The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

Lao Bayi had a question mark in his mind, but seeing Feng Wanli was so polite, as the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person, so he nodded twice as a greeting.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions."

Feng Wanli smiled and said, "Zhao Zhao has already told me that Brother Gu and I are acquainted through fighting. Since I am Brother Gu's junior apprentice, I should take good care of him."

"Lao Yun, does Big Brother know Feng Jun?"

"Well, I guess so."

"Tell me, can we go back safely?"

"Well, it's probably uncertain."

The two men facing the wall secretly glanced at Feng Jun, the uninvited guest.

Don't mention how fearful his eyes were.

However, Feng Jun didn't even bother to look at them.

"Brother Gu..."

Tang Yi looked expectant and asked, "Who is it?"

Aren’t there more than just Ali among the tribesmen living outside?

Very good!

"this......"

"Ali!"

Lao Ba:...

"Oh, Brother Gu is Ali's senior brother."

"anything else?"

"Ah?" Feng Wanli was stunned.

"anything else?"

Tang Yi said with anticipation.

"what else......"

Feng Wanli scratched his head in surprise, but then he thought that what Miss Tang was asking about must be something deeper, but Ali was here, so why couldn't he ask him directly?

"If you want to know anything else, I don't know much. Ah Li is right here. If you admire him and want to know more about the Sword Lord, you can ask him in person."

"Sword Master? Who is that?"

"Ali's senior brother."

"Who is his senior brother?"

"Brother Gu."

"Who is Brother Gu?"

"Lord of the Sword."

puff--

Bailian Zhenzu was just thinking about drinking a sip of cold tea to cool down his temper, but after hearing what Feng Jun said, he spat it all out, pounding his chest and coughing repeatedly.

It’s decided! Tang Han must die!!!

"Master Palm of the Sword is...wait a minute, who do you think Senior Brother A Li is?"

Tang Yi thought she was hallucinating.

"Miss Tang, please stop joking with me."

Feng Wanli said helplessly: "Don't you all know about this?"

Tang Yi's eyes were blank. "Know, what?"

"Brother Gu is Senior Brother A Li, Senior Brother A Li is the Sword Lord, Brother Gu is the Sword Lord..."

Feng Wanli was halfway through his somewhat confusing words when he suddenly realized that, except for Ali, everyone else present was looking at him in surprise.

"you......"

Feng Wanli cautiously probed, "Don't you know?"

"us......"

Tang Yi said blankly: "Should I know?"

"this......"

Realizing that he had said too much, Feng Wanli held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "I heard that Miss Tang was receiving distinguished guests here. I thought you all knew."

"Lao Yun, do you think we can still see the young master alive?"

"Stop talking and leave me alone."

The two men facing the wall were filled with despair and no longer had any illusions about survival.

"Ali, since you have the Sword Lord as your senior brother, I think you have already joined the immortal sect. Why do you have to wander around the world and sneak into my Bailian Pavilion alone to seek the truth about your life?"

Tang Yi was still a little dazed, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that this member of her tribe seemed to have never mentioned that he was displaced and that the world was his home...

"Ahem, Xiao Ali, we're all family, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Bailian Zhenzu suddenly felt a little relieved.

I have always heard that the Sword Master, who achieved the status of a great supernatural being after only twenty-five years of practice, had unknown backgrounds. Now I see that he has a junior brother, who must be affiliated with that hidden holy land of immortals.

Fortunately, he stopped the loss in time and did not offend anyone to death. Otherwise, if he had offended the Sword King, once the Sword King came out, the Green-Robed Guest, who was on good terms with him, would not have stood idly by.

A genius from the Five Realms who has the greatest hope of becoming an immortal.

A leader from the five regions who aspires to be the top of the Central Plains.

In front of these two, Jiuchongshan Sect is nothing!

Not to mention, there is actually a sect behind the Sword Lord...

Bailian Zhenzu felt a little regretful and very sad about this. It was a pity that such an immortal seedling could not be used by his Bailian Pavilion.

"Wandering around the world, is that true?"

Feng Wanli couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking, didn't Zhao Zhao say that this senior brother named Ali runs a blacksmith shop here, and his business seems to be pretty good, so how can he be said to be wandering?

But it is possible that he was framed!

"Miss Tang is here now, so it's a good opportunity to explain this matter together."

Feng Wanli looked at Lao Ba: "Ali, Xiao Yingzi may not be dead."

Seeing that Lao Ba's expression showed confusion.

