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Facing down, he glanced at them, and then said: "Master Tan, this junior respects you as a senior. Today, senior will torture you regardless of cause and effect, regardless of cause and effect. Forgive me for not being with you."

He uttered the last sentence, perhaps using internal force, the voice reached the eardrum.Shen Yao was almost deafened by him, and he never expected that Duan Wuhen, who has always ignored world affairs, would be so loyal.

The torch was blazing, flickering, and the red light reflected on Tan Baiqing's face, making him look majestic and upright, like a high-ranking official.His voice was extremely solemn: "Nephew Duan Xian, you have a pure nature, but you were deceived by thieves. The Duan family encountered a catastrophe the day before yesterday, and the demon sect hurt countless people in the Duan family. Have you forgotten?"

But Duan Wuhen said: "Your head, Lao Tan, is bothered. Our Duan family will avenge the devil's sect's revenge. This pot of dirty water is being held on Dr. Wei's head. I'm afraid that someone else will be deceived."

Tan Baiqing sighed: "Since this is the case, there is nothing I can do."

Shen Yao knew that Tan Baiqing would not let it go.But he didn't expect that Tan Baiqing flew off the horse and came to catch Duan Wuhen himself.

Tan Baiqing has a sword named "Fahua", which cuts iron like mud, and is well-known in the south of the Yangtze River.He stopped being polite to Duan Wuhen, pulled out the Fahua sword, held the hilt upside down, and stabbed directly at Duan Wuhen.

Duan Wuhen's swordsmen were very loyal and showed their long swords one after another. However, Tan Baiqing brought more than 200 people, and Duan Wuhen only had 15 people.

Furthermore, Tan Baiqing is one of the great masters of martial arts, his kung fu is so exquisite that with his "flowing light sword technique", the former Tan Taiche was captured alive by him.

Duan Wuhen and Tan Baiqing went through a few tricks.Even Shen Yao could tell that Duan Wuhen was not Tan Baiqing's opponent.

Shen Yao frowned and said, "The Liuguang faction is so powerful?"

Wei Lingfeng told him: "In the decent school, there are no more than five people with higher martial arts than Duan Wuhen, and Tan Baiqing is one of them."

The situation was critical, Shen Yao held his breath.He was thinking of Wei Lingfeng for a while, Duan Wuhen for a while, and the missing Huang Banxia. Wei Lingfeng suddenly left his horse, and under the eyes of everyone, he said: "Master Tan, don't hit me, I will go with you voluntarily." one trip."

Duan Wuhen was kicked on the shoulder by Tan Baiqing.Duan Wuhen's hand holding the sword trembled, and his eyes changed accordingly, as if he had murderous intentions.

At this time, Wei Lingfeng had already walked between Duan Wuhen and Tan Baiqing.

Tan Baiqing clasped Wei Lingfeng's hands together and fastened the iron chain, rustled it for a while, and fastened it firmly.Shen Yao's heart almost stopped when he thought of the rumor that "the head of the Liuguang faction is a good man". He ran over from behind and shouted: "Head Tan, please listen to me."

Tan Baiqing ignored him.

Shen Yao said loudly: "Master Tan! My senior brother is not the son of the leader of the Demon Cult at all. He grew up in the alchemy school! Thousands of people in our Qingguan Town can testify! In the past twenty years, the senior brother has never been out In Qingguan Town, I don’t know who framed him, the majestic martial artist must be reasonable.”

Tan Baiqing turned around, glanced at Shen Yao's face, collected himself, and said, "Come here, take him away too."

The incident in Ximang Village can be said to have shocked the Wulin.

There are different opinions, and no one knows the truth.Tan Baiqing has always been "selfless, jealous of evil like a vengeance", and there are rumors in the world that not only did he take away the remnants of the Demon Sect, but even the son of the Duan family was tortured by him.

Mrs. Duan didn't drink a drop of water for a whole day.In the evening, she went to find Duan Yongxuan and said, "I made a fortune for Duan Wuhen."

Duan Yongxuan said: "Madam, don't worry, Brother Tan sent me a letter. Duan Wuhen is not in the Liuguang faction, he lives in Yingtian Mansion, everything is fine... He should know the dangers of the world. Martial arts, loved by others, if you don't ask the right and wrong of the world, how can you become a talent in the future?"

