Among the two sect masters of Hehuan Sect, one of them can be regarded as a serious sect master, that is, the black-dressed man with an awl face. Considering the other's strength, his chin might be able to dig through the city wall of Lidu.
The other one is this awl-faced adopted son-in-law. Unlike the fat son-in-law, the sect owner’s son-in-law can only marry into the Hehuan sect, and is nominally another sect owner.
If the strength, skills, etc. are high, then the sect leader is the real sect leader. If the strength is empty and the intelligence and skills are poor, then the sect leader is really just a nominal sect leader.
Now the owner of the adopted son-in-law is not weak in all aspects, and naturally has a large say in the matter. Sometimes, the owner of the Hehuan Sect must listen to her son-in-law when there are certain things.
Just like this time involving the previous dynasty, they had noticed before that someone was flirting with the previous dynasty, but according to the rules, they could not investigate it carefully, nor could they interfere in other people's private affairs.
After all, for them, there is no difference between Daying, the former dynasty, and even Dayan, except that they have more activities in Daying. These people have no concept of country at all. Even if they are divine dynasties, in these
In people's eyes, it is mostly just a super powerful force.
Unfortunately, they did not expect that someone would be stupid enough to take action in person, helping the previous dynasty to intercept the funeral procession and snipe the Emperor Ji.
What's even more stupid is that the person was killed instead of being killed.
This is very embarrassing, everyone is involved.
They wanted to cut the knot quickly and resolve the matter quickly, but there were die-hards in the alliance who believed that since the rules were set, they could not be violated no matter what the circumstances. Therefore, some people were squinting in front of them, dragging others down and making them feel uncomfortable.
Everyone is taking risks, so that is no excuse for infighting.
For a loose alliance like theirs, the only binding force is the rules set by everyone, and everyone must abide by them. But breaking the rules will never end once it has begun.
But another wave of opponents feel that they cannot stick to the rules. If someone does these things, they have trampled on the rules and violated the rules that cannot affect other people. Now the big winner is staring at them with squinted eyes. Who knows when?
You will lose patience and drop the butcher's knife.
They don't dare to gamble.
Therefore, it is the best choice for everyone to remove those people who are flirting with each other, are stupid and have crossed the line.
There are also some neutral factions who are still sitting on the fence, waiting for the sect leader to express his opinion.
Therefore, even if they are the leaders of the sect, these two couples cannot decisively perform surgery on the alliance and remove the parts that will affect the whole body. They can only pinch the nose and perform conservative treatment.
Even if there is something wrong with the part, it may suddenly break out one day, causing the entire body to become paralyzed and scrapped.
When Qin Yang came, he said he was here to bring warmth, and he told them clearly.
They could only accept that Qin Yang was here to help them.
Even if Qin Yang blew up their son-in-law's path and blocked their residence by some means, he was just sitting on their faces and spitting on them.
After slapping the left cheek, they had to shout loudly that it was a good swat, and then extend the right cheek.
Then, he turned around and covered his face in aggrieved manner, pretending that he was being forced to use a knife, and cut off the diseased part with tears in his eyes.
Outside the Hehuan Gate, Qin Yang took out a deck chair and found a bare, burnt-black hilltop. He lay there and continued to meditate on the White Jade Divine Gate, doing nothing but nothing.
Anyway, I have said what needs to be said. Even if all the people in the Hehuan Sect are stupid pigs, they will not plan to fight hard.
What are you going to fight? There is nothing to fight for. There is really nothing you can do. When you are forced into a corner, you need to fight directly with real swords and guns to decide whether to live or die.
A day passed, but there was still no response from Hehuan Gate and no one came out.
Qin Yang is not in a hurry, just wait.
Two days passed in a flash. No one came to the Hehuan Gate, but there were people outside.
The escaping light fell to the ground, revealing Han Anming's figure.
I haven't seen Lao Han for a while. He has grown a beard and looks much calmer.
Just raising his head and glancing at Qin Yang's corpse lying on the top of the hill, Han Anming sighed helplessly.
How could Dingtiansi not know about such a big thing? It’s just that Dingtiansi didn’t even know how to deal with it.
