On the side of the 10,000-year-old cold region of the frozen and snowy Hanging River, since the fight against Ankai City to collect troops and return to Zhuang, the three sons of An Tucheng - An Zejiang, An Zeyi, and An Zeqi, led by Lei Lijun, entered Hanging River together.

In order to dispel Feiyu Villa's concerns, Yan Sheng ordered to lift the Tianluo Netting Wall guarding the Hanging River, and as a result, the Heavenly Gate in the triple enchantment reverted to its original state of nothingness.

In order to appease their anxious emotions, Yan Sheng first let them see An Tu City, and then arranged for the three of them to rest for a night, and then entered the Canghan Palace the next day to discuss together.

In this long night, An Zeqi tossed and turned, and there was an indescribable and unclear anxiety in his heart, as if something was going to happen, and he was almost half-awake and half-asleep until dawn, until the next morning, when the first beam of light hit his face, An Zeqi's heart was a little more steady.

As soon as the three brothers of the An family got up in the morning, as soon as they met, there were guards to pass on, and the holy monarch of Hanging Chuan was waiting to be summoned, and the three of them followed the guards to the Gaojie Canghan Palace of Qinghua, and were the first to see Yan Sheng sitting in Gao Gaoyan, and the five elders sat in a row down the row, and his father An Tucheng also sat side by side in the hall.

Although Yan Sheng did not embarrass An Tucheng, but for An Tucheng, who was accustomed to Xianyun Yehe, the past few days in Hangchuan were no different from house arrest, so he leaned back on the back of the chair with a black face, knocked down the sandalwood armrest, and deliberately vented his anger with a knocking sound.

Yan Sheng smiled slightly, took the lead in opening the chatterbox, and asked, "Master Anzhuang, have you been a little tired of not taking good care of yourself these days?"

An Tucheng straightened the tiger's back all of a sudden, twisted his eyebrows and said, "That's not it!"

Yan Sheng persuaded him: "Don't worry, before finding out the truth, although the owner of An Zhuang can't leave Hangchuan, he can also play in Hangchuan at will." ”

When Lei Lijun heard this, the Holy Monarch was using his usual tactic of delaying the army, and hurriedly echoed: "Exactly!" But as soon as the words fell, no one responded, Lei Lijun was immediately a little embarrassed, thinking that the cause of this matter was related to himself, it was better to keep his mouth shut.

When An Tucheng heard this, he got up angrily, raised his arms and pointed to the main hall, and said angrily: "Don't be sloppy with me, there is no shortage of Hangchuan's elixir and jade liquid, Feiyu Villa! I want to know which bastard the real murderer is more than you! If you catch that bastard, don't do it, let me beat him to a pulp!"

Seeing that An Tucheng couldn't bear his anger, Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and said: "Yes! This person's methods are vicious, and his heart is even more ruthless! He actually killed an old man!"

An Tucheng nodded heavily, thought about it, and said quickly: "Ahem! If you want me to say that a slap can't make a sound, it's also to blame that old man for acting recklessly, and he will be beaten and killed indiscriminately, and it is inevitable that something will happen!"

Yan Sheng nodded leisurely and said tentatively: "Oh? So, Lord An Zhuang did have a fight with Elder Fang?"

An Tucheng stood dumbfounded, and An Zejiang got up first and said angrily: "Dare to ask the Holy Monarch, do you really think that Fang Zhizhong was killed by my father?"

Yan Sheng saw that An Zejiang was young, but aggressive, and his always gentle complexion immediately became grim, and he said solemnly: "Right and wrong, you have to sort out one by one!"

An Zeqi moved to the eldest brother's side and glanced at him, An Zejiang saw that Yan Sheng was angry, so he sat down silently, An Tucheng was still in place, and said confidently: "The body is not afraid of the shadow, Fang Zhizhong and I have had a fight, but it is limited to a move, and I have not made a dead move! Besides, the old man will open the guy if he doesn't agree with him, can I not fight back in vain?"

Yan Sheng asked: "An Zhuang's major is unfathomable, you think you are not ruthless, but you can make a light gesture, Fang Lao may not be able to bear it!"

