Wei Zhengyang lived a good life in the dungeon, and Miss Yuan told him that no one was allowed to embarrass him.
Although he was served delicious food and drinks, Wei Zhengyang still had trouble sleeping and eating. It's already the afternoon of the second day, and Feng Chime hasn't come to see him yet. Could it be that the plan has failed?
While he was thinking wildly, he heard gentle footsteps coming from the dungeon door.
Wei Zhengyang hurriedly lay down at the door of the dungeon and tried his best to look outside. Not long after, a girl in light brown clothes walked towards him quickly. The girl was beautiful and beautiful. Although she had a smile on her face, there were crystal tears on her cheeks.
"Wind chime!" Wei Zhengyang shouted.
Yuan Fengling ran over and held Wei Zhengyang's hand tightly, crying and laughing, "Brother Wei, you have suffered."
Wei Zhengyang asked: "Did it succeed?"
Yuan Fengling nodded vigorously and wiped her tears: "Both the head of the family and Uncle Yong are dead, and now my father is the head of the family."
Wei Zhengyang smiled, very happily: "Really? That's great! Let me out quickly, I'm going to propose marriage to your parents!"
Yuan Fengling shook his head: "Senior Brother Wei, don't be anxious. You can feel aggrieved here for the next two days."
Wei Zhengyang was confused: "What?"
Yuan Fengling explained: "My father has agreed to our marriage, but... Grandpa Qi was here last night, and he saw your face,"
"Master, has he... looked for you?"
"He has been coming to see me and my father since last night, but... we don't dare to see him. He has great martial arts skills and has a close relationship with the old family master. I'm afraid of him..."
Wei Zhengyang thought for a while and said calmly: "He is not anxious to see you to propose marriage."
Yuan Fengling was confused: "What's that for?"
"I understand him. He just wants to know where I am and then kill me so that outsiders will never know that I am the assassin. Otherwise, it will discredit the Liuyang Sect... Humph, he only has the Liuyang Sect in his heart."
Yuan Fengling was a little scared: "What should I do? What if he insists on killing you? A person like him will not give up until he sees your body... Brother Zhengyang, stop talking, I will let you out tonight . You go out and hide for a while. When things at home are settled and my parents are safe, I will go find you." This "Brother Zhengyang" made Wei Zhengyang feel warm in his heart.
Wei Zhengyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Run? You can't run away... Feng Ling, I have already killed your family master, I don't care if I kill a few more."
Yuan Fengling looked anxious: "Brother Zhengyang, what are you talking about?! His martial arts is so good! How can you kill him! Stop talking nonsense!"
Wei Zhengyang's eyes became vicious and vicious, and he slowly said: "Wind Chime, give me a knife, and then bring him to see me."
Yuan Fengling shook his head vigorously: "No! I can't do this!".
"Wind chimes!" Wei Zhengyang suddenly raised his voice, "Don't be stupid! We won't be able to live well unless he dies! Be good, listen to me and prepare a dagger for me. Leave the rest to me."
Yuan Fengling seemed to be frightened by Wei Zhengyang. She nodded timidly and whispered: "Okay...I'll prepare it for you...but..."
"Nothing but, go ahead, wind chime."
Yuan Fengling had no choice but to do as he said, turned around and walked out of the dungeon.
At the entrance of the dungeon, Liuli waited quietly. When she saw her young lady coming out, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.
"Miss, I have already given you the instructions. What should we do next?"
Yuan Fengling replied with a smile: "Go and prepare a shorter dagger and give it to Wei Zhengyang. Then go find Qi Nandong and ask him to sneak here alone tomorrow night."
"Yes, ma'am."
After saying that, Liuli left in a hurry.
Yuan Fengling turned around and glanced at the dungeon door, and said disdainfully: "Like an idiot."
