Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother Chapter 65:

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In the worst scenario, Jun Yan first grabbed He Ling, then pretended to treat Duan Xuan, and by the way killed him. Wen Jing had gone a few days ago, otherwise Jun Yanzhi might have arrested him.

Hurry up and see, don't cause a disaster!

Wen Jing leapt to the air.

Liu Qian Mo nodded and shouted behind him, "Why are you going now? Your brother is still busy!"

Wen Jing couldn't wait for him to finish, and ran away.

Liu Qianmo chased after resentfully, and whispered, "I haven't seen it for more than a month, so don't be in such a hurry!"

Wen Jing wiped his forehead, and was anxious with sweat.

He had just taken a bath and had not had time to clean his soaked hair. He was wearing only a thin set of white obscene clothes and was sticking wet to his body. Wen Jing usually practiced a lot of swords, and his body was not bad. The obscene clothes were a little translucent, and his tight and well-balanced muscles became obvious.

Wen Jing anxiously stood outside Duan Xuan Gate and heard nothing at all. He couldn't wait, kicking the door excitedly: "Brother, slow! Listen to me!"

Four eyes shot at him immediately in the room.

Jun Yanzhi, as usual, is wearing a simple Tsing Yi belt, sitting on a wooden chair beside the bed, without expression. Even though Wen Jing broke in, he didn't show any emotion, as if nothing had happened, and looked at him calmly. Immediately, those two eyes looked at him up and down casually, and frowned.

Wen Jing's heart surged up and down, but he didn't dare to look at him, forced to look at Duan Xuan, who was sitting halfway on the bed, and opened his mouth slightly.

Duan Xuan is not only fine, but also sober! Jun Yanzhi did not strike him ...

Duan Xuan's face was pale and seemed to be very ill, but his expression was cold and gloomy, and Li Jian looked at him with the same eyes.

"Break in without knocking, what's the matter?"

"I ..."

Liu Qianmo came in with his head lowered and whispered, "Master, do n’t be angry, my brother just returned after traveling for more than a month, maybe I have n’t seen you for a long time ... Master and Master, I ’m so anxious, I ’m in a hurry . "

Wen Jing didn't dare to imagine what Jun Yan was thinking, and bowed his head: "........."

Duan Xuan's tone eased a little: "Yan Zhi, I haven't had any trouble. You worked hard for two days, go back to rest first."

"Disciple retires."

Jun Yanzhi didn't say anything, let alone Wen Jing, and walked out of the door with a breeze.

Wen Jingzhen is in the place, smelling the familiar, faint grass and fragrance of trees and plants, and daring to catch up, but lamenting bitterly. I almost killed Jun Yan two months ago, and wanted to go out and look for the "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique" to please him, and accidentally made his inheritance into an incomplete product. What is his face now? ?

"Where have you been traveling?" Duan Xuan asked slowly.

Wen Jing lowered his head and said, "I went to Hongfeng in the south to teach." He nodded when he saw Duan Xuan, and asked carefully, "Master, my disciples heard about this on the road. I felt weird about it and wanted to ask Master. "

"What's up?"

"Have you heard of the case of the ruin of the Hengyang Palace more than a decade ago?"

Duan Xuan frowned and looked at him: "What's wrong with you two? Why do you ask me about Hengyang Palace?"

Wen Jing paused: "... Who asked?" Just after finishing speaking, his head turned around again, and said softly, "Mr. Jun asked just now?"

Duan Xuan bowed his head for a while, and seemed to remember the past that he didn't want to remember. He said for a long time: "I don't know about the Hengyang Palace."

"What did Master hear during the Hengyang Palace accident?" Wen Jing asked unwillingly.

Duan Xuan's voice became harsher: "I said, I'm not clear about the Hengyang Palace, and I didn't hear anything at that time."

Wen Jing is weird. The Hengyang Palace is so big that it has made the entire Bamboo Wind Country up and down. Even if Duan Xuan is ignorant, he must have heard some news. How could he not know anything?

"Master was retreating at that time?" Wen Jing scrambled his head and broke the casserole to the end.

