Rebirth Pavilion Lord is Ill

At this moment, at Qingquan Villa in Yuzhou, Ran Qingying looked at the news coming from Qingzhou, her face was pale, and her whole body was extremely gloomy. She tightened her right hand fiercely, took the letterhead in her hand, and then turned into powder, and smashed the table in front of her with a palm!

"It's all waste!"

Seeing her furious, Mu Jin said in a hurry, "Master, you calm down."

Ran Qingying was furious at the moment. Hearing her words, it was even more angry. She stretched out her hand to pinch Mu Jin's wrist and said coldly: "Quite my anger, how can I calm my anger?! Qingzhou is the trump card that I have worked so hard to manage, and now I have been given a red sleeve trick. The dark room underneath. Wen Haoqin and the others fled, those who I tried so hard to put in my eyeliner to abandon all the previous work, the plan may fall short of success!"

The violence in her eyes was hard to conceal, and her face turned pale when she saw it, and she was crazy. In the extreme anger of Ran Qingying, with great strength in her hand, Mu Jin's pinched wrist was almost torn apart. Although his forehead was sore and sweaty, Mu Jin still whispered: "I know that the leader is angry. It is those people who are not doing things well and ruining your efforts. But the leader has always been calm and calm, even if there are occasional twists and turns, he can turn the tide. Now that is the end of the story. , I’m just worried that you are too angry and will affect your decision. After all, we need a good life to deal with this matter."

Ran Qingying was not confused, but the series of blows made her a little gaffe. After listening to Mu Jin's words, she calmed down a bit. He took a deep breath and looked at the pale-faced man with low eyebrows and bows before him. Suddenly he noticed that his hand was too strong, and immediately let go.

Mu Jin just retracted his hand quietly without any other movements. The hand held tightly by Ran Qingying was clearly bleached at this moment, falling on the fair skin, which was very dazzling.

Ran Qingying frowned, she wanted to say something but didn't say it, her chest was a little stuffy, making her suddenly a little irritable: "Okay, go down, let Fang Sirao come over and see me."

Mu Jin glanced at her with some worry, and seeing that she was a little impatient, her eyes darkened, and she replied in a low voice, then quietly retreated.

Ran Qingying rubbed her eyebrows, sat on the chair of the teacher, put aside the quiet appearance of Mu Jin just now, and forced her thoughts on the Qingzhou matter.

The dark room has been set up for so many years, and there has been no accident, this time it was planted so thoroughly. Who could break into the dark room, kill the four ghosts of Xiangxi, and rescue those people?

Is it Xinxige? Ran Qingying's eyes suddenly sank, and Gu Liuxi also went to Qingzhou. Could it be related to this?

Just as she caught some signs, there was a knock on the door, and Ran Qingying was a little angry and coldly said: "Come in!"

Fang Sirao noticed the coldness in her tone, and saw her always smiling face, which was full of gloom. Xiao she was in a bad mood at this time, so he hurriedly said carefully: "Master."

Ran Qingying received his emotions, and said in a low voice: "Sit down, you should know, why I am looking for you?"

Fang Sirao looked upright: "Subordinates know."

"You will tell me in detail what Qingzhou has found, and don't leave a trace!"

"Yes." Fang Sirao pondered for a moment before he informed Ran Qingying of the information sent by Li Yanran.

After listening carefully, Ran Qingying's mouth sneered: "Lin Dingtian, who looks at the old thing! I sent all the four ghosts of Xiangxi to the west room for him, but they all stayed there. He even took the opportunity to escape Qingzhou and betray me!"

Fang Sirao twisted his brows slightly: "I understood early in the morning that the old fox Lin Dingtian had a bad heart. How could he be willing to surrender after so many years. There are only me, Mu Jin and Li Yanran. Lin Dingtian only knows the secret path that connects the West Chamber to the outside, and those people enter through that secret path. In the other three chambers, the few people who have fallen into the soul rush through. Those who went in, the group of people who saved their lives did not go in. Moreover, the people from Luoxia Tower did not fight against those people."

