Master Jing'an stayed at the inn. At the same time, Mou Yanping, who went to find the murderer, also came back.
Liu Yurong asked hurriedly: "Did you catch him?"
Mou Yanping shook his head slowly: "We searched for several miles around, but we didn't see anyone. We are both protectors of the Demon Palace. I think Wan Yanfei must have been rescued by Wu Lao Mo."
At this time, everyone already knew from Xihe who the murderer was, and also knew that he was seriously injured. It was difficult for a person to escape alone, so he must have been rescued.
Liu Yurong frowned: "The Demon Palace has been making frequent moves in the past six months, and now they dare to attack the people in the Piaomiao Palace. What do they want to do?"
Lu Chong snorted coldly: "What good can happen? They must be holding back bad moves. I think our Central Plains sect might as well attack in one fell swoop and raid their lair directly. This will save them from doing evil every day."
His tone was casual, but serious, and the others didn't say anything. After all, the Demon Palace did a lot of evil.
For example, Wu Lao Mo is a major protector of the Demon Palace, and he likes to use the blood of young women as medicine. No less than a hundred women died at his hands every year. However, he is very good at Qinggong. Once someone wants to do harm to the people, he will run away without being caught.
There are also two other protectors, Kuangren Fang and Haiyan Wang, who are also people who drink blood like hair and kill people like hemp.
Wan Yanfei didn't have as much blood on his hands as they did, but he was in charge of the finances of the Demon Palace, and he plundered people's wealth and anointing every year. He killed countless people, and he was not a kind person.
In short, there are not many good things in the Demon Palace, so death is not a pity.
Liu Yurong said solemnly: "Keep an eye on the Demon Palace. If there is any abnormal movement, report it immediately."
Several people said in unison: "Yes."
Fuyang City is a prosperous small town. Because it is between the Piaomiao Sect and the Taichu Sect, you can often see knights carrying swords and wearing strange clothes on the streets. They drink heavily, are heroic, and indulge in Qinggong when they feel like it. Fly to fight outside the city, and then enter the city after settling the grudges.
Xihe stayed in the inn for a few days and saw several waves of people flying past her window. It was indeed a river and lake.
She closed the window, put on a new dress, put on a simple hairdo, tidied herself up, opened the door, and went downstairs with Fang Qinglin.
"Hey, have you heard? There is a martial arts conference in Chongyang Mountain!"
"Martial arts conference? When did it happen? Why didn't the six major sects release the news?"
"Well, I heard that this martial arts competition was held by Chongyang Villa itself. Because the scale was too small, the six sects were not invited. It was just for fun for people like us who have no sects."
"That's pretty good. In the past, when the six major sects held martial arts conferences, all the top performers were the geniuses of the six major sects. It has nothing to do with us... Hey, why are you stepping on me!"
When the speaker saw his companion pointing behind him, he turned around and saw the two people from Xihe and the logos of Piaomiao Sect and Taichu Sect on their bodies. He was instantly frightened into silence.
Xihe and Fang Qinglin just glanced at them briefly, passed by and went to the private room in the backyard.
Seeing the two people's backs disappearing, the man couldn't help but pat his chest. He was obviously very frightened, and whispered: "Didn't you say that the six major sects didn't come? Why are both the Taichu sect and the Piaomiao sect here?"
The others looked at each other. They had all entered the city in the past two days and were not very clear about what was going on in the city.
Only one person waved and motioned for them to come closer: "I know about this. It is said that people from the Demon Sect drugged the female disciples of the Piaomiao Sect. As a result, people from both sects were recruited."
Others stared wide-eyed: "The Demon Palace is too arrogant. It even dares to attack the female disciples of the Piaomiao Sect. Master Jing'an's name is not a joke."
"That's not the most powerful thing. I heard that this female disciple is engaged to the Taichu Sect... Wuwu."
"You don't want to live anymore!" He gave everyone a warning look, "Anyway, Fuyang City and Chongyang Mountain will not be too peaceful recently. Let's all be honest, otherwise there will be no one to avenge us if we lose our lives!"
Everyone nodded in unison, but they were all wondering, is there an engagement with the Taichu Sect? Isn't that Master Chu...
Xihe followed Fang Qinglin into the door and saw an old man sitting at the table. His beard and hair were all white, but he was full of energy. Although he was wearing a cloth shirt, he could not be underestimated.
Master Jing'an next to him had an expressionless face, and the young disciple who was making tea was so frightened that he did not dare to approach her.
"Master pays homage to master, pays homage to Grand Master Zong!"
"Qing Lin pays homage to Master, and pays homage to Master Jing'an!"
Xihe and Fang Qinglin both came forward to pay their respects.
Just this morning, Fang Qinglin's master Zong Nanfan also rushed to Fuyang City. After all, Master Jing'an was here. To show his importance, he had to come and help his apprentice resolve the marriage.
Master Jing'an's difficult temperament is not something that a few apprentices can handle.
Zong Nanfan raised his hand and said with a smile: "Get up, we are all a family from now on, there is no need to be polite."
Master Jing'an also glanced at them and said lukewarmly: "Get up."
Xihe and the two stood up. She took the initiative to walk behind Master Jing'an and obediently helped her add tea. Master Jing'an's complexion improved a lot, and then she talked about the marriage with Zong Nanfan.
Betrothal gifts and dowries were all easy to discuss. Zong Nanfan said that he would listen to his wife, but he was not very happy later.
"Master, no. Qing Lin is the fifth disciple of our Taichu sect. Master is also marrying into our Taichu sect. Naturally, the wedding should be held in our Taichu sect."
It was a matter of face for the sect, so of course he couldn't let Master Jing'an act recklessly.
"Why not! Master is the eldest disciple of my Piao Miao Sect, and our Piao Miao Sect is no worse than your Taichu Sect, so why can't it be done in Piao Miao Sect? Otherwise, you can just let Fang Qinglin marry into my Piao Miao Sect."
"Master Tai, you..."
Zong Nanfan was so angry that he fell back and said, "Since ancient times, men have been married to women. How can it be against ethics? Master, please don't go through with it."
Master Jing'an was not afraid of him. She picked up the Yuehua Sword and sneered: "Then let's see the real chapter under our hands!"
Her disciple has suffered such a great injustice. If she doesn't correct her reputation and let everyone in the world know how powerful she is, won't she be wronged if she joins the Taichu Sect in the future?
Master Jing'an drew his sword and rushed forward. Zong Nanfan had to block it with his hands, and dozens of moves were exchanged in an instant.
The vases and tea cups in the house were swept to the ground and shattered. Others were frightened.
Xihe wanted to go up to start a fight, but Fang Qinglin stopped him: "Master, you have a sense of propriety!"
At this moment, the two men broke out of the window and fought all the way out of the city.
Xihe hurried to the window and couldn't even see his shadow.
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In the evening, Master Jing'an and Zong Nanfan returned to the inn one after another.
Xihe hurriedly ran up, carefully held her arm, and said worriedly: "Master, are you okay?"
Zongnan Fan's martial arts has reached the grandmaster level, and he is regarded as the top martial artist in the world. It is difficult for ordinary people to resist him. Although Master Jing'an is also powerful, he can only be regarded as a first-rate master in the world. If he fights with Zongnan Fan, he will only suffer losses.
Unable to help herself, she eagerly wanted to return to Piaomiaomen, practice her martial arts as soon as possible, and become powerful as soon as possible.
(End of chapter)
