Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

After Xi Fang took all his disciples to kill Jun Yan, the roof of Wen Jing's residence collapsed, half of one wall collapsed, and there were broken tiles and ruins everywhere. Wooden chairs and tables fell to the ground, but no one came Clean up and repair.

It was early spring at this time, but the night wind was still as cold as a knife.

In the darkness of the valley, there was a shadow moving quickly. Suddenly, a person landed lightly on the open space of the room, looking around with his head down.

The bed here is cold, the quilt is also cold, and there are no traces of people.

He sat down on the bed slowly, his expression was calm or stupid, he didn't know what he was thinking.The big turtle fell from his arms to the ground, lying quietly.

Jun Yanzhi concentrated on stroking the messy marks on the bed inch by inch.

"Wen Jing..."

The sound melted into the night wind.

Feeling his way to the gap between the bed and the wall, Jun Yanzhi slowly picked up an old ancient book.The moment his fingers touched the pages of the book, Jun Yanzhi stopped, and his shoulders collapsed as if being pressed by a heavy object.

He finally understood what the book was about.

He didn't know where this kid got such a great ability, and where he found another inheritance from Hengyang Palace, "Five Elements Returning to Yuan Sword Art".

Jun Yanzhi held the book in his hand and slowly opened it.

The pages of the book are incomplete, and half of the handwriting inside is missing, as if it was suddenly interrupted when accepting the inheritance. As for the specific truth, there is no way to trace it now.

Maybe it was because the book was incomplete that Wen Jing didn't tell him?

He is really stupid...

Jun Yanzhi slowly sat up from the bed, picked up the wooden chair with himself and Wen Jing engraved on it, slowly wiped it clean, and helped the desk up again.The books were scattered on the ground, and Jun Yanzhi quietly picked them up one by one, dusted off the dust, and arranged them neatly.

He sat blankly at the table for a moment, took out an unusually familiar book with a blue cover, and opened it quietly.

Sure enough, every sheet, every page is a small story drawn by myself.

This book has not been found since he came back, and it was really stolen by this kid.

Turning to the last side, a grotesque thing that looks like a person is holding a twisted snake.The character "Jing" is written on the head of the man, and the character "Jun" is written on the head of the snake. The painter seems to be afraid that even he himself will not recognize it.

The corners of Jun Yanzhi's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

Suddenly, his eyes raised: "Duan Xuan?"

The people outside sneered: "Even the master refuses to call."

Jun Yanzhi put the book on the table: "Master came to Wenjing's residence in the middle of the night, I'm really happy."

Duan Xuan walked in slowly, with his hands behind his back and silent, his eyes staring at him like ice blades.

"Master is here to wait for me, right?"

"..."

"How do you know that I will definitely come?" Jun Yanzhi paced slowly in the room, casting an inquiring look at him thoughtfully.

Duan Xuan looked at him coldly: "I want to know what happened to Hengyang Palace back then, and what you did all these years for."

Jun Yanzhi stood quietly: "I killed the upper and lower parts of the Hengyang Palace. The turbulent waves that have been created in the Zhufeng Kingdom over the years are also due to my interest, and there is no reason."

Duan Xuan's eyes turned cold: "Tell the truth!"

Jun Yanzhi responded with a slight smile.

Duan Xuan's voice softened, and he said bluntly: "Your Junior Brother Jing told me something about you before. Do you want to hear it?"

Jun Yanzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly.He knew that Duan Xuan was very likely to be lying to him, even nonsense, but he was still like a puppet without bones, and couldn't help but want to hear it.

"……What did he say?"

"You tell me about Hengyang Palace, and I will tell you."

Jun Yanzhi's face darkened: "You lied to me!"

"It's fine if you don't want to hear it." Duan Xuan looked at him coldly.

Jun Yanzhi looked back at him for a long time, and finally held back his anger and said: "Back then, Hengyang Palace was destroyed by a group of demon cultivators. I saw my mother and younger sister were killed before I fell into madness. Over the years, troubles have been caused continuously. It is to kill Moxiu and wipe them all out. Are you satisfied?"

"All you killed were demon cultivators?"

"...Most of them are, and some of them are the ones that I don't like and do evil things."

"How did you let them drink your blood?"

Jun Yanzhi couldn't bear it anymore: "What did the younger brother say?"

Duan Xuan covered his mouth and coughed lightly, as if he was embarrassed to be naked, a little unable to say: "He said that he only admired, liked, and liked one person in his life, and that was you. And..."

Jun Yanzhi's lips trembled: "What else?"

"How did you let them drink your blood?"

"I use Xuantian Mosquito!" Jun Yanzhi's voice was a little panicked, "What else did he say?"

"So that's how it is..." Duan Xuan nodded slightly, then frowned awkwardly, "He said...he said that meeting you in this life would not be in vain for him, even if he gave his life for you, he would be willing."

Jun Yanzhi pursed his lips tightly, his eyes sparkling.

