The light rain in the south of the Yangtze River is another season of falling flowers.
Wei Moyan has been to southern Xinjiang for several days, but only a few hall masters and hosts know his whereabouts. The disciples in the pavilion are not aware of the situation and think that they will return in a few days as usual. Because Wei Moyan is here, the enemies of the sects who are eyeing him can't help but
Dare to come and cause trouble. Once the news spreads that he has gone to southern Xinjiang and is not in the cabinet, there is no telling how many people will take advantage of it.
"Sister, will the Pavilion Master be gone for a long time this time?"
On the green embankment not far from Poyue Pavilion, the delicate and lovely woman in green asked the person next to her, with a slight disappointment in her eyes.
The pansy skirt fluttered lightly, raising a cloud of grass fragrance, lingering with the faint fragrance of rouge, which was particularly attractive. Zixiu walked slowly with the support of Yun Yirong, with a graceful expression with a smile: "
It’s only a month or so. I’ll come back after I find the person I’m looking for. Why, are you already so lovesick in just these few days?”
"Sister, why do you always make fun of your clothes and appearance..." Two red clouds were flying, and Yun Yirong lowered his head shyly.
Zixiu knew who Yun Yirong was obsessed with, and she also knew that this infatuation would not lead to any results, because in that person's heart, except for the red and white clothes, everything else was colorless. It's just that Yun Yirong's personality is stubborn and true.
How can we persuade someone politely?
"By the way, Yi Rong, why did you refuse the Cheng family's young master's invitation to you for medical treatment several times? Didn't we get along well before?"
"Forget about that person," Yun Yirong frowned, a look of sadness written all over his face, "I only regard Mr. Cheng as a friend, but that day... he was too inconsiderate of my feelings."
The romantic Wuchen son Cheng Xiaobai sincerely places his heart on Poyue Pavilion's medical lady. This matter is no longer a secret. It has long been spread all over the city. Although Yun Yirong doesn't hate him, she doesn't have any extra affection for him in return.
His obsession was due to the fact that Cheng Mansion sent people to invite her several times but she refused. There was another reason that Yun Yirong never mentioned to outsiders - Cheng Xiaobai was Hongxian's younger brother, and Hongxian was the son of that person.
Love, is it possible to marry Cheng Xiaobai, watching the person he likes and his enemy flirting with each other every day, and their lusts and emotions?
To her, Hongxian was an unforgivable enemy with grave sins. If it weren't for her, how could the Yun family have been involved in the internal fighting in Poyue Pavilion, and how could it have led to the death of her family and their departure to a foreign country? What's more,
, she also stole the heart of Pavilion Master Wei Moyan, leaving her with a trace of love but nowhere to go.
Lu Hanhai died, Shao Fu was expelled from Poyue Pavilion, and Shen Yuqing changed her face and became a supporter of Hongxian. Now she can't find anyone who can help her eradicate Hongxian. Jealousy and worry have been haunting her, following her like a shadow.
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"Master Purple Sleeve Hall!" Someone called from a distance.
It was rare to steal a moment of leisure from the worldly affairs, but it ended immediately. This piece of shallow grass, the gentle breeze and the smooth breeze were always out of reach for me. The purple sleeves held up a wry smile.
"What's so urgent? But there's news from the Pavilion Master?"
Shen Yuqing shook his head and raised the letter he just received in his hand: "Everything is not going well."
Everything went wrong... Zixiu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The dull pain in her chest was still there, but when she opened her eyes again, she had regained her former shrewdness and strength: "Tell me, it doesn't matter."
"The various sects that had previously interrupted their alliance due to conflicts gathered together again. The leader is still the Chonghua Sect, but this time they did not attack the branches in various places, but went straight to the south of the Yangtze River. If you guessed it right, it was to attack Huanglong.
Come."
