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Chapter 85: Undercover

Fachang Temple, although Master Xuezhan accepted Murong Ruo, he encountered a big problem—Murong Ruo's facial features, restored the original appearance. If Murong Yan sends someone to search Fachang Temple again at this time, he will definitely not escape.

This person can no longer stay in the temple, but how to get out is also a big problem.

Master Xuezhan was in a dilemma. Murong Ruo had been meditating during the past few days in the temple. Finally on this day, he asked Xuezhan, "Master, I have no chance to win him, do I?"

Master Xuezhan sighed and said, "In life, the success or failure is difficult to judge. Why should your Highness be attached to the mountains?"

Murong Ruo said, "But I am the Crown Prince of Dayan, and now ..."

Master Xuezhan said: "His Royal Highness, you are only born in the house of the emperor. In fact, no one can be a prince."

Murong Ruo was silent. Master Xuezhan said, "In fact, sending His Royal Highness back to Jinyang, Lao Na thought about this result. But if His Highness is not allowed to try on his own, His Highness will inevitably die. Now, can His Highness be put down and far away from other countries?"

Murong Ruo said, "Master, from the moment I was born, my mother told me that I am different from others. I am the eldest son of the emperor. In the future, the entire Dayan world will be mine. Later, I really became a prince. I heard too much, so I took it seriously. "

Master Xuezhan said: "Amitabha, Your Highness, Dayan has blood-stained the city several times for this imperial power. His Highness alone returned to Jinyang this time, and 100 people died in singing the Scriptures. His high-confidence belly was also damaged. . And if these rivers and mountains are really in the hands of His Royal Highness, can it be better than now? "

Murong asked slowly, "So, Master actually disapproves of me regaining the throne, right?"

Xuezhan was silent. Murong Ruo said, "I see."

Xue Zhan said, "Let it go down, which is good for Your Highness. The wind has been too tight in recent days. Your Highness should be calm and calm. After a few days, Older will arrange for Your Highness to leave Jinyang."

Mu Rongruo knelt down and said, "The disciples thank Master."

Xuezhan helped him up and patted his shoulder gently.

Outside the temple, Feng Ping often came over, but the embargoes secretly monitored for many days, and never found Murong Ruo. Duanmu injury said: "Just received the news, Tibetan song went back to re-examine the Tibetan tomb, he should have found it."

Feng Ping had a little joy on his face, saying, "He hurried back to Jinyang?"

Duanmu injury said: "There are a lot of checkpoints along the way, he is a bit laborious to come by himself."

Feng Ping nodded: "I'll order someone to let him go back to Jinyang. You send someone to follow him closely, and you must not get lost."

Duanmu injury said: "Relax, it is my uncle who is in charge of following him this time, and he is distracted. If a person is distracted, he can't avoid other things."

Feng Ping looked at the mountain gate of Fachang Temple again and said, "This time, you have to make great achievements."

Jinyang City, Jiang Fu is full of joy. The queen gave birth to twins, and Murong Yan immediately gave the child a name, and Jiang Fu also had a reward. Together with Jiang Bilan's mother, Zheng's, also got a death.

At this point, most of Yu's land has been reclaimed, and only a few isolated small towns are still under control. The army will of course return. Murong Yan was in a good mood, but she also approved Jiang Bilan's elder brother Jiang Qi's request to assassinate Yudi.

But in any case, Daqin must return. He was originally the royal family of Yu Di. Would Murong Yan be assured that he would stay there?

Da Yanqin was like a mirror. When the army returned to the army, he followed Zhou Xin and returned to Jinyang City.

At the same time, Murong Yan sacrificed the sky at the Mingyue platform. At the same time, Jin Feng Zhou Xin was awarded Dayan Wei and awarded the title of second lieutenant. Although Jiang Bilan was shortly after giving birth, she also dressed up to attend the ceremony. Everyone sang a song of praise, with a smile on everyone's face.