Madam Duan said softly, "Husband, do you want him to become a talent?"

Duan Yongxuan clasped the coffee table with his fingertips and knocked slightly: "We only have this one son. The prosperity of the family depends on him alone."

Mrs. Duan smiled: "In fact, there is more than one son."

Duan Yongxuan didn't make a sound.

His wife got up and said dignifiedly and softly: "You have too many official duties, I won't bother you." As she spoke, her skirt fluttered and she had already left.

The maid outside the house waited for a long time, saw Mrs. Duan, and hurriedly said: "Madam?"

Mrs. Duan just said, "Let's go."

The maid asked after consideration, "Is the young master all right?"

Mrs. Duan broke off a branch of plum blossoms and said as she walked, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

Holding a flower branch in her hand, she has a pretty appearance, and she can vaguely glimpse the girlish demeanor of more than ten years ago.And because she had something on her mind, her steps were vain, and she accidentally ran into a woman in brocade clothes. Madam Duan stopped and said hello: "Madam Chu."

Madam Chu nodded slightly: "Madam Duan."

With a sword on her waist, her eyes were cold, she stood still for a while, and asked with concern: "Is your son all right?"

Mrs. Duan said, "Since you were young, you have competed with me in everything. You and I should have the same expectations for our children."

Mrs. Chu said suspiciously: "I don't understand what Mrs. Duan said."

Madam Duan took two steps, looked back at her, and said with a sweet smile, "Your lips are dead and your teeth are cold."

She gave Mrs. Chu a red plum.

Mrs. Chu always felt that she was chattering, hiding her head and showing her tail when speaking, so she casually took the branch of red plum and threw it out of the corridor.Mrs. Chu felt that Duan Wuhen's words were fierce, he was partial to the Demon Cult, and he was imprisoned in Yingtian Mansion, so it's no wonder his mother went crazy.

Yingtianfu is a geomantic treasure land with bustling shops and people, only one day away from Liangzhou.The residence of the Liuguang Sect is located here, and the martial arts conferences over the years have also been held here.

Is Ying Tian Mansion fun?Shen Yao didn't know.Because he rolled into the streamer dungeon.

He really wanted to be locked up with Wei Lingfeng or Duan Wuhen.Unfortunately, the elder guard told him that Duan Wuhen has a noble status and has already been invited as a guest, so there is no need to go to prison.And what about Wei Lingfeng?He's not in the dungeon either.

Shen Yao recalled Tantai Che's fate, and asked quickly, "Did Wei Lingfeng have his tendons and hamstrings severed, and was tortured every day?"

The guard shook his head: "I don't know."

Shen Yao asked again: "The head of your family directly shut us down without giving a reason?"

The guard said: "Two days later, there will be a martial arts conference. At that time, the leader of the martial arts alliance will come forward to find out the truth. The leader will imprison you because he is afraid that you will run around and has no intention of killing."

Shen Yao was silent.

Next door to him is another swordsman from the Duan family.Coincidentally, that person is Zhao Bangjie.

Zhao Bangjie's loyalty to the young master of his family can be learned from heaven and earth.That night, Duan Wuhen was kicked by Tan Baiqing. When Tan Baiqing turned to speak, Zhao Bangjie took advantage of his inattention and cut Tan Baiqing's left leg with a sword - the leg he kicked Duan Wuhen.

Although Tan Baiqing dodged quickly, his left leg was still cut and a lot of blood flowed out.

Tan Baiqing got angry, so he tied Zhao Bangjie.

And the rest of the swordsmen of the Duan family all followed Duan Wuhen and went to be guests in Fu Yin's mansion.

Different from Shen Yao's resentment, Zhao Bangjie relaxed when he heard that the young master was safe and sound. He also picked up straw from the ground, made a grasshopper, and put it on the ground to play.

Through the iron railing, Shen Yao accosted him: "Brother Zhao, you are really leisurely."

Zhao Bangjie said: "The young master is fine, so I am fine."

Shen Yao sneered: "Do you think you can get out alive?"

Zhao Bangjie gave him a grasshopper.

Shen Yao threw the grasshopper out and cursed in a low voice: "I'm a fucking piece of trash."

Zhao Bangjie said: "You are not a waste, you are a miracle doctor."

Shen Yao's words were rude: "Medical skills don't matter!"

