Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

The worst idea is that Jun Yan first grabs He Ling and pretends to treat Duan Xuan, and he wants his life. Wen Jing went to the clouds a few days ago, otherwise Jun Yanzhi may also arrest him.

Hurry and see, don't make a big disaster!

Wen Jing jumped into the air.

Liu Yan groaned and shouted behind him: "How do you go now? Your brother is still busy!"

Wen Jing couldn't wait for him to finish, and he ran away.

Liu Yan crawled up with hate and hate, whispered: "It’s just that I haven’t seen it for more than a month, and I don’t have to rush into this look!"

Wen Jing wiped his forehead and was so anxious that he had a hot sweat.

He had just bathed, and he didn't have time to sort out the wet hair. He only wore a thin white coat and wetly attached it to his body. Wen Jing usually practiced a lot of swords, and his body was not bad. The clothes were slightly translucent, and the muscles that were tight and well-proportioned were obvious.

Wen Jing was in a hurry and stood outside the Duan Xuan door. There was no sound at all. He couldn't wait, and kicked the door and excited: "Senior brother is slow! You listen to me!"

In the room, four eyes immediately shot at him.

Jun Yan's image is the same as usual, a plain green Tsing Yi belt, sitting on a wooden chair by the bed, with no expression. Even though Wen Jing was rushing in, he did not show any emotions, as if nothing had happened, and looked at him calmly. Then, the two eyes looked at him up and down without incident, and frowned and moved to the side.

Wen Jing’s heart was sour and bitter, but he didn’t dare to look at him. He forcibly looked at Duan Xuan, who was half-sitting on the bed, and opened his mouth slightly.

Duan Xuan is not only okay, but also awake! Jun Yanzhi did not start with him...

Duan Xuan’s face was pale and seemed to be very ill, but his face was cold and gloomy, and his sword looked at him with the same look.

"If you don't knock on the door, come in, what's the matter?"

"I……"

Liu Yan walked in with a low head and whispered: "Master doesn't get angry. The younger brother has just returned from the cloud for more than a month. Maybe it hasn't been seen for a long time... Master and Junshi, and I thought it was awesome."

Wen Jing did not dare to imagine what Jun Yan was thinking, bowing: "........."

Duan Xuan's tone was slightly relieved: "Yan, I have no problem, you have worked hard for two days, first go back to rest."

"The disciple retire."

Jun Yanzhi did not say anything, but did not read Wen Jing, with a breeze out of the door.

Wen Jingying was in the same place, smelling the familiar, faint scent of vegetation, trying to catch up and not dare, bitterly sighing. Two months ago, I killed Jun Yan and tried to go out and look for the "Five Elements of the Yuan Jian Jian Fa" to discuss his goodness. He accidentally turned the inheritance of his family into a broken piece. What face does he have to see him now? ?

"Where are you going to travel?" Duan Xuan slowly asked.

Wen Jing bowed his head and said: "Go to the South Red Maple to go." He saw Duan Xuan nodded, did not say anything more, and carefully asked: "Master, the disciple heard something on the road, I feel weird in my heart, I want to ask Master."

"what's up?"

“Has the Master heard about the case of Hengyang Palace’s extinction more than a decade ago?”

Duan Xuan frowned at him: "What happened to you two? How do you ask me about Hengyang Palace?"

Wen Jing stayed: "...who asked?" Just finished, but the head turned again, whispered: "Jun brother has just asked?"

Duan Xuan bowed his head for a while, and seemed to remember the past that he did not want to recall. He said for a long time: "I don't know about the Hengyang Palace."

"When the Hengyang Palace was in trouble, what did Master hear about?" Wen Jing was not willing to ask.

Duan Xuan’s voice was severe: "I said, I don’t know about the Hengyang Palace. I didn’t hear anything at the time."

Wen Jing is weird. The big thing in Hengyang Palace will make the whole bamboo wind country troubled. Even if Duan Xuan is ignorant, I must have heard some news. How can I know nothing?

"Master was at the retreat at that time?" Wen Jing hardened his scalp and broke the casserole to ask the readers;

Duan Xuan looked at him coldly: "What the **** are you asking me to do?"

