Master Yi, who was brought to the Wangjian Tower, stared blankly on the spot. Ah Lan roughly grabbed his collar and threw him to Huo Tianya's body.
Master Yi's slightly dull eyes stayed on Huo Tianya's headless corpse for a moment, and then turned to the monstrous pillar of fire in front of him.
Lu Hanjiang stood behind him, also raising his head and admiring the rare sight in front of him. Seeing the scene of the burning building up close was indeed more impactful.
In retrospect, it is simply a black humor. In order to make use of what he thought was the power of the Wanling Sword, Huo Tianya constantly recruited masters from the martial arts world. In order to retain these people, he chose the most effective and convenient way - throwing money. So he went crazy to make money again.
The dignified young owner of the village, his nephew Huo Yunqi, sold it to Huo Tianya without blinking an eye just because the beggar gang paid enough. Now Wangjian Tower has become a living hell. Wuyousan Jianghu guest, you kill me, I will kill you.
In the end, the money that Huo Tianya had been thinking about was actually in his hands. The real treasure of Xu Fu was held by Zhujian Villa from the beginning, but it was a pity that they forgot or even abandoned it by mistake.
In the end, it was Huo Tianya's wishful thinking to use the Ten Thousand Spirit Sword to become stronger. He finally turned into a man and a ghost, making everything look like a farce.
Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but sigh.
In front of his eyes, burning wooden boards peeled off from Wangjian Tower. The fire purified all the sins in the building. Wuyou Powder led to ugly desires, all of which were burned away by the fire.
In the only corner of the roof that was still spared, Tianfeng and Lingwu were still fighting for life and death.
Whether it was luck or misfortune, Taoist Master Tianfeng escaped the poison of Wuyou Powder, but in the end he was trapped on the roof of the building by the fire. At this moment, he was helpless to fight Lingwu who had lost his mind.
However, it seems that Taoist Master Tianfeng still has the desire to live. Although his moves are urgent, they are not chaotic and the rules are still there.
But the sad part is that even if Lingwu is defeated, Tianfeng may not be able to survive. What determines his life or death is whether the twelve floors are high enough and whether his destiny is hard enough.
No matter what, there was a blazing fire at the Hope Sword Tower in front of the place, and the body of the owner of the Sword Making Villa was paid homage at the back, and there was also a martial arts competition between two masters from the Five Mountains and Shaolin Mountains to add to the fun. It was really a rare and good scene.
Lu Hanjiang consciously stepped back and gave up the stage to A Lan. Master Yi, who was kneeling on the ground unable to do anything, yelled at Lu Hanjiang like crazy: "Lu Qi Qi! You don't keep your word!"
"Stop it." Seeing that the other party was resentful regardless of right and wrong, Lu Hanjiang quickly distanced himself from the relationship and said: "Master Yi, I have always promised you a thousand pieces of gold. The current miserable situation of Sword Making Villa is all due to the hands of your good owner. It has nothing to do with this young master."
"Lu Shiqi! You——!"
As soon as he spoke a word, Master Yi felt a pain in his chest. A Lan pierced his heart with a sword, and without giving him any chance to speak, he ended his life cleanly.
"Here, here, well, I'm lucky to have Master Yi clear my mind today, I'm very grateful."
Lu Hanjiang clasped his hands together and bowed to Master Yi's body in a dignified manner: "Master, have a good journey."
On the other side, A-Lan sheathed her sword and looked a little dull. It was rare to see her look so lethargic. Lu Hanjiang stepped forward to comfort her: "Miss A-Lan now that her family's revenge has been avenged, I believe that the spirits of our ancestors in heaven will also be relieved." .”
"You mean my dad? Maybe."
A Lan lowered his head and glanced at the corpses of Huo Tianya and Master Yi, and said calmly: "However, my sword is not for him, but for myself and my three senior brothers."
Taking steps away from the corpse on the ground, A-Lan sat down on the ground, folded his legs with his hands, rested his chin on his knees, and looked vaguely confused.
"Master Lu, I lied to you about something."
When the sudden words came, A Lan turned his eyes to Lu Hanjiang and smiled at him: "Actually, Hongchen Guest is not my father, he is just my master."
Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows: "Well, this is a bit surprising."
"Actually, there are many loopholes in this lie. For example, Hongchenke has never married and has no interest in women. How could he have children?"
A gust of wind blew, A Lan lowered her eyes slightly, rolled up her scattered temples, and said softly: "Master Lu, do you want to hear my story?"
Lu Hanjiang walked to her side, responded with actions, and quietly became an audience.
"That person said that Mr. Lu also knew about the grudge between the Huo family and the Zhong family a hundred years ago. He said that the Moon Shadow and Burning Yang Xingxuan were all made from fake drawings prepared by the Zhong family, and this fake drawing In the end, it fell into the hands of Hongchen Guest by accident, but do you know how Hongchen Guest got it?"
A Lan frowned and her eyes became heavier: "This drawing kept changing hands, and finally ended up in a place called Liujia Village. It was a remote village with only a few dozen households, all ordinary farmers. The kind of farmer who doesn't know martial arts."
Lu Hanjiang asked strangely: "Those drawings were fought over by people in the world, how could they end up in such a place?"
"I don't know, maybe who deliberately hid it in such a place where no one would be suspicious."
A-Lan twitched her lips and smiled a little reluctantly. She said: "Anyway, the blueprint ended up in Liujia Village, and the news spread out somehow. People from all over the world came to 'treasure hunt' one after another, but the people in the village People didn’t know anything about it, but they thought the villagers were hiding it on purpose. During the dispute, someone accidentally killed a villager, and things got out of control.”
Lu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment and sighed slightly: "It's an unreasonable disaster."
