Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 127: Question

Ye Yunhai, the nominal spiritual leader of the Ye Jiajun, was supposed to eat, live, and bathe with the soldiers this time. However, the change happened so quickly. Before entering Youzhou City, her mother finally Put all the secrets together. Although Xiaohuating is the seed of the Demon Race who has been lurking in Luoyang General Mansion for 20 years, she is also a mother, and Ye Yunhai is her own flesh and blood.

The greatest existence between heaven and earth is maternal love. This kind of love can transcend race and transcend faith.

Although Xiaohuating can't change the disaster that is about to happen in Youzhou City, and even she will do her best to make it happen, but she can't let her son have an accident. On the contrary, she has to find a job for Ye Yunhai from it. Great opportunity.

This is not in the interests of Pure Black Valley, and it has nothing to do with Ye Jiajun or the court. It is only related to herself and her son Ye Yunhai.

For this, she used a lot of resources and even persuaded the brothers who had not seen each other for many years, the brothers who were practicing in the pure black valley. In the end, in the battle of Youzhou City, not only did Ye Yunhai not die, but even his cultivation base skyrocketed.

Ye Yunhai, standing in the center of the Fenglei Pavilion Trial Plaza, had a half-step imperceptible cultivation base, and even carried some royal aura between his gestures.

The reason is actually very simple. Xiaohuating used a secret method to allow Ye Yunhai to practice magic, absorbed part of the blood and dead spirits of Youzhou City, and swallowed the luck of the second prince Li Chunyu.

The deeds almost reached the point where she changed her fate. For this, Xiaohuating devoted her life and life's cultivation skills, but even when she was dying, she still had no regrets, because she It is Ye Yunhai's mother, she is willing to give for her son.

From the son of General Luoyang’s mansion and the captain of Ye Jiajun’s captain, to the half-step impossibility of magic repair, Ye Yunhai’s transition is very smooth, unusually smooth, maybe in the depths of his heart, he treats himself The previous life was not very satisfying. There was a devil hidden in his subconscious, and he yearned to kill and be decisive.

So just now there was an impulsive disciple of Fenglei Pavilion. He didn't know the depth, so he rushed over and was punched out of the mountain gate. Now his fist fingers are still slightly hot, which he has never had before. a feeling of.

Very exciting.

Very passionate.

Very cool.

Ye Yunhai walked a few steps forward with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and stood at the forefront.

Turned his head and glanced at the elder of Fenglei Pavilion, "What is the use of talking so much nonsense? If anyone is dissatisfied, he will be beaten. If anyone is disobedient, try to make him obedient. Fists are always more effective than mouth. , And more direct."

After thinking for a while, Ye Yunhai continued, "I remember someone said just now that you are the elder in charge of the punishment law of Fenglei Pavilion. Isn't it possible that this trivial truth is not clear? No wonder the century-old sect has always been ranked The last number."

Fan Zhen is the elder of Fenglei Pavilion's criminal law, but he is also a disciple of Fenglei Pavilion. If all these young generations are killed, does Fenglei Pavilion have a future? It is indeed his choice to seek refuge in the Pure Black Valley, but his purpose is not to destroy this place, he just wants to change to a pavilion master, he just wants to sit in the seat of the pavilion master.

The appeal is that simple.

As for intercepting the soldiers of Youbei and the prairie barbarians who returned to the north, Fan Zhen seemed to be doing things at will. Although it was a little bloody, the hands of any cultivator were not covered with blood.

Who dares to say that his hands are clean?

To kill a soldier is to kill, isn't it to kill a monster? Isn't this self-deception?

Fan Zhen hesitated a little, "My lord, if you can persuade you, it’s better to persuade, if you kill everyone, who will intercept the soldiers who flee for us and the grassland barbarians who return to the north. Youbei is so big," If there are few people, you can't search at all."

Ye Yunhai narrowed his eyes, "Are you confident to convince them?"

Fan Zhen nodded, "It will take some time, but it will always succeed. Human hearts are grown in flesh, so people have weaknesses, and practitioners have the same."

When Fan Zhen and Ye Yunhai lowered their heads to talk quietly, Lei Tianyou and the others, who were tens of meters away, were waiting in a stern formation, and they all glared at them, looking like death at home.

They are all ages of enthusiasm. The ideal in my heart has just been formed, and has not been polished by the years. It is the most angular and angular time.

The revival of Fenglei Pavilion is their ideal.

Whoever dares to blaspheme here is their common enemy, not to mention Lei Tianyou taking the lead.

Although the pavilion master is dead, their big brother is still there, and their leader is still there.

"End up."

"The gale and thunder move Kyushu."

Lei Tianyou waved his hand, and forty-nine disciples stood behind him. Forty-nine swords were all unsheathed. There was a gale around him, thunder rang in his ears, and the sword formation took shape in the blink of an eye. This strong wind and thunder in Kyushu is the most mature sword formation for Fenglei Pavilion disciples to practice, and it is also the most standard and basic sword formation. Although it is not the most powerful, it is definitely the easiest to control and the easiest to combat.

Light up the sword formation, it means that the negotiation is about to break down and the battle is about to begin.

Fan Zhen didn’t seem to care about these at all, but he took another step forward and looked at Lei Tianyou, "God, you can not care about the painstaking efforts of the elders in the pavilion, or you can not care about the life and death of the younger brothers and sisters behind him, right? Don’t you even care about the lives of your parents? If you still don’t listen to dissuasion today, then tomorrow you will see two corpses."

