Hearing Song Qiu's words, Jiang Fenghan's expression became very serious, he stared at Song Qiu's eyes and warned: "It's a good thing to have ambition, but don't turn this ambition into ignorance, I admit that the mysterious organization behind you may have a very powerful force, but that person is not something you and the organization behind you can kill, that is a terrible person, if he is really about to die, he will definitely pull half of the immortal cultivation world to bury him." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Song Qiu was silent for a long time, and said with a smile: "I know, I don't know who some people are, who is Duan Jiulang?"

Just now, Jiang Fenghan had just introduced Duan Shijiulang's identity and background, Song Qiu was very young, less than twenty years old, and it was obvious that he was far from the age of Alzheimer's.

The absence of Alzheimer's means that he has not forgotten.

Who is Duan Jiulang, who is Duan Jiulang, who is not Duan Jiulang, this question is no longer important to Song Qiu, at least not now.

What he needed was a reason.

Who is Duan Jiulang?

Why should he be his enemy?

This second question is what Song Qiu wants to ask, and it is also the most urgent need to know.

As the old Chinese saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles. If you face an enemy and you don't even know why he is your enemy, then you must not be far from defeat.

Jiang Fenghan understood what Song Qiu meant, and explained: "The person who committed suicide is named Qin Hanye, who is Duan Jiulang's junior disciple and the favorite disciple of Xin Wuye, the head of the Shangqing faction in Maoshan Mountain. ”

Seeing Song Qiu frowning, Jiang Fenghan suddenly said again: "Duan Jiulang also has an elder brother, who also died about half a month ago, and died in Jiangcheng. ”

Song Qiu looked at Jiang Fenghan and asked a little puzzled, "Could it be that his brother's death has something to do with this matter?"

"Yes, it has a relationship, and it has a big relationship. Jiang Fenghan asked rhetorically, "You really don't know?"

"What do you know?" Song Qiu wondered.

"According to the information I received, his brother was killed, and the name of the person who killed his brother was ......"

"Song Qiu. ”

Song Qiu Huoran raised his head and met Jiang Fenghan's eyes.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet and instantly spread throughout Song Qiu's body, and the black hand behind the scenes had already stretched out his claws to him half a month or even earlier?

But what is that man trying to do?

Song Qiu couldn't figure it out.

"That's not what I did. Song Qiu stretched out his hand to an old tree next to him, pressed his five fingers, buckled a large piece of dry bark, held it in his hand and crushed it, shook his head and said.

"I know, but Duan Jiulang won't believe it. Jiang Fenghan said.

"Yes, I have no evidence, how can I prove my innocence? Song Qiu said with a wry smile.

He remembered one thing and said to Jiang Fenghan: "By the way, I haven't thanked you for giving me a guarantee in front of Yuanlong, speaking of which, you and I are not familiar with it, since the first meeting, I have always owed you a favor, and I am ashamed." ”

Jiang Fenghan said: "I said, don't thank me first, maybe your troubles are caused by me." ”

Song Qiu looked at the eldest disciple from the "Kunlun Heavenly Palace", the immortal cultivation sect, and said softly: "It's mine that can't hide, and if it's not mine, it won't come, I believe that all this should be the doom of my life." ”

Jiang Feng smiled coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to be a supporter of the theory of fate. ”

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A quaint wooden two-story building stands at the top of the mountain, and when you look down from the attic, the red leaves of the mountain are spread out from the bottom of the attic, making it seem that there are both distinct layers and majestic spirit.

The red color that spreads all over the mountain makes the whole mountain look thrilling.

Yes, not magnificent, the landscape of the whole mountain only reminds Li Zhushi of the word "thrilling".

It's not just because she was in the mouth of the tiger at this time and was tied up and captured.

More because it's unnatural.

The beauty of the world's landscape, in the eyes of Li Zhushi, the beauty lies in the word "nature".

Nature, nature, when nature is not natural, then it is not beautiful at all.

This maple forest is very unnatural, and it is very abruptly red when it should not be dyed red.

"Looking at your eyes, you don't seem to like this maple forest very much?" Duan Jiulang leaned on the railing of the attic, looked at the autumn forest downstairs like a picture scroll, and asked Li Zhushi.

"It's too unnatural, it's too unreal, I don't like it. Li Zhushi stood not far away, staring at Duan Jiulang, pursed her lips, and asked, "You just let me stand like this, and I'm not afraid of running away?"

Duan Jiulang chuckled lightly, and made a grabbing motion towards a maple tree under the attic, the maple tree shook and swayed, and a maple leaf was really sucked in through the air.

Turning his head to look at Li Zhushi's shocked and speechless expression, Duan Jiulang asked, "Do you think you can run away from my hand with my hand?"

He stood up straight, brushed the dust on the non-existent railing between his two sleeves with both hands, and said: "I tied you up, just to target Song Qiu, not to have any enmity with you, I don't beat women, and I don't think it will be a glorious thing to bully women, so if you cooperate with me a little, I won't embarrass you." ”

"Sounds like you're a gentleman. Li Zhushi's expression was very cold, no matter who was kidnapped inexplicably, the expression on his face would not be very good-looking, even if the kidnapper said that it was extravagant, it would not make people feel more good.

"I'm not a gentleman, I'm just a layman. Duan Jiulang chuckled.

He looked at the only mountain road leading to the bottom of the mountain under the attic, as if he was saying to Li Zhushi, and as if he was talking to himself: "Yo, there are guests coming." ”

At the end of the mountain road, a green shirt fluttered slightly because it was walking a little faster.

Li Zhushi noticed that Duan Jiulang's eyes that had always been relaxed and casual became serious for the first time, mixed with a bit of incomprehensible excitement and nervous complex contradictions.

As an ordinary person, Li Zhushi, who had not been in contact with the world of immortal cultivators, would not understand what that green shirt meant to this generation of young immortal cultivators.

At this moment, in Duan Jiulang's eyes, the green shirt between the mountain roads was no longer a green shirt, but had become a towering mountain.

A seemingly insurmountable mountain.

The strong pressure of the mountain surged towards him, and his hands and feet did not know whether they were excited or nervous, and became a little disobedient.

Once, he had dreamed of this mountain countless times in his dreams, and this mountain was so distant and majestic, and it seemed so unattainable.

And now, the mountain is coming its way to him.