Wen Jing hangs his head and whispers: "When the disciple goes out, the road listens to people saying that the case of Hengyang Palace was awkward, it was a bit... curious. I thought that Master should have heard of it some time, so I just wanted to ask ask."

"What have you heard?" Liu Yumo asked behind him.

"The disciple heard that the case of Hengyang Palace was not made by Yun Shaoyi in the past, but was framed by people."

Duan Xuan frowned: "...What about you?"

Wen Jing was dumb, and after a while he said: "... curious."

Duan Xuan said coldly: "These thoughts are nosy, why don't you practice the sword?" He looked out of the window and didn't seem to want to say more. He said: "Go out, don't bother me with this."

Duan Xuan's appearance is not like lying, but it is absolutely concealed, and the look is very weird. Wen Jingsi came to think, completely guessed what happened in the past, and wished to go to discuss with Jun Yan.

Since he asked Duan Xuan about the Hengyang Palace in the past, he might also want to investigate it.

Do you want to find Jun Yanzhi? What should I say when I meet?

Now that he is in the air, he definitely doesn’t want to talk to himself...

Wen Jing thought for a long time, and his heart even took the initiative to greet the wound, it is not offensive to him, he was cut a sword and cut a sword, at least like a man to let him out, always stronger than a tortoise . He picked up the big turtle who was licking the fruit on the ground and flew out.

The wind is bleak and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

Far from the sound of fighting, the stone cracked, the birds screamed, and from time to time came sullen and called. Liu Yan’s strange voice broke: “You two stopped for me! No fight! He Ling, Jun Yanzhi, did you hear it?!”

Wen Jing scared the three souls off the two souls and half, how did the second brother come back?

He is now fighting with Jun Yan, isn’t he going to show up? Still not enough trouble!

"He Ling, Yan Zhi can't beat you! You have to kill him!" Liu Yan's voice trembled, his face was pale, almost yelling.

He Ling's hair was scattered, his face was scum, his white clothes were a bit dirty, his face was violently attacked by Jun Yan, and he seemed to have been mad at the madness: "This kid's repair is at least in Jindan. Don't believe him! He shut me down for a few days!"

One of Jun Yan’s words was not made, and he resisted it. He stumbled into the air and was covered in blood.

"He Ling! You stop!" Liu Yan's voice was hoarse and pulled out the sword. "You have to kill each other and die!"

"Two brothers!"

"stop fighting!"

Mo Shaoyan, who was hiding in the distance, and the Emerald People of Kuching also hurriedly shouted.

He Ling’s moves did not slow down, and he sighed: “Jun Yanzhi, make your true ability to read;!” The voice did not fall, and his palm appeared a huge whirlwind, which seemed to have caused the whole body to be repaired. The branches of the trees next to them and the rocks on the ground were all stirred up in the wind, and the sky was dark and the sand was flying.

"Not good." Liu Yanmo's face was pale, and he made a low cry. "It really wants to kill people."

Everyone can't see anything at a time, just feel that the wind is blowing in the face, and the people standing up are still unstable. Their faces were swept away by the wind, and they suddenly felt as painful as a knife, and quickly caught their faces.

Then, two sullen sorrows came from the wind, and the blood and rain suddenly fell. For a time, the blood was splashing and the surrounding area almost became red.

Mo Shaoyan screamed in amazement: "Jun brother!"

Liu Yan rushed up with his lips: "He Ling, I told you to stop!"

The gust of wind finally gradually slowed down, and the rocks and branches fell to the ground, and the trees trimmed around the trees were incompletely destroyed, and they were almost indestructive.

Jun Yan’s face was standing in the ground, and his body was cut and wounded slowly, but it did not seem to hurt him. He is holding a **** Wenjing, bowing his head gently and gently: "Sister?"

Wen Jing's head hangs down, and the body is full of scars into the bones. The chest is swayed by the wind blade, but there is no awareness.

Liu Yan bit his lip, the voice is a little trembling: "How? Is there anything?"

