Heinous

into the night.

Xue Zhe didn't fall asleep, but sat neatly by the window, closing his eyes and thinking about something.

He held his mobile phone tightly in his hand, and he had just received a text message on it.

"If you want your brother to be safe and sound..."

The first sentence at the beginning, followed by the time and place.

They chose a very good time - a time when Xue Zhe hit a wall all day and was almost desperate.

Closing his eyes, Xue Zhe secretly sighed in his heart, stood up, and walked out of the room.

The night is dark and the wind is high, this word is simply perfect to describe Wuzhen at this time.The moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, but there was a howling wind blowing underground, rolling a few fallen leaves, creating a weird and gloomy atmosphere.

God is really giving those people face...

Muttering in his heart, Xue Zhe walked to the agreed place step by step.

He is familiar with that place—these days, he reports here every other day.

The central building of Wuzhen, the venue of the Wudai Conference.

Stopping at the door, Xue Zhe carefully looked at the place in front of him - during the day, he only felt that it looked majestic and stale.But at night, under the cover of night, the original solemn room also showed a bit of coldness.

But at this moment its door is still open, the dark doorway is a bit darker than the surroundings, as if it is enough to swallow all those who try to break in—naturally, including Xue Zhe who is about to enter.

Xue Zhe took a deep breath, walked slowly, and walked in.

The corridor was also pitch black, Xue Zhe turned on his phone, and used the light of the phone to illuminate the path under his feet.Fortunately, he has been here several times, and he probably knows the structure, so he came to the designated place without any mistakes.

He stood there, silent.

"Are you here?" A voice suddenly sounded.

It was a very unfamiliar voice to Xue Zhe, hoarse and rough. Xue Zhe listened carefully, but couldn't tell where the sound came from.

"Well," since you can't hear it, then simply don't listen to it.Xue Zhe responded and waited for the man to follow.

"You may not know who I am," the hoarse voice continued, "but as long as you know a little, what happens to your brother depends entirely on your choice tonight."

"What do you mean?" Xue Zhe raised his voice.

"As long as you cooperate, Lei Feixi will wake up tomorrow morning and say that he doesn't know who hurt him—of course, he will deny that it was your brother," said the voice, "but if you Not cooperating..."

"Will he insist that Xiao She did it?"

The voice seemed to be smiling lowly: "Not only that... Do you think that you are really safe when you come here alone? Not everyone will be afraid of what you rely on..."

Xue Zhe was silent, and after a while, he asked, "What do you want?"

"Treasure hidden in the magic gate." Four simple words.

The corner of Xue Zhe's mouth twitched lightly: "You really have problems."

"Why, reluctant?" The voice sounded very leisurely, as if he was not worried about Xue Zhe's refusal.

"Reluctance is another matter. The problem is..." Xue Zhe sighed, "I don't even know where the magic door's hidden treasure is."

"How is it possible?" The voice suddenly rose.

"Nothing is impossible, I really don't know." Xue Zhe shrugged, "My irresponsible father didn't tell me many things - including the fact that I should know where the hidden treasure of the Demon Gate is. .In fact, if I didn’t meet a young monk on the plane here, I wouldn’t even know about the magic door and hidden treasures.”

"Do you want to fool me?" The voice smiled contemptuously, "You think I don't know? You obviously went there five years ago!"

"What did you say?" Xue Zhe raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Don't think that you can hide things from many people. Five years ago when you were 20 years old, Xue Qirong should have told you the location of the hidden treasure of the Demon Sect - now you are still pretending not to know, don't you think I Will you patiently and slowly 'ask' you?"

The man's voice was harsh, but Xue Zhe fell silent.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and sighed a little tiredly: "Again, I really don't know... But there are some things, I want to understand."

"Oh?"

"Before I couldn't figure it out, if Xiao Amnesty was framed, who framed him?" Xue Zhe said calmly, "The Ice Palm is not a martial art that ordinary people can learn. On this side of the mountain, or it is thousands of miles away, who injured Lei Feixi?"

"I have guessed many possibilities, including that people from the An family lied to me—but considering an old classmate of mine, it shouldn't be—including that Yang Mian has already practiced Yin Yang Jue, and so on."

"But then I suddenly thought, if Lei Feixi was conspiring with someone from the beginning, then he is very likely to actively cooperate with this plan."

"So, the person who actually makes the shot just needs to wait somewhere, meet Lei Feixi, give him a slap, and let him go to the starting point of the game with injuries—that's all."

It's not impossible to suppress the cold air entering the body. Even if he didn't forgive the severe cold air in his body back then, he could still suppress it, and even keep his actions as usual—only he couldn't use force.

Then Lei Feixi, can't do it?

