The villain has a white moonlight

The tomb keeper was exhausted and collapsed in a pool of blood, the lantern rolled to the side, and another figure was walking quickly between the tombstones like a black cat.

The tomb robber was dressed in black night clothes, and was tightly wrapped up, and he was carrying the corpse of Dong Gongyue.

Ji Wuxian stopped the man from retreating before he reached the wall, and said coldly, "Put him down."

The other party gasped slightly, neither letting go nor answering, his black and white eyes were full of vigilance.

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the orange light of the torch illuminated the misty cold night. It was the monks of the Donggong family who were watching the night.

The gravedigger raised his palm and hit the red-clothed youth hard, and the latter directly faced each other with his palms facing each other. The two palms clashed in all directions, and the rocks flew into the air, and the black-clothed man already vomited blood.

"Where did you come from, dare to break into my Donggong family's tomb at night!" The head of the Donggong family was tall and tall, wearing a golden robe, silent, but the mustache next to him shouted.

After seeing clearly who the Night Pedestrian was carrying on his back, the character Hu raised his eyebrows even more angrily: "Shameless thief! Put down the suzerain!"

The Taoist who held the mirror was also among the group of monks, with fluttering white clothes and a dusty temperament.

The man raised his palm and slapped Ji Wuxian fiercely. The latter was about to receive the attack, but saw his palm slashing at the nearby tombstone. Arrows were fired from hidden places around the cemetery, rushing towards the group of monks roaring, and the monks were chaotic. Zuo group drew their swords to face each other.

"Damn it! This villain actually knows about the organization of my Donggong family's cemetery!" Someone scolded.

Ji Wuxian had jumped in front of Fu Mengsheng, sheathed her heart, the light of the knife pierced the moonlight, cut off the rain of arrows, and took the lead in breaking the arrow array that trapped Fu Mengsheng, while the thieves had already taken the opportunity to escape. Wall fled the scene.

"Is my friend okay?" Ji Wuxian turned sideways, concerned in a low voice.

"The Daozi is still safe." Fu Mengsheng also said softly, "The body of the suzerain of the Eastern Palace should not be in trouble. Three days later, Daozi will be waiting for his friends at the Donggong's house."

"Understood, Fu Mengsheng, take care of yourself."

"Don't worry."

When Ji Wuxian left, he swung the saber in his backhand violently, the crescent-like light of the saber pierced the night, cutting down several points where the arrows were fired into ruins at once, trapping the arrow array of the monks It was also broken instantly.

"What a beautiful sword technique, breaking through the formation so cleanly, I admire it." A monk praised.

"It's not breaking the array, it's destroying it! Do you know how difficult it is to repair this arrow array?!" Another monk said angrily.

"The red-clothed swordsman with such destructive power, could it be that he is..." The monk glanced at his companions around him, everyone was stunned, and then thought of a name at the same time, Ji Wuxian!

However, the young man in red jumped out of the wall and chased after the man in black.

The character mustache recovered from the shock, and shouted: "What are you doing here? The suzerain can't fall into the hands of the dog, hurry up and chase me!"

The group of monks hurriedly hunted down the thief with their swords in hand.

Only the head monk and Fu Mengsheng were left at the scene, and the monk clasped his fists at Fu Mengsheng and said, "Daoist Fu Mengsheng, one of the eight gates of the lower East Palace, the master of the East Palace Shenhe, has long admired Taoist Master Qingyu."

"It's just a false name." Fu Mengsheng said with a smile.

"Buguiya, Hongze Lake, and the Taoist priest can escape from that demon Ji Wuxian, there must be something extraordinary." Donggong Shenhe stared at the Taoist in white with sharp eyes, "Tonight, the Taoist priest is watching While worshiping the Patriarch, Ji Wuxian was biting the dog with the tomb robber, light and shadow, righteousness and evil, the contrast is so sharp, I am very moved."

"Ha." Fu Mengsheng chuckled lightly, and the dust in his arms fluttered in the night wind.

"Three days later, the main family will have a meeting with the sub-helm eight sects to discuss the succession of the new suzerain. I'm sorry, please follow me back to the Donggong family. Would you like to attend the meeting?"