Mu Rongyan stood on the stage, watching Bai Yujie's endless stretch, he sacrifice wine, and suddenly saw that the man was blood again, walking slowly with the help of the housekeeper. The ceremonial officer read the memorial ceremony, Jiang Bilan stood side by side with him, and saw his eyes pierced through this bright moon platform. He didn't know what he thought of, and where he looked.

Later, it is the mage practice. The ministers were more free. Feng Ping came over and whispered to Jiang Sanyi, "Tibetan songs have come to Jinyang."

Jiang Sanyi nodded and said, "If he comes over, things are half done."

Feng Ping said: "It's just using Tibetan songs to deal with Lengfeiyan, I'm afraid ... and the whereabouts of Zuo Canglang are still unknown, you see ..."

Jiang Sanyi looked up at Jiang Bilan in a red palace costume on the platform of the Ming Dynasty and said, "The old man has his own plans for Tibetan songs. Well, if you are on the news network, no one will be stronger than Yanlou. Duanmu family is even Now it has become the leader of the martial arts league. Compared with the swallow nest, it is also a group of straw bales. It is not easy to find people. The swallow nest is much simpler. " Every time I develop to a place, I always start from small. These baffles had previously been sneaking chickens and not doing business.

The swallow's nest gives silver money every month, and it can still be prestigious. Why not? Especially after taking □□ of Yanzilou.

Its news network, even knowing the liaison office, so far, the Duanmu family dare not move.

Jiang Sanyi said: "As long as Leng Feiyan is in trouble, she will know."

In the night, Tibetan Song just returned to the inn, and received a note, Leng Feiyan asked him to meet in the Singing House in the fourth day of the week. At this time, Leng Feiyan, who was looking for Murong Ruo's trail near Fachang Temple, also received a letter—Tibetan Song asked her about three more hours and met in the singing hall.

With a five-finger grip, she shredded the letter into pieces. After Tibetan song was out of the city, of course she sent someone to **** him. He went to Fangcheng to dig a grave for autopsy, and of course she knew it. Now that he is back in Jinyang, it goes without saying that he is also for revenge.

I thought that if he would leave Dayan at this point, it would be fine, but this fool would have to return to Jinyang again. Also asked her to meet. Confrontation? Or revenge?

Is it necessary to tear up the last trace of tenderness?

At night, Leng Feiyan came to the singing hall alone. The singing hall is very quiet. Not long ago, Murong Yan killed hundreds of monks here. At this time, there was no one here. Even officers and men usually do not come. There is no doubt that it is suitable for doing secret things.

Leng Feiyan entered the building, and it was dark inside. Lost believers, even though the ancient Buddha is still alive, even the long beacon has gone out. Leng Feiyan has been guarding against the sudden release of Tibetan songs. In fact, no matter who it is, it is understandable to avenge the death of his parents.

There was a faint noise in the darkness, and Leng Feiyan took out the fire, just about to ignite, and suddenly a wind came from the air. Leng Feiyan had already prepared and was not flustered, and reached out with a palm of his hand.

She knew very well the skills of Tibetan songs. But with a pair of palms, she only felt a pressure coming down the sea!

Until then, Leng Feiyan was shocked-not a Tibetan song! Her chest twitched for a while, but after all, she squeezed a blood from her throat and flew back! The man was so tight, the wind was strong and powerful, and he was a master of foreign kung fu!

Leng Feiyan's mind is like electricity, drawing a sword in his hand, in the end it is a chess match, after a few moves, the opponent's offensive slowly slowed down. Leng Fei Yan said, "Who is it?"

Who did this despicable trick to take her life? Duanmu family?

But Duanmu Family, is there such a master?

The man didn't answer. There were a few tricks in the darkness. Leng Feiyan had already shed a little blood, and the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake. Slowly, she recognized who this was, and Shen Sheng said, "Xue Zhan?"

The other person punched and punched the stone to break the stone, Leng Feiyan carved it with a soft touch, grabbed a flaw, and almost cut off the meridian of his thumb. Xuezhan snorted, and the blood dripped to the ground. He said, "Yanlou Louzhu, it really deserves its name."