Before the words were finished, the guard brought two meals—one of which was complete with vegetables, chicken legs, mutton, and rice, and the guard gave this meal to Shen Yao.And the other meal is just ordinary clear soup with little water and corn bread.

Shen Yao inspected the food and confirmed that it was not poisonous and tasted delicious.But when he turned his head and saw Zhao Bangjie's food, he couldn't help asking: "Why...my prison food is so good? Beheaded food? Go on the road when you're full?"

The guard whispered: "Of course it's not a meal with a severed head, it's the meaning of the head."

Shen Yao smiled and said, "What do you mean? Brother, do me a favor and explain it to me."

The guard also smiled: "Little brother, you are smart and smart, I don't need to say more." After turning around, the guard smiled again: "Little brother is a lucky man."

Shen Yao's smile froze on his face.After the guard left, Shen Yao cursed again and again: "Bastard, bastard, dead bald donkey..."

Zhao Bangjie asked in a low voice: "Is Tan Baiqing bald? I didn't notice."

Shen Yao said: "In another 20 years, he must be bald." Then he said viciously: "Oh, no, he may not live another 20 years."

Zhao Bangjie gnawed on the cornbread, and said, "Doctor Shen, be careful."

But Shen Yao said: "This is the territory of the Liuguang faction, they have no fear."

Zhao Bangjie calmly said: "Two days later, the martial arts conference will be held. Wei Lingfeng will definitely show up, and you will also be present. In these two days, no matter how courageous that dead bald donkey is, he can't touch you."

Shen Yao said: "Fuck the fuck, after two days, I will be slaughtered?"

Zhao Bangjie didn't make a sound.

Shen Yao took a deep breath.After a while, he rushed outside and shouted: "Come here, my chest hurts and cracked, can I find a doctor?"

The guard ran over quickly and asked him, "Aren't you a doctor yourself?"

Shen Yao half leaned against the iron railing, and immediately denied: "No, in the past, it was my seniors who treated me. I am actually ignorant and incompetent. I am a complete waste. I like to raise flowers and play with birds... "

The guard struggled for a moment and ran out of the cell door.

That evening, the doctor didn't show up, but Tan Baiqing came.He was wearing a brocade robe, the color of the clothes was darker, steady yet luxurious, when he was walking, he could not see the injury on his left leg.

He lingered a few steps in front of the cell door, and said slowly, "Are you a young disciple of the alchemy school?"

Shen Yao said: "Exactly." Then he asked: "Dare to ask the master, my brother is now..."

Tan Baiqing said calmly: "Your senior brother, everything is safe and sound. I have reported to the leader of the martial arts and left everything to the leader to decide."

Shen Yao was dubious, and insisted: "Master Tan has learned a lesson, Wei Lingfeng has really been wronged."

Tan Baiqing did not refute, but said gently: "Still speaking for your senior brother? There is love and righteousness."

He squatted down and comforted him: "If you are obedient, you don't have to suffer. You don't know martial arts, you are not good at medicine, and you have nothing to do with Ximang Village. If you want to come to the martial arts leader, you won't be embarrassed."

Shen Yao sat on the ground with wide and long sleeves draped between his legs, and responded smoothly: "Thanks to the master for not despising the vulgarity of villains."

Tan Baiqing's voice was even lower: "You raise your head, let me take a closer look."

Shen Yao shrank back: "The appearance is rough, and the head is frightened."

Tan Baiqing sighed, "What a poor little boy."

Shen Yao thought: I'm sorry your father didn't drown you in the dung bucket sooner.

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Shen Yao scolded Tan Baiqing eight hundred times in his heart, but he seemed to be submissive.

There was no skylight in the cell, and the oil lamp slightly reflected the stone wall, making Yu Xian hazy and dim.Shen Yao never looked up, so he didn't see Tan Baiqing unlock the prison cell.

The ground was covered with a layer of withered yellow straw, and in the damp and cold corner, cockroaches and lice were circling around the stems of the grass.

Tan Baiqing looked around, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to move outside and live for two days? You don't have internal strength to protect your body, and you can't compare to the good bodies of warriors. It doesn't matter if they make a floor bunk in the prison. You, your age I'm still young, so I can't eat hard."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yao raised his face and looked at him.

