Qingyun's sword fairy in white

Chapter 145 Setting the blame (two in one)

"Okay, I will tell the valley owner about this matter, and we will meet here after we discuss it."

After listening to the middle-aged man's translation, the skinny old man pondered for a long time before speaking.

Hearing the words, the black cloak snorted coldly, obviously thinking that these people were afraid of the beast god, but although this black cloak was arrogant, it also knew the importance of the matter, so it opened its mouth and screamed a few times.

The middle-aged man who translated heard the words, nodded to the skinny old man, and said: "The patriarch agreed, but at most seven days, we will meet again in seven days."

The skinny old man nodded, gestured to the middle-aged middle-aged man who was following him, and then wanted to say something.

But the black cloak reached out to grab the middle-aged man of medium build, and then swept out of the ancient temple directly, ignoring the skinny old man who seemed to be about to speak, obviously not paying attention to him.

Seeing this, the skinny old man looked annoyed, and his right hand under the sleeve was burning faintly, but the middle-aged man who came with the black cloak pulled his sleeve and signaled him to calm down with his eyes.

The skinny old man took a few deep breaths, and after the black cloak disappeared, the old man suddenly kicked and smashed the altar in the deserted ancient temple, and said angrily, "How dare you bully me like this!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who stayed behind hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Uncle Shi, these are just animals, for the sake of the master's plan, I hope Uncle Shi will be patient!"

Hearing this, the skinny old man sighed: "You're right, for the sake of my Fenxiang Valley plan, I don't care about this beast right now."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who stayed behind, and said, "Sun Shu, speaking of it, you have stayed with the beasts for many years for my big plan of Fenxiang Valley, and you have suffered a lot, right?"

Speaking of this, he sighed again, and then seemed to be comforting, and then said: "You just came back, and Shangguan Ce asked your brother Sun Tu to go again. It is really hard for you two brothers."

The man who was called Sun Shu by the skinny old man was a little panicked when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Master, you are joking. My disciple and younger brother, Sun Tu, have been cared by the owner of Fenxiang Valley and all the masters since they joined Fenxiang Valley. Can repay. How dare you not do your best if you can report a little favor now?"

When Wan Youxuan heard Sun Shu's words, his eyes became darker. It seemed that many people in Fenxiang Valley were involved in this collusion with foreigners.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and patted Bai Ruoli's shoulder to let her hide her breath, then her figure swayed slightly and disappeared in the shadow of the ancient temple.

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Bai Ruoli hid her aura when Wan Youxuan disappeared, but for some reason, she frowned, and looked at the two people in Fenxianggu in the ancient temple with even colder eyes.

The skinny old man shook his head slightly, patted Sun Shu's shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Nephew, you are still so humble. That person Shangguan Ce is really nothing. Nephew, practice hard so that he can shut up."

Sun Shu looked embarrassed, but he didn't want to go against the meaning of the uncle in front of him. He coped with it a few times, but he didn't dare to mention the name Shangguan Ce, as if he was very afraid of this name.

Bai Ruoli, who was hiding in the dark, sighed secretly in her heart. The two men mentioned Valley Master and Shangguan Ce, who were the biggest high-level executives in Fenxiang Valley. One can imagine.

It's just a pity that the 800-year-old righteousness of Fenxiang Valley has disappeared in this generation, colluding with killing and killing strange alien races, which is worse than the Demon Cult.

Thinking of this, Bai Ruoli suddenly noticed the name Beast God again.

If she remembers correctly, it seems to be a creature created by a human priestess with the most ferocious energy in the world, and it is also immortal.

It's just that since the so-called beast god was created by the hostility of heaven and earth, it is a natural hostility to her, the incarnation of justice between heaven and earth, and Wan Youxuan, the master of the Star Sword.

This beast god is of the same origin as the Zhuxian sword of Qingyunmen. This witch who created the beast god really left a great gift for the creatures of this world!

Such a huge trouble, this Fenxiang Valley is on the contrary...

After thinking up to this point, Bai Ruoli looked coldly at the two people in the hall, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth, it was really absurd to seek a tiger's skin like this.

In the ancient temple, after the two discussed for a while, Sun Shu blew out the dim candle beside him, and then the two walked outside, apparently wanting to leave.

It's just that when they were about to walk out of the gate, there was a sudden scream. This scream didn't sound like a human being, but it sounded like a ghost crying.

