The plan to save the king of Yunmeng

Jiang Cheng believed that "seeing is believing, hearing is not", so he decided to sneak into Jiang Mansion under the cover of night to find out the truth.

Finally, when night fell, Jiang Cheng, who was in disguise and well prepared, pushed the cart, covered his nose and mouth, and wore tattered clothes, and shouted in the Yunmeng accent:

"Collect~night fragrance~Collect~night fragrance..." Then he walked through the streets. Then he quietly circled around the Jiang Mansion...

Although Jiang Cheng's outfit is very abstract, it has a good reason.

Firstly, it was normal for people who collected feces to cover their faces to block out the stench, and this successfully reduced the probability of Jiang Cheng being recognized.

Secondly, Wen Chao always liked to raise some strange monsters, for fear that one of the monsters would have a keen nose and would appear nearby and be discovered immediately. Although this night fragrance stinks to death, its ability to conceal the smell is excellent.

Just when Jiang Cheng had been turning around for who knows how many times, a voice came out: "Jiang Cheng! I know you're coming!" Jiang Cheng was so scared that he almost flew out with his car...

Jiang Cheng calmed himself down and looked around quietly. He didn't see anyone around, so he slowly put his mind at ease, guessing that Wen Chao might be tricking him.

Jiang Cheng felt relieved. "...Tsk! He was so full of himself. He almost gave me a heart attack."

But Jiang Cheng was relieved for a short while before he smelled a bloody smell coming from the direction of his residence...

Jiang Cheng's bad premonition became stronger and stronger. He walked slowly in that direction, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step. Where did the bloody smell come from? Who was injured? What happened? ...

The sound of footsteps in my ears was gradually replaced by the sound of the wind, and the sound of the wind slowly turned into the sound of my heartbeat: dong, ...

Jiang Cheng lay down lightly in a hidden corner, where only Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang knew...

Jiang Cheng didn't know yet that he was about to open the gate of hell in this corner...

The first thing that caught my eye was the poinciana tree that somehow had grown very tall and strong. The flowers on the tree were in full bloom, red as fire and bright as clouds.

The fire from a huge sword-making furnace that had been built not far away seemed to be shining.

No wonder Jiang Cheng felt a terrible wave of heat coming towards him. There was actually such a large furnace...

Looking down, there are normal floor tiles and a lawn whose soil color is much darker than usual...

When Jiang Cheng was checking the details, there was a sudden movement. Jiang Cheng quickly held his breath and concentrated...

The monk from the Wen family threw a limbless body on the ground. The body twisted twice, probably in pain, and then stopped moving.

A cultivator from the Wen family stepped on the head of the corpse and spat, saying, "These Jiang family members are too stubborn. When they heard that their screams were used to attract their young master, they refused to even scream after being cut into this state..."

Another one beside him crossed his arms and said, "That's right, all those in front died just like that, only this one and the one inside are left..."

The monk who stepped on the body said, "This is useless now. Second Young Master asked me to burn it..." Then he used his sword to pick up the Qingxin Bell on the body and threw it into the pile of blood-stained Qingxin Bells...

Then he casually threw the still-living remains into the furnace that had been built at some unknown time...

At the moment when the person in the furnace died, Jiang Cheng saw clearly... it was... Ninth Junior Brother... Ninth Junior Brother!!! The fat Ninth Junior Brother among the disciples who accompanied him to drink and steal lotus pods

Jiang Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank, bloodshot quickly appeared on the whites of his eyes, and his tears were so hot that they were scary. Jiang Cheng was afraid that he would make a sound, so he covered his mouth and nose tightly with both hands and slowly curled up.

Although Jiang Cheng was extremely sad, his mind was still working: "So what that guest brother said was true. Cheng Mei really brought Jiang family's disciples to die! He should know! I'm fine, I'm fine at all! Why did he do this? Why!!!"

Jiang Cheng bit his lips tightly to stop the sobbing...

He calculated in his mind: "There are so many Qingxin Bells, all of them are Jiang family disciples who are over sixteen years old, most of them are the ones who grew up with Wei Wuxian and me..." His heart was too painful, Jiang Cheng let his brain slow down, and continued to organize his thoughts:

"How is Cheng Mei? Who is the remaining person? Are all the other owners of the Qingxin Bells treated the same way as the Ninth Junior Brother just now?"

Jiang Cheng was extremely angry, resentful, and puzzled. Why did they ignore the secret code that had been clearly agreed upon? Why did such a steady man like Xue Yang take his disciples to die? Why?

When Jiang Cheng was heartbroken, he saw the two men from the Wen family casually scattering the ashes of Ninth Junior Brother next to the Phoenix Tree...

Jiang Cheng couldn't stop his tears from falling again: "So that's how it is. With so much blood and bones of immortals and such a hot furnace, the trees can't even tell the seasons..."

At this time, the Wen family dragged out another person covered in wounds. Jiang Cheng saw who it was and his eyes trembled: "It's Cheng Mei!!!"

Xue Yang was covered in blood, and his clothes were torn with extremely hideous wounds...

His eyes were empty, as if he was unconscious...

At this time, Wen Chao also came out and kicked Xue Yang in the chest, saying, "Damn it, why don't you scream!" Then he kicked him again.

Xue Yang was kicked to the ground, vomiting blood...

Jiang Cheng was extremely panicked when he saw this, and he almost rushed down several times...

Jiang Cheng kept warning himself: "I can't rush down. If I rush down, I won't be able to defeat them. Xue Yang and I will both die. I have to contact the old man. I can't go down at this time..."

Suddenly Wen Chao shouted, "Jiang Cheng, I know you are here. If you don't show up, your Yunmeng disciples will die here!"

This shout almost made Jiang Cheng's soul come out, but Jiang Cheng stopped all his movements when he remembered that he had heard such a shout before...

Jiang Cheng's heart seemed to be gripped tightly: "Does Wen Chao always shout like this every time he kills someone? Then... those disciples... did they all think I was actually there, so they kept silent..."

Xue Yang, who had been indifferent when Wen Chao called out, sneered and subconsciously glanced at the hidden place that only three people knew about. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his already pale lips became bloodless...

Xue Yang quickly hid his emotions and thought to himself: "Master! I can't let you come down, I can't..." Then he sneered and mocked Wen Chao:

"Do you think our young master is stupid? Now you only have me left. Normal people know how to choose. Our young master is not a "fool". Even stupid people know how to choose!"

Xue Yang deliberately emphasized the word "idiot" and continued, "If the young master really comes to exchange me, I would rather die, I would rather die..." After saying that, he glanced in the direction of Jiang Cheng with red eyes...

Wen Chao called out a few times, but no one responded...

So he said impatiently: "Let's cut off his two claws first..."

Xue Yang aimed at the blade, and when he had the chance, he would crash into it and die. He couldn't let them have any leverage to catch his master...