prove that Miss Yan is not the murderer of Lingkong!"

Ji Jianyun shook his head, thinking that there was no need to prove it, and the junior sister was definitely not a murderer.

He walked back to the abbot's monk's room and said to him, "Great monk, there is a head for injustice, and there is a master for debt. I am the real murderer of the Lingkong Master, I am now immediately prostrate, willing to accept any punishment, please Shaolin Temple immediately release Senior Sister Yan!"

The abbot shook his head kindly: "Master Ji, there is a law for the origin and extinction of the cause." I, Shaolin, will not wronged a good person, nor am I willing to let go of a bad person! Miss Yan killed my ethereal junior brother, the evidence is conclusive!"

After listening to the old monk's words, Ji Jianyun became more and more angry, and shouted: "Great monk, I want to ask: What if I must take her away?"

Yu Miao blamed Ji Jianyun at this time: "Master Ji, this is Shaolin Temple, I hope you respect yourself." The pure place of Buddhism is not allowed to be wild casually. Besides, our Shaolin Temple has not abused Miss Yan. ”

Ji Jianyun glanced at Yu Yiyi, and his eyes were already red with anger: "Then, I'm going to take her away today!"

Just as he was walking out, a person flashed into the monk's room extremely quickly, and said to Ji Jianyun: "Jianyun, don't make a mistake!" At first glance, it was the old man Yan Lianxin. Obviously, he must have learned that Yan Yuqi was imprisoned in Shaolin Temple, so he came to find out.

Seeing that it was Yan Lianxin, Ji Jianyun retreated back, and Shi Li said, "Grandpa Yan, I... ”

And the abbot also saluted Yan Lianxin for three points, got up and said: "Lord Yan is here, Shaolin Temple is shining on the wall! Quick, please take a seat!"

Yan Lianxin didn't have the heart to sit down, so she returned a salute and said to her father-in-law, "Where is my precious grandson?" Abbot rest assured, if my grandson is really the murderer of the Lingkong Master, he will definitely let the Shaolin Temple fall!"

The abbot showed Yan Lianxin the nail to Yan Lianxin, and Yan Lianxin shouted: "Impossible, impossible! I want to ask my Yuqi in person! She won't lie to me!" As soon as the words fell, he turned around and flew out.

Everyone hurriedly chased out to see how Yan Yuqi answered Yan Lianxin's question.

When Yan Lianxin saw Yan Shiqi's current appearance, she couldn't help but be surprised, forgive the sadness that decades of cultivation could not suppress, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it my Yuqi?

Yan Yuqi suddenly threw himself into Yan Lianxin's arms, nodded vigorously, and shouted indistinctly, "Grandpa, grandpa!"

Yan Lianxin asked with tears in her eyes: "Who is it? Who caused you to be like this!"

And Yan Yuqi was just sad and painful, and couldn't say a word. Her hoarse voice made everyone feel unprecedented sadness and pain again.

However, when Yan Lianxin asked if she had killed the Spirit Sky Master, everyone didn't expect Yan Yuqi to nod with great certainty. Ji Jianyun was so anxious that he shouted: "Senior sister, do you understand the meaning of Grandpa's question? Are you confused?"

Yan Yuqi shook her head, meaning that she was not confused.

For a moment, the entire air condensed, and no one thought that she would be the killer who killed the spirit sky. Moreover, he created an illusion that Ji Jianyun was injured by mistake, could it be that he was to blame? Ji Jianyun shook his head vigorously: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it." Senior sister, you did it on purpose, you deliberately ignored me, deliberately kept me away from you. What did I do wrong?

Yan Lianxin said to the abbot at this time: "Since it was my grandson who killed the Lingkong Master of your temple, then, I will promise you to deal with it here!" He cherished his grandson, but he cherished the morality and rules of the rivers and lakes even more.

The abbot pondered for a while: "Old Lord Yan, my Buddha is merciful and repays grievances with virtue." Miss Yan's evil spirit is too heavy, and she should be cleaned up to get rid of it. I think I'll just let her become a monk and practice!"