He Ling’s face was cold and clenched his fists.

Jun Yanzhi looked at He Ling without expression, and swayed Wen Jing, whispering: "Master, I took him to heal." He did not return to his room, leaping down from the cliff, but flew away into the distance.

Liu Yan looked down and screamed at He Ling: "What the **** is going on? If the fool is out, are you going to pay for it?"

He Ling looked at him coldly: "How do I know he wants to run in?"

"Well, good..." Liu Yan was so angry that his lips trembled. "If he didn't rush in, now it's the younger brother! Are you trying to kill him? Are you crazy?"

He Ling sneered aloud: "Jun Yan can't die." He thought for a while but he stopped talking, and his face showed a strong anger, flying away without saying a word.

Here is the peak of Hui Shifeng, which seems to be different from usual. The sun and the sun are red, but they are not beautiful at all. Instead, they are like to swallow people.

The sky is blood red, and the blood is covered with blood everywhere. The fear has caught people's hearts and spread like branches and leaves. The limbs and debris on the ground are vague and seemingly placed by people, arranged in strange postures.

This scene is a bit like a deja vu...

Where have you seen it, where have you seen it?

"Tick" and "Tick", as if the time is still, it seems to be able to hear the sound of blood falling from the leaves.

The appearance of the human head is a bit fuzzy, so look carefully...

It’s Mo Shaoyan... It’s half of it, it’s Li Shu... The eyes of the heart are like dead fish...

"Ah, ah, ah--reads;!"

Wen Jing’s fear shouted and woke up, and there was a cold sweat. He suddenly returned to reality. The body that was just fluttering immediately became heavier than the lead. The pain that was really impossible was poured into the consciousness, so that he could not wait for another coma to face the dead, and the limbs were like being shackled. Broken the same.

He almost screamed and clenched his fist: "Mom-"

The word "egg" has not yet been exported, and the lips have been bitten.

"Teacher, you woke up." The gentle voice was in the ear.

Wen Jingwei. He gritted his teeth and looked at the person lying next to him. He gradually became overwhelmed and whispered: "Jun brother..."

Jun Yanzhi's hand rested on his waist and slowly stroked: "He Ling's four sorrows are not good for healing, and it takes only a few days to cultivate."

"……Yes."

This is Wen Jing’s own room. The big turtle does not care about himself on the ground and licks the fruit. He does not look up at him, nor does he realize that he is awake.

Wen Jing did not dare to speak more, whispered: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Two days." Jun Yan said faintly, "Continue to sleep."

Wen Jing swallowed his throat and couldn't help but tremble. What I just dreamed of was the day when the brothers died? The human heads are all familiar to them. Seeing their broken limbs and wreckage is like a nightmare becoming a reality. Is it too horrible?

It’s just that the scene is a bit familiar...

Wen Jing frowned, and filtered various scenes in his mind. Where have you seen it? Hengtianmen? Red Maple? Ancient mirror school? Qing Xuan Jian? Bafeng Cliff...

I remembered……

That is not the scene of the Shuiyue Palace disciple who saw the long mountain tunnel after the Eight Winds Cliff!

"Don't want to sleep?" The voice of Jun Yanzhi is in his ear.

"Can't sleep." Wen Jing vaguely said.

Does this dream mean that the person who made the case in the water palace is the one who eventually harmed the brothers?

The case of Bafeng Cliff is not like the style of Jun Yan's crime, and it happened that before Jun Yan's acquisition of "Hundred Thousands of Souls", it is likely to be framed!

This is the reminder of God, or is the detective in his subconscious mind finally awakened, and his mind has finally begun to shine, and only to show him the answer in his sleep?

"Teacher... Are you still angry with me?" Jun Yanzhi leaned against Wenjing's head.

Wen Jing stunned: "Brother, I..."

"Why did you save me?"

"........."

Because from now on, I want to protect you well.

Wen Jing looked at him and his head bowed his head sour and sour. I thought about it in my heart. When I said it in front of me, I couldn’t bear to look straight into it. He opened his mouth and closed it, and squinted his eyes.

"I don't know, just rushed in."