In a trance, Xie Junhe only felt that he had a long dream. In the darkness condensed into patches of blood, he smiled silently - he would never believe that this blood all over the ground would be Chu Tao's masterpiece. Chu Tao, whom he knew, would have a warm smile on his face even in the cold winter. Chu Tao, whom he knew, if he was provoked, at most, he would lock himself in the study and throw something out of his hand. Chu Tao, whom he knew, always took care of his own dignity - because it was Xue Hai who had an accident this time, did he kill people like crazy?

How would Chu Tao feel when he saw him at this time?

Xie Junhe pulled the corners of his mouth arrogantly, froze the fierce murderous aura on his face, and resisted everything around him: "So-what do you want to do with me?" The unusually cold arrogance made the cold light of the swordsmen draw their swords ignite, reflecting his face. But it only reflected the colder coldness on that face—without the slightest popularity, the fierce light of a wolf.

Wang Hong said calmly: "The young master is waiting for you to go back and give everyone an explanation." ”

"I owe no one an account—" he said dismissively, "you tell him that I have nothing to say." ”

"It's better for you to say this yourself...... Including, your relationship with the North Shore. ”

The corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly: Why did you mention this stubble again? Staring at Wang Hong for a long time, his heart suddenly changed, and he shook his head, his situation was much more embarrassing than he imagined. It should have been figured out that sooner or later his unknown identity would kill him, and no one would believe what a Northshore man said, especially when they thought they had real evidence.

Isn't this just a clear proof for Wang Hong? While Chu Tao was fighting with Konoha, he Xie Junhe and others abducted Xuehai with others, and he was arrogantly pretending to be drunk in Ningxiang Pavilion. Chu Tao really led a wolf into the door.

"I'm sorry, your life and death, only the young master can decide. Wang Hong waved his hand, and immediately the three or five swordsmen stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, as if to press him to the ground and never turn over.

"Let go!" he threw them all a few paces away, and everyone thought he was going to flee, and for a moment they were preparing for a battle.

The cold gaze swept over the faces of those who had been dealing with each other for ten years and had shared life and death, and they were speechless. said that they were advancing and retreating together, and once they got involved with an unknown identity, they immediately turned their faces ruthlessly. People on the North Shore - Should you be dead in the rivers and lakes on the South Shore? Tired, yes. If Chu Tao really wanted to kill him at this moment, he would just stretch his neck and accept it.

At the turn of ten years, he died in vain: "I-go with you." ”

Chu Mansion.

It doesn't get any weirder than that.

In the conference hall, Chu Tao sat quietly in the shadows, opening and closing, fiddling with the folding fan in his hand. The hall was full of people who didn't dare to come out. Only him, Xie Junhe, raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly. The wine has long since woken up. It is not too much to say to Chu Tao what he should do, he is just waiting for a result that he deserves. Whether he was expelled from the door or thrown into the river to feed the fish, even if Chu Tao immediately pulled out his sword and cut him, he deserved it.

squinted at Wang Hong, raised his head, and looked like he was not afraid of being slaughtered by others. Wang Hong hummed and said, counting the many things that Xie Junhe had been doing since he got involved with the Feather Chasing Sword Sect. And, the identity of that damn "North Shore Man" - at least his acquaintance with Qin Dashao was seen by everyone. Now that the accounts are settled after the autumn, the guilt will naturally be counted one more. He had heard too many of these words. It's just piled up, and it's a little more verbose.

But Chu Tao strangely didn't make a sound.

After fiddling with the folding fan in his hand, he fiddled with the severed silver hairpin on the desk again, and gently tapped the tabletop, making a slight noise. This is more terrible than a rage, because no one can figure out his mind at this moment. The silence buried in the shadows seemed to brew a bigger storm.

Xie Junhe knew that he had disrupted Chu Tao's overall plan, and even turned a victory into a defeat that couldn't be worse—if he hadn't been led away inexplicably, nothing would have happened to Xuehai, and the Purple Jade Order wouldn't have fallen into Konoha's hands. He didn't want to explain anything, it was useless to talk too much, did he want him to tell Chu Tao that he left his post without permission because of an inexplicable pipa song and a woman he had never dealt with?

Chu Tao may believe it, but more people have to get to the bottom of it. This will implicate his origin and the relationship with the Qin family -- Wang Hong should not have forgotten the letter sent to him in the name of Qin Ye......!

He didn't want to make things so embarrassing - at least there was no need to embarrass Chu Tao anymore.

With a sound of "Dangchang", Wang Hong's words were suddenly interrupted, and everyone was so shocked that they suddenly shrank their necks. But it was just a broken silver hairpin that was thrown at Xie Junhe's feet—the one he gave to Xuehai. Girl, it's a pity. With nothing to say, he put away his hairpin and smiled. Still silent.

Chu Tao finally raised his head and slowly paced to his side, but deliberately didn't look at him and greeted everyone. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "In this matter, I have the responsibility of negligence - poor planning and poor discipline. If my father is here, I will not be able to escape a cane. Uncle Wang, let me give you an explanation first. ”

Wang Hong's iron face was almost stiff.

Feng Ruohan had already taken the iron rod, and it was stupid to hear Chu Tao say this, and he was stuck at the door and couldn't advance or retreat - he thought that this iron rod was used to beat Xie Junhe.

"Senior Feng, what will my father do, you can do too. Here, you are the oldest. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and no one had the right to interject. If the wind is cold, he will settle down and grit his teeth.

The iron rod crossed a sharp arc in the air, and slammed into Chu Tao's back, making not a muffled sound, but a creaking sound of friction and tremor between bones - with only one stick, Chu Tao could not kneel on the ground, and even if he knelt, he was only supported by his arms. Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead like rain in an instant.

All around was the sound of inhalation.

Xie Junhe was stunned. Feng Ruohan really dares to make a heavy hand!

But Wang Hong knew: It's not that the wind is cold, but the weight of this iron rod can really beat people to death. He stepped forward to help Chu Tao up, just like when Chu Tao was beaten by his father more than ten years ago.

"Young master," Feng Ruohan said with tears in his eyes, "If Chu Yuan's hero is here, he can't bear to see this." He will tell the young master: If a person is not a saint or a sage, he can do no wrong. Leading everyone to bring the young lady back is the most important thing. ”

"I know...... Someone at the dock is already checking. With the help of Wang Hong's strength, he gradually stood firm, "But this matter can't be concluded like this...... Who can do nothing, but if there is, you have to carry the ......" He glanced at Jun He meaningfully, as if deliberately to let him know that this sentence was directed at him.

Like a sharp blade cutting out the heart, but there is still no word.

But the resentment of the people has really subsided by more than half.

"Iron-hearted?" Chu Tao's gaze swept towards him again—guessing that this should be the last warning.

Nodding in acknowledgment, refusing to speak.

So Chu Tao waved his hand: "Follow the door rules." He walked out and never looked back. What were the door rules? He never asked.

But this is probably what Wang Hong is most happy to see. In the courtyard, the crackling sound of the rod struck everyone's heart. Xie Junhe didn't say a word from beginning to end. There will not be a single person around him who will intercede for him.