"Do you mean that Lin Dingtian revealed the secret way and betrayed us?"

Fang Sirao hesitated: "Although there is no direct evidence, his behavior is the weirdest and most motivated. After all, those people are familiar with the darkroom. Not only did they kill the four ghosts of Xiangxi, they also cut off the connection between the darkrooms just right. It's not that someone has revealed the news, it will definitely be impossible to do so."

Ran Qingying understood that Fang Sirao was right, but she always felt something was wrong, all this seemed too reasonable. Frowning her brows, she slowly said, "If it is really Lin Dingtian, the purpose is well understood, take the opportunity to escape from the chaos, and respond to me by the way. But who is he revealing? Has there been a clue?"

"The leader, Li Yanran mentioned two young men, they look like they are not from Qingzhou."

Ran Qingying raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Why are those two people mentioned? Is there anything special?"

"Li Yanran said that the two people are very handsome, and their temperament is not ordinary people, because the node where the two appeared was too coincidental with the dark room, so I paid attention."

Ran Qingying's eyes flickered: "Is there ever a portrait of two people?"

"Li Yanran has sent someone to deliver it, but it hasn't arrived yet."

"Have you ever carefully checked the bodies of the four ghosts in Xiangxi, can you see where they came from?"

"Muslim Lord, the weapons they use are my ordinary swords, and the moves are not surprising, but the wounds on the ghost girl are a little bit like..." Fang Sirao paused, seeming a little puzzled.

"Say."

"Like the master of your moves."

Ran Qingying's eyes shrank sharply, and after a long while she said quietly: "You mean the right guardian teaching and my practice?"

"Yes, this is what the subordinates find the most strange. Could it be that a traitor has emerged from the teaching?"

Ran Qingying's face was a little ugly: "This matter is a bit weird, so don't stretch it out first, so as not to startle the snake."

Fang Sirao thought she was also suspicious of an apostate, and said sternly: "Yes!"

"Sirao." Ran Qingying paused, then suddenly called Fang Sirao's name. Fang Sirao was taken aback, but did not respond for a while. He and Ran Qingying originally grew up together since childhood, but when she became the leader, the relationship between the two became more and more distant, and there was almost never any communication other than official business, and it was never called him like this.

"Leader." Fang Sirao retracted his thoughts and said steadily.

"You know, although I am the leader, I was killed by my father accidentally and was supported by the right guards and others. Therefore, I can't be like your father. I have playmates and friends like the right guards, you and admiration. Jin grew up with me, so in my heart, only you can truly trust."

Fang Sirao also understood Ran Qingying's situation, and was almost firmly controlled by the right guardian. Seeing that the young girl in front of him, who has always used a bright smile to disguise herself, looks a little tired and helpless at the moment, he still feels a little sorry. He has never forgotten the feelings and company of those years.

Fang Sirao hugged his fists and knelt: "It is the luck of Sirao to win the trust of the leader!"

Ran Qingying helped him up, and said warmly: "The Qingzhou matter is of great importance, especially the people who killed the four ghosts of Xiangxi, must not be let go. I think that since Li Yanran mentioned those two people, he must be sure, you Take someone to investigate it in private. By the way, and Gu Liuxi, you must once again figure out what she did in Qingzhou in those days."

"It's the leader. Xinxige's slaughter of the Tang family has already been handled by his subordinates. Now almost all of them believe that it was the work of Xinxige, so the leader can rest assured."

Ran Qingying's mouth smiled: "You did a good job, but this time you can't stay for future troubles. Remember those who know this matter, if they can't guarantee that he will shut up, they can only..."

Fang Sirao nodded: "The subordinates understand that Chang Liang has already let Chang Liang do it, and no harm will be left."

After making Fang Sirao retreat, the smile on Ran Qingying's face was gone, and the dignity and gloom in her eyes had become the essence. She was originally worried that Xin Xige would intervene in secret to avenge Wen Moxian, but now it seems that things are even more interesting. Although her kungfu is taught by Lin Yintian, only the successor of the leader can learn it.