Leng Feiyan is not a person who likes to explain. Hearing that the other party is Xue Zhan, one sword and one sword, it is even tighter.

The more Xuezhan confronted her, the more frightened. This master of the Lou Tower has always been famous. He never imagined that the swordsmanship was so amazing. He didn't dare to be distracted. He was good at punching, but the wound between his thumb and forefinger began to affect his punching.

The great masters of the two big swallows are fighting. After all, Xue Zhan was aged, and even if he was old and strong, physical strength would never be a cold opponent. He was breathing heavily and sweating on his head. Leng Feiyan's sword stopped and said, "Master Lao. No matter who sent you to come, I will not kill the weak under the sword, you go."

Xuezhan choked, even in the dark, he could still feel the chill of her sword edge beyond half an inch. He said, "What do you mean? Didn't the landlord Jo Lao Na come here?"

Leng Feiyan was also stunned, but both were extremely vigilant. She did not dare to be distracted to ignite her misfortune, and said, "I received a letter from an acquaintance. Let me meet him here. The chanting building was attacked by the master. "

Xuezhan was shocked. He and Leng Feiyan had never met before, but received a rumor from Yanlou in the afternoon, saying that he had evidence that he had hosted the insurgents in private, which led him to go to the singing hall to surrender Murong at night If. Otherwise, thousands of monks on and down Fachang Temple will have their heads settled for them.

Xuezhan was so angry that he could not surrender Murong Ruo. However, it is indeed possible for a force like Yanlou to say that it has evidence. Nothing can be seamless. If people don't know it, they will do nothing.

He pondered repeatedly, what would happen if Murong hides in Fachang Temple?

But he could not surrender Murong Ruo. He only ambushed in the chanting building, trying to kill the man who threatened himself.

Until then, the two talents found something different. Xue Zhan said, "Lao Na received a letter, but Yan Lou sent it in the name of the landlord."

Xuezhan lit the flame, took the letter out of her arms, and handed it to Leng Feiyan. Leng Feiyan took it over, and Shen Sheng said, "The letter was indeed sent by Yanlou ... but I didn't know it." She groaned a little, and now there is only Feng Ping who can do anything in Yanlou.

When she fell into Ashabahara, Feng Ping took charge of Yanlou and Swallow's Nest on her behalf. Although the time is short, it is impossible to test whether he has any hesitation in the Yanlou.

Furthermore, Feng Ping was in charge of the orphan camp before. He knows this kind of organization. It's easy to get involved.

Now Master Xuezhan is still in front of him, Leng Feiyan said, "We are all fooled. Someone wants to use the master's hand to deal with me."

Xuezhan was surprised when she saw her face clearly. I thought that she should be a lot of years old anyway. I didn't expect to be so young. He folded his hands and said, "Amitabha. It seems that the old man was reckless."

With blood on his hands, Leng Feiyan took an elixir for internal injuries and said, "The misunderstanding clarifies that the master can leave."

Xue Zan said, "The donor just hit Laona's hand, but it was an open palm. This palm is very powerful. Now that the misunderstanding has clarified that Laona's sneak attack is wrong, can he let Laona heal the donor?

Leng Feiyan was slightly lucky, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, but I was not badly injured, and some people can heal it."

Xue Zhan nodded and turned out to sing.

Leng Feiyan still had some concerns about Tibetan songs. As soon as he entered Jinyang City, someone sent a letter in his name. Apparently his whereabouts were well known. He must be very dangerous now. She was going downstairs and as she walked to the main hall, suddenly a sword came across.

Leng Feiyan froze in her heart, and when she evaded sideways, she said, "Hidden song?"

In the dark, Tibetan songs sounded cold: "I asked you, did you kill my father and mother?"

Leng Feiyan sighed and said, "Tibetan songs. If I said no, do you believe it?"

Tibetan songs are two swords, flashed by her in the dark. He was also desperate, he was not her opponent. But the sea of ​​blood is in deep hatred. He said, "My brother, Cang Feng, died in your hands?"

