C19 Sixth Child Suffering

Hearing Wu Chenzi's words, the green dragon felt even more uneasy. If it was said that he came to cause trouble like Wang Jian, it would not matter. He immediately smiled and said: "If Wu Chen had not said that, I would have thought that your sect and the Flying Cloud Sect would join hands. It seems that Elder Wu Chen, the heroes and Sect Leader Wang's intentions for coming here are different.

Wu Chenzi said: "We will not bother you for no reason. However, as the martial arts world had been in turmoil recently, my master could not bear to see Wu Linghu fight over fame and fortune. He had forgotten the roots of chivalry and had ended up killing each other. So they sent me down the mountain to persuade all the heroes to not enter the evil path. Recently, I heard that the death of Qiao family members seems to have something to do with your residence. He also heard rumors in the martial arts world: In the early days, Lady Qingyang's "Azure Sun Art" reappeared in the martial arts world, and it is now in your residence. " Saying this, he stood up and cupped his hands towards the crocodile, "I have come to your mansion, and would like to request that Chief Jiang take out that evil book and burn it in front of all the heroes, rather than fall into their hands to prevent trouble for martial artists. "As for the Qiao family's lives, if Chief Jiang knows anything, then please inform them. It will be convenient for us to return justice to those who died in injustice as soon as possible."

His voice was full of energy and power. There were almost a hundred people in the hall, but everyone could hear him clearly. Everyone else couldn't help but admire him as they thought to themselves, the people from the Purple Void Sect really do live up to their name.

Liu'er could hear the meaning in his words, as if he had already determined that the Azure Sun Art was in the hands of the crocodiles. She thought to herself, "Could it be that Xiao Lan's master has already returned?" Thinking of that, Xiao Lan looked over and signaled with her eyes.

Little Mist was extremely smart and was also thinking about the same question. She shook her head when she saw Liu'er looking at her.

The crocodile in the middle of the river also stood up, cupping its hands, and smiled at Wu Chenzi: "Since Taoist Wu Chen of the Purple Void Sect has opened his golden mouth, I should have offered it up with my own two hands. However, the < Azure Sun Art > isn't in my house, so I don't dare to lie. Daoist Wuchen also said that these are just rumors in the martial arts world. "

Wu Chenzi said, "This matter concerns the entire martial arts world. I ask Chief Jiang to be careful and not let this lowly one have an opportunity."

Jiang Zhong was an impatient person, he suppressed his anger and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Since Taoist Wu Chen does not trust me, if you do not mind, then please stay here for a few days and flip through." If you are to stay in my house, how about you allow the Taoist to punish you? "

Wang Jian knew the crocodile's temper, so he intentionally angered him. He coldly snorted and said, "Isn't it easy to hide something in such a large Immortal Crocodile's palace? Besides, with Wu Chen's identity as a Taoist, how could he be a gentleman that jumps over and over again? Chief Jiang, your words are a bit too frivolous. "

As he said that the crocodiles had hidden something in the river and was certain that the Azure Sun Art was in the Immortal Crocodile Manor, he raised Wu Chen's status.

People's identities were all carried up by this kind of people.

Sure enough, the crocodile's eyes were burning brightly, and its eyes seemed to be burning as it shot flames at Wang Jian. Wang Jian was afraid, and he dared not look straight into its eyes.

The Azure Dragon hurriedly said, "Our Palace Chief Jiang is not a meticulous person. There are some things that you shouldn't say, please forgive us." However, Chief Jiang is a sincere person, and I think everyone has misunderstood his words. His original intention was for all the heroes to come here for the safety of Wu Lin. He was tired and tired, so he naturally wanted to do his part for Wu Lin. Since we can't take out the < Azure Sun Art >, but we still have crude residences. All of you Taoists treat me as if I am your home, and live as you please, so as to relieve your fatigue. Since it was his own home, there was nothing he couldn't look through. Is that so, Sect Leader Wang? "

Wang Jian snorted and said, "Hur Hur, in the end, you're a scholar."

The green dragon ignored him and said to the people in the hall in a clear voice, "The 'Azure Sun Art' of the 'Disaster Martial Arts' is indeed not in my house right now. Recently, my house has been set up by people, all of you are influential figures in the martial arts world, you will definitely be able to differentiate right from wrong, and never fall into my trap, only to end up as someone else's chess piece. " Saying that, he cupped his hands towards Wu Chenzi and said: "Taoist Wu Chen, your sect is Wu Lin's number one sect and your master is also Wu Lin Tai Dou. No one in the martial arts world dared to disobey your sect's order. I hope that you can observe the situation thoroughly and resolve the problem that I am in. "

Wu Chenzi frowned but before he could reply, Wang Jian sneered again, "Hehe, the green dragon is the green dragon. In this case, Wu Chen might not be able to say it, but he could not say it either. The words and abilities of the Immortal Crocodile's estate were extremely tight. But even if we kill wrongly, we can't let it go. If we are truly hidden by some vile person, and even have a calamity descend upon our martial practitioners in the future, it would be our sin. "

The Azure Dragon didn't answer and only smiled, waiting for the Purple Void Sect to speak.

