The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Mrs. Jing'an stayed in the inn. At the same time, Mou Yanping, who went to find the murderer, also came back.

Liu Yurong hurriedly asked, "Did you catch him?"

Mou Yanping shook his head slowly: "We searched the area for several miles, but we didn't see anyone. They are both guardians of the Demon Palace. Wan Yanfei must have been rescued by Old Demon Wu."

At this time, everyone had already learned from Xihe who the murderer was, and also knew that he was seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to escape alone, so he must have been rescued.

Liu Yurong frowned heavily: "The Demon Palace has been making frequent moves in the past six months, and now they dare to attack people from the Misty Palace, what exactly are they trying to do?"

Lu Chong snorted coldly: "What good can it do? It must be holding back a bad move. I think our Central Plains sect might as well attack in one fell swoop and simply steal their lair. It will save them from doing evil every day."

His tone was playful, but serious, and the others didn't say anything, after all, the Demon Palace did a lot of evil.

For example, Wu Laomo is a great protector of the Demon Palace, and he likes to use the blood of young women as medicine. Hundreds of women die at his hands every year. However, he is very good at lightness kung fu. Once someone wants to eliminate harm for the people, he will run away and cannot be caught.

There are two other Dharma protectors, Madman Fang and Haiyan Wang, who drink blood and kill like hemp.

Wan Yanfei didn't have as much blood on his hands as they did, but he was in charge of the finances of the Demon Palace, and every year he searched for people's fat and anointing, and killed countless people, so he was not a good person.

In short, there are not many good things in the Demon Palace, so death is not a pity.

Liu Yurong said in a deep voice, "Keep an eye on the Demon Palace, and report any changes immediately."

Several people said in unison: "Yes."

Fuyang City is a prosperous small city, because it is between the Misty Gate and the Taichu School, you can often see knights with swords on their backs and strange clothes on the street. Fly to fight outside the city, and then enter the city after settling grievances.

Xihe lived in the inn for a few days, and saw several waves of people flying past her window, it really was Jianghu.

She closed the window, changed into a new dress, pulled up a simple sideburn, opened the door after tidying up, and went downstairs with Fang Qinglin.

"Hey, have you guys heard? There is a martial arts conference in Chongyang Mountain!"

"Martial arts conference? When did it happen? Why didn't the six sects release any news?"

"Uh, I heard that this martial arts competition was held by Chongyang Mountain Villa itself. Because the scale is too small, the six major sects were not invited, and it was treated as fun for people like us who have no background or sect."

"That's pretty good. In the past, the six major factions held martial arts conferences, and the participants were all the arrogance of the six major factions. It has nothing to do with us... Hey, why are you stepping on me!"

When the speaker saw his companion pointing behind him, he turned his head and saw the two of them, Xihe, and the logos of the Misty Gate and the Taichu Sect on their bodies, and fell silent in fright.

Xihe and Fang Qinglin just glanced at them indifferently, passed by, and went to the box in the backyard.

Seeing that the backs of the two disappeared, the man couldn't help but patted his chest, obviously frightened, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you say that the Six Great Sects didn't come? Why are the Taichu Sect and Misty Sect both here?"

The others looked at each other in blank dismay. They all entered the city in the past two days, and they were not very clear about the affairs in the city.

Only one person beckoned and signaled them to come closer: "I know about this. It is said that people from the Demon Sect drugged the female disciples of the Misty Sect. In the end, they recruited people from both factions."

Others stared wide-eyed: "The Demon Palace is too arrogant, even the female disciples of the Misty Sect dare to attack, Master Jing'an's name is not a joke."

"This is not the most powerful thing. I heard that this female disciple has a marriage contract with the Taichu sect... woo woo."

"You don't want to live, kid!" He gave everyone a warning look, "Anyway, Fuyang City and Chongyang Mountain will not be too peaceful recently, let's all be honest, otherwise no one will avenge us if we die!"

Everyone nodded in unison, but they all wondered in their hearts, is there a marriage contract with the Taichu faction? Isn't that Master Chu...

Xihe followed Fang Qinglin into the door, and at a glance saw the old man sitting at the head of the table, with white beard and hair, but full of vigor, and although he was wearing a cloth shirt, he was not to be underestimated.

The teacher Jing'an next to him was expressionless, and the young disciples who made Tien Cha trembled and did not dare to approach him.

"Master pays respects to master, pays respects to Grand Master Zong!"

"Qing Lin pays respects to the master, and Mrs. Jing'an!"

Xihe and Fang Qinglin all came forward to pay their respects.

Just this morning, Fang Qinglin's master, Zong Nanfan, also rushed to Fuyang City. After all, Mrs. Jing'an was here. To show his importance, he also had to help his apprentice settle the marriage.

Master Jing'an's difficult temperament is not something a few disciples can handle.

Zong Nanfan raised his hand and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, we will be a family from now on, so there is no need to be polite."

Mrs. Jing'an also gave them a flirtatious look, and said calmly, "Get up."

The two of Xihe got up, and she took the initiative to walk behind Mrs. Jing'an, and obediently helped her refill her tea. Mrs. Jing's complexion improved a lot, and then she talked about the marriage with Zong Nanfan.

Dowry and dowry are easy to talk about. Zong Nanfan said that he listened to his teacher, but he was not too happy about it later.

"Master, you can't. Qing Lin is the fifth disciple of my Taichu Sect, and Shi Shi also married into my Taichu Sect, so the wedding should naturally be held by my Taichu Sect."

It's a matter of the sect's face, of course he can't let Master Jing'an mess around.

"Why not! Master is the eldest disciple of my Misty Sect, and my Misty Sect is no worse than your Taichu sect, why can't you do it in the Misty Sect? Otherwise, you can let Fang Qinglin marry into my Misty Sect."

"Master, you..."

Zong Nanfan was so angry that he fell back, "Since ancient times, the marriage of men and women, how can it violate ethics? Master, don't let it go."

Mrs. Jing'an was not afraid of him, picked up the Yuehua sword, and sneered again and again: "Then let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Her disciple has suffered such a great grievance, if she doesn't rectify her reputation and let everyone in Jianghu know how powerful she is, won't she be wronged if she goes to the Taichu Sect in the future?

Mrs. Jing'an drew her sword and rushed forward, Zong Nanfan had to block it with her hands, and fought dozens of moves in an instant.

The vases and teacups in the house were swept on the ground and shattered all over the place, and the others were frightened.

Xihe wanted to go up to fight, but was stopped by Fang Qinglin: "Master has a sense of proportion!"

At this moment, the two broke through the window and went all the way to the outside of the city.

Xihe ran to the window in a hurry, and couldn't even see the shadow.

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In the evening, Mrs. Jing'an and Zong Nanfan went back to the inn one after the other.

Xihe hurried up, carefully supported her arm, and said worriedly: "Master, are you alright?"

Zongnan Fan's martial arts has reached the level of a master. He is regarded as the top fighter in the world. It is difficult for ordinary people to resist. Although Mrs. Jing'an is also powerful, she can only be regarded as a first-class master in the world. Fighting with Zongnan Fan will only result in losses.

Unable to bear it, she eagerly wanted to return to the Misty Gate, to practice and become more powerful sooner.