Leng Feiyan said: "Tibetan songs, I protect Murong Yan, but his mission at that time was to kill Murong Yan, and his position was different ..."

Tibetan song said, "It really is you."

Leng Feiyan said slowly, "Okay, it's me."

Tibetan song sorrowfully: "But you still pretend to be innocent, and accompany me over and over again in the dense forest of the Jinji Ancient Road. Finding him over and over again. Leng Feiyan, do you have a heart?"

Leng Feiyan said: "At that time, you were just a stranger to me. Tibetan songs, if I was going to kill you, it would be easy!"

Tibetan song roared: "Why don't you do it ?! Just to get close to me, steal the martial arts of the Tibetan Sword Villa, so as to deal with my father, right?"

Leng Feiyan said, "Tibetan songs, this is the last time I explained to you, I did not kill Tibetan Tianqi, nor did I kill the old and weak women and children of the Tibetan Sword Villa. You have been cheated by others."

Tibetan song said, "Why the injury on my father's hand fits with your weapon?"

Leng Feiyan said: "Because I cut his hand. At that time, Yanlou did receive an order to slaughter the Tibetan Sword Villa, but I also knew that the Tibetan Sword Villa at the time was actually in name. I called for a duel from Tibet , But I didn't kill him! Think about it, if I approached you in the first place, just to steal the martial arts of the Tibetan Sword Villa. Then when Tibetan Tianqi died, why did I approach you? "

Tibetan songs yelled wildly: "Have you ever told me the truth for so many years? What kind of cold-blooded and shameless person would you come to embrace me with your hands soaked with blood of my loved ones ?! "

Leng Feiyan no longer explained, the darkness hid her face, she said, "My interpretation of you is over. Don't say I didn't kill Zang Tianqi, even if I killed him, can you take revenge? ? "

Tibetan song slowly clenched its sword, Leng Feiyan said, "Come on, give you a chance."

The wind of the Tibetan Sword was like rain, covering her whole body instantly. That speed is already his limit, but still can't hold back the coldness. Her sword was the wind that nowhere caught, wandering invisible between his sword nets.

Tibetan songs were almost desperate, counting the swords down, but kept stuck in her moves.

Leng Feiyan said, "What revenge do you take? Just the same effort as your three-legged cat?"

Tibetan song roared, no longer defended, and each sword was attacked with openness. Leng Feiyan lightly hit the blade in his palm, restrained his acupoint, then carried him, and quickly left the singing hall. The night was dark, she said, "I don't care what you think, but you can hear me clearly. Your whereabouts have been exposed, and someone wants us to kill each other. Now I take you to a safe place."

Tibetan songs can't speak, just roll their eyes. Leng Feiyan took him and was about to leave the chanting building, suddenly the arrows came out like rain!

Leng Feiyan was shocked. She could avoid it, but Tibetan songs could not move. Seeing that all the arrows went straight to him, Leng Feiyan's sword was like a rainbow, blocking him in front of him and shooting Liu Ya down one by one. But Wan Jian rushed, and she was not a thousand-handed Goddess of Mercy, and immediately two feather arrows passed by.

She snorted, and had already returned to unlock the Tibetan song. Then Tibetan Song returned her hand, and a short blade pierced her waist. Leng Fei was slightly faint, and an arrow passed by his ears behind him. She whispered, "Do you have to do it at this time?"

Tibetan song gritted his teeth, he should feel happy, but his voice choked: "I hate you."

Leng Feiyan covered his left-handed hand and said, "I know."

At that time, the dagger of the Tibetan song was stuck in her waist, and her sword was in her hand. With just one sword, others can land on their heads and blood splashes on the spot. However, she just slowly withdrew the dagger, hiding behind a cylinder on one side, tearing her belt and entangle the wound.

Tibetan song said, "Why didn't you kill me? You deceived me and humiliated me, and you made me feel like I was a waste in life! Why don't you kill me with so many opportunities!"