"Young Master Lu is right, it is indeed an unforeseen disaster," A Lan's calm gaze showed no trace of emotion, and her silence was a bit frightening. She continued: "The fight became more and more intense. When I came back to my senses, those heroes in the world had already After killing almost half of the villagers, in the end, perhaps out of concern for face, we didn’t mention the blueprints again, so it just fell into place.”
Lu Hanjiang raised his head and looked at the sky and asked, "Didn't you report it to the official?"
"No," A Lan shook his head slightly: "The village chief was worried that reporting to the official would attract revenge from this group of gangsters, so he only said that it was a bandit attack. The government issued a reward order, and the police searched to no avail, so the matter came to an end. That’s it for now.”
After Lu Hanjiang was silent for a moment, he asked, "Later, it was Hongchen Guest who saved you?"
"No," A Lan smiled sarcastically: "The remaining half of the villagers were killed by the Hongchen guest. Perhaps he thought that the people in this village were accomplices in taking away the Zhong family's treasure from him, so when he came He was so cruel that when I was still young, I was hidden by three brothers from my neighbor's house, and I escaped the disaster."
Lu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes slightly: "San Liu Jian?"
"yes."
A-Lan tilted his head half-way, and his faint tone seemed to be reminiscing: "Three brothers took me wandering all the way. In order to take revenge, they found a way to take me to become a disciple of Hongchenke. In fact, the martial arts talents of the three of them were They are all average, being taken in by Hongchenke, he is more like a handyman than a disciple, but my talent is extremely good, so he is somewhat sincere to me."
Lu Hanjiang had long heard of the reputation of the Three Liu Swords of the Demonic Way. They were able to reach such heights with their mediocre talents, but they couldn't do it without great perseverance.
"At the beginning, the three brothers planned to assassinate Hongchen Ke. Originally, they planned to kill Hongchen Ke for revenge. But after so many years, they also discovered that there was something strange about what happened at the beginning, so in the end they broke off Hongchen Ke. On the one hand, Hands and Legs Jin wants to take revenge, but on the other hand, he also hopes to use him to lure out the person behind it."
As he spoke, A Lan sighed softly: "Sure enough, in the end, Hongchen Guest died in the hands of the Huangfu family. At that time, we determined that the people behind this must be the Huangfu family. So when the demonic path went to Jiangnan, the three brothers all I followed, but I didn’t expect..."
But he didn't expect Huangfu Yushu to be ridiculously powerful, and he didn't expect Jin Yiwei to be planning the incident in Jiangnan - Lu Hanjiang silently completed A Lan's unspoken words in his heart.
The past was like smoke, and some scenes just flashed past in Lu Hanjiang's mind. He sighed slightly: "So that's it. I didn't expect that Miss A Lan and Hongchen Guest had such a close relationship."
A-Lan looked into the distance with a somewhat uncertain tone: "After the accident happened to the three brothers, I came out to avenge them, find the truth about the past, and... also to repay the kindness of the Hongchen guest for preaching."
"Oh?" Lu Hanjiang asked curiously, "How do you mean this?"
A Lan said softly: "Revenge for revenge, kindness for kindness. The Hongchen guest killed innocent villagers in Liujia Village. This revenge must be avenged, so the three brothers abolished his martial arts and let him endure torture and survive. But he also taught him As a master of Hongchen Swordsmanship, I did not hide any secrets, so I also killed his former enemies for him as a way to repay this kindness."
Lu Hanjiang did not comment on this kind of thing, but just said in agreement: "The girl has a clear sense of grudges, I admire her."
A-Lan stretched out a hand and straightened a few stray hairs on his forehead. His eyes were confused and he murmured: "This time I came to Zhujian Villa, I unexpectedly found the real mastermind behind the blood feud. The big enemy is It’s rewarded.”
Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly: "Congratulations."
A Lan buried her head in her knees for a moment, then stood up suddenly, her eyes gradually regained her composure: "Huo Tianya and Zhujian Villa no longer exist. My family's revenge has been avenged. Yan Fengyun is also dead. The revenge of the eldest brother and the third brother That's it, the rest of the Huangfu family..."
Lu Hanjiang said: "Huangfu Yushu is dead, but Huangfu Lingyun is still alive. Are you still planning to go to Southern Shaolin?"
A Lan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened her eyes and said, "No, the Huangfu family is not the mastermind. With Huangfu Yushu dead, the grudge is settled. Even if I hate them again for killing my second brother, I will take Huangfu Lingyun's How much life can be worth it."
The corner of Lu Hanjiang's mouth curled up slightly, and the corner of his eye fell on Al Lan, who seemed to have a strange smell.
"The grudge is settled. Miss Alan is now feeling relaxed. What are her plans for the future?" Lu Hanjiang asked.
"I plan to travel around the world, play everywhere and see everywhere. I'll take care of myself wherever I go."
A Lan's eyes turned slightly towards Lu Hanjiang, and she smiled slightly, revealing a pair of pear dimples. She smiled and became a little solemn again, and said: "Mr. Lu, please save me once at Wangjian Tower. Now you have helped me find the real murderer of that year. So, I owe you two lives. If you are driven in the future, I will never say anything."
As he spoke, A Lan clasped his fists and bowed, lowering his head slightly. Lu Hanjiang lowered his gaze and stared at the woman in front of him. The sincere look of the other woman was reflected in his eyes like a hazy moon, bright and touching, yet so easy. Obscured by dark clouds.
What a good boy, Lu Hanjiang thought.
A-Lan seemed to feel something strange. She raised her head and saw that Lu Hanjiang's smile remained unchanged. He only heard him say warmly: "Since Miss A-Lan said so, then it is settled?"
The strange feeling in his heart disappeared in a flash, and A-Lan smiled slightly and said: "It's a deal!"