Suppressing the cold air is not an easy task, that's why Wu She had such an ugly face when he saw him at that time.

What he had to do afterwards was to find a suitable place, then give up resistance, and let the cold erode his body.

He couldn't shout—at least not at first, because the crowd had just dispersed at that time, and if Bu forgive happened to be walking with someone, he would be in trouble if he had witnesses...

I can only hold on until I pass out...

The reason for writing the word "Qingyue" is because these two words are his reliance?

"If you think about it this way, the person who might make the shot is not just the person at the starting point over there—the person who is with me is also possible."

"Who is it? Of course I'm going to ask my old man who likes to pretend to be mysterious and doesn't want to say anything - did he hand over Xuanyin to whom?"

"The answer he got was yes—he gave a copy to his cousin. Although a copy of the cheats can be practiced together, but based on his understanding of his cousin, if he gave a copy, then only one person can practice it. ... and who is that?"

"Coincidentally, one of the two brothers once had a fight with Xiao She - after the fight, the chill in his body was triggered, forcing him to suppress it with medicinal wine. This is enough to prove that he has never practiced 'Xuan Yin'."

"So the last real perpetrator can only be..."

Before Xue Zhe could say the last three words, the room suddenly brightened.

The bright vision for a moment dazzled him, and he took a few steps back subconsciously.

Blinking, he slowly raised his head and looked at the person standing not far from him.

He opened his mouth and added the last three words.

"...Xue Jihen."

He folded his hands and stood there with a cold and distant expression, completely missing the smiling face before.

"I didn't expect that the person who asked me to meet was actually you..." Xue Zhe was stunned, with a wry smile on his lips.

"No way, I also want to find someone to replace, but they... are really useless." Xue Jihen tilted his head, his voice was no longer hoarse before, and he returned to normal, "Unfortunately, your sensitivity is beyond mine. Imagine."

I thought that people who have been living in a peaceful world will be spoiled by an environment that is too gentle, but I never thought that even if the Xue family's blood is raised in a greenhouse, it can still grow highly poisonous flowers.

Originally, what he wanted to do was just a gentle "threat", but Xue Zhe's tough side was stimulated. As a last resort, he chose the second plan... What he got was that he found out his identity.

But...it's actually not that important.

At least, the chips are still in their own hands now.

"Since we've talked about it, let's be honest," Xue Jihen said with a sigh of relief, "Tell me where the magic door's treasure is, and I'll let Lei Feixi let your brother go."

"You asked him to provoke me?" Xue Zhe asked without answering.

"Yes," Xue Jihen admitted happily, "I thought that I could get what I wanted by scaring you, but unexpectedly...whether it is the strength of the 'Xue She' who suddenly appeared, or your nature, it is beyond my control. I expected."

"Are you the...retro-ism, leader?" Xue Zhe asked hesitantly, but Xue Jihen answered happily: "You mean 'retro-ism'? It seems that I really created it in my spare time."

"Why?" Xue Zhe almost blurted out.

"Why should I answer you?" Xue Jihen sneered.

"...Forget it then," Xue Zhe shrugged, "I know everything I want to know, now, I can go back—"

"Stop!" Seeing that Xue Zhe was about to turn around, Xue Jihen shouted, "You..."

"Is there a problem?" Xue Zhe stopped and tilted his head to look at Xue Jihen.

"Don't worry about..."

"So..." Xue Zhe smiled brilliantly, "Don't worry. Tomorrow, someone will testify that he saw the scene where you injured Lei Feixi. Moreover, this is an absolutely powerful witness. As for Lei Feixi... …If you can use any bargaining chip to buy him off, I can naturally."

"How is it possible..." Xue Jihen's eyebrows were twisted into knots - he has always acted cautiously, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to find out!

"Of course it's perjury, but as long as the facts are told and the identity of the witness is sufficient, that's enough confession for Wulin." Xue Zhe clapped his hands, "Witness...Of course, only those who have always been innocent and have a good reputation Good, and on the standpoint of being irreconcilable with my demon sect, there is absolutely no possibility of being bribed by me——Young Master Yang Mian."

The crisp footsteps suddenly sounded.

"You are so slow." Xue Zhe glanced at the person who walked in, and said calmly.

"Do you think it's easy to avoid other people's eyes and ears? What's more, I have to deal with your little devil." Yang Mian sighed deeply, "Next time, don't look for me..."

"I will remember." Xue Zhe turned his head away, but there was no trace of sincerity in his tone.

"You... two..." Xue Jihen looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Are you wondering why he would testify for me? It's very simple," Xue Zhe smiled slightly, "What about this guy, according to the relationship—"

"I want to call him 'senior brother'." Yang Mian answered with a wry smile.