Feng Wanli then remembered the information gap between the two of them. He slapped his head and said apologetically, "It's the Desert Silver Wolf, the desert bandit you met."

The desert bandit that Ah Li had seen? The one from the Jiuchongshan Sect?

Bailian Zhenzu thought about it and nodded.

Little Tang Han, it seems you don't have to die...

"Miss Tang, take a look at this."

Feng Wanli handed over a photo bead.

He specifically asked the disciples in Bailian Pavilion about the fire-playing expert who killed He Ying in the Liuying Pearl. The unanimous answer he got was that only the Tang brothers and sisters dared to play with fire like this. However, these disciples also said that Brother Tang had been missing for a long time, and Sister Tang was the only one left in Bailian Pavilion.

Now that he had a clue, Feng Wanli came to find Tang Yi immediately.

Seeing the flaming creature in the full picture, Tang Yi couldn't help but burst into tears: "It's my brother, he's still alive!"

"Do you acknowledge him as your brother?"

Feng Wanli narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yeah, I won't make a mistake. I'll recognize him even if he turns into ashes!"

Are they siblings or enemies?

Feng Wanli felt embarrassed.

"It's good to be alive. I've been out for so long, it's time to come back."

Bailian Zhenzu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Another member of the Nanga tribe is still alive, and when Tang Han returns, he can establish another holy son.

"Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this in front of you all."

"But I still want to say it!"

Feng Wanli's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Tang Yi, whose eyes were wet. "Your brother Tang Han killed Senior He's daughter not long ago and framed A Li for the crime."

"Which Senior He?"

"Senior He from the Jiuchongshan Sect."

"Is it great?"

"Ms. Tang, this is not a question of whether it's powerful or not."

Feng Wanli sighed softly, then said solemnly, "Listen carefully. Senior He is the master of Juntian Peak, one of the nine peaks of Jiuchongshan Sect, He Chengxiang!"

"If you still think this is normal, why not listen to his other name? Wanren Qifei Po Chongyun, the leader of the sword, Wanjian He. Wanren Sword Master Wanjian He was the alias that Senior He once used."

"And the daughter he regarded as the only thing he cared about in his life was the desert bandit, the Desert Silver Wolf, He Ying, who was killed by your brother Tang Han and the blame was put on Ali."

"What I said, do you understand?"

Tang Yi stood there in a daze.

Not only did she understand, she even wanted to draw a clear line between them!

Brother!

You are so out of your mind that you can do such a stupid thing!

Tang Yi finally understood why the ancestor said that her brother would be better off dead. With all the things her senior brother had done, she really couldn't think of how to save him.

After hearing this, Bailian Zhenzu also sighed quietly in his heart.

Little Tang Han, you really deserve to die...

That's not right! Didn't you just say that Xiao Yingzi might not be dead?

Why now...

Oh yes, it is possible, not certain.

There was a struggle between conscience and desire in Bailian Zhenzu's mind.

Finally came to a conclusion.

Little Tang Han, you can go with peace of mind...

“Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner.”

Feng Wanli completely disregarded the authority of the Hundred Refining True Ancestor. He stood before him with a resolute determination, refusing to allow for discussion. "Senior He has done me a favor. I will explain this matter to him upon my return to the Central Plains. As for Tang Han, he is a member of your own pavilion. How to resolve this is up to you two to decide."

Feng Wanli had already given Bailian Zhenzu a lot of face. Otherwise, based on the promise he had made to He Chengxiang before, he would have to bring Tang Han's head back to report.

Seeing that the mystery was finally solved, Lao Ba breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not the mystery he solved personally, he was finally able to get rid of suspicion and regain his innocence.

Next, now that the trouble is over, it’s time to think about how to destroy the monsters here.

Is this the Dark Demon Hall Master who can grant others the ability to transform into demons?

It's up to you.

Wash your neck and wait for the judgment of fire!

After finding out the whole story, Feng Wanli did not stay long. Before leaving, he bowed to Bailian Zhenzu to show the respect of the younger generation to the older generation.

And Feng Wanli left.

The box was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a silver needle falling.

"Xiao Tangyi, I don't want this either."

Bailian Zhenzu sighed, "I have to give an explanation to Jiuchongshan Sect."

"You, take care of yourself and don't worry about little Tang Han anymore."

Bailian Zhenzu was used to adding the word "little" when referring to Tang Yi and Tang Han. In his opinion, not only the Tang brothers and sisters, but all the disciples who joined Bailian Pavilion were the children of Bailian Pavilion.

