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The sun just shone on the large square in front of the mountain, and the morning mist in the mountains had not yet dissipated. At this moment, the Ethereal Peak looked as if it was in a fairyland.

Duanmu Xuan rushed to the study of Duanmu Jing in the back mountain early in the morning, only because of the previous fake treasure incident and Yang Xiaofeng, and Yang Xiaofeng's identity at this time happened to be the son-in-law of Luoxue Valley.

Therefore, he could just take advantage of the topic to play, and as soon as he came back yesterday, he immediately made an appointment with the Seven Pavilion Masters of the Ethereal Peak to discuss how to let the Ethereal Peak come out to put pressure on the Falling Snow Valley to hand over Yang Xiaofeng, and seek justice for the martial arts fellow who died tragically in the Black Stone Mountain this time.

At this time, he was going to ask Duanmu Jing to go forward to preside over the overall situation, and he expected that his uncle would gladly agree.

Even though Luo Wenbin's father and son did not hand over Yang Xiaofeng directly, as long as they let Yang Xiaofeng leave Luoxue Valley to avoid trouble. Then he took the lead, and then gathered a group of fellow martial artists, and it was not a simple matter to kill a Yang Xiaofeng at that time.

Just waiting for Yang Xiaofeng to die, then Luo Qingxue will not obediently be his woman. Moreover, in order to get rid of the trouble caused by Yang Xiaofeng, the father and son of the Luo family will definitely agree to marry the girl to Duanmu Xuan, who is the young master of the Ethereal Peak.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Xuan's mood suddenly improved a lot, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little. He couldn't wait to see how Yang Xiaofeng died tragically under his sword, and then how Luo Qingxue married into the Ethereal Peak in red makeup to be his wife of Duanmu Xuan.

When he pushed the door open, he saw Duanmu Jing standing in front of the window with his back to the door, standing with his hands in his hands, as if thinking about something.

Duanmu Xuan stepped forward slowly and didn't answer, but he heard Duanmu Jing already ask: "Xuan'er, you just came back from that Blackstone Town yesterday, and you came to me early this morning, but is there anything important?"

Duanmu Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle, I made an appointment yesterday that the Seven Pavilion Masters would discuss matters in the Hall of Elders today, and now I want to invite you to go too."

"The discussion in the elders' hall ......", Duanmu didn't reply, and said strangely: "Why is it so important, you actually asked seven pavilion masters to meet in the elders' hall, and you also want to invite me over"?

Duanmu Xuan's face was full of resentment, his fists were clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, it turns out that this so-called treasure incident is all a ghost that Yang Xiaofeng is secretly messing with. We entered the treasure cave and found no treasure, but we were attacked by a group of killers. Those people had premeditated and waited for us in the cave, and as soon as we entered the treasure cave, dozens of people were killed by the killers."

Duanmu Jing listened quietly, and he couldn't see any mood fluctuations, it seemed that what Duanmu Xuan said just now that dozens of people had died did not make him feel a little shocked, and after a long time, he said: "Since the situation is so dangerous, how did you escape, and what do you say have to do with Yang Xiaofeng."

Duanmu Xuan said hatefully: "At that time, we fought back, and we were about to take down the two leaders of the killers, but at this time, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly stopped us, and it turned out that the two killers were his younger brothers and sisters."

"Because of this, you believe that this fake treasure incident is a conspiracy manipulated by Yang Xiaofeng behind the scenes"?

Duanmu Xuan was puzzled, and asked rhetorically: "Is this still not possible?"

Duanmu Jing didn't answer, and continued to ask, "What about later"?

"Later, ......", Duanmu Xuan thought for a while and replied: "Later, I don't know what Yang Xiaofeng said in his brother's ear, anyway, after he said a few words, the group of killers withdrew from the cave, and we all followed out of the cave." After that, everyone and the killers went back to their own places, and the events of the day ended hastily."

"Hehe......", Duanmu Jing laughed a few times inexplicably, and said, "I want to know now, if those killers didn't exit the cave at that time, but attacked with all their might, in addition, if Yang Xiaofeng is added, then can you stop it?"

Duanmu Xuan pondered for a moment, although he was very reluctant to admit it, he didn't dare to lie to Duanmu Jing, so he had to answer honestly: "To be honest, the only ones among us who had some combat power at that time were me and Senior Sister Murong, as well as a Lan Xiaorui, and as for the others, most of them were some small miscellaneous things. And on the killer's side, there are already two younger brothers and sisters of Yang Xiaofeng, if we add Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue, we are by no means their opponents, and there are even a number of killers next to us who will be surrounded by us. Therefore, if the killers did not take the initiative to quit at that time, it is really difficult to say whether they will win or lose."

"That means that Yang Xiaofeng actually let you go"?

“...... Yes".

"That's ......", Duanmu Jing didn't know what he was thinking, in short, he seemed to be a little absent-minded, paused, and asked again: "Then what do you want to do when you ask the Lord of the Seven Pavilions to meet in the Hall of Elders, and at the same time invite me over?"

Duanmu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the purpose of his coming here, and said coldly at the moment: "I want to ask my uncle to go over and discuss with several pavilion masters, and after our Ethereal Peak takes the lead, we will invite fellow martial artists to put pressure on Luoxue Valley together, and ask them to hand over Yang Xiaofeng to avenge the innocent and tragic deaths of the people in the rivers and lakes in the Black Stone Mountain, and give justice to the deceased."

"Hehe, give justice to the deceased, that's really good......."