Tan Baiqing bent down slightly, stretched out two fingers, picked up a scrap of grass on Shen Yao's clothes, and asked him again: "Are you this year?"

Grass fell on Tan Baiqing's sleeve.

At this time, Shen Yao suddenly sat up straight and grabbed Tan Baiqing's wrist.This opportunity did not come easily.Shen Yao hastily said, "Sect Leader Tan Mingjian, it's the first time for me and senior brother to travel far away. Our brothers and sisters grew up together, and I guarantee it with my head! None of us have practiced martial arts..."

At the same time, Shen Yao caught Tan Baiqing's pulse with his fingertips, but only measured for two seconds, and Tan Baiqing withdrew his wrist.

Shen Yao's knuckles stiffened, and Tan Baiqing laughed again.

Tan Baiqing squatted down, with a very gentle tone, and said to him face to face: "When I first saw you, I thought you were young and simple-minded. "

Every time he said a word, his voice became lower and lower, like a bone spur piercing into Shen Yao's head.

Shen Yao maintained a stiff sitting posture, choosing a silent confrontation.

Tan Baiqing was like an old cat that caught a little mouse, and said casually: "Your name is Shen Yao, right? Little Yao, uncle, I am more than twenty years older than you, and I can be your father. Not to mention You don't have internal strength, you don't know the ear and eyesight of a master, just think that no one can see through those little tricks in your little brain?"

He raised his hand and patted the top of Shen Yao's head: "You also said that your senior brother should be guaranteed with the head of the item, but how many people have become short-lived little ghosts because of this sentence."

At this moment, Shen Yao's heartbeat increased violently.

Shen Yao knew that martial arts masters, such as Cheng Xueluo, could hear a person's heartbeat from a distance.He couldn't show his strength in front of Tan Baiqing, so he replied in a daze: "I don't quite understand what the sect master means."

He lowered his head, holding a handful of straws in his hands: "Today, senior brother and I are both prisoners. For this sake, what tricks can we play?"

Tan Baiqing nodded, but said: "Since you are so sensible, don't come to check my pulse again."

These were Tan Baiqing's last words.After finishing speaking, he lightly left the cell, locked the lock with his backhand, and looked back at Shen Yao.

Tan Baiqing stood in the long corridor of the dungeon, with a relaxed demeanor and a dignified demeanor.The guards on both sides saluted him. Instead of holding the air of being the head of the sect, he said to the guards: "Thanks for your trouble, everyone has worked hard. You should watch people closely."

The guard immediately said yes.

After Tan Baiqing left, Shen Yao still sat still.

Zhao Bangjie next door was holding a wooden bowl, sitting by the iron fence, and whispered to him, "Doctor Shen?"

Shen Yao said in a low voice: "This stupid bald donkey is quite intelligent."

Zhao Bangjie took a bite of the corn bread, and replied: "My young master said that the martial arts masters respected by the Eight Great Schools are all people who know how to deal with people. The leader is definitely not an ordinary person in the world, Doctor Shen, when you deal with him, you must not take it lightly and underestimate him."

Shen Yao was leaning against the railing, feeling bored, thinking that he hadn't finished dinner yet.

He picked up his food plate, took out a chicken leg, and handed the chicken leg to Zhao Bangjie through the gap in the iron fence.

Zhao Bangjie shirked and refused to accept it.

Shen Yao said boldly: "Hey, why are you being polite? We are all imprisoned in this ghost place, so we are in trouble together. If you try chicken legs with me again, it will be a blessing to share..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Bangjie interrupted: "I practice martial arts, my body is rough, and I am hungrier than you."

Shen Yao said: "No, that's not the reason. You practice martial arts and get hungry quickly, so you should eat more."

Zhao Bangjie was silent.For a moment, he couldn't figure out how to refute Shen Yao.

Shen Yao also said: "The railing is so narrow that it hurts my hand. If you don't catch it quickly, the chicken leg falls on the ground and can only be fed to mice. What a pity."

Zhao Bangjie was finally persuaded by Shen Yao.He received the chicken leg, said thank you first, took the first bite, and said thank you again.Seeing two cockroaches crawling on the corner of his clothes, Shen Yao immediately took off the sachet he carried with him, and gave him half of the herbal medicine: "Brother Zhao, look, this is the herbal medicine bag made by my elder brother, it can repel insects, Avoiding insects, dispersing qi and calming the mind, it has its own miraculous effect."