Qin Yang set up a fire directly under their butts. No, it was a volcano. Who knows whether it would blow countless people to pieces after it exploded.
However, the great emperor Ji did have these rights when he patrolled the world on behalf of the great emperor. Even if the people below were dissatisfied, they could only follow the orders first and then go to the capital to wait for the emperor's decision.
Anyone who directly disobeys orders is seeking death.
Dingtiansi had no way to stop it and could only send the news back as soon as possible.
Wei Xingchao has almost lost all his hair in the past few days, and he is also experiencing hallucinations. Even before he was beaten, he would occasionally feel a sharp pain in his waist and hip for no apparent reason.
In the end, there was no other choice. It just so happened that the East China Sea was stable recently, and Emperor Ji was patrolling. Even if there were any problems, they could be dealt with immediately, so Wei Xingchao transferred Han Anming back.
Let Qin Yang's old acquaintance come to Qin Yang to talk about it and find out what is going on first.
If the situation is not good, it is best to use some affection and reason and let Qin Yang leave here on his own.
After all, they can't use force, and they don't dare to use force. They dare to use force against Qin Yang, which means that Da Ying has given in. Emperor Ying will definitely kill Wei Xingchao as soon as possible.
"Hey, Old Han!" Qin Yang raised his eyelids, revealing a crack. When he saw Han Anming, he jumped up, rushed up and slapped Han Anming on the shoulder.
"Old Han, it's been so long since I last saw you, and you've actually grown hair. Are you so busy in the East China Sea?"
"..." Han Anming's hand stroking his beard froze, his steps paused, his face froze, and he resisted the urge to turn around and leave.
This sentence reminded him of the time when he met Qin Yang and everything went wrong, forcing him to change his name to Han Xinxie, and he even took the initiative to go to the East China Sea later.
Qin Yang, this piece of shit, no matter how long he hasn't seen him, always reminds him of bad memories in an instant.
Before Han Anming could speak, Qin Yang enthusiastically took out the tables and chairs, put on the wine and tea that had not been used before, and pulled Han Anming over.
"Drink or tea, you choose as you like. Don't tell me, I miss you after I haven't seen you for so long. Dingtian Sili, I really think you are the most pleasing to me."
"I..." Han Anming wanted to say something.
Qin Yang had already poured the wine, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Don't say anything anymore. It's all in the wine. I'll do it as you please."
Han Anming hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and take a sip.
Before he put down the wine glass, he saw Qin Yang holding an empty glass like a mountain eagle, sitting opposite him and looking at him intently.
Han Anming raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
He felt a lot more relaxed in his heart. At least Qin Yang was still the same as before, which gave him an indescribable feeling. Call it annoying, it was indeed annoying. Call him not annoying, he would always feel unconscious in Qin Yang's place.
Feeling more relaxed.
No matter what happens, at least the manuscript I prepared when I came here should still be used.
"Qin Yang, I..."
"Old Han, come here, have another one, and try another wine from my collection, I guarantee it will be the best."
…
Half a day passed, and Qin Yang took out a total of thirty-three types of wine, most of which were very strong spiritual wines, especially the highly poisonous Seven Flowers Brewing. He took out a small jar.
Han Anming's eyes were dazzled after drinking. He drank the spiritual wine that could be used as a spiritual medicine and almost drank it to pieces. He had never encountered this situation before.
The power accumulated in the body was too much to be refined. Finally, he shook his head and felt that the world in front of him was still shaking. He tilted his head and fell asleep on the table.
Qin Yang's face was glowing red, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became. This spiritual wine could only be regarded as a tonic at best.
After drinking up Han Anming, Qin Yang made a pot of tea by himself and continued to look in the direction of Hehuanmen happily, waiting for the result from the other party.
He knew very well what Lao Han was here for, so he simply gave him a chance to speak. Don't say anything and wait until the results come out tomorrow.
If someone else came, Qin Yang would really dare to spit in his face.
But forget it, Old Han, let alone a dirty place like Dingtiansi, outside, Old Han can be regarded as a rare gentleman. The kind of gentleman in Qin Yang's heart is not pedantic, knows how to adapt, but is very polite.
