Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 200 The Death of An Jingming

"It's... nothing..."

An Zheyan shook his head in embarrassment, withdrew his hand a little guilty, and replied:

"A few days ago, when you retreated, I helped the Yu family put people in Li's house, drank some wine, and talked nonsense."

After saying this, An Zheyan quickly waved his hands, put on a smiley face, and vowed:
"But don't worry, those who were present at that time were all confidantes, loyal people, and they will never spread the word!"

"lies?!"

An Jingming didn't listen to his explanation, but asked back, there was already an ominous sign, and murmured:
"Don't say that my cultivation is enough."

An Zheyan froze for a moment, his old face collapsed, An Jingming looked at his face, he didn't know what An Zheyan's nonsense was, An Jingming suddenly lost his demeanor, his expression was shocked, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Father! Do you know the seriousness of this matter!"

An Zheyan, the boss, lowered his head like a child. An Jingming was furious, and was about to speak, but felt that the mountain guard was shaking. He raised his head with an ugly expression, and a gray-clothed figure appeared outside the formation. , looking down flatly, staring coldly at the hall below.

"An Jingming! Get out!"

Yu Mugao was stepping in the air, his heart was filled with irritability. According to his plan, he wanted to attack and kill the Li family, leaving many traces ready, so the Li family would naturally go to An's family to ask for an explanation, at least one more question. ask.

And Yu Mugao had already prepared the people and means, and was waiting for the Li family to send someone. Who would have thought that Li Xuanfeng would detect the traces, and even beat Jiang Keqing and Yu Muyuan. The Li family suddenly became silent, and Yu Mu Gao had no choice but to do it himself, making an excuse and trying to let the Li family share part of the impact.

"This person killed the young Patriarch of the Li family through conspiracy and trickery. My Yu family was entrusted by the Li family to kill this person to make it clear. The witnesses and testimonies are here..."

After Yu Mugao finished speaking in a deep voice, he said to himself:
"It's just that we can't swallow An's family. We can only settle the matter before Li's family reacts, kill An Zheyan and An Jingming, support An's agents to come to power, vassalize An's family, and use their words to turn black and white."

Yu Mugao was used to this kind of thing, he knew that the so-called right and wrong were nothing more than words, and in a few breaths he planned the next move, and looked down at the main hall below.

An Zheyan and An Jingming below both looked shocked, An Zheyan opened his eyes in disbelief, and shouted:

"The Li family?! The Yu family?! What's going on here?"

An Jingming raised his eyebrows and sighed, and said in a low voice:

"Father... If anything is not kept secret, it will be harmful. How many people in the family do you think are loyal today? The secrets between the two families have long been infiltrated into a sieve... I am afraid that the person who planted the past has planted something on us. If we raise troops and mobilize people like this, either Li Xuanxuan or Li Xuanfeng will die."

"This this…!"

An Zheyan stammered and couldn't speak, paused for a few breaths, his eyes were red, tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes, he slapped himself remorsefully, and said angrily:

"This is... Yu Mugao... You go! I'll stop you! As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter how I settle down."

An Zheyan took An Jingming's hand, gave instructions eagerly, and shouted:
"Didn't you let me build a secret road leading directly to the outside of the mountain, you go! The people outside are handed over to my father...you go..."

He was sweating profusely, with an anxious look on his face, he clearly didn't take his own life seriously, and was focused on An Jingming.

An Jingming shook his head in a low voice, and replied:
"Father...it's too late. Don't think it's Yu Mugao who came looking for me. I'm afraid Yu Xiaogui is watching quietly outside. There are foundation cultivators guarding me. I can't escape if I don't kill me. I won't feel at ease."

The mountain guard formation was already roaring, there were panicked cries all around, footsteps gradually approaching, An Jingming stomped his feet, the doors of the main hall were automatically closed tightly, emitting waves of golden light.

"Patriarch! The Yu family is calling! Patriarch!"

"Patriarch...save me!"

An Jingming quietly drew the formation when his father An Zheyan was building the main hall. The inner hall formed a formation of its own, and never thought of using it to block his family in the end.