…
Usually when Qi Nandong came to Chang'an, the Yuan family would prepare a place for him to live in early, and at the end it would be a separate courtyard of the Yuan family. This time when I went to Chang'an, apart from visiting Yuan's family to pay my respects, not only did I not arrange a place to stay, I didn't even send anyone to greet me. From last night to now, he has sent several waves of people to Yuan's house, but they all failed.
Men Geng, not a single senior member of the Yuan family was seen.
The news coming out of the Yuan family now is that Yuan Qiyong and his accomplices were killed, and no one else is known, let alone his precious disciple.
Among the disciples and grandsons he brought, all the Yuan family members were recalled, and none of them were around.
This made Qi Nandong very angry.
I was sitting alone in the inn, sulking, when a disciple pushed the door in and said loudly: "Master! Someone from the Yuan family is here!"
Instead of reprimanding his disciple for his rudeness, Qi Nandong said loudly: "Call in!"
Not long after, Liuli entered the room, cupped her fists and said, "I've met Mr. Qi."
Qi Nandong didn't show his anger when he saw Yuan Fengling's servants now. It was all thanks to them that his disciples were like this, but being angry couldn't do anything to them, so he had to patiently ask: "Humph?" , is the Yuan family finally willing to see the old man?"
Liuli replied: "My young lady told Mr. Qi to go there when you are young. It's best if you go by yourself."
Qi Nandong sneered: "What? What the hell is this little girl Yuan Fengling planning in this movie?"
"Go back to Mr. Qi. Now that the Yuan family is in trouble, there is another secret behind the assassination. Please forgive me, Mr. Qi."
"Go back, I'll be there tonight, I'm not afraid of any tricks you may play."
Qi Nandong had already prepared for the worst. If Yuan Fengling dared to do anything to his disciple, he would definitely fight against the Yuan family. Although there are many children of the Yuan family of the Liuyang Sect, it doesn't matter. If you die, you will die. Does the Yuan family really think that they are a prominent martial arts family?
It was almost midnight, and Qi Nandong, who was almost out of breath, finally went to Yuan's house alone.
Although the Yuan family is now heavily defensive, this is nothing to Qi Nandong.
The backyard of Yuan's house was quiet, with only one figure standing in the yard.
After Qi Nandong landed, he stared at the figure with an angry face.
"Yuan Fengling, I just thought you had a young lady's temper before, but I misjudged you. Women like you are really cruel and ruthless."
Yuan Fengling bowed deeply and said expressionlessly: "Senior Brother Wei is in the dungeon. Mr. Qi, please take him and leave Chang'an as soon as possible."
"Leave Chang'an?" Qi Nandong said fiercely, "Baby, I'm afraid you have forgotten that our Liuyang Sect has something to do when we come to Chang'an this time."
"Forget it, Mr. Qi," Yuan Fengling remained expressionless, "Now that the Yuan family's reputation has plummeted, your Liuyang Sect probably doesn't want to get involved with us."
Qi Nandong smiled: "The Yuan family has a close relationship with the Liuyang Sect. For generations, your family has had children come to learn from our Liuyang Sect. When your family did this yesterday, the whole world also saw the joke of our Liuyang Sect. Baby, how can you speak so clearly? From now on, you will be a member of our Liuyang Sect."
Yuan Fengling could only smile: "This junior is just making a suggestion. It is up to you, Mr. Yuan, to make your own decision on what to do. Just follow me."
Yuan Fengling took Qi Nandong to the Yuan family's dungeon. Qi Nandong was not afraid of any tricks played by his family. With his ability, he could come and leave the Yuan family whenever he wanted.
Not long after, the two arrived at the dungeon door. Yuan Fengling pointed inside and said, "Senior Brother Wei is inside."
After speaking, he took out a key and handed it to Qi Nandong.
Qi Nandong took the key and asked, "Aren't you going in with me?"
Yuan Fengling smiled faintly: "I went in because I was afraid that Senior Brother Wei wouldn't want to go with you."
Qi Nandong flicked his sleeves and entered the dungeon alone.
Yuan Fengling quietly watched Qi Nandong's back disappear into the shadows, and sneered in his heart: "Qi Nandong, I gave you a chance."
