Chapter 30 Truth

The muscles on Yang Zhiqing's face twitched fiercely, and his face darkened and said, "No comment!"

A trace of cunning flashed in Huo Xiangtian's eyes. He looked at Yang Zhiqing, then turned his head to look at Zhang Ziguang and said, "Do you really want to know!"

"Think!" Zhang Ziguang nodded heavily, and his voice sounded like broken ice and jade, saying resolutely.

"Then I'll tell you!" Huo Xiangtian smiled and waved one hand, and the huge water curtain appeared again.

Zhang Ziguang's face showed a confused and surprised expression. Because he was still sleeping when his memory appeared on the water screen just now, he did not know what the role of this strange magic array was.

"Let's get started." A faint white light appeared in Huo Xiangtian's hand and said with a smile.

"Wait!" At this moment, Yang Zhiqing's voice suddenly came. His eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Huo Xiangtian. His voice was cold without any emotion. He said, "If you dare to say this matter, I will let your secret public in the world."

While he was talking, Ouyang also looked at Huo Xiangtian with cold eyes.

Hearing this dialogue, everyone in the field had a shocked expression on their faces. Huo Xiangtian was in the heart of the Central Plains practitioners, but he was like a god, and now he was threatened.

Huo Xiangtian's face sank, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He already understood what the secret Yang Zhiqing had just mentioned was, so he couldn't help but be entangled.

After a moment of meditation, there was a cold smile on his face and said, "Since you know my secret, you might as well say it, but after Zhang Ziguang's matter is clear!"

With that, before Yang Zhiqing could react, he pushed his palm forward, and the white light shot on the water curtain, and the picture on the water curtain shook again. A handsome man handed over a baby to the beautiful woman beside him, and then the latter rose to the sky on a giant bird. However, not long after, the woman encountered an obstacle and the child slipped from her hand. Finally, the child was taken away and adopted by a kind-hearted villager.

"Zhang Yufei? Li Yuehua?" Qingyang's real face changed greatly and he was surprised. And Ouyang Hong's face also began to become shocked.

Immediately, the picture appeared a twist, and a bright moonlit night appeared in front of everyone.

The fire was soaring, and the blood converged into the flowing river, staying at the feet of the man in white.

He was covered with blood and came out of the sea of fire step by step. The long sword in his hand dripped blood. In front of him, a child ran desperately, but was hung on his sleeve by a branch and fell down.

Zhang Ziguang's eyes are full of blood red again, which is a memory hidden in his heart that he can't bear to read!

Others were stunned when they saw this scene. They never thought that this gentle-looking man would have such a bloody and brutal side.

On the picture, the man in white stopped in front of the fallen child, and the long sword in his hand slowly raised. Seeing this, everyone held their breath, and some disciples who were slightly less determined screamed.

However, the blood-red sword with the sound of breaking the wind suddenly stopped in the air. On the picture, the eyes of the man in white flashed with surprise, and his green eyes returned to their usual color.

He saw a wolf-shaped tattoo in the place where the child's sleeves were cracked.

Seeing this, almost everyone suddenly stood up from their seats. They looked at Zhang Ziguang, who was frozen in place, their lips trembled and couldn't speak.

After a long silence, I don't know who recovered and said, "Zhang's descendants?!"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and there was unprecedented ** and panic in the hall, and even Qingyang real people gasped quickly. He didn't expect that this highly valued disciple who had been around him for ten years would be the descendant of the Zhang family who had a deep hatred for them.

"Fake....... Fake... Everything is fake! An angry roar came from Zhang Ziguang's mouth. He suddenly pulled out the moon cloud sword, pointed to Huo Xiangtian, and said angrily, "These pictures are all fake. They are all forged by you, right?"

Huo Xiangtian stared at the crazy teenager and said nothing, while Yang Zhiqing beside him sneered and said, "Of course these are fake. You don't have the wolf-shaped tattoo I saw on your arm."

"This is not necessarily!" After a moment of silence, Huo Xiangtian suddenly said, "Let's continue to watch!"

In the hall, the sound of rapid breathing came one after another, but everyone's eyes moved to the water curtain again. They all had a hunch that things were more than that simple.

Just as everyone stabilized their breath, a dazzling sword light suddenly shot into the water curtain, and the space shattered like a mirror!

Yang Zhiqing actually launched an attack at this time!

"Break!" A violent shout came from Huo Xiangtian's mouth. As soon as the sword light came into contact with the water curtain, the latter squirmed strangely a few times and swallowed the sword light.

Yang Zhiqing stared at Huo Xiangtian fiercely and frowned slightly.

