Chapter 317: The Storm is Coming

Xie Shan was silent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Listening to the truth in Luo Qingyu's mouth, he really didn't know whether to be happy or worried, or sad, sad for his family.

Although he is not directly related to the people of the Luo family, he has long regarded everyone in the Luo family as his closest people.

Luo Qingyu was also silent, and said after a while: "Now, you understand"?

Xie Shan was still silent.

Luo Qingyu took another sip of weak tea, then stared intently at the teacup in his hand, and said slowly: "At the beginning of this matter, Duanmu Jing first gathered killers to raid Qingshui Villa on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival twelve years ago, causing Qingshui Villa to be slaughtered overnight. And now, he has moved his goal to our Falling Snow Valley. Duanmu Jing threatened my father to attack Xiaofeng, just to break up Xiaoxue and Xiaofeng's marriage, so that Xiaoxue could marry to Ethereal Peak. After that, Duanmu Xuan could use the identity of Luoxue Valley's son-in-law to meddle in the affairs of the valley, and then gradually control Luoxue Valley, and finally completely annex Luoxue Valley. In this way, two of the three largest forces on the rivers and lakes today have been controlled by Duanmu Jing, as long as he takes action to destroy the Fengyue Sect again, he will be able to achieve his super ambition of dominating the world and dominating the martial arts."

Xie Shan sneered: "Okay, good, it's really a very good poisonous plan."

Luo Qingyu also sneered: "It should be said that it is a very good wishful thinking."

"It's indeed a wishful thinking ......", Xie Shan sneered again: "It's a pity that Duanmu Jing has made thousands of calculations, but he has miscalculated one person."

"Who"?

"Young master, you".

Luo Qingyu groaned: "I"?

"Yes, it's your ......", Xie Shan squinted his eyes and said, "Duanmu Jing thought that as long as he could coerce the master and control him, he would be able to control the entire Falling Snow Valley, but he forgot that the real person in charge of the Falling Snow Valley today is already you."

"What can I do"?

Xie Shan shook his head and said: "Young master, you are not like the master, you are cowardly when you encounter problems, and you don't have the indecisiveness of the master."

"Maybe it's ......", Luo Qingyu suddenly smiled again, smiled sadly, and said, "If there is nothing else, Uncle Xie, you can go back first."

"It's ......", Xie Shan responded, and just walked a few steps, but Luo Qingyu stopped him again.

"Uncle Xie......".

"What else does the young master have to say"?

"Are you scared"?

"Afraid of what"?

"In the war after tomorrow, maybe we will all die"?

Silence, after a long silence, Xie Shan laughed and said: "People always have to die, but it's just a matter of time, what difference does it make if it's later or earlier." However, in order to protect their loved ones, in order to protect their homeland, even if they die, they will die without complaint."

Qingshan Town.

In an inn.

Lin Xiong stood with his hands in his hands, and asked Tang Yunfei behind him lightly, "Are you sure Yu'er is in the hands of the old thief Duanmu"?

"Yes", Tang Yunfei nodded and replied in the affirmative.

Lin Xiong asked again: "Then you haven't found out where the old thief Duanmu hid Yu'er?"

"Not really, but the saint was indeed taken away by Duanmu Jing, there is no doubt about it."

"Oh......".

"I hid outside Duanmu Jing's study door and heard his conversation with Duanmu Xuan."

"What did they say"?

"I heard it clearly, they said that they should use the Holy Maiden as a bargaining chip to deal with Yang Xiaofeng and you."

"Okay, I know ......", Lin Xiong's face was cloudy, and he said lightly: "You go back immediately, and you must absolutely protect Yu'er's safety." When I reach the top of the Ethereal Peak, I want to see her standing in front of me completely, and if I see that Yu'er is missing a hair, don't blame me for being ruthless to you."

"Yes......", Tang Yunfei said solemnly: "The subordinates will definitely not live up to the expectations of the sect leader." If I can't keep the saint safe this time, I will leave it to the master."

Lin Xiong waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go."

"Subordinates retreat", Tang Yunfei bowed to Lin Xiong and saluted, his footsteps moved slightly, and he gently swept out of the window like a ghost.

The night was dark, and the air seemed much duller.

Is it going to rain?

Lin Xiong stood in front of the window, looked at the dark night sky in front of him, and said for a long time, "Come in."

As soon as the words fell, Kong Yanshu pushed the door in.

Lin Xiong didn't look back, and said coldly: "Are you ready?"

"Alright".

"How many of our people have arrived"?

"According to the sect leader's order, except for Hua Rongying and Tan Min, who were injured by Yang Xiaofeng a few days ago, the rest of the flower envoys and Dharma protectors are all here."

"What about the others"?

"Except for the disciples who are guarding the halls and the main altar, as well as some other sect members who really can't get out of their bodies, almost all the elite disciples in my sect this time have been exhausted, and the number is as many as four thousand six hundred and thirty-eight."

"Very good ......," Lin Xiong smiled with satisfaction and said, "Over the years, our Fengyue Sect has always kept a low profile, and we have rarely had too many head-on conflicts with other sects. Then, this time, we will have a head-to-head confrontation with Ethereal Peak, and let those so-called righteous hypocrites know the strength of our Fengyue Sect. Otherwise, I'm afraid they still think that the Fengyue Sect has disappeared from this river and lake."

Kong Yanshu frowned and said worriedly: "It's just that in this way, I'm afraid the situation of the saint will be ......."

Lin Xiong smiled lightly: "Don't worry, as long as I live in the world for one day, the old thief of Duanmu will not dare to do anything to Yu'er." He knew very well what kind of revenge he would face if he hurt my Lin Xiong's daughter."

The wind whined, blowing in through the window, and suddenly I felt a clammy and cold air blowing in my face.

"Look, it's going to rain soon."

"Yes, ......", Kong Yanshu nodded: "April is a rainy season."

"Guess how heavy this rain will be later"?

"It must be a stormy ......".

"Stormy"?

Lin Xiong muttered. Before the words fell, a blinding lightning bolt pierced the night sky, and then a thunderclap came, which only shook people's ears deaf.

The wind blew much harder, and it wasn't long before the rain finally started. Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky in a hurry, and immediately engulfed the town beneath the ethereal peak.

Sure enough, it was a storm.