This time, Zhao Bangjie did not refuse.Holding the handful of herbs in his hand, he couldn't help but say, "Doctor Shen's brother is also a genius doctor."

Shen Yao smiled and said, "My elder brother is much better than me. In our alchemy school, he is the doctor with the best medical skills besides my master."

Holding the chicken leg, Zhao Bangjie clasped his fists to Shen Yao: "Thank you for treating my young master."

Shen Yao thought in his heart: Zhao Bangjie's affection for his young master is truly moving.No matter what they talked about, Zhao Bangjie could always refer to Duan Wuhen.

Shen Yao inquired: "It's not convenient for Fang to tell me why you keep your mouth shut and never leave your young master?"

Zhao Bangjie sat up straighter, and said righteously: "Young master, I have the grace of regeneration."

Shen Yao nodded: "Indeed, your young master is not only good at martial arts, but also very righteous, worthy of the word 'Xia'. Let's call him 'Duan Shaoxia', he deserves his name."

One of Zhao Bangjie's hobbies in life is to brag about Duan Wuhen behind his back.He put his head on the iron railing, and slowed down his tone, lest Shen Yao could not hear clearly: "My young master is a genius with excellent aptitude, and he is devoted to swordsmanship. He is pure in nature, pure and pure, and often takes us on the school grounds... "

Shen Yao interrupted: "Bingqingyujie?"

Zhao Bangjie explained: "Well, to describe a person's character is noble."

Shen Yao accepted his words and said, "You continue."

Zhao Bangjie continued: "The young master often takes us to practice martial arts together in the school grounds."

Shen Yao was surprised: "He practiced martial arts with you?"

Zhao Bangjie was full of interest, and answered every question: "The young master practices martial arts and never hides his secrets... My aptitude and understanding are much worse than the young master's. I have asked him three times in total, and he will explain clearly every time."

Shen Yao was even more surprised: "Duan, Duan Wuhen will teach you how to practice swords patiently?"

Zhao Bangjie said: "Yes."

Shen Yao explored, "How did he teach you?"

Zhao Bangjie said: "The young master will compete with me."

After a while, he added: "The young master will not condone, accommodate or let us go just because we are his followers."

Shen Yao thought in his heart: I understand, I just want to beat you all up.

Zhao Bangjie also said: "The warriors of the martial arts family... pay attention to our background, but the young master treats us equally. My father is a tracker, and my mother is... The young master never cared."

Shen Yao only heard that Zhao Bangjie's father was a tracker, but didn't understand what his mother did, so he asked, "Who is your mother?"

Zhao Bangjie seemed to have suddenly become dumb, and stopped making a sound.

Shen Yao simply changed the question: "Duan Wuhen's martial arts is world-renowned, what moves have you learned from him? To tell you the truth, I also want to learn martial arts. It is much better to have a martial art by yourself than to be slaughtered by others."

Hearing this, Zhao Bangjie began to adjust his breath with luck.After a while, he flattened his right hand, put three fingers together, and poked at the iron railing——Shen Yao took a closer look and found that there was a slight bend in the middle of the railing, which was exactly where Zhao Bangjie was pointing.

Zhao Bangjie said: "Duan Jia Concentrating Qi Jue, the young master teaches me."

He was not without emotion: "My aptitude is dull. If it were the young master, I would definitely be able to smash the railing."

An inspiration flashed in Shen Yao's heart.

He grabbed Zhao Bangjie's wrist and wrote in Zhao Bangjie's palm. Halfway through writing, Zhao Bangjie's thick eyebrows twisted into the word "Chuan" and he shook his head again and again.

But Shen Yao insisted on finishing the writing: I am concerned about several senior fellow apprentices, and I want to find a way to escape from the cell.If you help me this time, I will repay you in the future.

Shen Yao's method is very simple: ask Zhao Bangjie to use the "Qi Condensation Art" to poke several acupuncture points on Shen Yao's body, causing sensory paralysis and suspended animation, and then call for guards to wait for the opportunity to escape.

Without waiting for Zhao Bangjie to answer, Shen Yao pointed to his chest and abdomen, and asked sincerely: "Brother Zhao, have you heard of the Eighteen Needles of the Ghost Gate? My senior brother is proficient in this method, and I also know a little bit."

