Huh!

As the air flowed, Yang Yu walked step by step. As his figure rose and fell, the scenery on both sides retreated quickly, as fast as a dragon and horse.

The two-day renovation of Jiagou Village naturally could not help him recover, but he could no longer control his rolling emotions in his heart and looked for the exits of underground rivers along the mountains.

Want to find traces of other Jinyiwei, but...

"Qi Tou's true weapon is more experienced and skillful than me, and he will never encounter an accident..."

In the cold wind, Yang Yu felt even colder.

After experiencing that big explosion in person, he became more and more aware that no one else who had condensed into true energy could have vitality.

At that time, in addition to himself, only Qi Gang was the most likely to escape from the heavens. In addition, Qin Jinfeng, who was severely injured, might not be able to escape the disaster of landslides.

"Baili Soul Locking!"

Yang Yu knocked his fingers between his eyebrows, used his heart and eyes to urge him to open up the secluded, and used Qi Gang's breath as a guide to search for hundreds of miles.

No, no, no...

One day, two days...

Thousand miles, two thousand miles...

Yang Yu dragged his seriously injured body and climbed over mountains and searched for water veins and rivers, but he found nothing, and his heart became colder.

He tried not only Qi Gang, Qin Jinfeng, Qian Jinge, the breath of the Jinyiwei who entered the valley and the Long Yuanwei. He tried one by one, but except for a few corpses, he found nothing at all.

Finally, far away, he saw the Ape Mining Valley.

The ruins were like the Yuanming Valley, and large areas of huge rocks were dug out and piled up everywhere. The air was filled with burnt smell and the smell of corpses.

However, other than that, there was no trace of anyone.

I can only see tombstones in the wilderness not far away...

Zhao Qingyi, Nan Er, Xu Jing, Yuan Ming...

There are cold tombstones, simple tombstones, including Jinyiwei, Longyuanwei, and even towering mounds in the distance, without even names. I think they are those corpses and gangsters who are scattered in the martial arts world.

"All dead?"

Yu Yang slowly approached, feeling his breathing a little stagnant, and the wounds were getting more and more painful. He looked at the tombstones one by one and his memory was very good. Through a name, he could recall everyone's appearance.

"Old money..."

Yang Yu paused, this was the man who was walking with him and was calling him a corpse-killing ghost to behead his head.

After walking through the forest-like tombstone, no Qi Gang's tombstone was found.

However, Yang Yu couldn't be happy. He turned around silently. The mountain peak was still there, but Yuanming Valley had disappeared, and only a lake that was several feet deep was replaced.

The wind blows and the water shimmers, clear and clean.

The messy footprints and large scattered rocks in the wilderness told him that hundreds or even thousands of people had excavated, dug, and rescued them here...

The smoke from the burning fire did not completely dissipate, and the ashes seemed to have residual heat. Perhaps, they hadn't gone far yet?

"Nie Wendong."

When he said this name again, Yang Yu stretched out his hand and his longbow was already held in his palm.

He bent his bow and arrow, looking into the sky. In the sea of ​​clouds, a white crane could be seen hovering above the mountains and forests, gradually fading away.

collapse!

...

...

In front of the huge picture of all living beings in Deyang Palace, Nie Wen stood with a faint smile, as if he was not here to capture Xu Wenji, but his classmates and friends who came to discuss painting skills with him.

There was no trace of tension, but instead there was a kind of calm and indifferent attitude that was indescribable.

"Shameless!"

Qiu Zhanyu's face turned pale, and the hilt of the knife he held was "cracked", and he wished he could slash the old dog with force.

But he couldn't take action, and a powerful aura had already locked him in it. It was the old monk.

"The painting is very good, but not good enough."

Xu Wenji looked indifferent. He seemed to be looking at the scroll, and also seemed to be looking at Nie Wendong, and said lightly:

"It's a pity that I only saw two words from beginning to end."

"oh?"

Nie Wendong's eyelids trembled: "Please give me advice from Brother Wen Ji."

"You live up to the name of a talented man back then. This painting is worthy of being the best, but I only see it in my eyes, but I only have the word "hypocrisy".

Xu Wenji did not hide his emotions at all, and his tone was not merciless.

"Hahaha!"

Nie Wendong smiled with his palms. Although no one responded, he still laughed for a while and said:

"When talking about hypocrisy, which court officials in the world and the nobles are not hypocritical? Qin Feibai, Wu Yunlong, Shanqiu, Li Ji?"

"Or you?"

The smile disappears, and instead is indifference.

"The court is like a battlefield, and millions of people are fighting for wealth and honor for a lifetime. In this situation, there is no good, good, straight, clear, and white?"

The voice echoed and the whole audience was silent.

Qiu Zhanyu looked at each other coldly, murderous intent was everywhere, Yuanjue put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name lightly, Yang Xuanying played with a folding fan, but his smile remained unabated.

"Have you finished talking nonsense?"

Xu Wenji was unmoved and waited until his words came to the ground and said:

"Supremember."

"Snatch it?"

Nie Wendong raised his eyebrows and sneered:

"Mr. Xu, the lord of the state, the important minister of the court, and the chief official of the border. Even if there is any mistake to deal with it, he must report to the court. After the six ministries and three departments, he will report to His Majesty. Only after the court meeting can he decide the seizure?"

"good."

Yang Xuanying nodded in agreement:

"The boss has a valuable status, but it is related to the important officials of the court. Even if you are, you can't just arrest him if you want, right?"

"Wang Muzhi is really promising, and the dogs he raises dare to bark at me!"

Xu Wenji glanced coldly.

Yang Xuanying's face suddenly turned pale:

"Sir, you're too hurtful."

"Don't say it's you, Wang Muzhi is here, and he dare not talk to me like this!"

Xu Wenji snorted coldly, raised his hand, Qiu Zhanyu threw the entire file in his arms:

"I have the evidence in my hands. It's not too late to take you down and report it again."

"Forced the land, forcing good people to become prostitutes, buying murderers, selling officials and killing officials, indulging in the epidemic, colluding with the pity for life, refining blood pills..."

Nie Wendong took the file, glanced at it casually, and started to mutter. Finally, he couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that Nie has really offended you. The charges of usurping usurping are really shocking. If this is true, Nie should have committed suicide on the spot to apologize..."

Looking at the file, he was slightly shocked, but he was not confused.

With his status and background, even if the documentary is true, the court will send someone to verify it one by one, let alone, he has long erased the beginning and end.

"I know you, and you should know you too. If there is no conclusive evidence, how could I come to my house?"

Xu Wenji sighed when he heard this:

"It seems that you really don't want to be decent..."

“Decent…”

Nie Wendong narrowed his eyes:

"So what if you don't?"

Xu Wenji's expression remained unchanged, and his palm spread out, and the nine golden beads shone with a slight light:

"Then I will make you decent!"

call!

A faint golden light sets off a faint airflow.

Yuanjue and Yang Xuanying looked at each other, and they both set apart, with a serious expression:
To be continued...