On the water curtain, Yang Zhiqing shouted crazily like a beast. Suddenly, there were a few broken sounds in the sky. He seemed to suddenly realize something. His eyes lit up and stunned the child in front of him with one elbow.

Immediately, he took out a medicine bag from his waist as quickly as possible, took out some herbs from it and applied it to the child's tattoo. The wolf-shaped tattoo immediately disappeared, and the skin there became flat and tender, no different from other parts.

After doing all this, he picked up the child and put it in a place where the sea of fire could not spread, turned into a light, rose to the sky, and quickly disappeared into the dark night sky.

Shortly after he left, several disciples dressed as swordsmen flew down from the air, looked at the rolling flames and piled up corpses, with an angry face. Then they rushed into the village and found that the child was still breathless, so they took him and left.

After the picture, the water curtain was distorted again and then disappeared.

This is..." Qingyang Zhenren's eyes narrowed and said in surprise, "The magic medicine! It turned out that the tattoo was covered by the magic medicine.

Zhang Ziguang's body suddenly twitched, and now the evidence is conclusive, and he really can't believe it.

"Hmm!" A cold hum came from Yang Zhiqing's mouth. He stared at Huo Xiangtian and said coldly, "God knows where these pictures came from. Maybe you faked them."

Huo Xiangtian smiled gently and said, "Actually, these come from your memory. This light curtain, called the smoke cloud array, can unconsciously explore people's hearts, hehe."

Yang Zhiqing's face changed. He has seen the smoke and cloud array, which is almost exactly the same as this magic array that forms a light curtain. Moreover, this kind of magic array is often used when investigating cases. It can not only penetrate into people's hearts and reflect the original appearance of things, but also will not lie.

"Since you still have doubts, please ask Zhang Ziguang to roll up your sleeves. Yes or no, we will know at a glance." Huo Xiangtian looked indifferent and said slowly.

Zhang Ziguang nodded and rolled up his sleeves. He also wanted to know from the bottom of his heart whether what was shown on the picture was true.

At the moment his arm was exposed, a light came from Huo Xiangtian's hand and shot on his lower arm. Yang Zhiqing's face turned pale at this moment!

Everyone looked at the teenager's arm with concentration. On his little arm, a piece of flat skin suddenly bulged and advanced. A wolf-shaped tattoo leaped in front of everyone, engraved vividly, as if it were real.

"It's really a descendant of the Zhang family!" Looking at all this, Qingyang said viciously, his eyes flashed and his face was suspicious, and then he said, "Is Zhang's swordsmanship?"

Zhang Ziguang did not answer. At this moment, his brain was completely white. Just now, he was still a righteous disciple of the bloody battle with the monster, but now he has become a disgraceful descendant of the Zhang family. This huge gap made his heart painful.

And the faces of Yunkong, Lu Bingyan, Ouyang Juan and others also sank at this moment.

"So you didn't kill him because he is your sixth brother's child." A trace of sarcasm flashed in Huo Xiangtian's eyes and sneered.

Yang Zhiqing quickly walked to Zhang Ziguang, who was still confused, blocked him behind him, pointed to Huo Xiangtian, and said angrily, "Well, you Chu Yuezhi, you have to take an inch. Humph, you can't get out of Shushan today!"

While talking, Ouyang Hong also stood up, and the cold light of the sword in his hand surged, emitting an aggressive murderous opportunity.

The people in the hall were shocked again, and the two people in front of them actually wanted to take action against Huo Xiangtian.

A cold smile appeared at the corners of Huo Xiangtian's mouth and said, "Well, do you still want to stop me?" With that, a magnificent momentum burst out, and all the tables and chairs in the hall burst in an instant. On Huo Xiangtian's face, a mask fell down, revealing another mature and handsome face.

The whole audience was shocked! Daoqian Zhenren stood unsteadily and almost fell to the ground.

Huo Xiangtian actually pretended to be a human!

Looking at this face with a shocked face, Zhang Ziguang felt a little familiar. When the light appeared, he suddenly sounded. This person was the master who had played with him in Shanshen Mountain, Chu Yuezhi!

At the moment when everyone lost their mind, Chu Yuezhi turned into a light and rushed to Zhang Ziguang. An angry roar was deafening: "Return my purple mysterious ring!"

Feed the strong wind spreading on his face, Zhang Ziguang couldn't help stepping back a few steps. For the first time, he felt that he was so weak in front of the enemy that he didn't even have the courage to fight back.

With a crisp sound, Chu Yuezhi flew back and fell to the ground. A shiny short ruler appeared on his hand, and opposite him, Yang Zhiqing was still in front of Zhang Ziguang, and the long sword wind turned over the flames and appeared in front of him.

"Go!" Turned his head, Yang Zhiqing whispered to Zhang Ziguang.