Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 236 Conspiracy

On the platform by the river, two figures reappeared an hour later.

There are all kinds of swords and fishes!

Sea-related Golden Ao Fu Ao!

Yu Juluo held a long knife and came with the momentum of a great victory. His momentum was like a rainbow, his feet were firmly on the ground, his body was like a mountain, and he was overwhelming.

Fu Ao was dressed in brocade clothes, his eyes were like lightning, and his clothes were flickering as he walked, his aura was equally astonishing.

Before the two could make a move, a high-spirited fighting spirit spread throughout the audience.

Outside, everyone whispered.

"Yu Juluo just fought against Fairy Qiushui just now. Even if he wins, his strength will be lost. Now he has to face the even stronger Jin'ao, the chance of winning this time may not be great."

"I can't say that. Fu Ao's strength is not much different from Guo Xianzi's. Since Yu Juluo can beat Guo Xianzi, he probably can also win against Mr. Fu. What's more, he is also pursuing the victory with the momentum of a big victory. The chances of winning are not small."

"Are you from Dong'an Mansion? Do you really hope Luo Sheng wins?"

"It doesn't matter where you are from, it's just a matter of fact, and I also hope that Mr. Fu can win."

"snort!"

On the restaurant.

Feng Chaoen, the shadowless sword, looked sideways at the person who came:

"Miss Dong, I didn't expect you to come too. I thought that with your strength, you wouldn't care about winning or losing today."

"I'm very interested in Yujuluo." Dong Xiaowan came to the window with her hands behind her back, and looked at the two on the ring:

"Furthermore, Fu Ao is very sinister, he has never shown his true strength, and this time he can measure up to one or two. Under the pressure of Yu Juluo, I don't believe he can still hide."

"En." Feng Chaoen nodded and said:

"In your opinion, which of the two of them has a better chance of winning?"

"It's hard to say." Dong Xiaowan pondered:

"Yu Juluo is now in full swing, even if his true energy is slightly consumed, it will not damage his fundamentals, but Fu Ao has always been invisible to people."

"In comparison..."

She thought for a while and said:

"I'm still more optimistic about Yujuluo!"

"Why?" Feng Chaoen raised his eyebrows:

"Lao Ao hides very deeply, and he has to keep two moves when fighting me. If he loses too, I'm afraid he won't be a perfect opponent."

"Since getting married, Fu Ao has had a lot of scruples, and has lost the indomitable momentum he once had." Dong Xiaowan explained:

"The fish are different. Now that the momentum is in full swing, it is more in line with the rampant sword and sword, and the chance of winning is greater."

"En." Feng Chaoen nodded silently, with a more serious expression.

If Fu Ao loses, Yu Juluo will challenge him next.

another place.

a quiet room.

An old man with white hair on his temples was sitting cross-legged on a futon, drinking tea with another person.

The indoor tea fragrance is elegant and full of morality.

The person on the opposite side was dressed in white clothes, the clothes were extremely well-kept without any wrinkles, and his appearance was also extraordinary handsome, only his age was a little unpredictable.

Looking at his appearance, he was only around thirty, but his eyes looked like an old man, full of vicissitudes.

"Brother." The man in white put down the teacup, glanced outside casually, and said:

"Is this young man your child living outside?"

"Hmm." The old man lowered his eyebrows when he heard the words:

"I was confused in the early years, and I didn't expect to leave blood. Fortunately, this child did not disappoint."

"Not bad." The man in white nodded:

"There are only a handful of people in the Xuanyin Secret Pavilion who can temper their bodies to such a level with tigers, leopards, and thunder sounds. It is not in vain that you specifically seek this secret method."

In their sect, most of the disciples are suave and suave, and it's normal for them to mess around outside.

So the two have long been accustomed to this.

If the future talent is outstanding, I don't mind pulling in a hand, but if the talent is mediocre, just be a rich man.

"It's pretty hardworking." The old man nodded, hesitated a little, and asked:

"That one, is he really dead?"

