Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1218 Peeping

"I have already said hello to the Lingnan Wu family." Xiahou Yunzhao stretched out his hand to help Sister Yun, "As long as they are willing to plead guilty, Aying will still be my sister-in-law, and the Xiahou family will always protect her."

"Sister..." Xiahou Mingxun was stunned, and Xiahou Yunzhao chuckled, "Didn't you praise me just now for knowing everything? Why, do you think I can only find out the surface, but not the backside?"

"That's not what I meant." Xiahou Mingxun shook his head. Xiahou Yunzhao suppressed a smile and said seriously: "Since I dare to enter the border this time, I have made full preparations. Someone wants to use my brother as a gun." Well, you have to ask me, Xiahou Yunzhao, if I agree."

"But..." Xiahou Mingxun hesitated, Xiahou Yunzhao glanced at him, "I'll talk to you later, save people first."

"No!" Xiahou Mingxun stepped forward and picked up Xiahou Yunzhao's sword that fell on the ground. "Sister, those people from Zhongling Temple can't save me!"

"Why can't they be saved?" Xiahou Yunzhao looked at Xiahou Mingxun steadily until he avoided his gaze, "If Zixiu dies, they must die."

"Just to kill Zixiu?" Xiahou Yunzhao sneered, "Is this your idea or the intention of the Lord of the Ghost Sect?"

Xiahou Mingxun's expression was stagnant, Xiahou Yunzhao raised his hand and pinched his wrist, and took back the sword, "Let me ask you, if there is no one left alive in Zhongling Temple today, who will be questioned, will it be Zixiu or Prince Zhongzheng? His wife?”

"General..." Sister Yun frowned, but was stopped by Xiahou Yunzhao, "There are some things that if we don't explain to him clearly, it will be too late."

Sister Wen Yanyun bit her lip and listened to Xiahou Yunzhao continue speaking, "Who has really caught Zixiu in these years? And who knows who Zixiu is? Today's incident at Zhongling Temple, the court We will not arrest a murderer who has disappeared without a trace, but will only arrest those who can be held accountable to scare the monkeys, do you understand?"

Her words became more serious than the others, making people breathless. "Prince Zhongzheng always protects his shortcomings. Murong Qing also treats his new crown prince's wife with deep affection. If the court wants to arrest someone, how do you think Prince Zhongzheng treats him? Murong Qing How about waiting?"

"But Fang Zilan, she is clearly Zixiu!" Xiahou Mingxun roared, and Xiahou Yunzhao snorted with a half-smile, "Xiahou Mingxun, do you dare to take this matter to court?"

Xiahou Mingxun was silent, and Sister Yun said in a deep voice: "The Silver Armor Army of Prince Zhongzheng has already entered the capital, but the entire Southeast Camp and Jiangnan Camp seemed completely unaware. The war with Miluo has just passed not long ago. Someone in the imperial court has already forgotten."

"What can you expect from a group of people who care about food but not fight?" Xiahou Yunzhao's face turned cold. Xiahou Mingxun reluctantly turned his head and asked, "Are you going to let Zi Xiu go just like that?"

Xiahou Yunzhao followed his gaze and saw that Fang Zilan and his party were passing by on horseback at the foot of the mountain, raising a trail of smoke and dust, but it only lasted for a moment.

Just like her Xiahou family's hatred, under the righteousness of her family and country, it is just a drop in the ocean.

"Xiahou Mingxun obeys the order." Xiahou Yunzhao's hand on the sword tightened. Xiahou Mingxun did not refute anymore. He knelt on one knee and listened to her: "Spend no effort to protect the entire Zhongling Temple."

"I killed the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace of the Ghost Sect." Fang Zilan said softly: "Now the grass on the grave is three feet high."

The more casually she spoke, the more excited everyone was. Earlier, the court had announced that the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace had committed many evil deeds and had been killed by a righteous man. Who would have thought that he was actually killed by Zixiu.

But besides Zixiu, who else in the world can kill the Tenth Palace of Hell by himself?

If you think about it this way, it's very subtle. Did Zixiu kill the Tenth Palace King of Hell because of the order of the imperial court, in the name of a ghost sect master, or because of her own whim?

If it was the order of the imperial court, then did Zixiu come here also on the order of the imperial court? If it's the master of the ghost sect... this is really impossible. After all, the Tenth Palace King of Hell is his right-hand man. Why should he kill the good guy? If Zi Xiu had a whim...then could she be crazy? "Okay, stop guessing." Fang Zilan looked at the people with colorful expressions with a half-smile, "I won't say anything until your manager shows up."

"Who are you in charge of?" someone spat and said, "If you don't speak clearly, no one will be able to see you!"

"It doesn't matter." Fang Zilan glanced at everyone in the hall, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "When I kill you all, your managers will naturally want to see me."

"You have such a loud tone!" Everyone was angered by Fang Zilan's words. They waved their weapons and were about to rush forward. At the critical moment, a voice sounded from behind the curtain, "Stop."

Those two words, neither warm nor cold, made everyone stop and remain silent.

Built in the heart of the mountain, this spacious hall can accommodate a hundred people, and is illuminated by lights as if it were daytime. It is so quiet at this time that you can hear a needle drop. Only the red curtain hanging on the high platform in front moved with the wind, and this voice came from there.

Fang Zilan felt that the voice was familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, so she raised her eyes and looked over, "It seems that the person in charge can't keep his composure."

"Are you Zixiu?" The male voice behind the curtain was a little deeper. Fang Zilan slowly approached step by step, "It's true."

After a brief silence, a male voice sounded again, "Zixiu, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for someone." Fang Zilan said concisely and concisely, "King of Wheels, I want to know where he is."

"Just now you said that the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces was killed by you." The male voice said meaningfully: "In that case, the King of Wheels is no exception."

"As expected, you know." Fang Zilan unceremoniously opened the curtain with her plum sword, her expression cold, "Stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me..."

She stopped suddenly before she finished speaking, because the face in front of her was very familiar to her.

"Why are you here..." Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of him steadily, his expression relaxed a little, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Is it a surprise?" The man in the curtain stood up, "Compared to me, you are more surprising."

"Fang Lihui." Fang Zilan gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know when you became so capable?"

"Lan Mei doesn't know a lot of things." Fang Lihui chuckled, "Just like I don't know that you are Zi Xiu."

Fang Zilan suppressed the surging emotions in her chest one by one. She felt sober and calm as never before, "Feiling Mountain Bandit Leader, what is your relationship?"

"Business partner." Fang Lihui made no secret, and Fang Zilan suddenly felt as if her heart was falling into an ice cave, "You..."

"Sister Lan, are you sure you want to talk to me here?" Fang Lihui waved the folding fan in his hand, looking like the cynical noble man he always was.