Songhai City!

On the street!

"It seems that the perpetrator is anything but ordinary!"

"Among the hundreds of schools of thought, even if doctors are not good at fighting head-on, their methods are extremely magical and strange, and they can heal their own wounds without fear of consumption."

"You must know that the other party did not kill one or two members of the medical family, but killed all the medical members who came to the Little Saint Xian Manor in Songhai City to participate in the meeting!"

"It's still on the street...it's really lawless and arrogant!"

There are hundreds of houses around, and travelers are talking about it.

Ying Ziye looked at the corpses in front of him with deep thought in his eyes.

Wangyousheng refers to a warrior in the Xuan realm who is skilled in both medicine and poison. He is extremely powerful within the same realm and is difficult to rival.

Now, he was killed together with the rest of the medical family!

It’s enough to show how powerful the murderer is!

Ying Ziye looked down at each corpse of a doctor with burning eyes.

There were scars all over the wound, all caused by sharp objects.

When he reached out and touched it, an extremely sharp yet strange and sinister sword energy lingered and pierced his fingertips.

"The person who kills the doctor must be a strong swordsman, and his swordsmanship is sinister and weird!"

Jianjiu and Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

The officers and soldiers on the side heard this and couldn't help but secretly marveled.

"The Eighth Young Master actually has such vision! Could it be that the Eighth Young Master is also a martial artist? That shouldn't be the case! I have never heard of the Eighth Young Master practicing martial arts!"

"On the contrary, I love reading."

"I heard that the Eighth Young Master has countless strong men under his command, but they have been hiding them secretly. Yesterday, he made a big splash, shocking hundreds of schools of thought and all major forces!"

at this time.

Ying Ziye looked at the corpses of doctors one after another.

After the inspection was completed, Ying Ziye looked at Yuan Tiangang and whispered: "Go ahead and ask the bad guys to investigate this matter secretly!"

"Here!"

Yuan Tiangang said respectfully.

Confucianism!

Little Sage Village.

A mass death incident occurred on the streets of Songhai City, which quickly spread throughout Songhai.

After the disciples outside Xiaoshengxian Village heard about this incident, they immediately rushed back to report the matter to the three village owners.

"Three owners of the village, something serious has happened. All the medical staff have been killed on the streets of Songhai City. The garrison has been alerted to investigate."

"What?"

Fu Nian stood up in shock.

Zhang Liang and Yan Lu on the side also looked in disbelief.

All the dignified doctors and powerful forces that could be counted among hundreds of schools of thought were completely wiped out.

"This is troublesome!"

Fu Nian whispered and frowned!

Hundreds of schools of thought came here at the invitation of Confucianism, and now the doctor has died in Songhai City. If Confucianism cannot give a reasonable explanation, I am afraid this matter will not end well!

Zhang Liang couldn't help but sigh helplessly and said: "It's such a troubled time!"

Just when Yan Lu and others were frowning and thinking hard about how to deal with this matter.

A figure in a green robe and a Confucian robe stepped forward.

"Don't worry!"

Master Xun stood in front of a few people and said calmly: "Strictly speaking, this is a good opportunity for Confucianism."

His voice sounded particularly confident.

"oh?"

Fu Nian and the others were startled, with confusion in their eyes, and asked doubtfully: "I wonder what Uncle Master means?"

When Master Xun heard this, he looked solemn and said: "No matter who the murderer is, we can attribute it all to the murderers of Soul-Eating Prison!"

"It depends on how the Eighth Young Master handles it at that time. If it is not handled well, the trust of the various schools of thought will inevitably be lost, and Confucianism can also take the opportunity to regain control of the various schools of thought!"

Fu Nian and others' eyes lit up.

Confucianism is not the leader of hundreds of schools of thought. If something goes wrong, Ying Ziye or the Legalists will naturally be at the forefront.

If Ying Ziye and others cannot handle it, Confucianism can take its place!

What a good strategy!

"What my uncle said is true!"

It's night!

The dusk is dark and the moon is high.

The breeze blows slowly and the shadows of the trees sway.

In the inn, Ying Ziye was leaning on the window sill, holding a wine flask in one hand and drinking heavily, singing a few poems from time to time.

Just at this moment, a figure flashed from the darkness and stood next to the window sill.

Ghost mask, wearing a cloak!

It is Yuan Tiangang.

"Sir, all the doctors and family members were killed in one blow and died without any defense."

"Whoever wants to take action must do it secretly and be very powerful!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Tiangang's eyes burned brightly.

"Judging from the wound, the wound is very consistent with the famous sword in the hand of Six Sword Slave."

"snort!"

When Ying Ziye heard this, he couldn't help but snorted, and secretly sneered in his heart.