These words caused the man in white to change his complexion slightly, he looked around subconsciously, and said in a low voice:

"It's been more than half a year, and the old man of the Lu family hasn't shown his face. Many people in the house have guessed that it's probably true."

"However, the Palace Master suppressed it, and no one said much."

"Hmm..." The old man's eyes showed some thought:

"Back then, Lu Guanlan was first attacked and besieged by the five sage envoys of the Xuanyi Sect and a group of innate masters. He was seriously injured, and then poisoned by Sun Wubing. He failed to die on the spot, which was beyond the expectations of many people."

"Although he has appeared occasionally in the past few years, he has never made a move. Some people suspect that his body has long been exhausted."

"Very likely……"

"No risk!" The man in white shook his head:

"In case this is a trap, Lu Guanlan is fine, or he still has the strength to fight. Even if he is seriously injured, everyone who shows up will be buried with him."

There was silence.

"A rare opportunity." The old man was silent for a long time before speaking again:

"The Lu Mansion has no backing. In this Dong'an Mansion, there are even the Rebel Alliance and the Xuanyi Sect hiding in the dark, who may strike at any time."

"In addition to the fact that the Lu Mansion has been brutally searched, tortured and killed frequently in recent years, not only the major forces, but even the guards in the mansion have criticized it a lot. If there is no old lady in charge, I am afraid that someone will have rebelled!"

"Otherwise, try it out?"

"How to test?" The man in white frowned:

"The means of cultivators are mysterious and unpredictable, and it is very common to search for traces. Have you forgotten the major forces that have been wiped out by the Lu family these years?"

"Hmm." The old man was silent.

"Besides." The man in white said again:

"It seems that some noble person has come to Dong'an Mansion recently. The Lu Mansion has a strict order that no one is allowed to cause trouble during this period, otherwise they will be punished!"

"What happened." The old man's eyes showed curiosity:

"Who can make the Lu family take it so seriously?"

"I don't know." The man in white shook his head:

"It's possible that he is a cultivator similar to the Lu family."

"Cultivation of Immortals..." The old man took a deep breath, his mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't help but express emotion:

"The separation between immortals and mortals is almost like a moat. I don't know how many people who practice martial arts want to step into the immortal path but they can't get it. However, some people are born with the ability to cultivate immortals. How unfair!"

"There has never been such a thing as fairness in this world." The man in white said in a cold voice:

"In the eyes of those poor people, we have never been aloof and unreliable."

"Da da……"

While speaking, footsteps sounded from outside.

"Come in!"

With a shout, several people opened the door and entered.

One of them was ashamed and cupped his fists towards the two of them:

"Senior, the people from Ziyangmen did not agree."

"Stupid!" The old man sneered:

"If that person really died of poisoning, how could the Ziyang Sect be spared with Lu's style?"

"Zhuang Yi is really confused!"

"It seems that he is still lucky." The man in white rested his chin on his hand and shook his head gently when he heard this:

"In the past few years, Ziyangmen has suffered heavy losses, but the taxes paid have been increasing year by year. It is admirable that people with the surname Zhuang can bear it."

"Senior." Another person stepped forward and said:

"The envoy sent a letter saying that the people in the Lu Mansion should not let the people of the Lu Mansion control the plague so as not to affect the plan. Please think of a way."

"I remember you." The old man looked at this person with a sneer on his face:

"Ge Yuan, isn't that the surviving disciple of the Lingsu Sect, but now he has joined the Xuanyi Sect?"

"Yes." A few years later, Ge Yuan has long since lost the youthfulness he once had, with gloomy brows, and he spoke again:

"My teacher can't spare a shot at the moment, and I hope the two of you can help."

The two in front of them are rumored to be scattered people from the rivers and lakes, but in fact they have their own backgrounds, and they are also middlemen connected by several major forces, and they are both innate masters.

Being able to co-operate under Lu's nose, without any accidents for many years, the means are naturally not weak.

