"That's total nonsense!" Lu Qier yelled, "Why do you say that my master colluded with the heretics in the Misery? Do you have any evidence?"
Peng Zemu said, "I have no evidence, but I heard him clearly talking to the contact person. It was clearly Lu Qianshui who took advantage of the other party, and that's why I got stuck here."
Lu Qier sneered, "What a joke. Most people in miserable situations are expelled by the righteous path. My master is the head of one of the seven sects of the righteous path, so why should he be willing to fall for himself? You said you have a contact person, where is that contact person? "
Peng Zemu said, "That man has already run away."
"That means there is no witness?" Lu Qier said coldly, "Now that my master is dead and there is no evidence to prove his death, you can naturally say whatever you want, saying that my master accepted benefits from others. Such dirty water, I, Lu, Liumen will never agree!"
Peng Zemu laughed loudly, and there was a hint of vicissitudes in his laughter. "It doesn't matter if you agree, but what if you don't agree?"
Lu Qier sneered again and again, "People in a miserable state are originally evil demons and heretics. Now that you kill people first, then we and other righteous people will naturally have to eliminate demons and defend the way, and kill this murderous maniac like you."
"Hahaha..." Peng Zemu burst out laughing again, "Well said!"
"What is the right way? Is self-centeredness the right way? What is the evil way? Not agreeing with the world is the evil way?" The long swords were wide and wide, the swords were screaming, and in an instant, the swords were interlaced, and lightning and thunder were heard.
Peng Zemu is worthy of being a descendant of the magic sword. He has a 'Pojun' long sword, which is sturdy and domineering, and is very powerful. With a critical sweep, all the disciples fell down in response. Dozens of people surrounded him, but no one could get close.
Lu Qier's beautiful eyes rolled around, she took a slight step, and in a snap of her fingers, she appeared next to Master Ziyang. Suddenly, Master Ziyang shouted loudly, pinched a pair of white jade hands with two hard steel fingers, and said indifferently, "I am a poor Taoist, but I am not close to women."
With a flick of two fingers, Lu Qier was knocked back several steps by a burst of ignorance energy.
She was secretly shocked that Master Ziyang actually had such a level of cultivation.
Lu Qier said, "Senior, I don't have any other intentions. The baby in your arms is Peng Zemu's child. If you are willing to hand it over to me, everyone in our Luliu family will respect your love."
Master Ziyang's face remained expressionless, and he said calmly, "People outside the country can't say what I can't accept."
Lu Qier's beautiful eyes were sullen, "Master Ziyang, this is a family matter of the Luliu Clan. Since you don't want to help, you shouldn't interfere in it."
Master Ziyang asked curiously, "The poor Taoist has not moved, so where can I interfere? The female donor must not talk nonsense."
Lu Qier was choked several times and her patience was exhausted. She waved her sleeves and started grabbing her in public.
Master Ziyang is not a soft persimmon to be pinched, so how can Feng Laixian and Tingyin laymen around him sit idly by and ignore him.
Tingyin layman said in a deep voice, "Just now Peng Zemu said that Lu Qianshui was threatening his wife and children. I didn't believe it. Now, as the head disciple of the Luliu Sect, you have come to snatch his children. I think what Peng Zemu said is not unreasonable. .”
Lu Qier sneered, "I just want to get Peng Zemu to surrender as soon as possible so that I can avenge my master, but you guys have repeatedly obstructed me. I think you are the ones who are colluding with the misery, right?"
"Bastard!" Hu Buyi scolded, "You will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. How can you be so innocent as a child?"
Seeing that she couldn't make a move, Lu Qier said coldly, "Everyone, don't you take my seven sects seriously?"
Feng Laixian smiled slightly, "Seven sects are powerful, but the Zhongyuan righteous way is not just what the seven sects say, right?"
But the old woman suddenly said in a loud voice, "Qi'er, just go ahead and do it. Our Luliu Sect will definitely take revenge today, not for the destruction of the tiles, but for the broken jade."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qier suddenly raised her voice to everyone present, "Everyone, if you still consider yourself to be a chivalrous and righteous person, please help me, the Luliu Sect, to catch the evil Peng Zemu."
The seven sects have great reputations and have been operating for many years. When Lu Qier called out, dozens of cultivators immediately joined the battle. Peng Zemu fought fiercely with one sword and one sword at a time.
Lu Lian'er wiped away the tears on her face and asked the woman, "Mother, do you really hate me so much?"
The old woman looked at her fiercely, with an expression of disgust on her disheveled face, "You are a loser. Ever since you eloped with Peng Zemu to go to misery, you have brought shame on my family. If it weren't for your father If I insist on bringing you back, I would rather you die in misery so as not to be embarrassed when you come back."
Lu Lian'er smiled bitterly, "If mother dislikes me so much, she must not be kind to my children."
The old woman chuckled, "How should I be kind to the son of my enemy who killed her husband?"
Lu Lian'er stood up and said calmly, "I understand."
At this time, Lu Lian'er's eyes were filled with despair. She supported Bu Yao on her temples, walked to Master Zi Yang, and suddenly knelt down in front of him.
"Mrs. Peng, why are you doing this?" Master Ziyang asked in surprise.
Lu Lian'er had a bleak look on her face, "Master, since you pity this child so much, I guess he is destined to be with you, so I will entrust him to you."
After saying that, he kowtowed three times to Master Ziyang.
Then, she turned around and shouted to Peng Zemu, "Mu Lang, I'm afraid our fate is over in this life."
Peng Zemu was suddenly shocked, "Lian'er..."
Lu Lian'er burst into tears, "If you hadn't insisted on marrying me, you wouldn't have had to bear so much. If I hadn't insisted on marrying you, my parents wouldn't have disliked me so much. Everything is the fault of my existence."
She suddenly pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and inserted it into her heart.
Everyone suddenly exclaimed.
Peng Zemu wailed, "Lian'er..."
He unleashed all his strength, swept across with his long knife, and opened up the encirclement. He flew forward and threw himself next to Lu Lian'er. Looking at the blood-stained skirt and her pale and weak face, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Heroes don't shed tears easily, but they don't reach the sad point.
Behind him is an ax and a sword. A long sword was thrust horizontally, blocking countless sharp blades.
Yu Tianqing, holding a long sword, stood beside Peng Zemu, facing the people who were staring at him eagerly.
"Yu Tianqing?" Lu Qier was surprised, and then said, "Miss Yu, this is not Tianning City. Do you know the consequences of helping him?"
Yu Tianqing said, "I'm not helping him."
"Then what do you mean?"
"I'm just helping a relationship to pass its final days."
Peng Zemu hugged Lu Lian'er tightly, sobbing hard, and the despair, grief, anger, unwillingness, and nostalgia in his eyes said everything.
Lu Lian'er held his hand and said painfully, "In the next life, we don't want to be husband and wife anymore."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and threw away all her worries, attachments, right and wrong, and grudges, all at once.
Peng Zemu suddenly let out a mournful cry, like an eagle in the sky. He lost his love, and his howl of mourning stirred up the sky.
Things always change unexpectedly, but after the unexpected, except for the sadness, everything returns to normal. In this impermanent world, it seems that everything that is abnormal is normal.
