Promise of wind and rain

Chu Feiyang looked up, and unexpectedly, he saw that the extremely mysterious owner of Wuji Villa turned out to be a middle-aged beautiful woman.

Her cheeks were slightly thin, and her tight thin lips looked cold and stern. Her pair of red phoenix eyes scanned the audience coldly, and the end of her eyes was like a sharp arrow of frost. Wherever she looked, everyone was silent.

"Woman?" Qinglang asked in surprise.

The people around also looked at each other suspiciously. It seems that these people have never seen the true face of the owner of Wuji Manor before.

The owner of the Promise Villa moved lightly, slowly stepped down from the steps, and walked to the tall, spacious but exquisitely furnished high platform that had already been set up.

Yu'er, who had been waiting there for a long time, stepped forward quickly, and helped the owner of Wuji Villa to walk towards the large fox fur seat.

The middle-aged beautiful woman flicked her long sleeves, turned around and sat down in the chair.

She looked around slowly for a week before saying: "Where is the holy lady?"

The four people hidden in the crowd were all refreshed, as expected at this time, the holy lady was going to show up.

As soon as the Master of Wuji finished speaking, a commotion erupted in a corner of the square.

Everyone looked away from the prestige, and the crowd there also spontaneously stepped aside, and a clear female voice came from inside: "My daughter is here, and my daughter wishes the owner a happy life! My daughter is going to the Central Plains, fortunately, I will not be disgraceful. Bring this enemy back to the villa as a birthday present for the owner!"

"Miss Yuan, why are you──" a man's voice yelled impatiently, but was interrupted abruptly.

Cheng Xuexiang was shocked when he heard the voice, and suddenly raised his head to look hard.

Chu Feiyang noticed his strangeness, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Cheng, what's wrong?"

"This voice, this voice—it's my brother!" Cheng Xuexiang said anxiously, "Why is he here? Could something really happen to the Wulin League?!"

"Something must have happened to the Wulin League." Qinglang said suddenly, "You can see for yourself."

I saw that the crowd that was originally surrounded by that corner was spontaneously giving way, and a road for five people to walk in parallel came out in the middle.

A woman in green suddenly pushed a person forward. The person staggered and fell out of the crowd. He almost fell, but he managed to stabilize his body and straightened his back stubbornly.

Chu Feiyang and Cheng Xuexiang took a closer look, and found that the man was Cheng Xuexiang's master, Yuan Kangshou.

Everyone had guessed that the Wuji Villa had a festival with the Central Plains Wulin, but they never thought that it was related to the old leader Yuan.

The woman in green walked forward slowly, but her pretty face was as cold as ice. It was the holy lady of Wuji Villa who had not been seen for many days.

Yuan Kangshou glared at the green-clothed woman, and spat fiercely: "This old man is so blind that he trusts you, girl."

However, the holy lady raised her lips and smiled, and said: "Senior Yuan, I didn't lie to you. I said I could bring you into the Wuji Villa and meet the owner of the Wuji Villa. I have nothing to complain about."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the owner of the Wuji Villa on the high platform. The middle-aged beautiful woman was staring at her side, she didn't make a sound, and couldn't see her expression clearly, but she didn't know what her plan was.

The holy lady pushed Yuan Kangshou again, and said: "Master Yuan, the owner of the villa is waiting for you in front. If you want to see our owner, please do so."

Yuan Kangshou staggered and finally fell to the ground without steadying himself.He looked a little abnormal, and he was probably drugged and poisoned.

Cheng Xuexiang was eager to get up, but was held down by Chu Feiyang, and said in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, don't be impulsive, now is not the time."

Cheng Xuexiang held back, but gritted his teeth and looked ahead, with blue veins protruding from his forehead.

Yuan Kangshou reluctantly walked to the high platform where the owner of the Wuji villa was, Yu'er flicked the silver whip, and shouted softly: "Old thief, you will not kneel down when you see the owner of the Wuji villa!"

Yuan Kangshou looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman with a young face, but he just groaned angrily: "Monster, it was my negligence that I fell into your trap today because of my miscalculation. If you want to kill or scratch, just go ahead!"

But the owner of Wuji Villa just looked at him leisurely for a while, and suddenly sighed softly: "You are so old."

This tone seems to be acquaintance from the beginning.Yuan Kangshou frowned and looked at her for a while, but the doubts on his face remained undiminished.

Master Wuji sneered: "Hero Yuan, Master Yuan, you really forget things too much." The last few words were gnashed, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his originally indifferent face.

"It seems to be the romantic debt of the old leader." Qinglang clicked his tongue, "I can't see it, the old leader was really not easy when he was young, how could he provoke such a top-notch woman."

Jun Shuying looked at it for a moment and said: "The owner of Wuji Villa clearly did these things for Yuan Kangshou, but this old man has completely forgotten her. If he can't remember it again, this woman will definitely become disgusted by unwillingness. I will definitely not let it go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of Wuji Villa continued: "Yuan Kangshou, I will give you half a stick of incense. If you still can't remember, I will let the blood of these ten people splatter on the spot!" Several Wuji disciples rushed to the audience, grabbed ten of them and threw them onto the high platform in an instant.