Leng Feiyan laughed and said, "Because I love you." Zangge froze. She fastened the wound, stood up again with a sword in her hand. In the dim light, they could finally see each other's faces.

With tears on Tibetan Song's face, Leng Feiyan found a tricky corner, ready to kill, suddenly turned back, smiled, "Maybe you can say it, you won't believe it."

She slammed the edge of the window and jumped out of the building. Feng Ping was taken aback, and was immediately reassured. However, between the electric light and flint, Leng Feiyan had grabbed two guards nearby, blocked the arrow rain, and darted into the archer.

Feng Ping had to say loudly: "Go ahead!" Regardless of those "own people".

The archers fell piece by piece, Leng Feiyan hid from the left and right, while using these people to avoid the arrows, while cutting the melon with a sword in his hand. Feng Ping was suddenly shocked—this man! This terrible person!

He stepped back and forth, despite the knife in his hand, but still shouted, "Duanmu hurt!"

As soon as the words fell, Leng Feiyan's sword had already come to him. He didn't dare to do anything at all, just dodging blindly. At this moment, Leng Feiyan lived with a sword, Duan Murou appeared beside Feng Ping, but didn't turn his head back, and said, "Feng Tong is temporarily retired."

Where does Feng Ping use him to say, Leng Feiyan's sword, others don't know, can he still not know?

Duanmu Rou's swordsmanship is much stronger than Feng Ping. Leng Feiyan was hurt, and his breath was somewhat affected. But the corner of her mouth still had a slight smile, her sword was blood red, and she drank blood. Her eyes were also blood-red. Among the yellow torches, Zhang flew wildly, and the flesh piled up into mountains, but it was just a feast for the devil.

In the chanting building, the Tibetan song was about to come out, and suddenly there was a sound in the column, and someone broke out. He turned his head and saw Duanmu injured. Even if Tibetan song is stupid, it has been understood-Leng Feiyan is telling the truth, someone is deliberately trying to take her life!

He said, "Did you ask me to come here?" The other party's preparations were so thorough, and apparently they had been preparing for a long time.

Duanmu injury slowly walked in front of him and said, "If we don't trust the heroes of Tibet, we will have to deal with the landlord of Yanlou, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult. Speaking of it, I really want to thank Tibetan brother."

Tibetan song said: "Duanmu injury, was your last call in the forest of Fachang Temple, is it true?"

Duanmu injury said: "Zang Tianqi is also a generation of heroes. How did he teach his son so naively?"

Zangge clenched his sword and turned back to stab him with a sword. Duanmu was in trouble with him. Although Tibetan Song had a good talent, after all, he had never worked on swordsmanship when he was young. Duanmu wounded a few swords, and forced him away from the window. His sword cut wounds on Tibetan songs, but it did not kill him.

Tibetan song gritted his teeth, almost frantically, Duanmu was also stabbed with two swords. He frowned, leaned sideways, jumped out of the window, and fell outside the chanting building. At that time Duan Murou had been forced into a mess, but Leng Feiyan's situation was also a little bad.

Her internal force was mainly feminine, but Xue Zhan's energy moved through her body, and she just kept on vomiting blood.

At this point Duanmu injury rejoined the battle, her back was immediately marked with a sword injury, the blade was slanted, almost a large piece of skin. Blood quickly stained the red shirt. Leng Feiyan blocked his sword, Duan Murou quickly strengthened his offensive. The two brothers have a perfect cooperation. In this case, as long as she slowly passes away, and her blood dries, there will always be a victory.

At this time the Tibetan song also jumped down and Feng Ping went up to stop him. Although Tibetan songs have a chance of winning the game, it takes time.

This arrangement is almost seamless.

But suddenly, someone rushed over and stabbed Feng Ping into a pair! Feng Ping was startled, turned his head, and saw the cold eyes of Wu Wu. The embargo he brought was almost dead. At this time, he was forced to retreat from the sorceress, and his blood was flowing like blood.