Shen Yao said in a breathy voice: "If you touch my acupuncture points, within two seconds, I will faint, and the masters will not be able to hear my pulse. If you call for help loudly, the guards will be attracted..."

Zhao Bangjie looked distressed: "Doctor Shen."

Shen Yao: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Bangjie straightened his back: "Right now, my young master is fine, and your senior brother is fine. You have left the cell at this time. If you are pursued by the Liuguang faction and charged with crimes, how will Dr. Shen argue?"

After a short pause, he said again: "Besides, the acupuncture points you pointed out just now are all at vital points. I, I'm afraid of you..."

Shen Yao turned his face away, grabbed his hairband, and continued to write in Zhao Bangjie's palm: Don't say that Liuguang faction has dungeons, in fact, your Duan family also has dungeons.That day in Duan's dungeon, I saw several prisoners being disemboweled.The dead bald donkey wronged my senior brother, and said that my senior brother is fine, Duan Wuhen is fine, are they really fine?I do not believe.

Shen Yao took a breath and wrote very sincerely: It's okay if you poke my acupuncture points hard.I am a doctor and know my body best.

Zhao Bangjie clenched his hands into fists and grabbed Shen Yao's fingers.

That night, Liu Guang sent a big banquet to the guests.

Disciples from famous schools in Liangzhou and Yingtianfu gathered together, distinguished guests from Jialan School, Wudu School, Liuguang School, and Diancang Mountain were all present.After everyone exchanged pleasantries, it was inevitable to mention a few recent anecdotes.

Some people said: "The son of the former leader of the Demon Cult did not die. This is a sign of turmoil in the world. Fortunately, the head of Tan is wise and caught that evil remnant..."

Someone asked, "Where did the rest of the evil come from?"

Others replied: "I heard that he changed his name and surname to Wei Lingfeng. He is a quack doctor."

The few of them discussed for a while, and before they could explain why, they were attracted by the dancer on stage.

The dancers are beautiful, dressed in hazy long skirts, graceful and elegant, just like a few pairs of butterflies spreading their wings in the wind.

Especially the leading dancer, with a slender waist and trembling chest, half of her face was covered, and her beautiful eyes were full of affection, which made people want to lift her veil and find out.

Tan Baiqing sat among the crowd.He held the wine glass in one hand, raised his index finger with the other hand, and called his eldest disciple.

The disciple bowed to him, bowed his head and asked, "Master, what is your order?"

Tan Baiqing frowned and asked, "Do you know the dancing girl in the middle?"

The eldest disciple cupped his fists and replied, "Last month, Guangkun Palace sent a few dancers..."

Tan Baiqing asked again: "Who made arrangements for today's banquet? Isn't it you?"

The eldest disciple was stunned for a moment, looked up at Tan Baiqing's expression, and said hastily, "Returning to the master, I dare not make a presumptuous claim. It's a few disciples from Diancang Mountain... They said that the banquet was dull and dancers were needed to help. "

Tan Baiqing took a deep breath, and couldn't hold back his anger, so he used his internal strength to transmit his voice to his ears, and secretly reprimanded his senior disciple under the eyes of everyone: "Jingze, you are my chief disciple, and you will take my place in the future. I How many times have I told you that apart from learning martial arts, you should be more distracted and learn how to deal with people, how to keep your ancestral foundation, keep the rules and clean name of the Liuguang Sect!"

Jingze didn't dare to answer.

There are martial arts masters everywhere, no matter how he explains, he can't escape everyone's eyes.

Tan Baiqing was still angry, and he was still transmitting his inner strength: "Those young people in Diancang Mountain, who came from a family of martial arts, have already spoiled their pampering. Their master doesn't care about them. What do you care about them? They want dancers to help them out, so you just don't care about them." For the dancer, are you a major disciple of the Liuguang Sect, or the old bustard of Qinhuai Tower?"

Jingze was very anxious, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he replied one after another: "Master, I originally thought that I would manage the banquet well and not disappoint you old man..."

While drinking, Tan Baiqing sent a voice transmission: "Go, remove those dancers. If the young people in Diancang Mountain have any objections, you can deal with them again. Jingze, you have to remember that what others begged you to do , If you don’t do it, it’s called skill, and if you still make sense, it’s called ability.”