Su Liuzheng, after so many years, you should come back too. I don't know if this leader is still there, can you take it back?

After pacing in the room for a long time, the trace of hesitation that was originally placed on Wen Moxian's body is already occupied by that person, possibly Su Liuzheng. For many years, this disappeared person has always been a thorn in her heart and Lin Yintian's heart. Even if Lin Yintian does not think that such a small child can live with his merciless palm, but for him, who is suspicious and cautious in his bones, he is not sure that she is dead, that is to be alive. Now it is certain. .

He got up and quickly wrote a letter, opened the window, and let Xin Ling head westward. He should care about this news.

Gu Liuxi and Wen Moxian did not expect that there would be people who were worried about them. After eating, Gu Liuxi sat with Wen Moxian for a while, and then continued to comprehend Luojia's nineteen tactics. Although without the master's permission, she couldn't make her own claim to let Wenmoxian learn Luojia nineteen tactics, but memorized the reciting to her, and the two of them participated in the research together, but there was no pressure. She knows what Wen Moxian is, even if she has memorized the Luojia Nineteen Jue, she would not practice it without the master's permission.

Gu Liuxi has a good comprehension. The Luojia Nineteen Jue formulas are different from the general inner gong mental methods. Some formulas are even more obscure and difficult to understand. Many meridian directions and internal energy operation are unheard of. In half a year, no one was instructed, and it was not easy to be able to penetrate the fourth layer.

After Wen Moxian listened to her recitation, he was stunned for a long time, then frowned, reached out and knocked on her, which made Gu Liuxi a little stupid.

"Moxian?"

Wen Moxian sighed a little helplessly: "Exercising martial arts is radical, and the second is half-knowledge. This Luojia Nineteen Jue has only seven levels. Many people can only reach the fifth level in their entire lives, and reach the fifth level. The sixth floor is already a great achievement. You actually touched the fourth floor in half a year?"

Gu Liuxi is very clever. She would naturally not be foolish to praise her as Wen Moxian said. She lowered her head to think carefully, and she understood what Wen Moxian meant, and said in a low voice, "I'm in a hurry."

Although Gu Liuxi has been soft and glutinous in front of her, Mo Xian knows that this person is really calm, and he is not a bit better than himself. Looking at her kung fu skills, they are all calm and steady, and the foundation is very solid. Now that she is so successful in practicing Luojia Nineteen Jue, she doesn't understand the reason.

Seeing her depression, Wen Moxian smiled and said warmly: "However, Xi'er is very powerful. She can enter the fourth level alone, whether it is radical or not, it is very popular." When Gu Liuxi's eyes were a little bit bright, she said. Turn slightly: "However, during the practice, did Zhen Qi turn around and almost lost her mind a few times?"

Gu Liuxi nodded honestly, and saw that Wen Moxian's face became a little busy, and she said softly: "I don't dare anymore. I will tell you that I understand. You point me and I'll take it slow."

Wen Moxian watched her open her eyes, sincere and pitiful, and couldn't help but laugh: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, you have to correct it if you know it is wrong, or you will hit the palm of your hand."

Gu Liuxi also raised her mouth slightly and her eyebrows were curled. When she was a child, she heard Moxian and taught her to learn to read and calligraphy. He made a mistake and pretended to hit her palms, but he frightened her every time, never before. Pained her.

Wen Moxian knew what she was thinking, holding her chin, and chuckles: "Now that I grow up, I won't be merciful anymore. I will tell you about this Luojia Nineteenth Jue. Yes, just to give you some enlightenment. The biggest feature of Luojia Nineteen Jue is tolerance, not rigid or fierce, not ill or slow, pregnant with the qi of the dantian, and nurturing the viscera of the whole body..."