An Tucheng said: "You have seen his death, no matter how I am, I didn't stab him in the head! But I really can't remember the events of that day. ”

The more An Tucheng spoke, the weaker his voice became, and he fell on the chair with a puzzled face. Yan Sheng frowned and asked, "Since the battle is fierce, how can you not remember clearly?"

An Tucheng was stunned, the scene in his mind was indeed chaotic, and the fragments could not be connected no matter what, and suddenly, An Tucheng shouted: "Ahhh

Taken aback, everyone was shocked, and Yan Sheng hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

An Tucheng slapped his thigh, trembled his fingers and said, "I remembered, before I fainted, I seemed to see someone!"

Not only Yan Sheng, but everyone's hearts hung up together, and they asked in unison, "Who?"

An Tucheng's brows furrowed, and he bothered to recall, "That person's body method is extremely fast, somehow, he came to me, I didn't even see his face clearly, I fainted!"

Yan Sheng asked, "The ghost step that person used?"

"Impossible!" An Tucheng said sharply: "The Netherworld Technique was created by my ancestor of Feiyu Mountain Villa, if it is true, how can I not recognize it, don't rely on Feiyu Mountain Villa again!"

Yan Sheng ignored An Tucheng's words, and asked rhetorically: "Is there a footwork that is lighter and traceless than the Netherworld Ghost Step?"

An Tucheng thought about it, shook his head and said: "No, I feel that that person's footwork is not unusual, his swift skills are all driven by cultivation, that person is not simple!"

Yan Sheng had already decided in his heart that there was someone else who killed Fang Zhizhong, and he confronted An Tucheng, Yan Sheng's heart sank, and he thought: "If there is really another powerful person who intends to provoke the fighting intent of Yushan Villa and Hanging River, you must not fall for his tricks!"

An Tucheng let out a "huh" again, and said in a loud voice: "I remember! That person stunned Fang Zhizhong first, and then came to me, and I fainted!"

An Zejiang said loudly: "It must be that person who killed Old General Fang." ”

Everyone was falling into a delusion, and in the main hall, a young man's voice sounded, and he said categorically: "Elder Fang wasn't killed by that person!"

As soon as these words came out, the four were shocked, and they all looked at the young man who spoke, but they didn't expect that this young man was none other than An Zeqi, who was eager to clear his father's grievances!

An Zeqilei stood up and said unhurriedly: "It's not that I don't want to prove my father's innocence, but there must be only one truth, if everyone is confused, my father will not be able to change his innocence in the end!"

Yan Sheng has always looked at An Zeqi differently, and now An Zeqi's words, just a few words, made Yan Sheng even more fond of him, and asked, "Nephew An Xian, what do you think?"

An Zeqi said unhurriedly: "If Fang Lao was killed by that person, he should have knocked my father unconscious first, and then killed Fang Lao, and blamed my father to the end, why leave a handle? Moreover, my father said that the person was unfathomable, and there was no need to kill people with sharp weapons, Grandpa Fang was killed by a piercing head, it seems that someone else wanted to provoke Xuanchuan!"

An Zeqi's words were convincing to the people present, and Yan Sheng asked: "If you have any guesses, tell them together!"

An Zeqi said loudly: "I think that the two people who knocked Elder Fang and my father unconscious, and killed Elder Fang!"

Yan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to open his lips, An Zeqi smiled coldly, and asked, "Actually, the Holy Monarch has been ignoring a question. ”

Yan Sheng asked, "What?"

An Zeqi looked around the hall and asked loudly, "Doesn't anyone want to ask, why did Elder Fang have a conflict with my father?"

Yan Sheng was shocked, he really ignored this problem, Fang Zhizhong died, everyone was looking for the real culprit, and they didn't care about this simple source at all.

Seeing that everyone in the hall was talking to each other and discussing privately, An Zeqi smiled thinly, "There is one person who knows!"

Everyone stared at An Zeqi in confusion, and An Zeqi suddenly raised his voice, "That gentleman on the beam, don't hide!"

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