The two people in the deserted ancient temple were taken aback by burning incense, they stopped immediately, and looked in the direction of howling ghosts.

After the two people in Fenxianggu listened carefully, they immediately realized that the scream was coming from the black cloak just now. Their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately raised their magic weapons and walked towards the direction of the scream.

Bai Ruoli also recognized the source of the screams, but she didn't move immediately, but stared blankly at the direction from which the screams came from.

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Not far from the deserted ancient temple, there is a rather dark hillside.

A fiery pillar of profound fire suddenly rose into the sky from behind the dark hillside, and the scorching heat emitted by that pillar of profound fire made the three people in Fenxiang Valley feel a little terrified.

At this time, Bai Ruoli also left the ancient temple, looked at the pillar of mysterious fire rising into the sky, and sighed softly.

The two people who came to support from Fenxianggu, although a little timid, did not slow down at all, especially the skinny old man, the dark red fairy sword under his feet shot out after the pillar of fire appeared.

It's just that before his fairy sword reached the hillside, the shrill screams suddenly stopped, which made the skinny old man even more flustered, and accelerated his speed.

When they reached the back of the hillside, they saw Sun Tu standing there intact, and next to him was a charred corpse with a fish head, and the black cloak was gone.

The skinny old man was startled and angry, and there was a trace of fear, because if they read correctly just now, the person who killed the head of the Murloc tribe used the world-famous Xuanhuo of Fenxianggu.

In their feeling, the might of the mysterious fire could turn the murloc patriarch into nothingness, but this man left the body behind, obviously trying to blame them on Fenxianggu.

Although the skinny old man also hated these murlocs, he also knew that the owner of the valley had an agreement with these alien races, and now that something like this happened, he couldn't explain it to the owner of the valley.

In addition, he was not a match for an expert who could control the Xuanhuo to such an extent, but this person didn't seem to want to kill them, and he didn't do anything to Sun Tu who left with the murlocs.

In this case, apart from the possibility of wanting to blame Fenxianggu, this person might be a senior of Fenxianggu?
Thinking of this, the skinny old man turned his head to look at the stunned Sun Tu, and said, "Sun Tu, Sun Tu, Sun Tu! What happened just now?"

Hearing the uncle's call, the middle-aged man called Sun Tu came back to his senses, and said in a daze, "Uncle, is there any senior living in seclusion in our Fenxiang Valley?"

The skinny old man heard the words, and after a long silence, he said: "Maybe, you continue."

Sun Tu nodded, calmed down, and said, "Uncle, just now when the patriarch of the murloc clan took me away, a man wearing our Fenxianggu clothes suddenly appeared. This man was wearing a mask. A wave made me leave the side of the murloc."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and continued: "Then this senior used the unique profound fire of our Fenxiang Valley to envelop the patriarch of the murloc tribe, and after you arrived, the pillar of mysterious fire that almost reached the sky It just appeared."

"However, after the Profound Fire Pillar disappeared, this senior disappeared, and the disciple didn't even notice how this senior left."

At this time, Sun Shu also came to them. After hearing what his younger brother said, he was also shocked, and turned his eyes to the skinny old man.

The skinny old man frowned, obviously he couldn't guess which senior it was, and he didn't know whether this senior knew about their plan, or simply wanted to save their Fenxianggu people, or simply didn't like it. Hi Shiwan Dashan alien race.

After a long while, the skinny old man suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Which senior from Fenxiang Valley is here, Fenxiang Valley disdains disciple Lu Shun to pay respects to senior's demeanor."

It's just that the skinny old man shouted for a long time, but no one came out to answer him.

Lu Shun took a deep breath, the current situation is a bit complicated, and he doesn't have any thoughts about the identity of this person.

If it was the seniors of Fenxiang Valley, it would be fine, but if it wasn't for the seniors of Fenxiang Valley, the existence of such a person who controls the unique profound fire of Fenxiang Valley would not be a good thing for them.

After thinking alone for a long time, Lu Shun turned his head to Sun Tu and Sun Shu and said, "You two nephews, take this corpse back and hand it over to the owner of the valley for investigation. I think the owner of the valley can know the origin."

Speaking of this, he looked towards the dark woods and sighed: "No matter who this person is, I have to meet him, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the valley owner."

Sun Tu and Sun Shu nodded quickly, saluted and said, "Yes, uncle."

