Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3898 The villains who want to get rid of me fall in love with me (47)

  He knew that she was the softest and kindest.

   Even seeing a beggar beggar will not dislike it.

   But this time,

  The girl is not destined to be soft-hearted, her kindness is dead, and she was killed by their own hands.

  No one is innocent.

   "Yanbai! Yanbai!" Liang Junshang kept shouting, shouting until he was hoarse, and he couldn't get any response. He was so angry that he fainted completely.

When   woke up again, he was in an inn, and his disciple Kunming was taking care of him.

   "Yanbai, where is Yanbai? Is Yanbai here!"

The disciple was taken aback. Hearing Liang Junshang asked the words Chu Yanbai, his expression was a little weird, "Brother, what are you talking about? I know you and Yanbai used to have a very good relationship, but..." The disciple frowned and looked like Undisguised disgust, "Jueyin Pavilion colluded with a cult, and she was still mingled with the Blood Palace, she is simply a demon."

   "No, it's not like this..." Liang Junshang's eyes were covered with red blood, his eyes were muddy, and his voice was hoarse.

  The disciple became more puzzled, and still said: "Brother, people like Yanbai are not worthy of your liking, so please figure it out earlier."

  Everyone says so, the world thinks so.

   But Liang Jun still knows,

  This is not the case at all, everything is caused by him.

  To this day, I can’t even explain it.

Liang Junshang closed his eyes, exhausted physically and mentally.

  The disciple looked at the man on the bed. He always felt that he was a lot older, and he could no longer see the coldness and calmness he used to be, as if... lost the most important thing.

  The disciple scratched his head, feeling that this feeling was a little ridiculous, and went out.

  The sky in Junzhou changed. After two consecutive days of heavy rain, it finally cleared up on the third day, the sky was white and the air was still full of dampness.

  Wulin Conference.

  Heroes and heroes are in an endless stream.

  The drum beats, deafening.

  The last martial arts leader was Lu Jia Lu Xingfan, now he is over fifty, and the message of this martial arts conference is being read on the ring.

  The heroes of the world gather here, each with its own pride and abilities.

  Feng Youyou was so excited when he saw Lu Wei, he wanted to go up but was stopped by the people from Shenyi Valley.

   "Don't mess around today."

  Feng Youyou bit her lip, and could only hold back temporarily, thinking about looking for Lu Wei and Brother Junshang after the martial arts convention is over.

  It's a pity, there is no such time.

  With the increasingly intense sound of drum beating, the martial arts tournament officially begins!

  It was dazzling to see Feng Youyou on stage. Although Feng Youyou was not good at martial arts, she had such a good opportunity for ten years, and she always had to play once. The man who fought with her was a man in his thirties.

  Feng Youyou didn't take much seriousness, and didn't want to make any rankings, but after a few tricks, she found that the opponent was not right, and the killer turned out to be!

  The numbness of the scalp made Feng Youyou horrified. She seemed to be the only one to feel the murderous intent, and the people in the audience did not notice the slightest abnormality!

  The man in front of him suddenly showed a weird smile to Feng Youyou after a close attack, and Feng Youyou clearly saw something spilled out following the opponent's movements when he raised his hand!

  She was in chaos for a while, and it was too late to ask for help, so she subconsciously took out the flute she bought in her arms and blew it according to the upper half of the absolute music score, trying to resist the dead hand of the other party.

"what is this?"

  "Why does this flute sound so familiar?"

   "Juyin Pavilion! This is Jue Yin Pavilion!"

  "Isn't Feng Youyou from Shen Yi Gu?"

   "Why does she use sound skills? It's Jue Yin Ge's trick!"

   Suddenly noisy in the audience, there was a lot of discussion.

  He vomited blood to the man who had attacked Feng Youyou, and fell to the ground. Qiqiao unexpectedly oozes blood!

  Feng Youyou's eyes widened and her fingers trembled. She didn't expect that she was so powerful, but she quickly realized that something was wrong, and she was cold all over.

  This is the martial arts conference...

   Before everyone had any fierce reactions, with the heavy sound of drumming, white paper fluttered down the sky, white one after another, and countless pieces fell on everyone, on the ground, on the ring, everywhere—

  This weird picture makes the scalp numb.

  The scene suddenly became chaotic. There were still words on the blank paper. Someone picked it up and looked at it, and his expression gradually became weird!

  Blood words on white paper, clearly written.

  Every piece of paper, every **** word, is the evil deeds committed by Shenyigu and Liang Junshang, one by one.

  The Valley of Divine Doctors is not clean. The double repairs of medicine and poison have killed many people, and Liang Junshang’s parents have become their dead souls.

On the day of Liang Junshang and Yanbai’s wedding, the entire Jueyin Pavilion was destroyed. It turned out to be everything that Liang Junshang planned.

   even colluded with cults to steal the relics of the Jueyin Pavilion.

  "Is this real or fake?"

   "So many things, how did Shenyi Valley do it?!"

   "This is too disgusting!"

   "Collusion with a cult deserves death!"

   "Feng Youyou just played the music score of Jueyin Pavilion!"

  For a time,

  Feng Youyou and Liang Junshang became the existence that Qianfu pointed out, and Shenyigu also began to panic. This unprecedented chaos occurred at the martial arts conference, which no one had expected.

Feng Youyou stood stupidly on the ring, holding a flute in her hand, a piece of white paper floating in front of her, the blood on the white paper was shocking, she did not dare to see what was written on it, she burst out with a sharp sound Scream, tear the white paper in front of you to pieces!

Without the crystal grass, Liang Junshang’s body is getting worse every day, and even his martial arts is also abolished. There is no room for him to participate in the martial arts conference, so he can only sit and watch. The word of blood, a heart was also scalded to the point that it was hard to regain, and it was heartbreaking!

  Suddenly heard the sound of Xiao Xiao from the horizon.

   Deep and long, quiet and desolate.

  Let those who smell it weep, and the liver and intestines are broken.

  A figure fell from the sky and appeared on the ring in the center of the martial arts conference when no one noticed it. The moment they saw the person, they were shocked to the extreme——

The thin and thin figure wore a black cloak, and the wide hat covered her eyebrows. The pitch black color lined the indifferent aura. She slowly turned around, her slender white hand holding the jade flute, and the sound of the flute rose with the wind, and At a certain moment, it stopped abruptly, and a fingertip lifted the cap of the cloak, revealing cold and delicate eyebrows, as well as eyes that were as deep as an ancient well.

  Many people wake up from the sound of the flute, and they can’t help but feel horrified when they realize that they have burst into tears at some point.

   "Hikoba!"

   "It's Yanbai!"

   "Why is she here?!"

   "Yanbai dared to appear here!"

   "Jue Yin Pavilion was slandered and bloodbathed! In a word, right and wrong, there is no justice in the world!" The cold and hoarse voice resounded through the audience, and the wind hunted.

   Thousands of blank papers are flying, the blood is shocking, the strong smell of blood is floating in the air, the evidence is shot on the face, all the sins have nowhere to hide, torn on the table!

   "Jueyin Pavilion punishes evil and promotes good for generations, and upholds justice. After death, the world will be ridiculed by the world, poking and cursing at the backbone."

  The figure is thin and lonely, with white corners faintly exposed under the black cloak, with fluttering robes, holding a chasing flute.

   "It's so cheap, don't do it the right way!"

  (End of this chapter)