Nearly a thousand lives were lost in a single thought. These are not alien Tatars who kill at will.
Just at this moment, Zhang Songxi slowly walked by and muttered as if unintentionally: "You can be forgiven for a death penalty, but you cannot escape a living crime."
That's right! I went up the mountain eager to level Wudang, but when the situation turned out to be unfavorable, I wanted to escape unscathed without being punished. Is there such a good thing in the world?! Since I chose to go up the mountain, is it subjective or coercive?
You must accept punishment!
In this world, human lives are inferior to dogs, but there is no such thing as saying "We are from rural areas and don't understand anything" and trying to get away with it!
After all, it’s the famous Zhang Songxi and Zhang Sixia!
With a slight smile, Liu Meng's expression was very sunny, and he whispered: "Leave a finger."
Seeing Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao, Green Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao and the five Flag Envoys using light kung fu to chase after him, Liu Meng turned around and asked Gu Xuzi to lead the disciples to clean up the square. Yu Lianzhou also forced a smile and asked to come out.
The heroes who helped out returned to the hall and took their seats.
It was such a big event at the Wudang Clan stall, and the heroes who came to congratulate were all sensible people. They couldn't stay longer, so they all excused themselves and left.
Everyone from the Ming Cult had already gone down the mountain first. Zhang Wuji had a special status and was left behind by Yu Lianzhou. Emei sent Zhou Zhiruo to also go up to say goodbye, but was stopped by Liu Meng, saying: "Zhiruo, don't leave for now, let Master Jinghui take the lead first."
Everyone goes to Qingyang Palace to rest, and then return to Emei after worshiping the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the lunar month."
After being addressed so affectionately, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red, her head lowered, she responded like a mosquito, and went to order Jinghui and other Emei disciples.
Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi looked strange. They looked at each other and shook their heads. There was already a Tatar princess on the mountain who had abandoned the secrets and turned to the bright side. Why did the eighth brother let the head of Emeizhou stay too? I didn't expect the eighth brother to be really harmonious.
The fifth brother is generally a passionate person.
Suddenly he remembered that Song Qingshu was greedy for the beauty of the Zhou leader. That was why he was tricked and forced by Chen Youliang. He killed his uncle with his nephew and deceived his master to destroy his ancestor. He couldn't help but look sad and angry, gritted his teeth, and said that he should let the Beggar Gang go.
Everyone regretted it.
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In the small courtyard of the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain, the lights in the house were dim. Zhang Sanfeng, whose beard and hair were all white, was sitting on a futon with his eyes closed and motionless.
From great joy to great sorrow in one day, even though his martial arts skills are world-class, he cannot bear the ups and downs of his mood. His face seems to look much older again.
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Liu Meng, the remaining six disciples of the second generation of the Wudang Sect, stood on both sides with their hands tied. They all looked extremely sad.
The two Taoist boys Qingfeng Mingyue stood behind Master Zhang Zhenren, holding a Taixuan whisk and a Zhenwu sword, not daring to express their anger. Zhang Wuji knelt down and sat under Zhang Sanfeng, with tears on his face and twitching and choking from time to time.
A few sounds.
After a while, Zhang Sanfeng's white eyebrows trembled and he ordered softly: "Bring Qingshu up." Yu Lianzhou responded: "Lingxu! Bring Song Qingshu up!"
The candle light flickered, and the four third-generation disciples, Ling Xuzi, Gu Xuzi, Qing Xuzi, and Xuan Xuzi, who were waiting outside the door, entered in response. Each of them held onto Song Qingshu's arms or legs, lifted him in, and threw him heavily.
to the ground.
Song Yuanqiao wailed, rushed over and slapped her hard, crying: "You traitor! You are so cruel. How much does your seventh uncle love you?! How could you do it!"
Zhang Songxi hurriedly stepped forward and opened the Song Yuan Bridge. With tears rolling down his eyes, he comforted in a low voice: "Brother, don't be too sad. Everything is decided by my mentor." Yin Liting, with tears streaming down his face, said cruelly: "Killing your uncle with your nephew is bullying.
Master destroyed his ancestors, and even a thousand deaths are not enough to atone for his sin! Master, please say something!"
Zhang Sanfeng let out a long sigh, and the sourness in his heart made people couldn't help but feel sad. He flicked the fingertips of his left hand, and a wisp of wind flew by, untying Song Qingshu's mute acupuncture points as he collapsed on the ground. Then he asked softly: "Qingshu, what do you want to say?
Did you say that?"
Song Qingshu's face was smeared with tears and runny nose, and he cried: "Qingshu's heinous crimes are unforgivable, and the crime of murdering his uncle and rebelling against the sect is unavoidable. Please ask Grand Master to grant the child a death! Let the child go to Jiuquan to apologize to the seventh uncle in person."
Hearing Song Qingshu wailing like this, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others burst into tears and burst into tears. Liu Meng pretended to wipe away his tears a few times and quickly wondered in his mind whether his master Zhang Sanfeng had a kind and honest character.
Song Qingshu got rid of the death penalty?