In the dungeon, only a dim oil lamp was lit, and Wei Zhengyang was huddled in the corner of the cell, motionless.
Qi Nandong opened the door, dropped the ebony stick, and ran over to help Wei Zhengyang up. Looking at his disciple's haggard face, Qi Nandong's eye sockets felt hot unconsciously.
"Zhengyang, I'm sorry for you." Qi Nandong has never been soft to anyone in his life, nor has he ever used such a caring tone to any junior.
Wei Zhengyang raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him. He smiled with difficulty: "Master..."
"Silly boy, stop talking and come with me. Let's leave this place of right and wrong."
Wei Zhengyang did not move, but said with a sad smile: "I am already a useless person."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Qi Nandong shouted angrily, "A man of seven feet, with arms and legs, and a complete Dantian, how can he be a useless person?! You have the foundation, you have already practiced the internal skills and mental methods of the Liuyang Sect, It’s not difficult no matter how hard you practice... Silly boy, don’t lose heart.”
Wei Zhengyang shook his head: "I don't feel bad about my kung fu. It doesn't matter whether I can practice it again. Master, I have a question to ask you."
"If there's any problem, let's talk about it after we go out."
"No, let's talk now... Why do you advocate breaking my engagement with Feng Chime?"
Qi Nandong was speechless for a moment, and the anger in his heart was about to be aroused: "You, you... you are confused! This girl Yuan Fengling is taking advantage of you! She doesn't have you in her heart! Such a vicious woman, letting her marry you will harm you ! You are the only one with talent in your life. From now on, the position of leader of the Liuyang Sect will not be spared but yours. Why do you care so much about a woman?"
"You don't understand," Wei Zhengyang whispered, "You all say that Feng Ling is using me, and you all say that Feng Ling is not sincere to me. But I am the only one who can see that Feng Ling has no one she can trust around her, and she only trusts me, so she Let me do that for her."
Qi Nandong was anxious: "What's the use of talking about this?! Come out with me first!"
After saying that, Wei Zhengyang couldn't help but object, grabbed his wrist and dragged him out. Holding his disciple's wrist, which had no internal energy response at all, and feeling the weak pulse, Qi Nandong felt heartache. What a great Zhu Mingyu, what a great Yuan Fengling, I will definitely have something good for you in the future.
He was thinking about how to deal with the two of them in the future, when he suddenly felt pain under his ribs. When he lowered his head, he saw that a dagger had been inserted into his ribs.
At this moment, Qi Nandong understood one thing: this disciple was completely useless.
Qi Nandong slapped Wei Zhengyang with a palm, stretched out his hand to seal his acupuncture points, covered the bleeding wound, and glared at Wei Zhengyang who was beaten to the corner by him: "Little bastard! You are so poisoned that it is hopeless. !」
The injury was not serious, and although there was blood, it was not as good as the sword hit by the little lion that day at the Gilding Workshop. For a master of martial arts like him, one or two stab wounds are nothing.
That palm was very heavy, and Qi Nandong was already murderous. This disciple is no longer worth wasting on himself.
Wei Zhengyang fell in the corner, vomiting blood, but still smiling: "Kill you, kill you and no one can stop me from being with Feng Chime! Ahem!"
Qi Nandong gritted his teeth and his eyes were about to burst. He wanted to walk over and punch this useless thing to death, but he found that his hands and feet were out of control, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
He looked at the blood on his hand and saw that it had turned black... The dagger was poisonous.
"You...you...are confused..." After Qi Nandong finished speaking, he could no longer make a sound.
At this time, light footsteps came from outside the cell, and Yuan Fengling walked in.
She looked at the two people lying on the ground. Wei Zhengyang looked at Yuan Fengling eagerly, while Qi Nandong didn't even have the strength to move his eyes.
Yuan Fengling knelt down and looked at Qi Nandong with a smile: "Is it fun to hold other people's futures in your hands? It's so fun."