Jingze nodded, and Nuonuo left.

Just as Jingze took two steps, another guard ran over from the other side.

The guard looked anxious, and directly notified Tan Baiqing that there was a swordsman in the Duan family who was staying in the dungeon, but suddenly passed away, almost dead.

Tan Baiqing remembered the name of the swordsman of the Duan family, so he asked directly: "You mean Zhao Bangjie?"

The guard bowed his head and said yes.

Tan Baiqing closed his eyes tightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Follow me to the elegant room, I will write a letter and send it to the head of the Duan family, and explain this matter to him as soon as possible. Besides, you should send a few more people to guard it Zhao Bangjie's body, in case of fraud."

The guard took the order and said, "The little disciple of the Danyi School is still in that cell..."

Tan Baiqing said calmly: "This little disciple has a lot of eyes, and today he still wants to feel my pulse and find my dead point. You just bring him out, and I will interrogate him personally."

Tan Baiqing found an excuse and got away from the banquet.

His eldest disciple Jingze watched his master go away.Jingze stood on the edge of the stands and gestured to the dancers.After a while, the dancers turned around to finish, and under the cover of the veil, they left the stage one by one.

At this time, the two luthiers each held a guqin in their arms, replacing the original positions of the dancers.The sound of the piano is simple and solemn, and it is extremely elegant, which really sets off their streamer style even more.

Jingze breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a few bastards in Diancang Mountain began to dislike the dullness of the banquet.Jingze couldn't bear the disturbance, so he walked out of the side door and came to the waterside garden behind the building. Suddenly, under the moonlight, there was a faint figure, vague and indeterminate. He immediately rushed over and said sharply, "Who is here?"

Beside the gurgling stream of the rockery, stood a beautiful woman with icy muscles and bones.

It was the dancer who had just led the dance.

She said: "My lord, calm down...I, I just don't know the way."

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As Tan Baiqing's eldest disciple, Jingze should act cautiously.Just now when he caught sight of the figure beside the rockery, he thought about it, and drew the sword out of its sheath in his hand. The blade was so sharp that it almost cut the dancer's neck.

He asked her angrily: "You don't know the way, why are you walking around in the garden? You know that there are guests everywhere, if you bump into a guest, how can you bear it? Didn't the famous Guangkun Palace teach you to be unruly?" Isn't it a reason?"

The dancer bowed her head, not daring to make a sound.

Seeing her clumsy dodge, Jingze couldn't help putting his sword back into its sheath, and reprimanded: "Our Liuguang faction is the leader of the eight major factions in Jianghu. We must be cautious in everything and set an example! Don't call knights from all corners of the world a joke!"

The dancer raised the corners of her lips in a mocking manner.

The leaves swayed slightly in the evening wind, and the falling shadow swayed for a while, covering her mocking expression.She stretched out two fingers and clenching them together, just about to exert strength, suddenly, Jingze grabbed her wrist.

She raised her head and met his eyes, but looked at him in disbelief.

She heard someone's inner strength sound transmission, calling her: "Yuntang."

The sound made her tremble.

Yuntang couldn't help holding her breath, and listened carefully to all the noises around her - soon, she found that Cheng Xueluo was hiding in a nearby tree with her sword in her arms.He disregarded her orders and followed her as usual. He even called her by her first name when he watched Jingze have a little contact with her.

Cheng Xueluo and Yuntang's childhood sweethearts grew up together when they were young.It was many years ago that he called her "Yuntang", so long ago that she couldn't remember it clearly.

She came back to her senses, faced Jingze, and said softly, "My lord..."

But Jingze said, "No."

Jingze held Yuntang with his left hand, and a sharp sword with his right hand, the scabbard was engraved with the unique patterns of the Liuguang School.The swords held by the disciples of the Liuguang Sect are all forged from a rare black iron. The blades are light and thin, and the cold light reflects the hazy moonlight, illuminating Yuntang's eyebrows and eyes.

Jingze looked around, suddenly alerted: "Where's the guard of this garden?"

Yuntang lowered her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "I never saw the guards when I came here."

Jingze asked again, "When did you come?"

Yun Tang hesitated: "It's about Si time."

