"At this point, it's too late to say anything. We can only try our best to escape." The purple-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "This kid Yue Ling is quite clever."
The horse-faced young man was startled.
The purple-faced middle-aged man snorted: "If you don't admit it decisively, then deny it like this, it will definitely anger them. They Wichang Sword Sect disciples are not so reasonable!"
"If you don't admit it..." The horse-faced young man felt that he shouldn't admit it: "You can still find a way to cover it up."
The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head and said: "You think too well. The Wuchang Sword Sect has many methods and many miraculous skills, which can directly identify the murderer. You don't want to escape. If you admit it categorically, you can save a lot of trouble, not to mention talking.
Frame them and let them temporarily spare you, thus giving you a chance to escape."
"Uncle Hao, I'm afraid that the sect will be harmed." The horse-faced young man sighed: "We will offend the Wuchang Sword Sect."
"The relationship between sects cannot be broken by one or two disciples." The purple-faced middle-aged man said warmly: "You have offended the disciples of Wuchang Sword Sect, but those who don't know are not guilty... More importantly, you
Those who were killed were not the disciples of the Wuchang Sword Sect."
The horse-faced young man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, you should also take a rest and take a nap." The purple-faced middle-aged man said warmly: "Recover well."
"Yes." The horse-faced young man held on to his injuries. As soon as he relaxed, he could no longer bear the fatigue and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
For a moment, the place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Junior Brother Hao..." A burly middle-aged man said slowly: "The two of them..."
"Alas——!" The purple-faced middle-aged man sighed: "Do we have any other choice?"
"Do you really want to hand them over?" A tall, thin middle-aged man frowned and said, "The qualifications of the two of them are still very good."
"What's the use of having good qualifications? You won't have a good life." The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Luck is the most important thing."
If a person has good qualifications, it will always take time to become stronger. If he is unlucky, or goes crazy, or meets someone stronger and dies.
Those with good qualifications and good luck are the real heroes.
"But handing over the two of them may not satisfy the Wuchang Sword Sect." The burly middle-aged man said solemnly: "It's better..."
"Junior Brother Hu, please don't act recklessly!" The purple-faced middle-aged man said hurriedly: "We cannot afford to offend the Wuchang Sword Sect!"
“Every wrongdoer has his own debtor,” the burly middle-aged man hummed, “It was the two of them who killed the people, not all the disciples of our Xuanyang Sect. The Wuchang Sword Sect is also a well-known and upright sect, and it also needs to be a little polite, right?
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"Junior Brother Hu, you... are too naive!" The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head.
The tall and thin middle-aged man sighed and nodded: "Wuchang Sword Sect is one of the four major sects in the world. What they rely on is not their grace and decency, but their strength. When they face the weak, they will never be unreasonable. They just use force to suppress others!"
"But..." The burly middle-aged man showed an unbearable expression.
He really couldn't bear to sacrifice two disciples just to appease the Wuchang Sword Sect's anger. This was too chilling.
The entire sect's disciples will feel chilled.
"This is how the world is dominated by the weak." The purple-faced middle-aged man sighed with a heavy expression, "I only blame us for being too weak."
"Hey!" Xu Qingluo's voice rang in the ears of Chu Ling, Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian. She sneered: "When they robbed and killed those innocent people, did they ever think about the ending today!"
When they lamented the law of the jungle, did they ever think about the innocent people they killed?
How angry and desperate those people were, they didn't care at all, and now they have tasted it.
This is the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant!
Did the master just let the two of them do this to bring retribution to the Xuanyang Sect?
Her eyes were sparkling.
Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian stared at her.
Although both of them had changed their appearance, their skin and facial features were several layers duller, but their eyes had the least change.
Clear and translucent, distinct in black and white, pure and flawless, the more you look at them, the more beautiful they become. If you look at them for a long time, you will even ignore their appearance.
They can now mesmerize people with just their eyes.
Chu Ling said softly: "Are their words true or false? They are not trying to fool us, are they?"
There is a possibility that they guessed that they were overheard, so they deliberately said this to reassure the four of them.
In fact, it is possible that he is secretly trying to find a solution.
There are many ways to do it.
Or you can find someone to make a comeback. After all, people cannot be resurrected, so finding ways to make amends is the right thing to do.
Or you can use a cruel trick to destroy their martial arts skills and use torture to make their lives worse than death.
He even asked a highly respected person to help him intercede.
"Real or false," Xu Qingluo said softly.
Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian came to their senses and frowned in thought.
They were reminded by the words of Chu Ling and Xu Qingluo, and they immediately realized that they were not as scheming as the two women.
They could actually imagine that these guys from the Xuanyang Sect might have said this deliberately to mislead themselves and others.
I never thought of this possibility.
In terms of thorough thinking, he is far inferior to them!
"In my opinion, just kill them directly." Chu Ling snorted: "It's not a good thing to save trouble. Just look at their attitude towards killing people. You can tell that they do this kind of thing often, and their death is not unfair at all.
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"This is Senior Brother Zhu's matter. We can't take action." Huang Tingjian looked helpless: "Senior Brother Zhu is not that unreasonable. If we can't handle it well, he will even punish us."
Chu Ling looked interested: "Is he really so unreasonable?"