Wen Moxian has been in contact with a hundred schools of exercises since childhood. Although the practice is not complicated, his understanding of martial arts is comparable to that of a disciple in the room. In addition, Gong Ming has found several masters for her to teach each other, although I have never seen Luojia Nineteen Jue, but her understanding is far more thorough than Gu Liuxi. She didn't directly point out the practice method for Gu Liuxi, but just told her about its characteristics and the essence of martial arts, and gave her some tips.

Gu Liuxi was able to understand it with just a little bit, and there was no need to bother to hear the ink strings. They talked one by one and listened to it.

After the discussion, Gu Liuxi cross-legged to do exercises, Wen Moxian sat aside and read a book, giving her a glance from time to time, and it didn't feel boring.

At this moment, Mo Ying hurriedly walked in, and wanted to open his mouth, Wen Mo Xian shook his head gently, signaling to go out.

Mo Ying nodded hurriedly and walked out.

"What's the matter, you are in such a hurry." Wen Moxian lowered his voice and said softly.

"Master, the Qingzhou spy's letter intercepted Li Yanran's message, not for Ran Qingying."

Wen Moxian took the letter and looked at it carefully. Then a trace of interest flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Yuanyue? A benevolent relationship, a violent person. It's a pity that no matter how good the word is, you can't be merciful. Can't hide the violence." Putting the letter away, Wen Moxian said slowly: "Have you ever sent the letter?"

"Don't worry, the master has already sent it off, presumably Mingjian Villa has taken action."

"Well, that's good. But this Li Yanran is really weird. The line is clearly biased towards Xiao Yan, but he didn't tell Xiao Yan in advance that those people were detained by Ming Youjiao and were not killed. This woman is not simple."

"By the way, are they all safely to Yuzhou?" Wen Moxian couldn't help asking when thinking of Wen Haoqin.

"I was just about to say that the last group of people has arrived this morning."

Wen Moxian nodded: "Remember to give them the current situation of those who are in charge of the sects, as well as the status of the sects, so that they can have a good look. Then look for pictures to break and see if they can be silent. To replace those substitutes."

"master?"

"I know it's a little difficult, but we are not in a hurry. We will give them back to the other way, so that they can plant it again."

"Subordinates understand. By the way, the pavilion master, there is news from the next that Biqing rescued two people in Yanzhou. It is said that they belonged to Wenyuan Pavilion."

Wen Moxian was taken aback: "Wen Yuan Pavilion? But a man and a woman?"

"Yes, because one of them was a guest under the famous sword villa, Broken Palm Thunder, so Biqing saved it specially."

"It's better to make it happen early, because the two people were saved at the right time! Quickly send the person to Yuzhou, I think Wenyuange can take the lead." Wen Moxian's mouth smiled, although the two of them are juniors, but Now Wenyuan Pavilion is also the future heir. Moreover, Wen Moxian had a good impression of the two of them, and it was even rarer to criticize the famous sword villa. After this experience, it must be easier to believe the truth. This Xiao Qi helped her again.

"And that thunder, keep it well, in the future, he will still be useful."

"Yes!"

When Wen Mo Xian returned to the yard, Gu Liuxi was still meditating. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Wen Mo Xian: "Is the ink shadow coming?"

"Yeah." Without waiting for her to ask more, Wen Moxian handed the letter to her, and at the same time told her carefully what the ink shadow had told her. After a long time, Gu Liuxi let out a sigh of relief: "Yuan Yue is Xiao Yan? It seems that it is not only Ming Youjiao who secretly attacked the famous Sword Villa, Xiao Yan also left behind."

Wen Moxian listened to her words, her eyes dimmed slightly, so she kept it from her, and let her mix with this revenge...

Wen Moxian's eyebrows smiled: "When I send that piece of Liuyun Jade to Famous Sword Villa by Xiao Qi's hand, I will take you back to Xinxi Pavilion." She made up her mind secretly, she couldn't let Gu Liuxi be right. Starting from Mingjian Villa, Xiao Yan could bear the crime of killing his wife and child, but she couldn't let her Xier bear the name of killing her father. That person was not worthy.