Duan Xuan looked at him coldly, "What on earth do you ask me?"

Wen Jing lowered his head and whispered: "When the disciples went out on a long journey, I was told on the road that the case of the Hengyang Palace was a little strange, and it was a little ... curious. I thought Master should have heard some of that, I want to ask whatever you want. "

"What did you hear?" Liu Qianmo asked behind him.

"The disciples heard that the case of the Hengyang Palace was not done by Yun Shaoyi, but was framed."

Duan Xuan frowned: "... what does it do with you?"

Wen Jing was dumb, and after a while he said, "... Curious."

Duan Xuan said coldly: "With these thoughts, nosy, why not practice your sword?" He looked out the window and didn't want to say more, and said lightly: "You go out, don't bother me with this incident anymore . "

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Duan Xuan doesn't look like a lie, but she absolutely hides things. Her look is very weird. Wen Jing thought about it and couldn't guess what happened that year. I wish to discuss it with Jun Yanzhi.

Since he asked Duan Xuan about the Hengyang Palace then, maybe he wants to start investigating ...

Want to find Jun Yanzhi? What should I say when I meet?

Now that he is angry, he definitely doesn't want to talk to himself ...

Wen Jing thought for a long time in distress, even if he greeted the wound proactively, it was not offensive to him. He was cut off with a sword, at least like a man to let him out of breath. The turtle is strong. He picked up the big tortoise, which was gnawing on the ground, and flew out.

The wind is cold, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever.

The sound of shivering fighting came from afar, the stones were cracking, the birds were screaming, and there were groans and calls from time to time. Liu Qian's voice was broken: "The two of you stop for me! Fighting is not allowed! He Ling, Jun Yan, have you heard?"

Wen Jing was so scared that the three souls lost two and a half souls. Why did the second brother come back?

He is fighting with Jun Yan now. Still think things are not messy enough!

"He Ling, Yan Zhi can't beat you! You are going to kill him!" Liu Qianmo's voice trembled, his face pale with anger, and he almost scolded.

He Ling's hair was disheveled, her scum was born on her face, her white clothes were a little messy, her face turned violently against Jun Yanzhi, and she seemed to be annoyed with anger: "This boy's repair is at least Do n’t trust him during the Golden Dan period! He has held me for several days! ”

Jun Yan didn't say a word, he resisted hard, stumbled a few wind blades, and was covered with blood.

"He Ling! You stop!" Liu Qianmo's voice was hoarse, and he pulled out his sword. "Are you going to kill each other!"

"Second Brother!"

"Stop playing!"

Mo Shaoyan, who was hiding in the distance, and the equals in Kuching also shouted anxiously.

He Ling's moves did not slow down at all, and he sternly said, "Jun Yanzhi, use your true power!" The voice did not fall, and a huge whirlwind appeared in his palm, which seemed to bring out the whole body's cultivation. The branches of the trees next to it, and the rocks on the ground were all stirred in the wind, and the sky was dark and the sand was flying away.

"Not good." Liu Qianmo's face was pale, and he whispered, "I'm really going to die."

Everyone couldn't see anything for a while, they just felt that the wind was blowing on their heads, and they were standing still. Their faces were swept by the wind tail, and they suddenly felt like a knife cut, and quickly covered their faces.

Next, two dull sores came from the wind. The **** rain suddenly fell, and the blood splattered for a while, and the surrounding area became almost red.

Mo Shaoyan shouted in shock: "Master Jun!"

Liu Qianmo rushed up with her lips pressed: "He Ling, I tell you to stop!"

Furious winds are gradually slowing down, rocks and branches fall to the ground, and most of the neatly trimmed trees are missing, almost ruined.

Jun Yan's complexion stood in place, with several cuts on his body, bleeding slowly, but did not seem to hurt the key. He was holding Wen Jing covered in blood, and bowed his head gently and yelled, "Master?"

Wen Jing's head was hanging down, her body was covered with bone scars, her chest was chopped four times by the wind blade, but her consciousness was gone.

