Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

"What is the difference between the two brothers?" Jun Yan asked indifferently.

Wen Jing climbed down from the body of Jun Yan, and slammed back to the side, not daring.

Liu Qian said: "Jun Shidi also gets up, the lord has orders, let everyone go to the Qing Dynasty hall."

"What is it?" Jun Yanzhi opened the quilt, Wen Jing quickly helped him get out of bed.

He Ling simply said: "Tian Hengfeng has an accident."

Jun Yan can't help but be amazed: "What happened?"

Liu Qianmo sighed and said: "Go and know..."

Hearing the tone also knew that the situation was serious. Several people stopped talking, waiting for Jun Yan to put on his clothes, and flew to the Qing Dynasty Hall together with the moonlight.

The moonlight is shrouded in the Xiangyang Mountains like a gentle white gauze. From afar, the hall is brightly lit, and the low voice hears the voices, but it is not chaotic.

Peng Shao had already waited with Mo Shaoyan and others in front of Qing Xuan Temple. Li Shu shouted: "Brother, here!"

Liu Qianfei flew to the front of the temple and said: "Go!"

Ten people went into the Qing Dynasty Hall together, only to see the collection of the peaks and disciples. Some seemed to be pulled up from the bed in the middle of the night, the clothes were not neat, the hair was a little loose, and they gathered together and whispered.

"What the **** is going on? Why did you call us in the middle of the night?"

"do not know……"

"I heard that there were more than 20 people in Tianhengfeng who suddenly became mentally disordered. In the middle of the night, they were arrested by Lu Feng. Fortunately, they were all practicing disciples, and they were low-level and did not hurt much."

"what?!"

“Is the mind dying? Is it like Zhao Fengzhu?”

"...you ask me, who do I ask?"

"The Red Show Peaks have just gone mad during the day, and the Hengfeng will suffer this night. Is this planned?"

Just listening to Zhu Xi’s voice from the hall: “The sect of the sect has a command, Hui Shifeng, Liu Qianmo, He Ling, Jun Yanzhi, Wen Jing’s apse, and there is something to discuss. The disciples have recently seen suspicious people in the Xiangyang Mountains. Those who come to the vestibule will report to the temple. The rest of the disciples are waiting in the front hall and must not leave."

Liu Qianmo frowned: "What about us?"

He Lingdao: "I don't know, let's go."

The four men went to the apse together.

The front hall of the Qingxu Hall is magnificent and magnificent. The back hall is small but spacious and comfortable. I saw the dress in the dark green robes, the fairy face He Yan, sitting quietly in the first seat, sitting on the left and right sides of the more than a dozen peaks, or Tao or vulgar. More than 20 disciples were on the sidelines and waited.

Standing in front of a dozen peaks, it is the deacon of the deacon in charge of the fall of the day when Jun Yan and Zhao Ning Tian on the stage.

Four people came forward to meet, and Liu Qianmo said respectfully: "I don't know if the sects let me wait, what is the order?"

The seats are not in a hurry and do not slow down: "How is the red show peak Zhao Feng, now you know?"

"I still don't know."

Zhu Xi quickly picked up the words: "Zhao Feng is lost in the mind. Now he is still struggling in the dungeon. I don't know if it can be recovered. The symptoms are similar to those of the disciple of Shuiyue Palace in Bafeng Yayi a year ago."

Lu Changqing said: "He is not too late, but he lost his mind in the ring. It is a bit strange."

Xi put the road: "...not bad. If Zhao Feng has a ‘falling soul’, he needs the scent of ‘Three Insects’ in the Eight Winds Cliffs to be able to attack. Zhu Xi will search the platform once and find nothing.”

Lu Changqing said: "It is this deacon disciple who said that he smelled a strange smell on the stage."

The deacon disciple was busy: "After the collapse of the brothers and the chiefs of Zhao Feng, I faintly smelled a scent, but I didn't know where to come from. I never heard the taste of 'three insects', I don't know the scent. Is it 'three insect roots'."

I put my eyes on the torch and stared at the way of Jun Yan: "You have been to Bafeng Cliff, and there are wood roots. You have a unique talent for herbal medicine. You can smell the fragrance? Is it 'three insects'?"

Jun Yanzhi’s face was white and white, but he said: “It’s not the opposite. The scent that the deacon’s disciples said is exactly what the disciple is carrying, but it’s not ‘three insect roots’.”

After that, Jun Yan's condensed god, a faint fragrance in the back hall.

The deacon disciple was busy: "It is this fragrance."

The cold fragrance hits people, makes people feel refreshed, but it is not the fragrance of ‘three insects’...

The body is scattered... Although this kind of constitution is rare, it is not harmful.

The people present at the scene looked at each other and looked down at the monarchy in the temple, but they were doubtful in their hearts.

"Three insect roots" have a scent, and this youth body has a timely fragrance, it seems too coincidental?

The seat slowly said: "You still have something to say?"

Jun Yanzhi shook his head: "No, the disciple knows nothing about Zhao Fengzhu."

The seat let him look at him for a while and finally said to He Ling and others: "How many of you were close at the time, but what else did you see?"

Liu Qianmo and others shook their heads: "At that time, I only took care of my brother, and I didn't pay attention to anything else."