The few people who were caught were still in a daze, and it was only after a while that they realized what had happened, and knelt down with a plop, begging for mercy.

Qinglang leaned closer to Jun Shuying and smiled, "The owner of the villa is really angry. Shuying, you really understand women's thoughts."

"This is clearly human nature. If you can't even see this, you're probably a fool." Jun Shuying cast a glance at Qinglang and said bluntly.

On the high platform, Yuan Kangshou glanced at the people who were kneeling and begging for mercy, and snorted, "These people are all traitors from the Central Plains Wulin. Isn't it too ridiculous for you to threaten me with their lives?!"

"Traitors?! At the beginning, Wuji Villa did give them two choices, either surrender or die. At that time, where was the Wulin League they relied on, and where was Leader Yuan?" The owner of Wuji Villa sneered, "They You are just a group of poor people struggling to survive. Aren’t you determined to keep the Central Plains martial arts in peace for a hundred years?! Why don’t League Leader Yuan ask these traitors, how are you doing?!”

The owner of Wuji Villa knew him so well, Yuan Kangshou couldn't help being a little surprised and even more suspicious.He really couldn't remember who this middle-aged beautiful woman was, but I'm afraid that everyone present would doubt that she must be his old acquaintance.

"Old leader Yuan, this is obviously your own romantic debt, but it has brought disaster to the entire Central Plains martial arts. We have to take refuge in Wuji Villa to protect our own family members. You are the culprit!" I don't know who is here The crowd roared.This sentence was like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, instantly erupting waves of angry condemnation.

Yuan Kangshou turned his head to look at the angry crowd under the high stage, a trace of shock and bewilderment appeared on his old face, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.He has devoted all his life to the Central Plains Martial Arts League. He thinks that he is worthy of heaven and earth. Faced with so many angry accusations.

The traitor he resented became a victim of the disaster he caused alone, and he scolded him as a sinner more righteously than he did.

Master Wuji looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "Master Yuan, the incense is about to burn out."

Yuan Kangshou suddenly turned his head to look at her, and that ageless but still beautiful face came into view.Her eyes contained indifference and anger, but he only felt strange.

Who is it, who is she? ! !

The ten people desperately begged for mercy, and everyone on the field cursed continuously. The owner of Wuji Village stared fiercely at Yuan Shoukang, who was frowning. Swaying, his face is getting colder and colder.

A person has been planning for decades to take revenge on someone, but he can't even remember who she is. What kind of magic weapon can be colder and sharper than this ruthlessness.

"Yuan Kangshou!" The owner of Wuji Villa finally yelled angrily, "You ruthless man! I will kill you today, and use your head to commemorate the thousands of clansmen who died in vain in my Sifang village!"

"Sifang Village?" Yuan Kangshou murmured, "You are... the owner of Sifang Village──" The face that was getting closer and closer finally found a familiar imprint in his memory, and Yuan Kangshou blurted out: " Chiying!"

A white line had already wrapped around Yuan Kangshou's neck, and stopped abruptly at this moment.

There was a complicated look on the face of the owner of Wuji Villa, before he could speak, a figure suddenly jumped up from the crowd and rushed towards the stage with a fierce force.

Holding the Shadow Blade in his hand, Cheng Xuexiang flew over the heads of the crowd with the power of his feet.

At the moment when the owner of the Wuji Villa exploded, he couldn't bear it any longer, and he jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards the stage, ignoring the other three people.

"Xueer──" Yuan Kangshou looked over and opened his mouth to shout.

People from the Wulin League mixed in with the crowd, but the owner of Wuji Villa didn't seem surprised, but under the force of Cheng Xuexiang's fierce sword, he retracted Bai Lian and sat back in his chair.Several Wuji disciples quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the owner of Wuji Villa.

"Master, are you okay?" Cheng Xuexiang supported Yuan Kangshou and said anxiously, "Why did you come here?!"

Yuan Kangshou sighed heavily, looked at the holy lady standing aside, shook his head and said, "I'm not vigilant enough as a teacher, I've been fooled by others."

The indifferent voice of the owner of the Wuji Villa sounded at this moment: "Very well, it would be better if there were more people here today. Yuan Kangshou, please take a last look at your disciples and grandchildren. After today, the Central Plains Wulin League will no longer exist in the world. The martial arts in the Central Plains will surely flow like rivers of blood, and there will never be peace!"

"Vendor Master, don't talk too much." Another voice sounded in the air, and the noisy crowd was startled by the voice that threatened their inner strength, and they couldn't help but shut up.

Obviously, he didn't feel any power of shock, but it seemed that there was an endless oppression covering it from all directions.The oppressive feeling was as soft as water, but it was continuous and pervasive. The feeling at that moment was beyond words.

Three graceful figures emerged from the crowd, like Yan Tafeng, and within a moment, they all stood on the high platform.