Upright.
Teasing Lao Han only believed that a gentleman can be bullied, but he never thought of digging a big hole for him.
Although he cannot be a true gentleman, it does not prevent him from appreciating being a gentleman.
Seeing how drunk Old Han was, Qin Yang was holding a teacup and having fun alone. He could only do tricks like drinking and changing the subject. He really could only play this trick with Old Han. He wouldn't drink like this with others.
carefree.
Qin Yang was drinking freely outside the mountain gate of Hehuan Gate. He was in a good mood. On the other side of the Hehuan Gate, some people saw this scene and their noses were crooked with anger. No matter how arrogant they were, their livers were bursting with anger.
They had never suffered such a shame and humiliation. However, the mountain gate was blocked and the gate master strictly ordered not to move rashly. They did not dare to rush out and cut Qin Yang into pieces.
If you really start a fight, you can't end it.
No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it and wait for the people above to make up your mind.
In the past two days, the owner of the awl-faced sect has secretly talked with the senior officials in the sect in detail. They all know their attitude very well. In other words, it doesn't matter what attitude they had before, but how to choose now.
important.
They already felt that Da Ying was really going to take action against them, or was he going to fight in this unreasonable and undeclared way.
All the old people thought of Da Ying back then. No matter how careful and inflated they were, they understood that they were not even qualified to let Da Ying declare war.
If I say I want to beat you, I will beat you; if I say I want to destroy you, I will destroy you. The two are not on the same level at all.
It's just that many people forget this.
On the third day as agreed, there will be a sect meeting.
Because of what happened before, the Hehuan Sect is very low-key. All the people who should be in the door are hiding in the door. Now there is no need to gather again.
Most of the high-level officials of Hehuan Sect who come and go are women. Plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos, and chrysanthemums all have their own merits, but no matter their age or level of cultivation, on the surface, they all look young, beautiful, and radiant.
The awl-faced master sat at the top and looked around.
"Everyone is here, let's start. Let's express our opinions on how to deal with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old aunt with the face of a 28-year-old girl sneered sinisterly.
"What other way to deal with it is life or death. Some people said before that we could simply take refuge in the previous dynasty, but now, has anyone from the previous dynasty rescued me?
No, not even one person came to deliver the message.
There are some things that we cannot get involved in. Some idiots have crossed the line and want to die. Don't drag everyone else to die together. Whoever did it should stand up for themselves. Don't get to this point where you don't have any responsibility at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, a son-in-law said in a deep voice.
"The family behind me has completely distanced itself from me, and my name is no longer in the family tree.
Even if the sect owner decides to sacrifice the entire Hehuan sect for some idiots, then I have no complaints, as a man can only die."
No one had any reaction to the sarcastic words of the old aunt, but the meaning of the son-in-law's words immediately changed.
This is a force that is drawing a clear line with Hehuanmen. The alliance is like a sand sculpture on the beach. The first gap has appeared. When the big waves follow, it is a foregone conclusion that it will completely collapse.
The biggest reliance of the die-hards is this big network of all-inclusive relationships. They are sure that the big winner will not dare to do this easily. But now, this reliance is gone.
The strong and huge castle was attacked from the inside.
Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes. It is not easy for a son-in-law to share joys and sorrows and go through disasters together. Do you want the forces behind your son-in-law to gamble their lives together?
Go to sleep, everything is there in your dreams.
Oh, that's wrong, it may not be there in dreams.
After the deathly silence, the old aunt who was so angry half an hour ago stared at the silent Mr. Qingtian with her eyebrows raised.
"Qingtian Jun, now it's your turn to solve the things you caused. As long as you can solve this problem, you can do whatever you want and surrender to the former government. It's no problem at all. If I frown, I won't be able to do it."
How about a good death?"
Mr. Qingtian said nothing.
The angry old aunt was unyielding when she got the upper hand. She stood up and stared at Mr. Qingtian coldly, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.
"This time it's not Emperor Ji who is here, nor is it surrounded by a large army, but this Qin Yang, just because the other party gave us the last chance, we had no intention of rebelling, but you are forcing us to rebel together.