Everyone began to discuss with one another. After all, no one had personally witnessed the 'Azure Sun Art' in the Immortal Crocodile Manor. The great hall instantly became abnormally chaotic.

At this time, a tender voice shouted loudly: "Humph! What martial arts path! If he had truly killed a good person, how could he dare call himself a martial arts expert? Was he not a threat? It's as if the person who killed him by mistake is different from a vile person! "

As everyone watched, the speaker was a slovenly young Daoist boy. Next to him stood an old Daoist boy, who frantically tried to cover up the young Daoist boy's mouth. At least a hundred pairs of eyes were staring at him. The little Daoist boy, on the other hand, was fearless as he coldly looked at the crowd.

Before Wang Jian could open his mouth to teach him a lesson, someone else in the audience said, "Little child, how could you know how dangerous the martial arts are? Good people and bad people, how can you say it so clearly with a single sentence? " Everyone saw that the speaker was a middle-aged man with a scimitar in his hand. The scimitar had half a crescent moon on its blade.

Some of the more knowledgeable people in the crowd knew that this person was from the Cold Moon Sect of Xi Shu.

Although this sect was far away in the Western Prefecture, its people were spread all over the Central Plains. They were all used to using scimitars, and their ways of doing things were extremely eccentric. They were all different. Thus, there were not many people in the Martial Forest who were willing to associate themselves with him. Thus, it was unclear who he was from the Cold Moon Sect.

The man continued, "It's useless to be hot-blooded and incapable in the end. "They wronged the good, yet they let the bad people go. If they aren't the same kind of people, then what are they?"

The one who spoke was Liu'er, he had seen Wang Mu act so rudely that day, and now he saw Wang Jian act so oppressively, causing his Qi and blood to boil up. He struggled to get away from the Daoist man and said seriously, "He is still stronger than a man with a vicious heart, even if he has skills. [I don't have much ability. Although I am useless in this world, I won't wrongly accuse a good man!] Those who think themselves capable of doing heinous crimes all the time are inferior to beasts, so they are naturally the bad guys! "

Liu'er's words were completely based on the current situation and her feelings. The man listened but thought he was talking about him. How could he bear being humiliated by a little child? He jumped out of the crowd and said angrily, "Little child, what ability do you have? "To dare to teach me such a lesson, I, Leng Ying, truly want to experience it."

When the crowd heard him address himself as "I Leng", they knew that this person was Leng Yue Sect's Leng Xiao, who was also known as the "Human Face Demon".

It was said that this person was only second to Sect Head Leng in terms of his sabresmanship. His family name was not 'Leng', but rather, it was Leng Yue's sabresmanship that had killed his own father and made him beg for mercy, tricking Sect Master Leng into saying that he was being chased by bandits. Seeing that he was feeling pity for him, Sect Head Leng accepted him and eventually adopted him as his foster father.

This person was vicious and merciless. He had looked down on everyone in his early years and had looked everywhere for people to sign a written challenge to spar with him. Although it was a spar between martial arts techniques, most people in the martial arts world did not have time to defend. Most of the people that were injured by him had their arms and legs broken and became handicapped.

This person did something behind his back, which was how the nickname "Human Face Ghost" came about.

Everyone looked at the little Daoist boy again. He seemed to be a slovenly boy who begged for food. The old Daoist next to him was also emaciated, seemingly without any skill. He was thinking in his heart that this little Daoist had met a fiend today.

Leng Xiao walked to the corner where Liu'er stood, and everyone moved out of the way. No one dared to stop her.

These people had been in the martial arts world for most of their lives. They had already understood that they would rather offend a gentleman than a vile character.

Leng Ning held the scimitar horizontally and pointed at Liu'er, "Please." The Daoist hurriedly smiled apologetically, "Don't lower yourself to the same level as this kid. He's just a kid, he doesn't know how to talk. Don't blame me. "Since a hero has the ability of a human, he should have the stomach of a human. Please spare him."

Liu'er's expression did not change as she said in a serious tone: "I am a child indeed, but I do know how to speak! I think I'm right about what I said. If a blade is placed on your neck, change your words and admit your wrongs. It is not a man's doing! "