Poyue Pavilion has just experienced internal changes in the past. Now, not only the local branches, but also the Poyue Pavilion headquarters are short of manpower. Otherwise, the masters would not be in a hurry to recruit talents in southern Xinjiang. At this time, the various sects suddenly settled their differences and formed an alliance again. And there is a strong possibility of breaking through. The reason is worrying - it is very likely that someone in the cabinet leaked the news. These people learned that Wei Moyan had gone to southern Xinjiang and had no time to guard the cabinet, so they hurriedly gathered to attack again, for fear of waiting. He missed the opportunity when he came back.
Whatever you are afraid of, come what may. Now it is just you, Shen Yuqing, Shaozai, Hua Yu and others, how can you face the alliance of various sects with so many experts?
"Go on, what else?"
Shen Yuqing hesitated for a long time before speaking: "The ghost Shao Jinhou sent a message saying that the Pavilion Master and Hongxian Hall Master were attacked in Jincheng. It seems that their itinerary has been known to outsiders. The strange thing is that the target of those people is not the Pavilion Master. , but the Master of Hongxian Hall."
"Hongxian..." Purple Sleeves and Dark Eyebrows frowned tighter and tighter, and her right hand couldn't help but touch her chest, "I'm afraid they are here for the mystery."
He who masters the mystery will conquer the world. Back then, Yue Lao once declared this in Cui Mingju, Jiangnan.
After so many years of glory, Yuelao's bones have probably weathered without a trace, but this sentence has long become a monster in the hearts of countless people. Once they hear any information related to it, they will search like crazy. Hongxian, who is now the only descendant of Yuelao, Appearing in front of everyone, those delusional people who want to conquer the world will naturally flock to him and seize the opportunity at all costs, hoping that they can gain something for nothing and use the way of heaven to defeat human power.
Hongxian suffered a lot. He already had a difficult life and had to bear such a heavy family feud. Now he is even more guilty of it and has become the target of public criticism.
"Hongxian has the Pavilion Master by his side, so there won't be any danger. Are there any other situations?"
"There is one more thing that is very strange, and there are still doubts." Shen Yuqing put away the letter, with a look of doubt on his face, "Not long ago, the Jiannan Wanqi clan was killed by an unknown master, and not even half of them were left. Live. Because the Pavilion Master went to Duwang Valley to look for the Master of Hongxian Hall and had a dispute with Wanqi Family Young Master, many people in the world spread rumors that our Poyue Pavilion did this. However, the Pavilion Master did not make any move before leaving. With such an order, it is even more impossible to order people to go to Jiannan after going to southern Xinjiang. This matter has become an unsolved case."
This time even Zixiu couldn't answer.
The Wanqi family has never had any grudges with anyone, let alone causing the family to be wiped out. If someone framed Wei Moyan, what was the reason?
It is useless to think too much, the most important thing now is to solve the imminent problem. The alliances of various sects will not be slow to attack. Without the Pavilion Master and Hongxian, he is the only one who can make the decision. Zixiu does not dare to delay. Over the years, The clean and tidy habit she has developed does not allow her to delay in the slightest, especially at such a life-or-death moment.
"Without further delay, we should immediately prepare a book and send it to the receiving point closest to southern Xinjiang. No matter what, we must find the Pavilion Master in the shortest possible time to explain the situation and ask him to come back as soon as possible. In addition, all the disciples of the 12th Branch who have acceptable kung fu will be transferred back as soon as possible. In urgent cases, those who delay without reason will be executed on the spot!"
"My subordinate understands!"
After Shen Yuqing left, Zi Xiu felt the blood in her chest boiling, and couldn't help coughing again. Yun Yirong patted her on the back worriedly, with a worried look on his face: "Sister, there is nothing you can do with your current body. Strenuous activities, even hard work, should not be allowed."
"So what?" The pale and haggard beautiful face looked to the south, and the just clear sky once again ushered in hazy rain clouds.
"Even if I die, I still have to keep his hard work of the past two years."
At this time, Wei Moyan, who was thousands of miles away, did not know that the storm had come, and was still running around in the deep mountains and forests in search of the second person.