Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The mountain wind was as strong as the roar of a wild beast. The mountain peak, which was already bleak and windy, became even more violent because of the silence of the people present.

Let alone who is that blood gourd?Just because Feng Jueyu dared to come to the meeting alone, Xilu Qunhao was shocked. You must know that the top of the mountain is full of Xilu Forest. As long as Feng Jueyu can't understand half a sentence, it will be as difficult for him to go down the mountain as climbing the sky. up.

I don't know whether this kid is stupid or really confident.Could it be that he is really the evidence to prove that the murderer of Elder Huangfu Fanyi was Hen Wuji?

Everyone couldn't help but start to waver, even the hall masters and rudder masters standing beside Hen Wuji looked suspicious.

The failure of Supreme Sword Chi means that he hates Wuji and can only confront Feng Jueyu face to face in Wangqiu Mountain, but no matter what, he can't let this young boy blatantly show everything he has built with decades of hard work. Take it away, for this reason, Hen Wuji also prepared a second move.

There is really no other way but to forcibly take back the West Green Forest. In any case, the master of the Green Forest is none other than I, Hate Wuji.

Resolutely sitting on the position of leader in his heart, Hen Wuji waved out the unhappiness and fear in his heart, walked out calmly, and said in a cold voice: "Feng Jueyu, you are quite courageous, you dare to go up the mountain after killing the elder?"

"Haha." Feng Jueyu has already grasped sufficient evidence that Hen Wuji murdered his adoptive father and usurped the throne. Unfortunately, he still doesn't know that his actions have been recorded by the dead Huangfu Fanyi in his own blood. It's ridiculous to still be a villain in vain.

Laughing sarcastically, Feng Jueyu sat on a boulder with his sword slashed, waved his sleeve wildly, and said in a loud voice: "Hen Wuji, Feng really admires your calmness, you are so sinful, yet you still Are you talking nonsense, are you really treating the brothers of the Green Forest League as idiots? Well, it’s useless to say more, since you said that Feng killed Elder Huangfu, let’s use the evidence to speak.”

He spread out his big hands, showing the chariots and horses...

Yan Chong and Xiong Gao were all filled with righteous indignation, pointed at Feng Jueyu's nose and cursed: "You have not pleaded guilty with the testimony of Mr. Jin himself, what is your intention to mess around here?"

While talking, everyone let Jin Zixuan out.This Jin Zixuan was under the coercion of Hen Wuji, but now he lost confidence when he saw Feng Jueyu, but he still said timidly: "Yes, it was Feng Jueyu who killed grandpa..."

Seeing Feng Jueyu's willful instigation, Qiu Xiaotang and other old village masters also gained confidence, Qiu Xiaotang said: "Mr. Jin, you insist that Feng Jueyu killed the elder. May I ask how he killed him and how he did it. Mr. Jin , you were the only one present at the time, and you must have seen what Feng Jueyu did, so please ask Mr. Jin to tell you everything that happened that day in public."

Jin Zixuan spoke coldly, sweating profusely, and said submissively: "Feng Jueyu took advantage of the Qinghou fire letter, suddenly drew his saber and stabbed Grandpa..."

"Where did you stab the elder?" Before Jin Zixuan could finish speaking, Chou Xiaotang asked urgently.

"It's... the belly..."

"Abdomen? Where is the abdomen? Can you tell me more clearly?"

Seeing that Jin Zixuan was speaking incoherently, the old men all found something was wrong and clamored one by one to force Jin Zixuan to speak out immediately.

Jin Zixuan looked at Hen Wuji from time to time. In fact, his confession had been correct long ago, but Feng Jueyu's going up the mountain made him completely confident, and he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he forgot what he said before. The rhetoric is asking for help from Hen Wuji.

Yuan Santu squinted his eyes and glanced at Jin Zixuan, cursed something useless in his heart, and immediately continued: "The elder was hit by a knife in the dantian of the abdomen, the force of the knife split violently, and it hurt..."

"Yuan Santu, you weren't there at the time, so it's not your turn to speak here." Such a character as Qiu Xiaotang, regardless of his cultivation, is also an old master, how could Yuan Santu help Jin Zixuan to smooth things over.

Yuan Santu was not an easy character to deal with, he was not sullen when he was reprimanded, and he said in a leisurely manner: "Facts are facts, young master is the only descendant of the elder, how could he casually frame others, the murderer is holding a sharp knife, The Elder’s dantian vital energy was cut off, the elder suffered from chronic illness all year round, suffered from miscalculation and lost to the enemy, so he didn’t call for help in time, and died on the spot, this matter has been proved by the autopsy of the doctor in the villa, there should be no falsehood.”

These words were impeccable, but they covered up Jin Zixuan's embarrassment. Feng Jueyu watched coldly, knowing that with Yuan Santu's reminder, it would be the same if he continued to ask. No one in Datian would believe it.

It's a pity that Hen Wuji made a mistake. He not only has the evidence, but also the ironclad evidence written by the victim himself. What's more, there is the testimony of Lord Rabbit at the foot of the mountain. In addition, the matter of Hen Wuji's collusion with the Gold and Silver Association will also come to light. The three parties have all the ironclad evidence Well, I'm not afraid that he hates Wuji for not admitting it.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu interrupted Qiu Xiaotang with a wave of his hand, and laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, okay, since there is evidence for the Hate Master, Feng will also produce a piece of evidence for everyone to identify."

