"Yo!" Qi Heng smiled meanly, "What's the matter, Master Chu is willing to confess?"

Chu Tao glanced at Qi Heng and sighed solemnly: "I have already said that it is not my doing. ”

"Why did Leng Yinghua die under the Dragon Sword?"

"The White-Clad Holy Envoy ......"

Qi Heng was furious: "Nonsense! How could the white-clothed holy envoy have anything to do with Feng Yi?!" Seeing that his fist was about to fall again, Shen Yanfei suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Qi Heng's wrist: "It's not good, Qi Dashao." It is against morality to deal a heavy hand before being convicted!"

Qi Heng was finally a little embarrassed.

Chu Tao only glanced at him faintly and smiled: "If I were you, I would not sit idly by and watch my wife being taken away by the killer and entangled in the details." Of course, I don't expect you to take my word for it. But at least we'll have to send someone after you!"

Qi Heng was even more angry: "Didn't you kid hide her?"

Chu Tao smiled bitterly as if he was watching a strange joke and shook his head: "It's useless to talk too much." Before you dispose of me, let me have a few words with Junhe. ”

"Who won't let you talk?"

As soon as Qi Heng's words fell, Xie Junhe took a few steps closer, but was blocked by several swordsmen.

Qi Heng said: "That's it!

Chu Tao politely thanked Qi Heng before turning to Xie Junhe: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, don't look so ugly." ”

"Is it really okay?" Xie Jun was puzzled.

Chu Tao avoided this topic with a smile, and his eyes still flashed with unchanging clarity: "Know what to do?"

"Yes, white-clothed holy envoy. ”

Chu Tao shook his head: "I'm worried about Leng Fengyi." ”

Xie Junhe roared in shock: "You fucking die in the flowers!" The people around him were almost stunned by him, and only Chu Tao was calm, who seemed to be used to this stinky temper and smiled lightly. In the blink of an eye, the fire burned out, and Xie Junhe nodded: "Don't worry." ”

"Tell Qin Dashao that I will still do my best what he asked me to do. ”

"Good. ”

"Take care of the sea of snow. ”

Xie Junhe nodded, turned to Qi Heng and said, "Before the matter is clear, if you dare to move a finger at will, I will let the Feather Sword Sect level your Qi family!"

"It's a pity ......" Chu Tao smiled faintly, "You're half an hour late." As soon as the words fell, he had already turned around and glanced at Qi Heng, indicating that there was nothing else to say. Tied up without resistance.

Xie Junhe was stunned. Looking up, a moon shadow was confused and chaotic in the thick fog, and black and white had already turned into ash that could not be disintegrated in the chaos of the world. In Qi Heng's rampant and smug laughter, the swordsmen of the Qi family left with Chu Tao with his hands tied behind his back. "Wait!" were the words on their lips for a long time, but they didn't come out until the group completely disappeared into the night mist.

Shen Yanfei stayed at the end of the line, and when he walked in front of him, he raised his eyebrows meaningfully at him.

What do you mean? Is it a provocation? Xie Junhe was extremely angry, but he couldn't do anything about it. He stood there for a long time, until the dew soaked his clothes, and he shivered. Only then did he wake up: Chu Tao had been taken away by Qi Heng, in front of him!

A mysterious and old voice echoed in his ears: Don't be sad about gains and losses, don't be happy about love. Hongchen Mo, today is not yesterday. Flowers and leaves fall, people become their own. Enmity and hatred, laugh and say......

Yes, it was outside the post house, swaying the prayer wheel, singing in a low voice of sadness and vicissitudes. Who is singing this ominous sound? Suddenly, when he was about to pursue it, the sound suddenly dissipated in fragments, and Qin Shi's horse's hooves stepped fiercely in front of him. He knew that it must be no good, so he borrowed Qin Shi's horse and flew here, but unfortunately it was still too late.