But most of the An's family are wine bags and rice bags, and they are just fetal-breathing monks. Except for An Zheyan and An Jingming, there is not even a Yujinglun monk. How can they break the formation? They can only cry outside the formation, faintly There was shouting and cursing.

An Zheyan fell to the ground with a wow, and slapped himself bitterly, so hard that blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he spit out two teeth, crying:

"It's all my father's fault! I'm all my father's fault! I'm selfish and greedy, lustful, good at drinking, and lacking ambition and talent. I've hurt you, I've hurt you..."

An Jingming burst into tears, knelt down on the ground, held up An Zheyan's plump and clean face, and ordered like a father:
"I'll fight out...you go through the secret path, Yu Mugao is on guard against me, father still has a chance to escape..."

An Zheyan's legs were trembling, and he wanted to say a few tough words, but he couldn't help but squeeze out a sentence:

"Where am I going?"

"The Li family."

An Jingming was crying, but his eyes became brighter, and he said in a low voice:
"I figured it out... Time is running out, so I can't tell you more."

He pulled up An Zheyan and said in a sobbing voice:

"Father, you must abstain from drinking, you must abstain from sex, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, you must be wise and protect yourself, and don't think about revenge... have more children."

"boom!"

The An family's formation had been broken, An Zheyan shuddered, and ran to the back of the palace wiping away tears.

An Jingming saw that An Zheyan had entered the secret passage, then turned around, smiled and wept as he took off the jade crown, his black hair immediately fell down and hung on his shoulders, his aura was no longer the tranquility it used to be , but a little more wild.

He took off a dharma sword from the wall and hung it on his waist. He clenched the jade ax tightly. The gold ring on his wrist jingled. An Jingming walked down the steps slowly and kicked open the courtyard door. The blood, the rolling head jumped up and down in front of the steps.

"Yu family, Yu Mugao."

The young man in front of him looked stern, with a white cloth on his forehead, staring at him like a wolf, An Jingming looked at this man carefully, Yu Mugao also stared at him coldly, An Jingming never said anything, just kill me , let go of the words of begging for mercy like my family, but said softly:
"An Jia, An Jingming."

Raising the jade axe, An Jingming bullied himself up, Yu Mugao just stood and watched, while the clansman on the eighth level of Qi training behind him took a step forward, stretched out his magic sword, and blocked An Jingming's jade axe.

With a light touch of jingle, the monk of the Yu family who was on the eighth level of Qi training had already taken a step back, An Jingming's jade ax turned over, Yu Mugao raised his eyebrows, and another person stood behind him, it was a monk at the peak of Qi training, stretched out a hand Sword, to block An Jingming's jade axe.

"Your cultivation base has progressed rapidly, and your strength can still keep up, and even slightly exceed it."

Yu Mugao sighed and said with a smile:
"If you had never been born on this lake, you would have devoted yourself to cultivating for a hundred years, and all the families of the three schools and seven schools would know your name."

An Jingming didn't respond to him, he took a step back, the jade ax slashed head-on, was entangled by two Yu family members, and made more than a dozen moves back and forth, although he barely parried them, he also lost the ability to advance and retreat.

Slightly anxious in his heart, An Jingming still couldn't see Yu Xiaogui's shadow, so he had to move vigorously, forcing the two of them away regardless of mana loss, and jumped up.

After taking a step, there was already a figure in gray robe in front of him, with gray temples, hands like jade, standing quietly with his hands behind his back, eyes closed and silent.

"Yu Xiaogui."

An Jingming looked at Yu Xiaogui in front of him, tied the jade ax back to his waist with a calm expression, arched his hands towards Yu Xiaogui, drew out the sharp white magic sword, and placed it on his neck with his backhand, his black hair hanging loose. With hair hanging down gently on the blade, An Jingming said in a low voice:
"A man should flow into the sea like a river, and meet the heroes of the world. Although a certain man has the ambition to rise to the top of the cloud, he is burdened by the clan..."

After saying that, his left hand moved lightly, blood splashed all over for a while, his head was separated, and his body fell powerlessly. Yu Xiaogui raised his eyelids, picked up his corpse with magic power, examined it carefully, and then said softly:
"It is really not a fairy god, and it is indeed dead... There is such a genius."

(End of this chapter)