"Evidence, what evidence will he have?"

Feng Jueyu's self-confidence stunned all the heroes present. When it comes to evidence, is there any more powerful evidence than Huangfu Fan's grandson, Jin Zixuan?

"Evidence?" Xiong Gao grinned and forked his mouth wide and didn't believe Feng Jueyu's absurd words at all. He waved his big hand twice like a cattail fan, and said with contempt from the bottom of his heart: "Take a look, you take it... ..."

"take it out."

Everyone behind Hen Wuji shouted at the same time, looking at the meaning, if Feng Jueyu couldn't produce the evidence he said, he would probably be hacked to death by these people in the next moment.

Qiu Xiaotang and others' eyes were like lights, but they didn't say a word, but looking at the expectant eyes, they were probably more urgent than hating the people around Wuji.

It's no wonder that they are recklessly resenting Wushui for their own considerations. If there is no evidence, it will determine that they will face a tragic fate in the future.

Feng Jueyu calmly took out the blood book Master Rabbit gave him, and the dirty tattered paper was blown up by the wind, exuding a foul smell, he shook it full of jokes and ridicule, and said: "Here's the proof."

When Yan Chong and the others saw it, they burst out laughing: "Haha, Feng Jueyu, your brain is broken, isn't it just a piece of rag as evidence? It's not as decent as my mother-in-law's foot wrap."

Yan Chong's words caused everyone to laugh, and the old men around Qiu Xiaotang sighed helplessly upon seeing this.

Only Qiu Xiaotang understands that Feng Jueyu will never take the whole West Green Forest as a fool at this juncture, the old man can't wait to run over and grab the rag, opened it, his whole body trembled with anger stand up.

Feng Jueyu patted his buttocks and stood up, Lang Langyun said: "This blood book was written by Elder Huangfu before he was alive, and it recorded in detail how Hall Master Hate mixed poison in the elder's diet, causing the elder to become very poisonous." Attacking the heart, losing all cultivation, and finally passed away unfortunately. If you don't believe it, you can take a look for yourself to see if it is the handwriting of Elder Huangfu."

After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, the audience fell silent...

Huangfu Fanyi's own blood book...

The ironclad evidence against Hen Wuji who poisoned and murdered him?

The books written during his lifetime must end with anger, and the master who wrote them must be filled with blood and tears, and every sentence is desolate...

Hearing Feng Jueyu finished speaking, several old men behind Chou Xiaotang rushed away, surrounded Chou Xiaotang, several pairs of hale and hearty pupils gathered on the dirty blood book rag, on which blood writings were written Immediately, several old men burst into tears.

The handwriting on the blood book was written by Huangfu Fanyi. It can be said that every word is bitter, bloody and tearful, as if Huangfu Fanyi's experience is vividly visible. It can't help but make people feel sad and angry.

"Snapped!"

In a rage, Qiu Xiaotang slammed the blood book at Hen Wuji's feet, pointed at the blood book with his trembling old fingers and cried like rain, "Hen Wuji, you bastard, shameless and ungrateful bastard, you Let me have a look, you pick it up and open your eyes wide to take a look, this is the blood letter written by the elder, it is his resentment and anger towards you. Beast..."

Although Qiu Xiaotang had some selfishness to protect his status, his respect for Huangfu Fanyi was long-standing and indelible. The poisonous plot, Qiu Xiaotang wished to tear Hen Wuji into pieces immediately to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The five old men behind him also had the same idea, yelling at each other, yelling non-stop.

All the hall masters behind Hen Wuji were stunned. When it came to his murder of Huangfu Fanyi, only Yuan Santu, Yan Chong and Jin Zixuan knew about it. After reading it, he said in disbelief, "Impossible, this is impossible, this blood book must have been forged."

Hen Wuji's voice was muffled, but his eyes seemed to spew fire.

Unexpectedly, never imagined that Huangfu Fanyi left himself a big trouble before he died, how did he get this blood book.

Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and said, "Wuyun Villa has always been famous for its black black armor, but no one knows that Elder Huangfu, who is famous for making armor, has a helper, and this helper has been imprisoned in the underground palace. I'm afraid Hall Master Hate is very clear about this matter, do you want to find Jia Mu to confront Hall Master Hate?"

"Wow!"

There was another uproar at the top of Wangqiu Mountain, and almost all the heroes present looked sideways at Hen Wuji. What surprised them was that Hen Wuji wasn't surprised at all, and didn't even have the thought of refuting it. Could it be that what Feng Jueyu said All true?

Feng Jueyu chuckled, his playful gaze swept across the audience, and he continued to say, "It seems that everyone still doesn't want to believe it, so let me tell you something that others don't know. Dear fellow Lord, Elder Huangfu's adoptive son, the vanguard of benevolence and righteousness of Zhonghoutang, has actually been in collusion with the assassin organization Gold and Silver Society, I'm afraid everyone doesn't know about this?"

"what?"

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ps: The second update.