"We don't understand the plague." The man in white said:

"As a disciple of the Lingsu Sect, you have extraordinary medical skills. I heard that you have learned the art of poisonous Gu in the past few years. What advice do you have?"

"Simple." Ge Yuan's expression was indifferent:

"As long as the people who can solve the plague are eliminated, no one will suppress them, and if there is enough time, the plague will naturally spread everywhere."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

"The disciples of the Suwen Lingsu School pay attention to the benevolence of the doctors. The first rule of the school is the way of medicine first. Unexpectedly..."

Ge Yuan's eyes sank:

"Ge has long been a disciple of the Lingsu Sect!"

"Okay, okay!" The man in white clapped his hands lightly, admiringly:

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small details. A man should be like this. Tell us your goals."

"Others are fine." Ge Yuan raised his head and said:

"However, there is one person who has superb medical skills and is proficient in theories of medicine, poison, and Gu. If he makes a move, he will definitely find a cure for the plague, and he must be eliminated."

"who?"

"Don't ask!"

"Doctor Mo?"

"Bastard!" Suddenly, the old man shouted angrily.

"What's wrong?" The man in white was taken aback.

"All the fish have lost." The old man withdrew his gaze, his face was gloomy and cold, with a taste of hatred for iron and steel.

"Losing?" The man in white also showed surprise:

"It's strange."

Even with the eyesight of the two of them, they were not optimistic about Fu Ao before, but unexpectedly they lost. Could it be that there is some expert behind Fu Ao giving advice?

…………

"Crunch... crunch..."

The carriage stopped in front of a village, Mo Qiu got out of the carriage and walked towards a thatched cottage.

"Young master!"

In front of the thatched cottage, a woman bowed to salute.

"En." Mo Qiu waved his hand:

"How is your brother?"

"Last night, I suddenly had a fever. I gave him medicine according to the method that the young master left in advance, and then he fell into a coma until now." The woman wrapped her head in a gray cloth, dressed as a peasant woman, with a sad face:

"I don't know if I can wake up."

"Don't worry, since the young master takes action, Yuxiang will be fine." Xu Yue stopped the carriage and comforted him slowly.

If there are acquaintances here, they will definitely recognize that this woman is Zhang Ziling, a disciple of Zeng Lingsu Sect.

years ago.

Yaogu was burned, Zhang Ziling escaped with his younger brother, but his parents did not escape.

The two fled to Ling County, where they planned to spend their lives in anonymity, but they didn't expect that a plague would hit the sky and cover the sky.

have no choice.

Zhang Ziling had no choice but to sneak back to Dong'an Mansion with her younger brother, but she couldn't find her and asked for medical treatment.

He also settled down here outside the city.

So when Dong Xizhou asked Mo Qiu to help solve the plague, he was actually relieved.

He has been studying this plague for a while, and there are signs of it.

After a while, Mo Qiu withdrew his finger to feel the pulse and said:

"Don't worry, this is a fever and coma caused by the fight between the righteousness in his body and the evil poison."

"It is estimated that I will sleep for half a day, but the symptoms will be greatly relieved after waking up, and then I will be able to drink some hot porridge to nourish my body for a few days."

"Yes." Zhang Ziling breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thank you son!"

"There is no need to be so polite." Mo Qiu said with a smile:

"In the next few days, Xu Yue will help you arrange an identity. When the time comes, you will directly enter the city and stay with me temporarily, which will be convenient for you to take care of."

"Yes Yes."

Zhang Ziling's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head subconsciously.

Back then, her parents planned to marry her to Mo Qiu, but after that, the two became masters and servants as well as friends.

Later, the Lingsu School changed drastically, and Sun Wubing settled in.

Until the medicine valley was burned...

Everything has changed!

Under the night, the carriage that had been staying for a long time slowly left the village and headed towards the inner city with the crisp bells.

at the same time.

Two figures appeared near the courtyard where Mo Qiu lived, looking at each other with murderous intent.

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