"It's enough to call him unreasonable," Xu Jingxian said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Zhu has a straightforward temper and is impatient, so it is inevitable that he will be a little cautious in his actions."
"That's just unreasonable." Chu Ling pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Why do you say it so nicely?"
"I don't know where Senior Brother Zhu is." Huang Yongliang said: "We should inform him as soon as possible."
"Then send a signal to Senior Brother Zhu," Xu Jingxian said.
"It has been sent." Huang Yongliang said: "It may take two days."
"Hey, someone is coming." Xu Qingluo said.
Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian looked at each other.
They didn't even feel anyone.
"Someone did come over." Chu Ling said with a smile: "The cultivation level is quite powerful. Could it be that there are top experts from Xuanyang Sect?"
"That's interesting." Xu Qingluo laughed.
Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian remained silent, concentrating on the conversation.
His cultivation level is actually not as good as the two disciples of the Purple Air Sect. If they were older, it would be excusable, but they look about the same size as him.
I am a disciple of the Wuchang Sword Sect, one of the four great sects of Dayun!
Even if they are not the most elite group, they are not comparable to ordinary martial arts sect disciples.
Those who can enter the Wuchang Sword Sect are all geniuses among geniuses. In addition, the Wuchang Sword Sect has a wonderful mental method. I have been practicing hard. If I can't compare with two ordinary sect disciples, it will be really embarrassing.
"Huh——?" Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian widened their eyes at the same time and said softly: "Senior Brother Zhu!"
Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling also looked at each other.
This is quite a coincidence.
Xu Qingluo couldn't help but glance in the direction of Shenjing.
At this time, Fakong was standing on the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at this side with a smile.
He was quite satisfied with Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling's response.
He did not rely on his superior martial arts skills to force himself, but made full use of the situation, used his patience and cleverness, and borrowed the hands of the disciples of the Wuchang Sword Sect.
Don’t use martial arts if you can, don’t use force if you can, and use wisdom to the maximum extent to solve problems.
Even if it is more troublesome, slower, or even easier to fail, you still have to insist on doing it, and you must not try to save trouble and cut through the mess by force.
Once you make such a start, you will run wildly on the path of recklessness.
A reckless man is destined to be a knife in people's hands, wielded by others to kill others, but he cannot decide his own destiny.
Just like the outcome of a war is unpredictable once it starts, the same goes for fighting with others. No one knows when a hidden master will pop up.
This is what happened this time. Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling thought that it would be easy to deal with the two of them. They could still be patient and not impatient. They slowly dragged it, expanded it, and solved it completely. They were considered qualified.
However, the appearance of the disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect was indeed not a deliberate arrangement or change by him, it was indeed a coincidence.
There are indeed coincidences in things in the world.
Zhu Jiong, for example, was nearby and was summoned by two Wuchang Sword Sect disciples.
A wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared in front of them, and the figure appeared, but it was a burly young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, simple and rugged.
His eyes widened and he looked at the two of them doubtfully. His eyes fell on the two women again, turned around and left, looking at Huang Yongliang.
Huang Yongliang looked hesitant.
Xu Jingxian said softly: "Senior Brother Zhu, let's go over and talk."
He used his body skills and floated to another mountain peak.
Everyone followed.
"What's going on? It's so mysterious!" Zhu Jiong said dissatisfied: "Don't be so secretive, tell me quickly!"
Xu Jingxian took out the jade pendant from his arms.
Zhu Jiong snatched it away, glanced at it, then raised his head and glared at Xu Jingxian: "Why is it in your hands?!"
"Senior Brother Zhu, who did you give this jade pendant to?"
"Give me the third brother." Zhu Jiong said: "How come it's in your hands?"
His face was gloomy, and he felt vaguely ungrateful.
"Alas——!" Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang looked at each other and sighed.
"My third brother, he...?"
Seeing that they couldn't speak, Xu Qingluo said directly: "They were killed by two guys from Xuanyang Sect because of the bottle of Tianxin Pill you gave to your third brother."
She threw the bottle of Tianxin Dan in her sleeve.
Zhu Jiong took the Tianxin Pill with an iron face, staring at her, then turned his head to glare at Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang.
The two of them looked sad and sighed.
"Why are you sighing? Talk!"
"...Senior Brother Zhu, my condolences." Xu Jingxian said bitterly: "There is no resurrection after death..."
"Impossible!" Zhu Jiong shouted: "It is impossible for my third brother to die!... He is very lucky and has a great destiny. It is impossible for him to die like this!"
Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang remained silent.
Xu Qingluo said: "Those two guys from the Xuanyang Sect want to rob the Tianxin Pill, how can they allow him to live? ... Let's look for the corpse first. If you want to see someone dead, you will see the corpse."
Chu Ling said: "Even if you are really dead, there is a way. I heard that there is a monk Fakong in Daqian who can resurrect the dead. As long as he is under sixty years old and has been dead for no more than seven days, he can be resurrected and live to the end of the century. Sixty years old."
"Where are those two guys?" Zhu Jiong gritted his teeth and stared at Xu Jingxian.
Xu Jingxian pointed at the mountain peak opposite them.
Zhu Jiong turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated back, appearing in front of Yue Ling and the horse-faced young man, staring at the two of them: "Did you really kill him?"