Chapter 49 Variation

Liang Xiangling did not answer Yan Ji's words. Her eyes turned a few times and asked, "What do you think?" Didn't you say you knew her very well? What do you think in your heart?

Yan Ji turned his head, met Liang Xiangling's eyes, and said resolutely, "She's not!"

Liang Xiangling looked at him in a staring way, and her bright eyes were as clear as water, reflecting Yan Ji's figure in it.

She looked at Yan Ji and was silent for a long time before saying, "Did you see the figure flying away from Qingzhu Xianju that day? I checked it. The man flew away using the body footwork of the Demon Gate Holy Dragon Sect. How can this be explained?

"How can I explain it?" Yan Ji frowned, and his eyes flashed with a breathtaking cold light. He said coldly, "Do you even suspect your sister? Are you looking like a senior sister?

Liang Xiangling met his wink and said without hesitation, "Then don't you doubt it? You don't doubt why you have to ask me again? You're not a fool, and I'm not a fool."

Yan Ji's heart was touched and deliberately avoided her eyes and dared not look at her. After a moment of silence, Yan Ji stood up from the big stone and turned away.

"Don't doubt the people around you at will. You should understand this." This is what he left before he left.

The autumn wind slowly brushed, and the coolness was bursts. She still stood still, looking at the distant place where the figure of the young man in blue disappeared. In the clear eyes, there is a bright luster.

Qingzhu Xianju, dead silence, no one, no light, dark.

This night, he was not in Qingzhu Xianju and didn't know where he went.

She is not here, and the other one is no longer there.

Qingzhu Xianju is like a deserted village, and some are just the gray-backed wolf dog.

Although it was late at night, the Sanqing Hall was indeed brightly lit, especially the Sanqing Hall, which was illuminated like day by dense candlelight.

The most sacred place of Sanqing View is magnificent and magnificent as the Heavenly Palace. Above the magnificent hall, there are 70 or 80 people standing or sitting. They stand in seven teams. They are the leaders of the elites of the seven factions, either the leaders of the faction or the elders who hold power, including Guangyun Zhenren and Chu Jiangkai, the owner of Tianyi Pavilion.

"Guangyun Taoist priest! Why hasn't your master Guang Chengzi come yet? Didn't he say that he would discuss the alliance tonight and elect an alliance leader?

The person who asked was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He was Chen Jichang, the head of the Yanshan School.

Guangyun Zhenren was also anxious and kept paing in the hall. Hearing Chen Jichang's inquiry, the head of Yanshan, he said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the head teacher will encounter something urgent, so I have to delay it for a while, but don't worry, if you say that you will come, you will never break the appointment."

Chen Jichang also said nothing more. He returned to the chair and sat down and waited patiently.

In the hall, the elites of the seven schools are of uneven, some with crane hair and childish faces, some are like 60-year-olds, and there are young talents in their twenties. Such people are skillful, but in fact they are hundreds of years old.

Among the people in Huashan Tianyi Pavilion, a strange light flashed in Chu Jiang's eyes. Suddenly, he stood up from the chair and said loudly, "Genie, there is a crucial thing to say!"

The heroes were stunned, looked at Chu Jiang and said one after another, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly!"

Chu Jiangkai looked solemn and said, "Previously, I dared not say it directly due to the strength of the Three Qingguan, but now there are heroes here, and I have no scruples."

Guangyun Zhenzhen immediately heard the meaning of his words and shouted coldly, "How do you say this? Is it possible that I bullied you? You have to get justice in front of the heroes.

A woman's voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Master Chu might as well make it clear. Don't be mysterious and suspicious, which will ruin the unity of my seven major factions."

The speaker is a middle-aged Taoist nun. It is the Ziweiguan who lives in the same mountain as the Sanqingguan. She has the same clan as the Sanqingguan, and her words are obviously full of the meaning of maintaining the Sanqingguan.

Chu Jiang smiled and said, "Then I will explain the words. Everyone must also know Guang Yizhen, the elder of Sanqingguan. The day before yesterday, I found that Guangyi Zhenren actually obeyed the demon religion and became the military master of Youao, the saint of the demon religion."

Everyone was dumb. After a long time, the hall exploded. For a moment, there was a lot of surprise, and the faces of the heroes changed greatly. Some didn't believe it, and some were stunned.

Guangyun Zhenren was furious and asked Chu Jiang, "Do you think my brother Guangyi and I have obeyed the Demon Sect? Do you have any real evidence? If you can't take it out, don't blame me for turning against Sanqingguan and your Tianyi Pavilion!"

Luoyun Zhenren also said, "Yes! Chu Ge mainly shows real evidence, otherwise you will frame others.

The heroes also felt that this was reasonable and responded one after another, "Yes, come up with evidence!"

Chu Jiang's face was calm and nodded, "Of course there is evidence," he said. He took out a pen from his arms and introduced it to everyone, "This pen is Guangyi's real magic weapon 'Fuxi pen', which is a magic weapon he never leaves. That day, when I secretly investigated the demon religion, I accidentally found Guangyi real people with the demon religion. Unexpectedly, he also found me and wanted to kill me. This was what I snatched from him when I fought with him.

"Take it to me!" The speaker is a 60-year-old man, with white hair and thin body. He is the powerful grandson of Shaohua.

He took the Fuxi pen and carefully checked and identified it. Finally, he determined that the magic weapon was true and did not forge it. He looked solemn and asked Guangyun Zhenren, "This magic weapon is indeed true. I have old friends with Guangyi Zhenren. I recognize this treasure. How do you explain this?"

Guangyun Zhenren took over Fuxi's pen and recognized that this treasure was indeed his brother Guangyi's magic weapon. Guangyi is missing now, and he can't find a reason to prove his brother's innocence. He is very anxious, and sweat has appeared on his forehead.

