The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 634
Zhang Huo died because he was ashamed of the Southern faction.

Just when everyone surrounded Zhang Huo, who was lying in his wife's arms, he was still in shock, a black figure rushed straight to the secret book on the ground like lightning.

But there is someone who is faster than him, and that is Shan Chen who is unparalleled in lightness kung fu.

The cheat book is in Shan Chen's hands.

The four eyes met, and they separated quickly.

Shanchen was surprised and missed the opportunity to catch the thief.But he had already seen the man's face clearly, a familiar face, so far he couldn't believe that he could be a spy from the Northern faction.

When Shan Chen mentioned that person, everyone present was shocked.

"impossible!"

Xiao Dison seemed to be talking to himself.

The thief was his personal bodyguard Meteor.

He already saw that the person with extremely fast movements was a shooting star, but he still didn't want to believe this fact.Until Shan Chen said it, he refused to accept it.

Meteor is so considerate and considerate, taking care of him in every possible way.He is unsmiling, just guarding him silently, doing this and that for him without complaint.

How could such a person be a spy of the Northern faction?

"Come in quickly! The head has something to say!"

Xu Lu's strange voice made everyone flustered for a while.This is too much impossible, and too many changes are beyond the imagination of everyone present.

"I'm afraid your head can't hold on anymore, why don't you go in?"

Shan Chen's words woke up the crowd, they filed in one file and surrounded Yu Bo's side.

"After I die, the position of head will be given to..."

Yu Bo's eyes swept over the faces of Xiao Dison's second uncle, third senior brother and Xiao Dison.The scene was once suffocating.

"Xiao Disheng! He is the legitimate son of Mr. Xiao's head, and he is the most suitable seat for him!"

Yu Bo took one last look at Xiao Dison, and then closed his eyes forever.After he was poisoned, the moment Xiao Disheng forced his second nephew to hand over the antidote to save him, he realized in his heart that even if there is no blood relationship, there is true love between people!He never believed it before!
"Uncle!" Xiao Dison cried bitterly.

The third senior brother who felt a little lost in his heart closed his eyes helplessly.The old sect leader treated him like a father and son, and the new sect master passed on the position to his legitimate son, what else could he say?

Xiao Disheng's second uncle likes his nephew very much. Although he once coveted the position of head, he can only lament his bad luck at this time.

"Report! Northern faction pass on the letter!"

A southern sect disciple who was in charge of delivering the message saluted outside the door.He didn't even know that Master Yu had passed away.

Xiao Disheng's third brother walked out of the study door, took the letter and brought it into the room.

Xiao Disheng took the letter and opened it to see that the people from the Northern School had set off for two days.He counted the days, and they will reach central Fujian in about seven days.

"Well done! This blood debt must be repaid after all!"

Xiao Disheng's second uncle looked at his senior brother Yu Bo's face that was so pale and bloodless, and said bitterly.

In the next few days, the Southern faction was organizing funerals for their leader Yu and Xiao Disheng's second senior brother.

Both the head and the helm are wearing mourning clothes, with a chilling air.

Bo Langjun and others lived in Xiao Disheng's house and never showed up.

Shan Chen and Xu Lu went to worship once symbolically, and then they hid in the medicine hut to drink.

Xiao Disheng ascended to the head of the head on the first seven days.

The next day, a group of people from the Northern faction, led by their leader He, arrived in front of the mountain gate of the head of the Southern faction.

The prayer flags are fluttering, and the white paper lanterns are also swaying with the wind.

"What's going on here?"

The head of the Northern School and the disciples were stunned for a moment.

Xiao Disheng led the crowd to the gate of the mountain.

"Sect Leader Yu was murdered by Xiaoxiao a few days ago, it's really unfortunate for our sect!"

Xiao Dison showed an expression of indignation.

"How did this happen? Who has the guts to act wildly at the head of your faction?"

Headmaster He of the Northern School asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Go ahead and talk about it!"

Xiao Disheng couldn't see anything strange from He's face, so he could only invite a group of people from the Northern Sect to wait to enter the mountain gate.