He chased his body with righteousness, broke his courage with love, and threatened his heart with the order of his parents. Fan Zhen is worthy of being the elder who has been in charge of Fengleige's criminal law for decades. He has mastery of the heart, especially the speculation of these young men. Already considered perfect.

Listening to Fan Zhen’s words, Lei Tianyou was still calm, but the other disciples around him changed their expressions slightly. Some people had already begun to curse, and the newly formed sword formation was said by Fan Zhen. It broke several loopholes.

Anger is a taboo in combat.

Take a deep breath, Lei Tianyou once again raised his right hand to signal that the disciples behind him should not act rashly, "Ping calmly, guarding the body, and not being confused by foreign objects."

With a word from Lei Tianyou, the sword formation quickly recovered calm, and then looked at Fan Zhen, "Elder Fan, what you have done in the past few days is not painstaking, it is thief. The younger brothers and sisters behind me, everyone’s Life and death are more important to me than heaven. I am their big brother. If I can’t protect them, then I must be the first to die. As for what you said is to catch my parents and kill them, it’s not me. Underestimate you, you can try it, I don’t have any comments."

When Lei Tianyou said something, the sword formation that had already restored calm behind him suddenly strengthened a bit, seeming to echo his big brother.

Behind a little finger, a bright white long sword floats in front of you. The blade is straight and there is wind and thunder inside. "Since you have been questioning me, I also have a few questions to ask you. "

Fan Zhen's expression was a little dignified, and he didn't say anything, which was considered tacit.

"I want to ask if you are a disciple trained by Fenglei Pavilion?"

"I want to ask if the sword in your hand has ever cut a monster?"

"I want to ask you if your cultivation is worthy of heaven and earth?"

"Wind and thunder kills the demon, do you want to become that demon yourself? Do you want to become a demon yourself and still have to drag all the disciples of my wind and thunder pavilion? What about the oath you swore before entering the pavilion? Your criminal law What about Tang’s rules of judgment? Have you forgotten it? Or was it eaten by a dog?"

Lei Tianyou's eyes are sharp, and his voice is like a sword, straight through people's hearts, "Who are you? Or is it not the elder Fan Zhen I once knew?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was silence on the court.

Fan Zhen's face is already green.

As for Ye Yunhai, nothing has changed until now, and there is something interesting in the faint, as if he has seen something interesting.

"Looking at it!" Fan Zhen yelled angrily.

"Zongmen scum!" Lei Tianyou also yelled, not giving way.

"You will die miserably." Fan Zhen said gloomily, with killing intent in his words.

"Hmph."

Lei Tianyou coldly snorted and waved his hand behind him, "I Fenglei Pavilion, since the founder of the pavilion, I have always practiced bravely, dare to break the wind, dare to thunder, dare to do things that no one in the world dares to do. This is Fenglei Pavilion. The soul of the pavilion, the spirit of the Fenglei pavilion, as long as the courage of the disciples of the Fenglei pavilion is not discarded, no matter whether we are alive or dead, if a few people can escape, Fenglei pavilion will not die."

Speaking like a sword!

Sword out!

Lei Tianyou's white long sword is in front, and the forty-nine swords behind him are behind him, stabbing Fan Zhen in full.

Fan Zhen had more people behind him~IndoMTL.com~ Naturally there was a magic weapon flying sword to resist, and a burst of extremely dense sword strikes sounded.

Fan Zhen, standing at the forefront, showed several sword marks on the cyan gown, blood was gradually overflowing, and his face was ugly. Even if he is Feng Lei Pavilion's criminal law elder, the realm of cultivation is about to enter Wuxiang. However, the sword formations, including Lei Tianyou, most of the attacks were directed at him. Ye Yunhai and others were considered invasions. They were foreign enemies. Whatever behaviors they did was acceptable, they could only be regarded as inferior in fighting. people.

However, Fan Zhen was an insider. He led a group of elders and bewildered disciples to murder the pavilion master and destroy the sect with his own hands. Naturally, he was the first target to be killed.

If you let anyone go, you can't let Fan Zhen go!

"Lei Tianyou, how dare you instruct your disciple to murder the elder of Xinglutang? Unruly!" Fan Zhen shouted hysterically with his messy hair.

"You introduced the demon into the pavilion, and you are suspected of murdering the pavilion owner. It is easy to kill you, so why dare I!"

Lei Tianyou stared at Fan Zhen and shouted, but just after speaking, his waist suddenly fell cold. When he looked down again, a black dagger pierced his waist and abdomen like a poisonous snake, causing severe pain. Spread all over the body.

A black dagger appeared on Fan Zhen's waist, which also looked like a poisonous snake, passing through his waist.

"With so many words, it is not necessary to do it in the end, or to see whose fist is hard? What a stubborn old man, why do you want it? It's really an eyesore!" Withdrawing Fan Zhen's waist dagger , A young man walked out from behind him, turned out to be Ye Yunhai with a smile on his mouth.

Lei Tianyou didn't look at Ye Yunhai, but turned his head abruptly. Standing behind him was a girl in the costume of a disciple of Fenglei Pavilion, with two cute braids and a pair of **** eyes.

"Why?"