Chapter 254: This Dagger, Is It Yours?

Hearing Yang Fenglou's outright denial, Liu Jinniang laughed miserably, her face distorted, and she said hatefully:

"Yang Fenglou, you admit to killing your first husband, although I hate you to the core, I want to praise you for being a good man, but you flatly deny killing my family Lin'er, what is the reason!?

Ha ha...... I know, you killed my family's first husband, it was a head-to-head duel, and you are a four-grade kill three-grade, which is enough to make your Yang Fenglou's name spread all over the rivers and lakes, and my Lin'er is a waste material who doesn't know martial arts, killing him will damage your Yang Daxia's prestige, isn't it!?

Okay, you Yang Fenglou, who sells his reputation, you can admit it, and if you can't make a name, you don't admit it, how can there be a scumbag like you in the rivers and lakes!?"

Facing Liu Jinniang's scolding, Yang Fenglou's face turned cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yang is a good man, born between heaven and earth, he will only stand up to the sky and the earth, and act in truth! It was killed by Yang, whether it is a head-on duel or a private assassination, Yang has absolutely no reason not to admit it, but it was not killed by Yang, who cares if he is a civilian or a high-ranking official, whether he is a martial artist or a grandmaster, Yang will definitely not admit it!"

"Yang Fenglou, do you dare to say that you didn't kill my Lin'er?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Okay, good, good! I didn't expect you Yang Fenglou to be so cunning and kill my family Lin'er, but I didn't dare to admit it!"

"I killed it, I will naturally admit it, I didn't kill it, what do I admit?"

The two of them quarreled like that.

In the end, the abbot couldn't stand it.

"This female benefactor, you insist that Yang Shizhu killed your son-in-law, but I don't know what happened? When did your son-in-law die? Where did he die? How can you prove that it was Yang Shizhu?"

Liu Jinniang's eyes were red, staring directly at Yang Fenglou, if her eyes could kill, Yang Fenglou didn't know how many times she had died, she listened to the words of the abbot of this letter, and snorted coldly.

"Okay, since you Yang Fenglou don't admit it, I'll tell you how my son died tragically, and also help you Yang Daxia make a good reputation.

That day, Tongjian Villa was in chaos, Tongjian Tower was blown up into ashes, you killed your first husband again, and Mrs. Nie's thing to help you, Lin'er and I naturally didn't dare to stay in Tongjian Villa anymore, so we had to follow Elder Wu to the Songshan Sword Sect to temporarily shelter.

Although the late husband died tragically, but in the final analysis, the situation is stronger than people, I am a weak female streamer, and with a child who does not know martial arts, even if I want to avenge my first husband, it is beyond my power, in desperation, I can only knock out the front teeth and swallow it in the stomach, I also taught my family Lin'er, let him bury the hatred deeply, if there is a chance, naturally to avenge his father, if there is no chance, can live peacefully to old age, our mother and son, and admit!

Who knows, just three days ago, my family Lin'er and his fiancée Ke'er went to the back mountain of Songshan Mountain, and on the night of the Middle Yuan Dynasty, they prayed for his dead father to turn paper into paper.

Fortunately, that Ke'er is a young talent of the Songshan Sword Sect, although he can't compare to your Yang Fenglou's youthful talent, but he also has seven-grade internal strength, and after being suddenly attacked, he retreated while fighting, and shouted for help.

It just so happened that the great elder of the Songshan Sword Sect was also praying for the deceased son in the back mountain of Songshan, and after hearing the news, he quickly came and took you Yang Fenglou.

After a battle, you are not the opponent of the Great Elder, and you fled, how could the Great Elder let go of you, the murderer, and chased all the way to the back mountain of the Wuru Peak of Shaomu Mountain, and saw you climb over the wall into Shaolin, and we knew that you, a thief, actually lived in the world's largest faction.

Seeing this, the great elder did not dare to grudge with Shaolin, so he temporarily retreated, and in the past three days, my Songshan Sword Sect spread heroic posts and invited righteous people from all over the rivers and lakes, which surrounded the mountain gate of Shaolin today.

Yang Fenglou, what else do you have to say!?"

Yang Fenglou and Master Benxin glanced at each other, and saw a sense of relief from Master Benxin's eyes, after all, Yang Fenglou had not taken a step out of Shaolin at all for more than three months, especially on the night of Zhongyuan, Yang Fenglou would be together all night long, training the Shaolin class on the performance of "Slippery Oil Mountain", so that it was impossible for him to go to the Songshan Sword Sect to kill Yuanlin.

Yang Fenglou looked at Liu Jinniang and said loudly:

"Madam Yuan, you keep saying that I killed Ling Lang, but I don't know, how did you know for sure? Did you see my face with your own eyes at that time?"

Liu Jinniang smiled coldly.

"You Yang Daxia is ruthless, you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots of Tongjian Villa, kill a young man who is not proficient in martial arts, with your insidiousness, how can I let me see your face with my own eyes, but do you think that if you cover your face with a black scarf, I can let you do whatever you want?"

Yang Fenglou smiled coldly.

"And how do you know it's me?"

"I know that you, a thief, don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you don't admit it, it's okay, come and see, what is this!?"

After Liu Jinniang finished speaking, she took out an object and held it high, but it was a dagger.

"This is the dagger you used to kill my son! When the Great Elder Wu Feilong fought with you, you were not an opponent, and after throwing the dagger, you fled, and the Great Elder saw that after you entered Shaolin, he deliberately returned to the back mountain of Songshan to find it.

This dagger is made of stainless steel, and a line of small characters is engraved on it, 'Gift to the eldest brother Yang Fenglou, Niu Si, in the second year of Qianfu'.

Yang Fenglou, do you dare to say that this dagger is not yours?"

Yang Fenglou's face suddenly darkened, this dagger was indeed his, and it was given to him by Niu Si in the capital Chang'an Zhang Dashanren's Mansion, but this dagger had long been lost.

That day, Tongjianlou self-destructed, although Yang Fenglou successfully escaped with the help of Niu Si, but when he was in mid-air, he was also affected by the self-destructive aura of Tongjianlou, and was pushed away fiercely, after landing, this dagger was lost, Yang Fenglou at that time, ******** wanted to avenge Niu Si, there was no time to look for it, and when he killed Yuan Zhen with self-injury and self-destruction, he suddenly fainted, and then woke up and was in retreat for a long time, and when he remembered this dagger, time had already passed for a long time, and there was no way to find it.

In fact, when Yang Fenglou found that this dagger was lost, he still gave Niu Si a place to bury it, he wanted to bury such a dagger in Niu Si's clothes mound, but after discovering that it was lost, he regretted it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, this dagger appeared here, and it was used by someone with a heart, not only killing Yuanlin, but also planting a blame for himself.

Yang Fenglou did not hide it, and explained the situation one by one, but in exchange for Liu Jinniang's laughter.

"Yang Fenglou, you killed my son, left the murder weapon at the scene, and now say that this dagger has been lost for a long time, you can't take these righteous people as fools!? If you don't dare to admit it, it doesn't matter, but I want you to make up a more complete lie, if you lose it, you want to get rid of suspicion, you dream!"

Yang Fenglou's face turned cold.

"Believe it or not!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the argument between the two sides once again reached an impasse. (To be continued.) )