The seat slowly said: "... In this case, let's go ahead."

When the four people left, all the peaks were confused, but they did not speak. The peak of the peak of the fine bamboo peak: "When the talent of the king is the result of the monarchy, the leaders of the peaks are credible?"

"Zhao Feng is not too late, it happened at that time, it is too coincidental..."

At this time, everyone had a bad idea in their hearts, but no one said it.

Xi Fang asked Lu Changqing: "How do you think?"

Lu Changqing said briefly: "It is difficult to detect the scent of 'Three Insects' under its own fragrance."

A word breaks the hearts of everyone.

Shao Jun of the Eight Diagrams Peak said: "During the day, Zhao Feng's master is dysfunctional. At night, Tian Hengfeng's disciple is mad. How does this matter matter? There is a connection between Lu Feng and the Lord. Although it is already rushed at the moment?"

Xi Fangdao: "Zhao Fengzhu and Tian Hengfeng disciples are insanely ignorant, some embarrassing. If Zhao Fengzhu is the act of Jun Yan, how can he go to poison Tian Hengfeng disciples after he is injured? If this is not the case Because 'the soul is falling,' it is what the people in the magic path do."

Everyone fell into silence, and his face showed a worried look.

Shao Jundao: "Does the relationship between Jun Yan and the Magic Road?"

Lu Changqing said: "If this monarchy is related to the magic road, it is not too much to kill."

Shao Jun said with a smile: "In this case, send him to the dungeon, trapped in a thousand arrays of law, and the whole body seems to be broken. In general, it is inevitable that it will be recruited."

Qin Xiaofeng of Huang Huafeng frowned: "This is too cloudy, if he has nothing to do with the magic, I am wrong."

Lu Changqing raised his voice and said: "I am sending the moment of death, but also the fate of those women?"

Everyone looked at the table together: "Please ask the lord to decide!"

After arguing for a long time, I finally said: "One of the things that Jun Yan has temporarily put aside, even if he tortures him, it will not help, or save people. I have sent people to ask the elders of the ancient mirror school, and they will arrive in the next day. It is good to wake up Zhao Fengzhu and Tian Hengfeng disciples first."

He also instructed Zhu Xidao: "People pay attention to the every move of Jun Yan, can not let go."

"Yes." Zhu Xi took the lead.

Xi Fang also ordered: "Eight Bianfeng and Wangyuefeng sent 20 base disciples and forty practicing disciples to conduct detailed inspections in the mountains of Xiangyang. Do not let go of suspiciousness."

"Yes."

In the hall of the Qing Dynasty, everyone is still talking.

Responsible to the wall: "I heard that the sects sent people to ask the elders of the ancient mirror school, Tianhengfeng is only a lot of trouble."

Kuching Pingdao: "The path of the ancient mirror school elders?"

Peng Shaodao: "That is the only wood system in my bamboo country, Tianlingen and Dadan. The repairing technique is superb. If he can't do anything, he is afraid that Tianhengfeng's disciples are fierce."

"Is this what the magic repairs do?" Mo Shaoyan whispered.

Liu Qianmo nodded slightly: "...maybe."

"...the way of this magical repair is not shallow. It can make more than 20 people dysfunctional at once. I don't know if life is death or not."

"Yes, unless you are born with this ability, or you can control dozens of people's minds, most of them have hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation. No matter which one, it is terrible."

"So, what happened to the Shuiyue Palace in that year?"

"... hard to say."

Peng Shao has a sigh of emotion: "...I always feel that I have to make a big deal. First, the Shuiyue Palace, now I am a slashing sword. The magic is rampant, and the world will be chaotic."

He Ling said faintly: "This magic repair is no more than the Mu Qiuqiu of the year. When it meets, it is a robbery."

Mo Shaoyan said: "It is a blessing that is not a curse. It is a curse."

Jun Yan's low voice: "Even if it is a magic repair, there is no need to hurt my Hui Shifeng."

Liu Qianmo's eyebrows are slightly close together: "Which magical control can be controlled when I enter the demon? I have read a lot of classics. When the history of the magic repairs the blood of the mainland, there is no such thing as a living thing. It is impossible to control."

Everyone did not speak, and was shrouded in a repressed and dull atmosphere.

Kuching Pingdao: "When can we go back?"

Liu Qianmo looked up and looked forward: "Xi Zongzhu is inspecting the Mount Yangyang and checking it out, then he can go back."

The people stayed in the Qingxu Temple for a long night. Finally, the apse came to the news: "The disciples will return to the peaks to rest. If there are suspicious people, they will immediately come to Yu Rongfeng."

"Yes." The disciples agreed in unison.

Liu Qianmo led the disciples back to Hui Shifeng, and told everyone not to do many things, not to go out, only to concentrate on cultivation. After a while, he said to Wen Jing in a meaningful way: "You are tired of the brothers, let him rest well tonight."

Wenjing nodded in grievances.

Jun Yanzhi is not talking.

Everyone is scattered, Jun Yanzhi whispered: "Can you sleep in my room tonight?"

Wen Jing shook his head: "Jun brother, you have a good rest tonight, I will not bother you."

"...you don't bother me..." The tone was a bit sour.

"...still forget it. I will see you tomorrow. The brothers will rest well tonight."

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