Nightfall Chapter 38: Then, no
That person is Xiong Chumo. !
Who is that person, and who is Xiong Chumo?
At this time, the thousands of priests and deacons in the temple were reverberating with this question without an answer, but they knew that since this was Ning Que's last sentence, it must be extremely important, so they looked at Ye Hongyu. Her eyes became more solemn, just like her face at this time.
Only very few people have heard of the name Xiong Chumo, and only a few people know that it is the name of the layman, and these people are naturally more nervous.
The light curtain in front of the high platform, like a waterfall, stopped flowing, solemnly as if a silent wall, the tall figure behind the wall became more and more stalwart, a strong breath spreading in all directions, no killing intent, only sacred majesty , Because the situation has reached the most critical moment, that tall figure must crush all doubts and pressure from her.
Ye Hongyu stood in front of the light curtain.
Compared with the light curtain and the figure behind the scenes, she looks very small, but she stands so stable, it seems that no matter what huge storm will be set off behind her, she will not be swallowed.
Time is passing slowly but undoubtedly, like the wind blowing from the cliff outside the temple, soft but bitterly cold, lowering the temperature undoubtedly.
The next moment is the war between the headmaster and the ruling **** seat?
Out of everyone's guess, the expression on Ye Hongyu's face gradually became quiet, no longer deep, not solemn, just as light as a clear stream under plum trees.
She didn't have any expression, so she sat back in the chair slowly.
The blood-red ruling robe floated with her movements, and then fell, gathering back to the branch like a red flower, without a sound.
Nothing seemed to happen, she didn't seem to hear a word, she sat quietly in her chair, only the closest subordinates of the ruling temple and those high-level red priests could see the dryness between her eyebrows and eyes With that trace of tiredness.
She raised her right arm and pointed at Chen Qi and Yuxian's onion-like fingers as if dew was dripping, but what was spilled was unconcealed indifference.
The black deacons of the Temple of Judgment did not hesitate to step forward, knock down Chen Qi and Yuxian with heavy means to restrain them and lock them firmly, and then drag them outside the temple.
Chen Qi and You Xian will be taken to the Youge, waiting for them may never see the sun, but at least not instant death.
For this decision, many people in the hall naturally had different opinions, but at this moment, no one dared to question her decision, even the tall figure behind the light curtain remained silent.
Then she took a look.
She only glanced at the thousands of priests and deacons in the temple, but they all felt that the judgment of the gods was because they were shocked by the cold and powerful gaze.
The ocean made up of red, black, and brown robes can be calm and violent, but before her eyes, they all become scattered currents, flowing towards low-lying places.
It was silent, not even footsteps. In a very short period of time, thousands of priests and deacons quietly withdrew from the hall, leaving the world to two people.
Ye Hongyu and the master teacher behind the light curtain.
"I'm very curious, how did the college find out."
Ye Hongyu sat on the chair and said blankly without turning around and looking at the light curtain.
Behind the light curtain, the palm teacher squinted slightly at her back, not knowing what she was thinking.
Ye Hongyu didn't wait for his answer and said coldly: "The Academy knows about this, there is only one possibility, and that is Yu Lian.
Yu Lian is the third elder sister of the academy, and also the master of the contemporary Mozong for 23 years.
If Ning Que and Long Qing are considered by the spiritual world to be enemies for life, then in the spiritual world decades ago, Yu Lian and Xiong Chumo were the real enemies for life.
It is not a friend who knows you best, but an enemy.
Xiong Chumo finally spoke: "You don't seem to have doubted since you heard that sentence. Why is this?"
Ye Hongyu sat in her chair and looked at the winter sky outside the hall with no expression, and said: "I always knew it was you, but I didn't expect that others knew it was you."
Xiong Chumo was silent for a long time, and asked: "When did you know about it?"
Ye Hongyu rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and said: "During the ceremonial ceremony, your big lion was shot by Ning Que. When I first saw you, I knew it was you."
Xiong Chumo laughed, with a weird smile, and said: "I didn't expect you to be so tolerant."
Ye Hongyu said: "I was defeated by Yu Lian that day. After that, you have been in pain. Even if Haotian healed your injury, your Dao Xin will not be healed. Since in the end you will always die to me. In my hand, why not make you suffer for a few more years? Why should I be anxious?"
Xiong Chumo silently looked at her back, and suddenly realized that it was hard for him to look back at her figure many years ago like in the past few years.
—She is very strong now, strong enough to threaten herself.
"Why can you be sure that it is Yu Lian? No one should know about this."
"It’s not because she is your enemy. In her opinion, you may not be qualified to be her opponent at all. It’s just because she is a cicada for 23 years and she is the master of the Demon Sect... The one who is good at conspiracy and trickery has always been the Demon Sect. No matter how much she knows, I will not be surprised."
"For this reason, are you sure she knows?"
"Because in the back mountain of the academy, she wounded you into rubbish, but did not kill you."
Ye Hongyu slowly got up and said: "I have always wondered why she would let you go, Ning Que can't figure it out. Until now, the answer finally appeared."
She still didn't turn around, still looking at the winter sky outside the temple.
"Because she knew that I would kill you, so she let you live, gave me a reason for apostasy, an inevitable reason, exchange your trash for Daomen split..."
She looked calmly and said: "It really deserves to be 23 years of cicada."
Xiong Chumo was silent for a long time and said: "Then?"
Then, not then.
There is no horrible splendor, no stern sword flying, no war, no revenge, no shame, and even no hatred is revealed.
Ye Hongyu walked outside the hall, and the blood-colored ruling robe swayed in the cold wind, blooming like flowers on the branches, concealing the brilliance of all the gods on the wall.
Behind the light curtain, Xiong Chumo's eyes narrowed into two lines, one of which was full of blood stains, as if it could not be restored forever, looking extremely dirty and evil, there was gradually a dark glow in the deepest part of his eyes. Ji, that is shock, that is anger and fear.
—He only understood today that he was able to escape from the hands of Yu Lian, not because he was strong enough, but because it was Yu Lianbu's game.
In the words of Ye Hongyu, in Yu Lian’s eyes, he was never qualified to be an opponent. His life and death are not important to Yu Lian. She kept him alive just because she knew from the beginning , He will become the cause of disorder, or sinner.
It's just that Yu Lian didn't expect that Ye Hongyu didn't make a move, and Xiong Chumo couldn't understand why she didn't make a move after the Bright Festival a few years ago, which is still the case at this time.