Zhang Sanfeng sighed quietly and said, "Don't cry, idiot. We can't live more than a hundred years. Sooner or later, this will happen to us. Shenggu is just one step ahead of us." When he said this, he burst into tears and almost lost his voice.
After a while, when he calmed down, Zhang Sanfeng said again: "Qingshu, your sin today is unforgivable, don't blame Grand Master for being cruel." After saying that, he flicked his fingers again, and a strong wind hit Song Qingshu's forehead directly, making a soft sound.
, it has already penetrated a deep hole.
"Wuji, go and give your eldest brother Qingshu a ride." Zhang Sanfeng punished his most beloved disciple with his own hands. He was exhausted mentally and physically. He then asked Zhang Wuji to move Song Qingshu's body away and bury it somewhere.
The crimes committed by Song Qingshu were listed on a stele and placed on the side of Sanqing Hall to warn the disciples. He also summoned Wulin to make a detailed announcement about the cleanup of the family, revealing the sinister intentions of the beggar gang. Zhang Songxi will handle the rest.
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Liu Meng had a moment of leisure, and he was thinking that Zhao Min and Yang Buhui had not eaten yet, so he went to the kitchen to get some steamed buns and meat dishes, and then went to the small courtyard where Yin Liting's wedding room was located to give them food.
Zhao Min and Yang Buhui had already heard about the turmoil outside. At that moment, Liu Meng briefly said a few words. When he mentioned that Song Qingshu was punished by Master Zhang for killing his uncle as a nephew, Zhao Min suddenly smiled with a strange look on his face.
Liu Meng was a little dissatisfied and said: "What's the matter? If you have anything to say, just say it." Zhao Min glanced at Yang Buhui dressed as a newlywed, and chuckled: "No, eh! This steamed pork with rice flour is so delicious, Mr.
Let’s eat this tomorrow, okay?”
Liu Meng's face darkened, and he suddenly put his arms around Zhao Min and carried her to the yard while she struggled coquettishly.
"Do you think that Master's kindness did not lead to Song Qingshu's death?" Liu Meng asked Zhao Min with an angry look on his face. The latter looked shy, nodded and said: "Song Qingshu is the only son of Song Daxia, and he is also yours
The only descendant of my senior fellow apprentices. Although I am a barbarian, I understand that a crime cannot be punished by someone close to me. How can Zhenzhen Zhang be willing to do so?"
Liu Meng snorted coldly, unwilling to discuss this matter. At that moment, Lushan's claws stretched out, pinched Zhao Min's bloated chest, and said: "Brother Yin Liu is going to carve a monument tonight, you go and accompany him."
Sixth sister-in-law, I will punish you for your nonsense tomorrow."
Walking slowly on the deserted mountain top, Liu Meng's worries were completely aroused by Zhao Min's words. After hesitating for a while, he finally sighed, turned around and ran back to the pine forest.
After the Wudang disciples unfortunately passed away, they were all buried here, surrounded by pines and waves, enjoying the breeze and night scenery.
Just as he arrived outside the pine forest, suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of black shadow in front of him. Liu Meng stopped abruptly and hid behind a short tree. He saw a strong figure slowly walking out of the pine forest. He looked around and performed several Qinggong exercises.
He jumped down and disappeared behind the mountain.
Zhang Songxi? Fourth senior brother, what are you doing here? Liu Meng was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling troubled. Could it be that he also doubted his master's kindness?
After standing silently for a moment, Liu Meng had lost the mood to investigate. He was ashamed of his suspicion of his master. Now he walked back very lonely. When he arrived at Zixiao Palace, he saw a slim figure flashing out in front of him, rushing towards him.
He shouted softly: "Brother Liu, are you angry with me too?"
This graceful and beautiful woman was Zhou Zhiruo, the new head of the Emei Sect. Because they were annoyed that Song Qingshu was greedy for her beauty and made such a big mistake, Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting were both lukewarm towards Zhou Zhiruo when they were decorating the mourning hall, which made
She felt extremely sad.
Did he indirectly kill Mo Qixia? The more Zhou Zhiruo thought about it, the more uneasy he became, so he came out to ask Liu Meng for an explanation.
Liu Meng heard Zhou Zhiruo's helpless words, and looked at her timid face, and felt pity in his heart. He immediately stepped forward, hugged her gently, bowed his head and said in his ear: "Qingshu died undeservedly, no one can blame him."
.Zhiruo, you don’t need to blame yourself.”
After saying that, she smelled the elegant fragrance of the other person's virginity in her nostrils, and saw that her earlobes were white, tender and delicate. She couldn't help but kiss her gently, causing Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body to tense up, and then she collapsed softly in her arms.
Today's ups and downs made Liu Meng highly nervous. At this time, the beauty Runyu Wenxiang was hugging him, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. At that moment, he gently bowed his head and kissed like raindrops, falling on Zhou Zhiruo's flawless face, until he
Hold those petal-like fragrant lips and kiss them as much as you want. Completely ignoring the other person, he is already the leader of the sect.