The immortal way is ruthless, but the human world is affectionate.

Bailian Pavilion will grow bigger and bigger and become the true overlord of the Western Heaven domain.

The management within it is relatively tolerant and logical.

And all this is thanks to Wan Xiong in ancient times.

A small hall that is only responsible for refining weapons can also shine brightly in the future.

Wan Xiong made an indelible contribution.

But under the tolerant management, there are also strict rules and regulations.

Anyone who dares to overstep the boundaries will be guilty of a crime, just like the common people!

In the past, Bailian Pavilion had executed countless greedy Pavilion Masters and elders.

Tang Han touched the bottom line, he did nothing but made mistakes, the ending was bound to be bad!

Unfortunately, the current Bailian Pavilion is unwilling to stop here and has made many changes to the existing system. However, the changes have gradually deviated from the original track...

This has led to the current situation where there is internal corruption and the coexistence of multiple forces.

Bailian True Ancestor had witnessed the most glorious period of Bailian Pavilion and did not want it to decline, so he turned a blind eye several times and allowed those behind him to blatantly challenge the rules set by Wan Xiong.

Just so that one day, I can see the former overlord reappear.

But it turned out that he failed.

His indulgence caused the former overlord of the West to go to an extreme!

The fault is not entirely the fault of Bailian Zhenzu.

But if it's wrong, it's wrong. There's no need to tell whether it's a big mistake or a small mistake.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Perhaps minor mistakes can be corrected, and you can try to optimize them like the mass-produced iron golems, but if all the iron golems have problems, the fault is no longer with the iron golems that were produced.

"Yeah..."

Old Eighty crossed his fingers, turned over and stretched hard.

As the saying goes, I am not afraid of being torn to pieces, I just want to keep my innocence in this world.

After finding out who was the real culprit who killed the Desert Silver Wolf, Lao Ba felt like a lightly fluttering swallowtail butterfly, and a sense of relief emanated from his entire body.

It took only one day to find out the truth.

This efficiency is amazing!

As the saying goes, the first push is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted, so Lao Ba decided to press on with the victory, turn the passive into the active, and try to see if he can pull out a few hairs of the Black Magic Hall before meeting up with Xi Zhaozhao.

Even if we fail to directly eliminate this scourge, it is okay to feel disgusted.

"My brother is not that kind of person..."

The voice attracted Lao Ba's attention. He turned his head to look at the sad "Aunt Tang", thinking about what to say before telling Aunt Tang that they were not from the same hometown.

Given my aunt's current condition, it is really not appropriate to cause her a second psychological trauma.

"Ali."

Tang Yi pursed her lips and forced a smile: "I'm so sorry for making you go through all this. It won't be okay. From now on... we are a family!"

"It's just two people, what's the big deal, right?"

"I forgot to ask you just now."

Tang Yi quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes and asked with a smile, "Where do your parents live now? Are there any other members of your clan around them? Have they mastered this power like you?"

"As long as we find all the Neng people, we'll see who can bully us in the future..."

"Oh, yes, you are the junior apprentice of that Sword Master. No one should dare to bully you."

"We are the Nanga tribe, survivors of ancient times. We have the blood of the Fire God flowing in our veins. We are not the symbol of bad luck in the eyes of the world..."

"Why are you looking at me like that? There's something on my face."

Lao Ba looked at Tang Yi quietly.

At this time, tears had already hung on Aunt Tang's long eyelashes. Her eyes, which should have been lively, were no longer lively, and her smile became uglier than crying.

Even though she is crying now.

Lao Ba didn't know what Aunt Tang had experienced in the past, nor did he know how important that brother was to her, but he saw with his own eyes how his aunt cried with joy when she learned that her brother was still alive, and how when facing her current clansmen, she smiled and comforted them with true feelings even though she was not living a happy life herself, even though... he was not a member of Aunt Tang's clan.

Once upon a time, Lao Ba was lost because he couldn't find his own kind. He gave up on himself because he couldn't find his own kind. He also lost hope of living because he couldn't find his own kind.

He didn't know whose life was more miserable, his or her aunt's.

But suffering is never meant to be compared.

Suffering is suffering. It neither brings success nor is it worthy of praise. There is no such thing as tempering one's will or not. Ultimately, it is because it cannot be avoided.

Lao Ba still has a mission that has not been completed, so Auntie...

This will be the last time that "Ali" will be full of kindness.

Desert Silver Wolf, you'd better not die.

Uncle Tang, you'd better stay alive too!