The other party only wants the lives of you people, but they don’t insist on our lives, so why do we have to accompany you to die?"
Having said this, Mr. Qingtian raised his head and looked around, only to realize that all the good sisters around him had cold expressions, staring at her as if they were staring at a corpse.
She turned her head with difficulty and looked at the awl-faced master, with a hint of disbelief on her face.
"Sect Master...it has been six thousand and four hundred years, and I have been with you for six thousand four hundred years. We have gone through many hardships and obstacles together to build the Hehuan Sect from a small sect to the current situation.
But now, do you really want to throw me out as an abandoned child?"
The awl-faced sect master did not speak. The white-robed sect master on the side wanted to say something, but the awl-faced sect master stopped him with his hand.
She stared into Mr. Qingtian's eyes, a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes, she slowly closed her eyes and said in a deep voice.
"Qingtian, you have forgotten our original intention, do you really have the heart to ruin it all?
You have crossed the line, but I did not eliminate you immediately, but now, I can't protect you.
Hehuanmen is not my alone. I know that you have lobbied other people, and some people have been persuaded by your sharp tongue.
Then come and vote. It doesn’t have to be half of the people supporting you. As long as less than half of the people support you, then even if I die, I will definitely die in front of you."
The awl-faced doorkeeper looked around, then waved his hand, and a screen of light appeared in front of him.
There are three options above.
1. Support the abandonment of Lord Qingtian and those who completely fall to the former dynasty.
Second, uphold the rules to the end and would rather die than surrender.
Three, abstain.
"As usual, anonymous, let's begin."
After the awl-faced master finished speaking, someone immediately voted for the first option.
But then, two more people voted for the second option.
A glimmer of light flashed in Mr. Qingtian's eyes, and he looked at those people quietly, thinking. It seemed that the people who had persuaded him before had made up their minds.
However, the next moment, the first option began to surge rapidly.
In less than ten breaths, the voting was over.
Mr. Qingtian looked at the voting results, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, and finally turned into a despairing silence.
A total of fifty-five people voted, and three abstained.
But there were fully fifty people who voted for the first option!
The only people who supported her were the first two.
At this moment, an old woman opened the door and walked in.
The sound of fighting outside the door, the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy, and the faint smell of blood brought by the old woman disappeared in the blink of an eye as the door opened and closed.
The old woman nodded to the door owner and stood aside without speaking.
Mr. Qingtian was completely despairing in his heart.
She already understood that her people, the entire Hehuanmen, and all the people who fell forward had been cleared away during the meeting.
The sect master had already made up his mind from the beginning.
In the past two days, what the door owner has been doing is not asking about attitude, but preparing for this matter.
Complete this matter as quickly as possible and at the lowest cost.
Now she was alone, and there were fifty people present who thought she deserved to die.
There was no turning back when the bow was fired, so now they could only choose to let her die.
"You will regret it. They will still trample this place after my death. You will all die. Only Dayin's Duke Dai can give us a way out!
You actually believe what they say, that if I die, this matter will end there?
You are so naive that you are horribly naive! You are so naive that you are stupid!”
Mr. Qingtian roared hysterically, but all he got in exchange was a bunch of indifferent faces.
"You are wrong. We dare not believe the people of the previous dynasty. They will do whatever it takes to restore the country. I do not believe any of their promises."
The awl-faced master sneered.
"On the other side, the person coming is Qin Yang, the ghost captain Qin Yang."
"Ask everyone here, do you choose to believe in a former prince who we can only treat as a dog, who will do whatever it takes to succeed, hiding his head and tail, or choose to believe in the ghost captain who drinks in front of Hehuanmen Mountain and we can negotiate with him
."
"So when Lord Long Yang came back from meeting Qin Yang, I said that we had no choice from the beginning, but no one thought this was right."
"Qin Yang's request is to see the person alive and the corpse after death. You can leave the last bit of dignity."
"Qingtian, commit suicide."
A group of people surrounded Qingtian Jun in the center. She looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The spiritual power fluctuations in her body suddenly increased sharply. There was violence in the chaos, and her true energy strength began to rise linearly.
But at this moment, an Emei thorn penetrated into the back of her head and came out from between the eyebrows.