"Yes! How do you explain it, Daochang Guangyun? The heroes forced to ask questions one after another.

Before Guangyun Zhenren could speak, he heard Chu Jiang say: "I heard from the mouth of the demon religion that Youao sent his daughter Youlan to come to Sanqing to watch the undercover as an orphan of Qianjian Villa. Why did Guangyi Zhenren take her under the door? It's just to protect her. If she is accepted as a disciple by others, it must be easy to be found.

After hearing the news, the heroes could no longer stand it and stood up from their chairs one after another. Some people questioned Guangyun Zhenren, "Are you worried about raising tigers in Sanqingguan? How can I teach you to believe in your three clear views?

The elders of Sanqingguan, led by Guangyun Zhenren, were sweating with great worry and only said, "This matter must be Chu Jiang's opening words. It needs to be verified. Haven't you seen it with your own eyes?"

The Ziweiguan, led by Luoyun Zhenren, was calm and said one after another, "Don't mess up. This matter still needs to be found out!"

"What else is there to check? Maybe there are other people in Sanqingguan who have something to do with the magic religion. You Ziweiguan and Sanqingguan are in the same family, so naturally you have to help talk."

The speaker was Fu Yue, the suzerain of Wolong Sect in Zhongnan Mountain. Under his leadership, the Wolong Sect followed suit, in intention to emphasize Sanqingguan's collusion with the demon religion.

There was a mess on the hall. At the instigation of the Wolongzong, the heroes almost had to deal with the Sanqing audience elders.

At the time of chaos, the Sanqing Hall suddenly emerged, and more than ten rays of light shone rapidly, hitting the unprepared chaotic crowd. When the Sanqing Hall bleed into a river, the bodies flew across the river.

When everyone looked at it, the people who took the action were more than ten people in Tianyi Pavilion led by Chu Jiangkai. Before they could react, the three Qing Hall suddenly flashed with black light, and black silk lines emitting repeated black gas flew quickly among the crowds. The people stained with black lines fell to the ground as if they were very poisonous.

"Black evil poison silk!" There are many people who recognize this magic weapon.

The right path are all good people with profound cultivation. Although they have not been prepared and do not carry any powerful magic weapons, they can also shake the "black evil thread" with their strong and true spirit.

The people who attacked Tianyi Pavilion immediately jumped up and retreated to the gate of Sanqing Hall.

The heroes were stunned. After a long time, they tried their best to calm down and pointed to the people in Tianyi Pavilion: "What are you doing?" Black evil poison silk is a magic weapon of the magic religion, which actually appeared in the hands of your Tianyi Pavilion. Have you defected to the demon religion?

Chu Jiang sneered and said, "Yes!" After saying that, the black gas in his hand was strong, and the whole hall was surrounded by black smoke in an instant.

In the black smoke, the silk thread is dense and dense as a net. Although the heroes of Zhengdao can resist smoke and poison with true gas, they also suffered heavy casualties.

At this moment, I only heard a shout of killing outside the Sanqing Hall, and the crowd came from all sides like a tide, surrounding the Sanqing Hall. The crowd was divided into three strands: the disciples of the Hell Gate embroidered with skulls on their clothes, the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect embroidered with various dragons on their clothes, and the disciples of Lianhua Valley embroidered with blood-colored lotus flowers on their clothes. The three schools of the Demon Sect all came together and silently attacked Sanqingguan.

When the righteous people protruding from the roof of the Sanqing Hall saw this scene, they were even more stunned and couldn't speak. The suzerain of Wolong shouted at Guangyun Zhenren and asked, "How did the three schools of the Demon Sect attack your three Qingguan silently? Don't you have thousands of disciples? Have they all been destroyed?

Guangyun Zhenren didn't know why. None of the elders of Sanqingguan expected the arrival of this matter. They were stunned and said, "We don't know what's going on."

Is there more than thousands of disciples in the Three Qing View? A total of more than 2,000 backbone elites who brought alliances with major factions did not prevent the attack of the demons. Have thousands of righteous people been killed?

Fu Yue snorted coldly and asked, "Did you Sanqing Guan release water for the demon religion? It's so easy for them to go up the mountain. No wonder you, Guang Chengzi, who is in charge, hasn't appeared yet. Maybe this alliance is simply a treachery plan for you to unite with the demon religion to kill my righteous alliance!"

His words immediately aroused public reflection, and many people felt that what he said was reasonable.

The audience elders of Sanqing rushed up angrily and retorted harshly, "Don't slander people. I have been standing in Sanqing for more than 700 years, and I have never been irrecon terms with the demon religion. How can I collude with the demon religion!"

The crowd quarreled again and forgot that it was the critical moment of the Demon Gongshan.

"Now is not the time to say this! Hurry up and fight against the enemy!"

Luo Yun, the owner of Ziwei, shouted, and the righteous people woke up and no longer hesitated. They put the overall situation first and took action against the enemy one after another.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, dozens of lights suddenly hit behind the righteous heroes rushing forward, and they hit the defenseless righteous heroes together.

Guangyun Zhenren was hit hard and tried his best to stand firm. He pointed to the Wolongzong who made a sneak attack and asked, "You, you have also defected to the demon religion? No wonder you sang and drank with Tianyi Pavilion and slandered me.

Fu Yue shook his head and smiled, "My Wolong Sect is a branch of the Holy Dragon Sect. How can I rely on it?"

Guangyun Zhenren's face was pale, and his heart gradually cooled down. He smiled and said, "We didn't even think that your Wolong Sect is a branch of the Holy Dragon Sect of the Demon Sect. You have really spent a hundred years of painstaking efforts!"