Although the tone was polite and polite, there was a hint of pressure.

"Okay." Fu Mengsheng said calmly, his tone was gentle and calm, "Daozi had this intention in the first place."

Three days later, several sect masters from the sub-helm of the Shushan East Palace gathered in the Songfeng Hall and sat in two rows on the floor. Apart from Fu Mengsheng, there were also several other respected and famous representatives of the Shu region. Shenying.

"These days, everyone has worked hard. Today's meeting is about the succession of the new suzerain. According to the usual practice, the suzerain should preside over the meeting, but the elder brother..." Donggong Shenying's eyes dimmed, "I was murdered by villains, so, Let me preside over it, do you have any objections?"

"The suzerain's funeral is over. With the current situation, the Donggong family really can't be without a master for a day." An elderly sect master pondered.

"Brother Ying, you are the deputy sect master. Of course it's no problem for you to preside over the meeting." Another sect master nodded.

Donggong Shenying was about to speak again when he heard Donggong Shenyue lightly asking, "Why isn't Donggong Shenyue here on such an important occasion?"

"Shenhe, besides elder brother's birthday, how many times does Shenyue have to be present on the important occasions of the Donggong family? Let alone such meetings." The elder sect master frowned.

"That's right, Eleventh Brother is used to loafing around, so it's normal for him not to participate in this kind of meeting." A dark-skinned sect master said disapprovingly, "Besides, even if he comes, he won't be able to sit still if he adds an extra chair."

Naturally, Donggong Shenyue was not taken seriously, the expressions of the attendees were all different, Fu Mengsheng had a calm face, while the other sect masters had surprisingly consistent mocking expressions.

Donggong Shenyue, who was weak and sickly since she was a child, had poor foundation and was unable to do any great things, but she was quite fond of Donggong Yue. The people in the clan were already dissatisfied, and they pushed out the sick child openly and secretly, but Donggong Shenyue didn't take it seriously. Simply go out to visit mountains and rivers, make countless friends with foreign surnames, and only get close to Dong Gongyue when he comes back. He always smiles at his servants and ignores them, his peers. Naturally, this kind of dissatisfaction will no longer be necessary after Dong Gongyue's death. restraint.

Donggong Shenhe snorted coldly: "I don't care if he sits securely or not. It's just that the eldest brother has just passed his seventh birthday, and now his body has been stolen by thieves and his whereabouts are unknown. Someone is busy taking the position. It's too powerful."

"Shenhe, what nonsense are you talking about?" Bazihu ​​slammed the tea bowl on the table, and was about to curse, Donggong Shenying raised his hand to stop it.

"Brother passed away, we are all very sad, Shenyue is too sad, chronic illness is difficult to heal, and now I am bedridden and unable to participate in this meeting, I am also very sorry." The person in the main seat said patiently, "But the road for the living is still long, Now that there are frequent disasters in the cultivation world, we should also unite to the outside world."

Donggong Shenhe raised his head, and gave Donggong Shenying a cold look: "It's a stern remark, I'm afraid you feel ashamed in your heart."

"Donggong Shenhe, enough is enough." Donggong Shenying closed his eyes, "According to the usual practice, I could have been directly promoted to suzerain. Since some people are not convinced, then let everyone vote by raising their hands. Whoever gets the most votes will be the suzerain."

"Brother Ying, why bother, you are the deputy suzerain appointed by the suzerain. Everyone can see how much you have paid for the family over the years, and you will do your part as suzerain." The young sect master raised his hands first.

The other five sect masters also raised their hands one after another, and Donggong Shenhe was gripping the armrest of the chair, angry but speechless.

Suspicious in my heart, but there is no evidence to prove it, and now the body of my eldest brother is unknown, and the truth is even more difficult to reveal, which is hateful.

"Since the voting result has been announced, there is nothing to argue about. From now on, I will be Zong..." Donggong Shenying hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by a chuckle from Liang Shang.

All the sect masters present were shocked, after coming for so long, no one noticed that there were outsiders in Songfengtang!