Master Yu's coffin is still parked in the mourning hall and has not been buried.

The head of the Northern School led his twelve direct disciples to worship.

"Master He! We caught a woman who used cartilage powder to murder Mr. Xiao. According to her confession, she is from your northern faction!"

Xiao Disheng's second uncle stood in front of the coffin in the mourning hall of the head of the sect, looked at the head of the Northern School He and his disciples who had finished incense, and said in a deep voice.

Although our two factions are at odds, we are still two decent factions in the Jianghu.

"It is inevitable to send people to inquire about the news, but if we say that we send people to infiltrate your sect to murder Mr. Xiao, it is definitely not what our northern sect did!"

Headmaster He of the Northern School stared directly at Xiao Disheng's second uncle with righteous dignity.

"I don't think you would recognize him either! Bring him up!" Xiao Dison's second uncle called out to the side corridor.

Huilan was escorted by two martial arts masters into the mourning hall of head master Yu.

"Don't kneel down yet!"

Xiao Disheng's second uncle shouted with a grim expression.

Standing outside the mourning hall, Luo Jiaojiao, who was pretending to be Xiao Disheng's maidservant, couldn't help but pouted.

What are you doing so fiercely?
Huilan had to kneel on the ground.

"Do you know this person?"

Xiao Disheng's Second Martial Uncle pointed at Huilan's Headmaster He of the Northern School and asked sternly.

"He is the head of the northern sect!"

Huilan glanced at Head He with a sad face.

"There are many people who know me, so even if she knows me, what does it mean?"

Headmaster He calmly looked at Hui Landao who was wearing a prison uniform, but still couldn't conceal her beauty.

"Did he ask you to come to Nanpai to seduce my brother? As long as you tell the truth, we will raise the child in your womb!"

Xiao Disheng's Second Martial Uncle's words were harsh, which made the Northern School disciples feel aggrieved.

The head of the northern faction, He, signaled them to be calm.

Huilan was silent.

Luo Jiaojiao is impatient, she pushed away Xiao Disheng's personal maid, Long Er, who was blocking her, broke into the mourning hall and said to Huilan:
"Just tell the truth, with me protecting you, no one dares to do anything to you!"

Luo Jiaojiao walked to Huilan's side and knelt down.

"I……"

When Huilan hesitated, a dart was shot from outside the mourning hall and went straight to her back.

"careful!"

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly heard Bo Langjun's warning, and knew something was wrong.She didn't have time to turn around, and directly pushed Huilan to the ground.

The dart shot at Huilan made a "thud" and shot directly into the wooden board in front of Yu Bo's coffin.

Shan Chen, who was lying on the roof and eavesdropping, straightened up to chase the meteor that shot the dart, but Bo Langjun grabbed his arm.

"Don't chase him! He's not from the Northern School!"

The mourning hall is full of top masters from both the northern and southern sects, and they can hear Mr. Bo Lang's words clearly on the roof.

"Can the gentleman on Liang come down and speak?"

He head of the Northern School said loudly.

Bo Langjun and Shanchen had no choice but to jump off the roof and walk into the mourning hall.

"Why did Uncle Guo say that Meteor is not from the Northern School?"

Xiao Disheng revealed Mr. Bo's identity so that everyone would not regard him as a thief!
"The martial arts contest between the North and the South has been going on for decades! During this period, the two sides have won and lost each other, but as far as I know, there is only a dispute between you and the school. There has never been such a thing!"

Mr. Bo Lang's words made people from both factions nod their heads.

"The people who do this kind of blame game are nothing more than trying to make the two factions hostile to each other, and it is best to fight to the death! He is a fisherman!"

Bo Langjun's words made people from the north and the south feel terrified.

"Who is so vicious?"

Head He of the Northern School raised his eyebrows upside down with an angry look on his face.

"Does Uncle Guo have any evidence?"

Xiao Disheng's Second Martial Uncle is a cool-headed person.

(End of this chapter)