Duan Xuan's expression was dignified, as if recalling many past events, he asked: "You wanted to kill me before, because you thought I was related to the Hengyang Palace tragedy that year?"

Jun Yanzhi snorted lightly, and said slowly and with difficulty: "How many people have I tortured, and they all gave me the same answer. You are the one who instructed the demon to destroy the Hengyang Palace. You appeared in the Hengyang Palace that night. "

Duan Xuan's face turned cold: "There is absolutely no such thing."

Jun Yanzhi eased his tone, but his expression was a bit miserable: "Junior Brother Jing also believes that this matter has nothing to do with you..."

Duan Xuan stared at him coldly for a long time, then said coldly: "I'll tell you something today, you can follow the clues to find out, as for whether you can find the real culprit, it depends on your ability."

"……What's up?"

Duan Xuan ignored him, walked to the window, and said quietly: "The Zhufeng Kingdom is bordered by the sea in the west, snow-capped mountains in the north, and two big kingdoms in the east and south, Xiyan Kingdom and Xiutian Kingdom. In the middle, demonic cultivators and Taoist cultivators coexist. You must have heard of this."

"……good."

"More than ten years ago, the leader of the demon cultivators of the Xiyan Kingdom sent a demon cultivator at the golden core stage to the Zhufeng Kingdom, carrying a blood-calling flag, with the intention of secretly recruiting the demon cultivators and building up their momentum in the Zhufeng Kingdom."

"I know this too." Jun Yanzhi looked at him coldly, "I also heard that you were chosen by this demon cultivator to be the leader of the Zhufeng Kingdom's demon cultivators. Lu Moxiu gathered in Hengyang Palace and wiped it out overnight."

Duan Xuan said coldly: "It's nonsense! I carefully checked the time of Hengyang Palace's destruction. That demon cultivator had been killed a month before Hengyang Palace's accident, and the blood-calling flag disappeared at the same time. It's not in my hands at all." Go up. Therefore, the person who ordered the destruction of Hengyang Palace is not me, nor that demon cultivator, but someone else."

Jun Yanzhi stared at him coldly: "How do you know so clearly? Why should I trust you?"

"I have nothing to do with Hengyang Palace, why should I destroy it?"

"One sided words."

Duan Xuan looked back coldly, but his emotions were agitated: "What do you know? One month before the Hengyang Palace accident, I just came out of retreat. At that time, a big event happened, and I didn't care about other things at all."

"what's up?"

Duan Xuan looked at him coldly, his eyes didn't know whether it was sadness, pain, or unspeakable embarrassment.Finally, he quietly looked at the night sky outside the window, and said slowly: "The reason why I know you will definitely come back to Wen Jing's room is because I know how you feel."

Jun Yanzhi lowered his head slightly: "I don't want to know about the past between Master and Master Lu."

For more than ten years, I have kept Lu Zhen's room as it was, and cleaned it myself from time to time, but my own room is so messy that even the dog would protest.So crazy that no one can guess a thing or two.

Duan Xuan's voice was deep and cold: "What I want to tell you today is to let you find out what happened in Hengyang Palace back then. You are not allowed to say a word to others, otherwise I will definitely kill you."

"..." Jun Yanzhi finally said, "Speak, I'll listen."

Duan Xuan hid his voice and spoke slowly with sound transmission.

Jun Yan listened without missing a word, and his expression became a little embarrassed.

It was almost morning after the two of them talked, and Duan Xuan looked at him indifferently: "That's all I can tell you. As for who the murderer is, you need to search in many ways. It's easy to find someone to pretend to be my appearance. A shape-changing pill is enough, but it cannot be used as ironclad proof. There were so many people that night, if the demon cultivator preconceived it and thought that I was the person in charge, he would naturally believe it. I have said so much, if you still do not believe, I There is no other way."

Jun Yanzhi looked at the ground silently, and said softly: "I have one more question to ask."

"what's up?"

"Will the people who entered the Zhuxian Tower come out alive?"

Duan Xuan sighed softly in his heart, but couldn't bear to tell him the truth: "You, you wait a little longer, first investigate the matter of Hengyang Palace back then, don't think about it so much. Your Junior Brother Jing may think you are sensible, and you can't bear you for a while. , ran out again."

"Yeah." Jun Yanzhi lowered his head, "He has always been reluctant to let me suffer."

Duan Xuan walked out the door with his hands behind his back: "You go, just pretend that we haven't met each other last night, and we never said these words."

The people behind did not answer, but there was a whistling wind, and when they looked back, Jun Yanzhi and Da Gui had disappeared.

Duan Xuan silently looked at the pale sky.

The true fire of samadhi can burn people to ashes in an instant. Although Jun Yanzhi is still waiting, Wen Jing may have already lost his soul...

The author has something to say: Jun Yanzhi: You have always been reluctant to let me suffer.

Wen Jing: ...

Jun Yanzhi: Hee hee hee

Wen Jing: Do you feel like this if you don’t do it all night?