Overlooking the entire Songhai City, he looked at the Little Saint's Manor and where hundreds of other scholars lived.

"Luo Wang chose a good time to make the water of the various schools of thought even more muddy."

"Taking action against the doctor at this time will definitely make people think that it is the work of the Soul-Eating Prison murderers. I believe that the Little Saint Xian Manor will not fall into silence soon."

"Confucianism will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble!"

When Yuan Tiangang heard this, he hesitated and said, "I wonder what Master is planning?"

Ying Ziye laughed coldly: "Since Luo Wang wants to muddy the waters, let's give him more strength!"

The next day!

The sun rises in the east, and the golden sun emerges!

Confucianism!

Outside Xiaoshengxian Village.

There was a buzz of people.

Hundreds of schools of thought gathered here.

"On the territory of Confucianism, there was a murder case, and it was against people from all the major powers of our schools. Please give me an explanation!"

"That's right, this is your Confucian territory, and you have to protect our safety!"

"The invitation was issued by your Confucian family, please give me an explanation!"

There were constant shouts, and the Confucian disciples had no choice but to respond politely and delay everyone.

I didn't dare to refute or get angry.

If we refute this situation rashly, it will definitely bring disaster to Confucianism.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. I have sent people to notify the three village owners and my great uncle Xun Fuzi!"

"I will give you an explanation."

Confucian disciples follow the correct path.

"snort!"

When everyone heard Master Xun's name, their tone softened significantly.

In addition to asking for an explanation, they are more worried about their own safety!

About half an incense stick!

Four figures walked out of the gate.

The leader was none other than Master Xun, followed by Zhang Liang and three others.

"Everyone!"

Master Xun coughed slightly.

But it instantly overwhelmed the din of the entire audience.

"Both I and Xiaoshengxianzhuang feel very sorry for the murder of the doctor and his team!"

"Don't worry, everyone, Little Sage Village will definitely protect the safety of all the major forces of the various schools of thought!"

"However, the most important thing right now is to kill the Soul-Eating Prison murderers as soon as possible!"

Xunzi's eyes were burning and he said vigorously.

Everyone in the audience heard it clearly and were stunned for a moment.

The faces of the various schools and major forces were moved. A flash of panic flashed through their faces, and they asked in a voice, "Could it be that the murderer of the doctor was the Soul-Eating Prison murderer?"

"That's right!"

Master Xun nodded slightly.

When everyone saw this, they understood.

If they were really the murderers in the Soul-Eating Prison, it would be understandable that all the doctors would be wiped out.

After all, the Soul-Eating Prison is filled with extremely powerful warriors who have existed for who knows how many years. They are all invincible at the same level and are all top-notch!

He is murderous by nature and takes pleasure in killing!

What's more, they responded to Confucianism's call and gathered here in order to eradicate the murderers of the Soul-Eating Prison.

Nowadays, it is normal for people to find out about it and come to kill them.

"hateful!"

"We haven't even gone to look for trouble from the Soul-Eating Prison murderers, but they came to kill us first!"

"That's so arrogant!"

Hundreds of schools of thought and major forces showed angry faces one after another, and their teeth were about to crack.

"quiet!"

Master Xun unleashed a powerful momentum and suppressed the entire crowd, instantly causing all the various schools of thought and major forces to stop making noise.

Everyone looked at him again, waiting for the next step.

Master Xun frowned and said with a worried look on his face: "Now the murderers from the Soul-Eating Prison have targeted hundreds of schools of thought."

"Even if I can protect everyone for a while, once the murderer finds an opportunity, he will definitely defeat all the schools one by one!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything by then..."

When all the scholars heard this, their expressions changed!

"What should I do?"

"Oh, can we just sit back and wait for death?"

"Absolutely not, there must be a glimmer of hope!"

The murderers of the Soul-Eating Prison were so powerful that they were shrouded like a dark cloud.

It made everyone panic and uneasy.

It's time!

Everyone looked at Confucianism and Master Xun, as if grasping the last straw, asking for help urgently: "What can Master Xun do?"

For the current plan, we can only rely on this land god!

When Xunzi saw that the time had come, he felt proud, but he shook his head helplessly.

"How can Confucianism overtake others?"

"This matter should be decided by the Eighth Young Master who governs hundreds of families!"

Master Xun's words seem to be quite consistent with yesterday's agreement.

When the various schools of thought and major forces heard this, how could they not know the true meaning of Xunfuzi's words?

But there was nothing they could do against Master Xun!

It’s not that Xiaoshengxian Village doesn’t care, it’s just that it can’t manage them all!

As for how to do it, whoever comes first should go to it!

In desperation, everyone discussed it.
Chapter completed!