Looking at the prestige, Qi Qi was even more startled.

Leaning lazily on the beam was a young man in red, with a handsome face and high curly hair, with a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, he leisurely swayed there with his legs crossed.

Fu Mengsheng's lips curled up into a gentle smile.

"Ji Wuxian?!" The young sect master asked uncertainly.

"It's me." Ji Wuxian lowered his head, looking down at the group of people with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Everyone avoided those beautiful golden eyes, fearing that if they took one more look, their souls would be hooked away.

"I don't know why the ghost head came to my Donggong clan, what's the matter." Donggong Shenying was calm.

"I'm here to return the body of the suzerain of the East Palace." Ji Wuxian jumped off the beam and landed lightly like a red bird, staring at the human being on the main seat.

"Ji Wuxian! Are you so kind? Don't play tricks in front of us." The black-skinned man scolded, "Get out of my East Palace..."

Ji Wuxian gave him a cold look, and the latter shrank back and leaned back in the chair, not daring to say another word.

"Dare to ask Guishou, where is the body of the eldest brother?" Donggong Shenying said calmly.

"Behind you."

Donggong Shenying suddenly stood up, turned around and took a step back, looking behind him, there was a mica screen with a cold moon and lotus.

He took a deep breath, walked around behind the screen, and the other sect masters followed immediately. He saw Dong Gongyue lying on a jade mat, his remains still intact.

"Thank you Guishou, brother can finally re-enter the earth in peace." Donggong Shenying caressed his heart and murmured.

"That's it?" Ji Wuxian raised an eyebrow.

"Whatever gift the ghost leader wants, just ask, and Shenying will do his best."

"I want Snow Clothes Gu." Ji Wuxian smiled.

Donggong Shenying frowned slightly: "I'm sorry, but I can't agree."

"I can't agree because the Snow Clothes Gu has been used up, right?" Ji Wuxian's golden eyes shone with a sharp light, filled with a warm smile.

"Ji Wuxian, don't talk black and white!" Someone said angrily.

"Is there a doctor here? How about going to examine the body of the Sect Master of the Eastern Palace?" Ji Wuxian's eyes drifted away, and he smiled, "Huh? Isn't this the Daoist Priest Xiaoyue Xingshen Fumengsheng? How about you go? "

"Presumptuous! Daoist Fu Mengsheng is a distinguished guest of my Donggong family, how can you order him around." Donggong Shenying seemed to have been irritated.

Donggong Shenhe, who had been watching silently, got up and bowed to Fu Mengsheng: "Shenhe has doubts about the death of elder brother, so please ask Master Fu Mengsheng to perform an autopsy on elder brother."

"Tomiya Shenhe!" Tomiya Shinei's body trembled with anger.

"Since Luo Yafeng was injured by elder brother's red thread golden bell, it can be seen that he couldn't get close to elder brother's body, let alone stabbed elder brother in the back. At that time, there was a third person at the scene." Donggong Shenhe said calmly, "Elder brother vs. Yafeng, there are people behind him who are unsuspecting, except for the top master who can hide his aura, there are only people he knows and trusts, even so, he will not be killed by a knife....

While everyone hesitated, Donggong Shenhe invited Fu Mengsheng again.

Fu Meng went to check before he was alive, and Donggong Yue's place was really Snow Clothes Gu, with a light sigh, he announced the result, everyone was shocked.

"The Snow Clothes Gu has been sealed away on the Laughing Platform, only the suzerain can go there." A sect master said awkwardly.

"Rules are used to restrain people who observe etiquette," Donggong Shenhe glanced at everyone present, and said with a sneer, "If the deputy suzerain has the heart, he can naturally do it."

"Donggong Shenying! You don't spout blood!" Donggong Shenying said angrily.

"That's right, who was the eldest brother drinking tea with before the accident? I think Donggong Shenyue is the one who has the most chance to lay a Gu?" The young sect master echoed.

"Ahem, what's going on..." A cough came from outside the door, and Donggong Shenyue, who was dressed in gold, was pale and sickly, and smiled helplessly: "It seems that I came at an inopportune time."