Hidden Blade Chapter 153: Careful
Linglong Pavilion is still Linglong Pavilion.
The three main peaks of Dahuan, Zhongju, and Xuanhe stand upright, as majestic as before, as they have been in the millennia, and have not changed.
It’s just that the sound of reading aloud is gone, and the fragrance of faint medicine is also gone.
Only the billowing sword intent is surging, and the violent shouts are endless.
Everywhere you can see disciples with evil intentions practicing swordsmanship. They are as if they have been enchanted. Apart from eating and sleeping, they spend almost all of their time practicing. As for the big event that happened a few days ago, it seemed to have been forgotten by them, and few people mentioned it.
At this time, there are two corpses hanging in front of the gate of Jishifu Mansion at Xuanhe Peak.
is dressed in a red robe, with no head visible.
dressed in a seven-star black robe, a blood hole in his chest is shocking.
They seem to have been hanging here for a long time, the flesh and blood on their bodies are rotten, are there any birds that stop on it and eat their flesh?
and Ji Shi Fuzhong.
An old man with long hair is sitting high above the hall, squinting at the number of people in the hall.
"What? Haven't Ning Zhumang's body been found yet?" The old man opened his mouth and asked, his voice lazy, as if he had just awakened from a hazy dream.
Everyone in the audience was shocked when they heard this, and they were obviously afraid of the old man to the extreme.
At this time, a young man in a purple robe stepped out of the crowd, his expression silent, and a cold color between his eyebrows condensed.
"The disciple is incompetent, and I have searched for five days with all the disciples in the sword hall, but I still haven't found the body of Master Ning."
"Teacher?" The old man on the high platform raised his brows when he heard the words, and the unpleasant color in his words did not hide.
All the disciples around were agitated at that time and knelt down.
Only the purple-robed boy just lowered his head and said: "The disciple has failed to speak."
The old man felt a little more displeased when he saw those disciples’ courageous looks, and then his eyes fell on the purple-robed boy, and asked with interest, "Yueming Ning Zhumang is my exquisite A traitor to the court, you can no longer be called the head teacher."
The old man, who has always been tough on people, faced the purple-robed boy with a slightly more amiable tone in his tone.
"If the master is not happy, the disciples should try their best to change." The purple-robed boy said, with a respectful but not humble attitude.
"Try to change it as much as possible? So, you don't want to change it?" The old man frowned, his voice getting colder.
"Master, do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"
"The truth."
"The disciple doesn't want to."
As soon as the purple-robed boy said this, the black-robed old man on the high platform suddenly sat upright. He patted the cutting board in front of him, and the hair on his face rose, like an angry lion.
"Song Yueming, don't forget what they did!" The old man yelled loudly at that time, as if being stabbed in the pain.
The anger engulfed in the voice caused the disciples around to tremble, and they did not dare to make any noise.
" What Ning Zhangjiao and others did is naturally wrong, but the heart is for Linglong Pavilion. Master should know this better than me. Since people are dead and their status, disciples think they are worthy That's it." The purple robe boy said so, the expression on his face calm.
The old man on the high platform was stunned when he heard the words, but suddenly fell silent.
"Master, please don’t worry, the disciples have found that it seems that Master Ning’s body was secretly hidden and buried by a certain disciple. The disciples are going to investigate this matter and I believe they will gain something soon.” Zipao The young man didn't seem to see the strangeness of the old man, so he continued to speak at that time.
The old man was silent for a long time, and became disappointed about the incident.
"Finally, let's expose the matter. Later, you will let someone bury the two corpses outside the door together." The old man waved his hand, the look on his face became a little lonely.
"Disciple obeyed." The purple-robed boy nodded and was about to leave.
"Yueming." But then the old man on the platform suddenly called again.
"What else does the master give?" The purple-robed boy turned and respectfully said.
"Jianlong Pass fell, Jizhou fell. Yuehu Cave is estimated to be on the way to Linglong Pavilion. You and Xia Zichuan have a marriage contract. You can go to meet them and reassure others. Dayan Realm. They will be a great help for you to sit in the position of master." The old man's voice sounded at that time.
The purple-robed boy was taken aback, he couldn't help but think of the kiss that the girl left on his lips that night, and a slight smile appeared on his cold face.
"The disciple knows." He nodded immediately, then turned and left the hall.
great promise to serve our government at the moment, again down the dark, bright sunshine outside the house as if some kind of barrier met, actually does not come shine.
There is only the blood in the eyes of the old man on the high platform.
in the deep palace gate, flickering and uncertain.
......
Zhong Changhen and Long Congyun hung the corpse at the gate of Jishifu for several days and finally buried.
The two people who used to be in power in Linglong Pavilion, but there is only one dilapidated wooden stele in front of the grave, and there are very few people who come to worship. Even Long Congyun's two proud disciples, Lang Chaosha and Lu Feng have not set foot here.
On this day, the night is dark and the sky is drizzling.
A figure dressed in black and covered with a face fell in front of the two green tombs.
He frowned his white brows and looked at the two green tombs, and said nothing for a long time.
The look in his eyes is complicated, it seems regretful, it seems reluctant to give up, the taste is mixed, it is beyond words.
The drizzle fell on his clothes and wet his black clothes, but he didn't notice it.
Just like that, he stood in front of the grave for a quarter of an hour~ IndoMTL.com~ His clothes were soaked, and the man in black finally sighed.
He wandered to the tomb, took a jar of sake from his arms, and pulled the seal. Raising the wine altar with both hands, sprinkled a drink of wine in front of the two tombs with solemn expression, and then drank the remaining sake in the altar.
"The two will go first, Ning will come to Quanxia to meet with the two, then they will be happy with the wine as they did in the past!"
bang!
After these words, the wine jar in his hand was suddenly dropped by him, and it fell to the ground and shattered.
Then his body halted and turned into a flowing shadow flying towards the north.
The north of Linglong Pavilion is Jizhou.
The northern part of Jizhou is Daxia.
And there is a high mountain between Daxia and Jizhou, which is called a strange tooth.
There is a palace on Yaqi Mountain.
is called the Taiyin Palace.
The Great Killing the Father is against the Way of Heaven.
There is a sword to punish the sky, which is rebellious and fierce.
With this sword, the son can kill the father, and the minister can kill the king.
The man muttered this hexagram image that the supreme real man asked for his life, and his eyebrows sank.
"The supreme real person, Ning must ask carefully, how can you save the world if you kill the emperor!"
It's raining a bit.
Two green tombs were silent in the rain.
A purple-robed youth walked out of the forest. He hooked himself down, picked up the broken wine jar on the ground, and raised his eyes to look in the direction where the figure was leaving.
The young man arched his hand towards that place and tapped deeply, his lips opened slightly, and he mumbled softly.
"This act is dangerous."
"The palm education cherishes it."