Jingze sensed that the situation was not good.Tonight, the Streamer Sect has a big banquet for the guests, and the guards are all gathered around the dungeon and wing rooms.At this moment, he was in the southeast garden, and he couldn't even hear a single human voice.

How is this possible?

Jingze thought to himself, he is not only a direct disciple of his master, but also a model for all the fellow disciples of the Liuguang Sect.He can hear the breathing of any living person within ten meters...

Thinking of this, Jingze took a breath.He clasped Yuntang's wrist back, pressed her on the rockery, and asked viciously: "Just now when I entered the garden, I felt something strange about you. You are a dancer presented by Guangkun Palace. Pai stayed for a month, why don't you know your way? Sneaking around in the garden alone! This is one. Two, I hold your wrist, but I can't feel your pulse. What the hell are you doing? ? Could it be a spy sent by Guangkun Palace?"

The clouds in the night sky dispersed, and the moonlight was clear and seductive.With this smear of moonlight, Yuntang and Jingze looked at each other, her pupils seemed to be gradually dissipating, blurred, looking very eerie and strange.

What kind of sorcery is this?

It was too late for Jingze to hide, he wanted to draw his sword, but his hand was out of control.

At the beginning, relying on his deep internal strength and superb swordsmanship, he didn't pay attention to this woman at all.But now, his scalp began to tingle, as if countless lice and flies had crawled into his hair.He suddenly had an illusion that a group of lice were laying eggs on the top of his head, the larvae broke through his skull, knocked the bones and sucked the marrow in groups, and there were countless lice tightly clung to his hair, making him Poisoned to the deepest.

His eyes paled, his face turned pale, all his internal energy was drained, and breathing became a laborious task.

And Yun Tang, this crooked witch, just looked at him quietly, and asked with a smile, "Where did Tan Baiqing die?"

Jingze didn't want to tell the truth, but he couldn't control himself and replied: "I went to the dungeon."

Yuntang nodded slightly, as if satisfied with his answer.

Immediately, she asked again: "Where are you keeping Wei Lingfeng?"

Jingze felt a huge pain in his chest.This kind of pain came violently and intensely, he couldn't bear it, his mind became more and more blank, and he could only answer truthfully: "Shut up... shut up in the secret room."

Yuntang is still wearing the dancer's clothes.She straightened her cuffs without any haste, and took her time to say: "You Liuguang faction has 72 secret rooms in total. Let me ask you, which room is he locked in?"

There was blood oozing from Jingze's lips.He was surprised that his left index finger could move, so he dug his nails into the flesh with such force that he almost saw the bone.

The remaining consciousness told him that he had been enchanted by the enchantress.

Even if he dies here tonight, at the hands of this witch whose origin is unknown, fellows in the world will sigh for him when they talk about his name: "It's a pity."

However, if he leaked the secrets of the Liuguang Sect and the location of Wei Lingfeng, and attracted a group of evil cultists to commit crimes, then what face would he have to live in the world?In a brief moment of thought, he exerted a little more force on his fingertips, his left hand was numb with pain, and he shivered from the pain. Taking this opportunity, he rushed forward with all his strength, and bumped his head against the rockery.

The moment his forehead was about to touch the rock, Yuntang grabbed his shirt and pulled it back, only to hear a "crash", and his burqa was torn into two pieces.

Yuntang found out that he was looking for death, so he couldn't help but taunted him: "Answer my question carefully, and I promise you will die happily."

Sure enough, he couldn't struggle anymore, like a mouse caught by a wild cat, tremblingly said: "Room 37, Wei Lingfeng is in... Room 37."

In secret room No. 37, Wei Lingfeng sat quietly on a soft couch wearing anklets and handcuffs.

Wei Lingfeng crossed his legs, arched his back, and looked down. This appearance was extremely submissive and humble, which also made Tan Baiqing look at him with admiration.Back then, when Tan Baiqing caught Tantaiche with his own hands, what Tantaiche shouted was: "If you want to kill, if you want to cut it, you will do as you please!"

Now, Wei Lingfeng said, "What do you need me to do to spare my life?"

☆, life and death

There are no windows around the secret room, and it is only illuminated by an oil lamp.

The light was dim and fell to the ground.

Tan Baiqing stood in a phantom, with his hands behind his back, and said with emotion: "You are the son of that old man, why don't you have the air that he would rather bend than bend?"