Lu Shun was also not in the mood to watch them salute, and went straight into the dark woods.

Sun Tu and Sun Shu looked at each other, and then looked at the charred corpse with disgust. Sun Shu, who had been in the murloc for a long time, even kicked the corpse a few times.

……

In the faint southern border, the moonlight is dim.

Under the dim moonlight, the desolate ancient temple looked even more desolate.

Suddenly, a dark red light fell in front of this desolate ancient temple, and after the light dissipated, Lu Shun's figure was revealed. Holding the fairy sword in his hand, he began to carefully explore the desolate ancient temple.

Lu Shun returned to this desolate ancient temple because he had scoured the vicinity for a long time, but he hadn't found the slightest trace of anyone. At this moment, he could only put his last hope on this desolate ancient temple.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, which made Lu Shun, who practiced the Taoism of Fenxiangguhuo, shudder.

This weird night wind made Lu Shun's palms clenched tightly to the immortal sword sweat. He didn't think there was anything at first, but now he looked at this deserted ancient temple with some fear.

However, no matter how weird it was, he had to go in and investigate. After all, the murloc who was burned to death by the mysterious fire just now was the patriarch of the murloc tribe in the Southern Border's Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

He was killed when he met him, and died under the mysterious fire. If he couldn't find the person who killed the head of the Murloc clan, he would not be able to explain to anyone, nor would he be able to quibble.

Because he happens to be able to use profound fire, and his morality also coincides with the injury on the head of the murloc tribe.

There is no evidence, not to mention whether Sun Tu and others will testify for him, even if they testify for him, they may not be able to escape the punishment of the valley owner.

All of this is too much of a coincidence.

Lu Shun also knew that the cooperation between the owner of the valley and the foreign race in Shiwan Dashan had concealed the fact that many elders of Fenxiang Valley, especially the disciples of the younger generation, did not know about it.

Even Gu Master's own disciples, Li Xun and Yan Hong, didn't know that Fenxiang Valley had mysterious cooperation with the enemy race.

And it was such an important matter, if he made a mistake, in addition to the punishment of the owner of the valley, he might also have to bear the endless assassination of the murlocs.

Lu Shun sighed quietly, he really felt very troubled.

After checking the ancient temple, he came to the gate of the ancient temple, and then suddenly shouted: "Senior, Fenxianggu Lu Shun sincerely pays respects, and I hope that senior will show up to see you."

Unsurprisingly, no one answered his question, and Lu Shun became more and more irritable when he thought about his future situation.

A moment later, Lu Shun suddenly raised his fairy sword and slashed at the desolate ancient temple.

With his angry blow, he cut the ancient temple in half from the middle, and his sword energy made the ancient temple slowly burn.

Lu Shun looked at the slowly burning ancient temple in the middle, closed his eyes, sighed faintly, and flew into the air.

After a long while, a dark red light appeared here in front of the smoldering ancient temple, and Lu Shun's figure appeared again.

It turned out that just now Lu Shun hid behind the high-altitude clouds and concealed his aura, just to see if anyone would extinguish the flames of the ancient temple.

But until he came to the ancient temple again, no one cared about the smoldering flames of the ancient temple. It seemed that no one was still in place.

In addition to being disappointed, Lu Shun's expression also showed a trace of fear, but even so, Lu Shun dispersed the slightly burning flames on the ancient temple.

It's not that Lu Shun likes this ancient temple, but because of his behavior, when the murlocs or Guzhu and others come to investigate, they can naturally recognize why the ancient temple is missing.

At that time, it will be even more difficult for him to explain. Since the person who killed the head of the murloc clan is not there, he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

After the flames dissipated, Lu Shun looked at the ancient temple again, and slowly scanned the surroundings of the ancient temple.

The last hope was gone, he raised his head and sighed, a moment later Yujian left in despair, the dark red light gradually faded away, and finally disappeared into the sky.

The deserted ancient temple became truly silent.

Just a moment later, the shadow beside the ancient temple suddenly moved, and then two figures slowly appeared.

One of the two figures walked out first. This person lowered his head and walked slowly, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes became colder, and there was a faint murderous look on his body.

It was Wan Youxuan who had changed back into the black robe.

He slowly raised his head to look at You Yue.

The cold moonlight seemed to fall on his face when he took off his mask because of his gaze.

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(End of this chapter)