Witchcraft is not good. He is a general, and on martial arts, how can he be an opponent of these people? Not to mention the few people here, all of them are extremely masters. He can only rescue Tibetan songs. Tibetan song did not hesitate, rushing to quickly separate Duanmu injury from the battle situation, so that he and Duanmu Rou have no chance to combine swords.

Leng Feiyan's breathing slowly increased, turning to Tibetan songs and witches and saying, "Don't entangle, go!"

Witchcraft and Tibetan songs are fighting and retreating, Duanmu Rou will not win for a while, and has no intention of chasing. Leng Feiyan quickly left the chanting hall with Tibetan songs. At this time, it was obviously unwise to leave Jinyang. She said, "Go to Fachang Temple first, and Feng Ping has searched there only once, and now you should not dare to search again. "

Tibetan song nodded, just about to speak, and suddenly wow, spit out black blood. Leng Feiyan hold back-Duanmu hurt the sword quenched poison. She quickly pulled out the antidote left by Yang Lianting from her waist, and now, regardless of the others, stuffed it into the mouth of Tibetan songs.

However, this thing, the medicine is not right, how can it work?

Moreover, since Duanmu injury deliberately poisoned her, she would not use ordinary poison. Wu Mo hurriedly said, "We must leave quickly. He is now against the party, and once the embargo is chased, I am afraid the situation will be bad."

Tibetan song glanced at her and said, "You and I have revenge, you go, leave me alone."

Leng Feiyan sighed and said, "Witch, you take him to Fachang Temple, I will go back to Duanmu Wound!"

Wu Wu hurriedly stopped her and said, "Maybe Duanmu may be waiting for you to go back and throw yourself into the net! Do you think they will give up the antidote if you go? Besides, what kind of poison is this and is there any antidote to us I do n’t know. Master Xuezhan has always been proficient in medicine, maybe he can detoxify the poison! "

Leng Feiyan thought about it, picked up the Tibetan song and said, "Go to Fachang Temple first."

Master Xuezhan also just returned to Fachang Temple, with several injuries on his body. It doesn't matter in other places. Only the right-handed tiger's mouth is very serious. If his right hand falls into a lifelong disability, his boxing skills will be almost half used up.

He was taking medicine and suddenly heard the wind—someone come in?

Of course, Leng Feiyan didn't knock on the door. At this time, the monks of the entire temple had already rested, and only the master Zengard's Zen room was still lit. She pushed in the door directly, and put the Tibetan song on the bed of Master Xuezhan: "Master, please let me know what's wrong with him, how can it be solved!"

Master Xuezhan also saw that Zangge's face was not right, so he came forward, and after a long time, frowned, "This ... is a kind of strange poison in the Western Regions, and it needs blood fat flowers to be solved. But the blood fat flowers always grow in the smoke barrier, which is not easy Yes. "

Leng Feiyan said: "I went to worship Jade, Yang Lianting should have a way."

Master Xuezhan glanced at her, slowly shook her head, and said, "The worship of the jade teaches in Gushe Mountain, and it will take a day and a night at the earliest. The donor is afraid that he has only one and a half hours to die."

Leng Feiyan Weiwei asked, "Can't find a blood lipid flower in Jinyang City?"

Master Xuezhan looked at her and said, "There is only one place in the entire Jinyang City. This flower is red and easy to identify, but in such an obvious situation, can the landlord not see the mind of the poisoned person?"

Leng Feiyan asked, "Where?"

Xuezhan sighed and said, "In the palace."

Leng Feiyan slowly walked out of Fachang Temple, and Wuxi followed him, asking, "Do you really want to go to the palace to take blood fat?"

Leng Feiyan said: "Take care of him, I'll come and go."

Wu Yan said, "Do you know what he is now? He is against the party! Lengfeiyan, you are crazy."

Leng Feiyan turned his head, raised his hand to touch his chin, and said, "I'm not crazy."

A hundred-level long order outside Fachang Temple, she was dressed in white, and went down the steps.

In fact, why not know that he should not meet him in this life.

But if I did n’t have him in this life, how would I know what my true self was like?