Duanmu turned around suddenly, looked at Duanmu Xuan with sharp eyes, and asked with a light smile: "Xuan'er, what you think in your heart is really just to get justice for those martial arts people who died tragically in the Black Stone Mountain"?

"Uh...... , Of course, as the leader of today's martial arts righteous path, we naturally can't ignore a traitor like Yang Xiaofeng, so ......."

Under Duanmu Jing's gaze, Duanmu Xuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face became hotter and hotter, and in the end, he really couldn't go on.

Duanmu Jing shook his head and sighed, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He didn't seem to notice his nephew's strange appearance at all, and was silent for a while before he sighed and said, "Xuan'er, since you just said that if the killer hadn't taken the initiative to retreat in the Black Stone Mountain that day, you wouldn't have come out alive." In other words, if Yang Xiaofeng really wants to kill you, will the events of the day end in such a hurry?"

Duanmu Xuan obviously didn't expect his uncle to say this, and said unexpectedly: "What does uncle mean by this?"

Duanmu Jing smiled faintly and said, "I mean, Yang Xiaofeng is actually not the manipulator behind this fake treasure incident, and he doesn't even know about it. Therefore, is it necessary for you to gather a large group of martial arts people to deal with him?"

"Ah...... , this ......", Duanmu Xuan really found it hard to believe that such words actually came from his uncle's mouth, and said in surprise: "Uncle, you understand what I mean, isn't this the best opportunity to take the opportunity to get rid of Yang Xiaofeng, are we going to waste this great opportunity?"

The expression on Duanmu Jing's face suddenly turned cold, he looked back at the window again, and said emotionlessly: "Xuan'er, there are many ways to kill people, and you don't have to use a sword, and you don't have to do it yourself, do you understand?"

Duanmu Xuan didn't understand, he didn't understand what his uncle said to him before he left last time, and he didn't understand what his uncle said at this time. Since he doesn't understand, then he has to ask to understand.

He looked at Duanmu Jing's back and wondered: "Could it be that Uncle Fei has other arrangements, otherwise why would he let go of such a good opportunity now?"

Duanmu Jing was silent, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Xuan'er, although you can already stand alone, I still hope that you can listen to me a little bit." It's like the last time I told you not to be impulsive or reckless no matter what happened, but when you were in Blackstone, you actually killed the poisonous wasp."

Duanmu Xuan's heart was shocked, and he looked at Duanmu Jing incredulously, only to see the other party standing with his hands in his hands, and he didn't see any mood fluctuations at all. He and Murong Yan had just rushed back yesterday, how could my uncle know about the poisonous wasp at this time.

He was stunned and said, "Uncle, how did you know about the poisonous wasp, it could be that Senior Sister Murong has already come to see you."

But then he himself immediately denied this possibility, although he was also a disciple of Ethereal Peak, Murong Yan rarely met Duanmu Jing directly, how could anyone who wanted to see it. Moreover, after Murong Yan came back with him, he went back directly to the Qing Pavilion, so Duanmu Jing never learned about the poisonous wasp from Murong Yan.

It's just that he and Murong Yan are the only ones who went to Blackstone Town this time, who would it be if it wasn't Murong Yan?

Duanmu Jing didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue, and said lightly: "Xuan'er, some things are not as simple as you see on the surface. As for what you just said about dealing with Yang Xiaofeng, I think it's better to hold off for the time being, it's better to stop there and dispel this idea directly. As for what to do in the future, let's wait quietly for a while."

"But ....... Uncle, presumably Yang Xiaofeng is about to marry Luo Qingxue in the future, and when the time comes, we will ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Duanmu Jing flicked his sleeve robe very impatiently, and said coldly: "Don't mention this matter again." I'm a little tired, if there is nothing else to do, you can go back first, and inform the elders in the hall to go back too."

Duanmu Xuan's face was unwilling, he looked at his uncle's back coldly, and after a long time, he said, "Yes, that nephew is retiring."

After standing for a while, seeing that Duanmu Jing still didn't say anything, he reluctantly walked out and closed the door again.

In the huge room, only Duanmu Jing was left.

There is a valley wind blowing gently, blowing on Duanmu Jing's face.

He looked at the mist in the valley in front of him that had not yet dissipated, and a few mocking smiles suddenly appeared on the face of the head of the current martial arts number one sect.

He was mocking someone, someone else or himself.

"Hehe, isn't a person's fate just like the morning mist in this mountain, which can only drift with the wind."

Duanmu Jing muttered to himself: "In the end, we are all just chess pieces at the mercy of others, and how can we really live for ourselves."

Outside the courtyard, Duanmu Xuan's footsteps paused slightly, and he glanced back at his uncle's study behind him with feeling, but the distance was too far, and he didn't hear half a word of what Duanmu Jing just said.

After a while, Duanmu Xuan walked away again. For the first time, he found that his uncle had become such a stranger.

And what about himself?

He didn't just become insidious and vicious because of his lusts. Once upon a time, he was also a hot-blooded young man full of pride and righteousness, but now?

In a trance, he seemed to hear Murong Yan's inexplicable words in his ears again.

"Senior brother, if I were Luo Qingxue, I would also choose Yang Xiaofeng instead of you."

Duanmu Xuan still didn't understand.

The next moment, the sun completely shone on the ethereal peak, and the mist in the mountains finally slowly dissipated.

A gentle breeze blew slowly, making a faint sound, as if someone was sighing slightly.

But what are you sighing about?

Perhaps, it was sighing for the poor, and at the same time hateful.