Liu Qianmo bit her lip, her voice was a little trembling: "How is it? Is there anything?"

He Ling's face was cold and his fists clenched.

Jun Yanzhi looked at He Ling without expression, hugged Wen Jing horizontally, and whispered, "Brother, I'll take him to heal." Instead of returning to his room, he jumped off the cliff and flew away.

Liu Qianmo lowered his face and sternly said to He Ling: "What the **** is going on? If something goes wrong with the silly boy, are you going to pay for your life?"

He Ling looked at him coldly: "How do I know he's going to run in?"

"Okay ..." Liu Qiang's lips trembled indifferently. "If he didn't rush in, the trouble is now Master Master! Do you want to kill him? Are you crazy?"

He Ling sneered: "Jun Yan can't die." He thought for a while but stopped talking, and a strong anger appeared on his face, flying away without a word.

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Here is the peak of Hui Shifeng, which seems to be different from usual. The sun on the horizon is red, but it is not beautiful at all. Instead, it looks like it is going to devour people.

The sky is blood red, and there is blood everywhere, and the fear has caught people's hearts, spreading like branches and leaves. The body and limbs on the ground were blurred in flesh and blood, and seemed to have been placed in a strange posture.

This scene looks a bit familiar ...

Where have you seen it, and where have you seen it?

"Tick", "Tick", as if time is still, seems to be able to hear the sound of blood falling from the leaves.

The appearance of the human head is a bit fuzzy, so look carefully ...

It's Mo Shaoyan who stared at his eyes and died ... This half is missing, it is Li Shu ... the eyes of Guixinbi are like dead fish ...

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Wen Jing shouted in horror and woke up with a cold sweat. He suddenly returned to reality. The fluttering body immediately became heavier than the lead block. The real and unbearable pain poured into his consciousness, making him anxious to face the dead head again. Broken like that.

He almost yelled, and clenched his fist fiercely: "Mom-"

The word "egg" has not yet been exported, and my lips have been bitten.

"Master, you are awake." A gentle voice was in his ear.

Wen Jingying. He gritted his teeth and looked at the person lying next to him, gradually a little embarrassed and at a loss, softly: "Brother Jun ..."

Jun Yanzhi's hand is placed on his waist, and he strokes slowly: "He Ling's Four Sacred Winds are not curable.

"... Yes."

This is Wen Jing's own room. The big tortoise lay down on the ground and cared about fruit without looking up at him, and he didn't realize he woke up.

Wen Jing didn't dare to talk more, and said softly, "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Two days," Jun Yan said lightly, "continue to sleep."

Wen Jing swallowed and couldn't help shaking. Just dreamed about the day when the brothers died? Human heads are familiar people. Seeing their wrecked limbs is like a nightmare come true, is it too horrible?

It's just a familiar scene ...

Wen Jing frowned tightly, filtering various scenes over and over in his mind. Where have you seen it? Hengtianmen? Red maple religion? Ancient mirror school? Qing Xu Jian Zong? Eight Wind Cliffs ...

Remembered ...

Isn't that the scene of the disciples of Shuiyue Palace that you saw after walking out of the long mountain tunnel at Bafengya!

"Do not want to sleep?" Jun Yanzhi's voice was in his ear.

"I can't sleep." Wen Jing responded vaguely.

Does this dream mean that the person who committed the case of Xia Shuiyue Palace is the one who eventually killed the brothers?

The case of Bafengya is not like the style of Jun Yan's crimes, and it happened before Jun Yan's "Hundred Herbs and Thousand Souls".

Is this a hint from heaven, or is his detective in the subconscious finally awake and his mind finally starting to lighten up before he can show him the answer in his sleep?

"Master ... are you still angry with me?" Jun Yanzhi leaned gently on Wen Jing's head.

Wen Jing stumbled: "Brother, I ..."

"Why did you save me just now?"

"........."

Because from now on, I want to protect you.

Wen Jing glanced at him, and lowered his head in a sour heart. It was okay to think about this, but he couldn't bear to look straight when he said it to the face.

"I don't know, so I rushed in."