A drop of blood fell on the top of the Emei thorn, and the obscure power of killing the soul lingered on it.
The old auntie waved her hand, and the Emei thorn flew into her sleeve and disappeared. Staring at Mr. Qingtian's body lying on the ground, the old auntie's face was gloomy.
"You are really obsessed, your mind has become distorted. At this moment, you actually want to blow yourself up and drag us into the water even if you die. You really deserve to die!"
The awl-faced sect leader looked at the people below. Some were filled with indignation and scolding, some were frightened and frightened, and some had happy expressions on their faces.
The awl-faced doorkeeper closed his eyes, filled with complicated thoughts.
It hurts that a sister who has lived for thousands of years died just like this, and it hurts that she would make this choice. She completely betrayed the Hehuanmen and pushed the Hehuanmen into the fire pit.
It's even more helpless. At this moment, these people just think that Mr. Qingtian deserves to die, but no one will think about it.
Today's situation was not caused by them alone, and they would not have thought that if anything else happened in the future, it would be like today. The so-called alliance will never be the same from today on.
The old woman standing aside picked up Mr. Qingtian's body and walked out.
The awl-faced sect owner hesitated for a moment and said.
"I'll go."
The master of the awl-faced sect, personally took the body of Lord Qingtian and the corpses of the remaining people who had followed Lord Qingtian and defected to the previous court, and opened the mountain gate of Hehuan Gate.
On the bare hilltop on the side, Qin Yang was sitting behind a low table, pouring and drinking tea by himself. Han Anming slept like a dead dog. I don’t know if this guy is too arrogant, or he knows in his heart that in Qin Yang
This, he will definitely be fine.
The awl-faced master came to the short table and knelt down opposite Qin Yang. Qin Yang poured tea for her without saying a word.
The awl-faced doorkeeper picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He was not just sighing, but also admiring, or sarcastic.
"Mr. Qin is really good at it."
"Whether you praise me or ridicule me, it doesn't make much sense."
"After today, no one in the world is aware of Mr. Qin's methods. He was in the realm of Shenmen, so he smashed the gate of Hehuan Gate. No one of us dared to act rashly, but we could only kill the people inside the gate ourselves and hand over the bodies.
To you, in turn, I have to accept your favor and thank you for saving my Hehuan sect in a dilemma."
"Come on, you still accept my favor? Don't say such nonsense, I don't believe it. If you want to praise me and kill me, you can try it." Qin Yang sneered, stood up, and patted him without any image.
butt.
"Don't worry, I keep what I say. Your Hehuan Sect is a good sect, why do you have to participate in the fight against the imperial court? Isn't this sick?"
"That's the end of this matter. I'll say goodbye. There's no need to send you off."
Qin Yang waved his hand, put away all the corpses, picked up Han Anming, who was drunk enough to stop you, jumped on the flying boat and flew away.
The awl-faced sect master stood there with an ugly look on his face. After a long while, he gave a weak and bitter smile.
She was indeed unwilling and reluctant, so she came out in person.
But who would have guessed that Qin Yang could guess what her state of mind was and what she even wanted to do.
Now that Qin Yang has made it clear, if anyone really wants to use this incident to promote Qin Yang.
Qin Yang would naturally put the blame on Hehuanmen, and the matter would not end here.
Thinking about what happened this time, it was clear that no strong men had come, and the army was still stationed there without moving. It was just Qin Yang who came alone and forced them into this situation.
If Qin Yang really gets angry, becomes murderous, and wants to kill them all, are they really sure to deal with such a person?
The awl-faced sect master's heart was spinning a thousand times, with mixed emotions.
At this moment, I saw small saplings emerging from the charred earth, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few dozen breaths, within a hundred miles, peach blossoms are in full bloom and the fragrance of flowers fills the world.
The awl-faced sect owner looked at this beautiful scene, and remembered that Qin Yang seemed to have said that he would give them the peach blossom forest as compensation, and a chill in his heart began to rise.
"He actually still remembers such a trivial matter."
The last little thought in her heart was completely wiped out. She had decided not to be Qin Yang's enemy in the future.