He knew she was the softest and kindest.

Even the beggars who are begging will not dislike them.

But this time,

The girl is destined to be unkind. Her kindness is dead and killed by them.

No one is innocent.

"Yanbai! Yanbai!" Liang Junshang kept shouting, shouting until he was so loud that he could not get any response. He was so angry that he completely fainted.

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

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

The disciple was startled. When he heard Liang Junshang ask about the words Yanbai, his face was a little strange, "Senior Brother, what are you talking about? I know you and Yanbai once had a good relationship, but..." The disciple frowned, with an unconcealed disgust. "Jueyin Pavilion colluded with a cult, and she was still mingling with the Blood Summer Palace, and she was simply a witch."

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

The disciple became more and more puzzled and said, "Senior Brother, someone like Yanbai is not worthy of your liking. You can figure it out sooner."

Everyone says this, and people think so.

But Liang Junshang knew,

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

Now, I can't even explain it.

Liang Junshang closed his eyes, exhausted both physically and mentally.

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

The disciple scratched his head, feeling that his feelings were a bit ridiculous, and walked out.

The sky in Junzhou changed as soon as possible. It rained heavily for two consecutive days. It finally cleared slightly on the third day. The sky was white clouds and the air was still filled with a humid smell.

Martial Arts Conference.

There are endless heroes and heroes.

The drum beat was deafening.

The leader of the martial arts world in the last session was Lu family and Lu Xingfan. He is now over fifty years old and is reading the message of this martial arts world conference on the arena.

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

Feng Youyou was so excited when she saw Lu Wei. She wanted to go up but was stopped by the people from the Divine Doctor Valley.

"Don't mess around today."

Feng Youyou bit her lip, but could only hold it back for the time being, thinking about finding Lu Wei and Brother Jun Shang when the martial arts conference ended.

It’s a pity that there is no time.

With the increasingly fierce sound of drumbeats, the martial arts conference officially began!

The competition on stage was dazzling. Although Feng Youyou had poor martial arts skills, she had such a good opportunity for ten years and had to play once. The man who fought with her was a man in his thirties.

Feng Youyou didn't take it seriously and didn't want to get any ranking, but after a few moves, she found that something was wrong with the other party, and the one she was hit was a killer!

The numbness of her scalp shocked Feng Youyou. The ruthless murderous intent seemed to be the only one who could feel it. The people in the audience did not notice any abnormality!

The man in front of him suddenly showed a strange smile to Feng Youyou after a close attack. When he raised his hand, Feng Youyou clearly saw something spilled out as the other party's movements!

She was in a mess for a moment and it was too late to ask for help. She subconsciously took out the flute she bought in her arms and blew it up according to the upper half of Jueyin score, trying to resist the other party's death.

"What's this?"

"How come this flute sounds so familiar?"

"Jueyin Pavilion! This is Jueyin Pavilion!"

"Isn't Feng Youyou from the Miracle Doctor Valley?"

"How could she use Yin Gong? It's still Jueyin Pavilion's tricks!"

There was a sudden noisy and discussion in the audience.

The man attacking Feng Youyou vomited blood and fell to the ground, and his seven orifices actually oozed blood!

Feng Youyou widened her eyes and her fingers trembled. She didn't expect that she was so powerful, but she soon realized something was wrong and her whole body was cold.

This is a martial arts conference...

Before everyone could react fiercely, with the heavy sound of drumbeats, white paper floated down the sky, and countless pieces fell on everyone, on the ground and on the arena, everywhere—

This weird picture makes the scalp tingle.

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

The white paper and bloody words are written clearly.

Every piece of paper and every word that is bloody is the evil deeds committed by the God Doctor Valley and Liang Junshang, one after another.

The Divine Doctor Valley is not clean, and the dual cultivation of medicine, poison and art have killed many people, and Liang Junshang's parents became their deceased souls.

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

He even colluded with the cult to steal the sacred relics of Jueyin Pavilion.

"Is this true or false?"

"How can the Divine Doctor Valley do so many things?!"

"This is too disgusting!"

"I deserve to die if I collude with a cult!"

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

For a moment,

Feng Youyou and Liang Junshang became the ones that thousands of people call, and the God Doctor Valley also began to panic. This unprecedented chaos occurred at the martial arts conference, which no one expected.

Feng Youyou stood silly on the ring, holding a flute in her hand, and a piece of white paper fell in front of her. The bloody words on the white paper were shocking. She didn't dare to look at what was written on it. She burst out with a scream and tore the white paper in front of her to pieces!

Without Jingyoucao, Liang Junshang's body was getting worse day by day, and even his martial arts were ruined. There was no room for him to attend the martial arts conference, so he could only sit by and watch. He bent down tremblingly and picked up the paper on the ground, with lines of blood in his eyes, and his heart was burned to the point where it was hard to add up, heartbreaking!

Suddenly, the sound of a flute came from the horizon.

Low and long, quiet and desolate.

It makes the listener cry and his heart break.

A figure fell from the sky and appeared on the ring in the center of the martial arts conference when no one noticed it. When they saw that person, they were extremely shocked-

The slender and thin figure was covered with a black cloak, and the wide hat covered the eyebrows and eyes. The black color set off the cold aura. She slowly turned around, holding the jade flute with her slender and white hands. The sound of the flute rose with the wind and stopped abruptly at a certain moment. A piece of fingertips lifted the hat of the cloak, revealing the cold and delicate eyebrows and eyes, as well as the eyes as deep as an ancient well.

Many people woke up from the sound of the flute and found that they were already crying at some point and were shocked.

"Yanbai!"

"It's Yanbai!"

"Why is she here?"

"Yan Bai actually dares to appear here!"

"Jueyin Pavilion was slandered and was tragically washed away! In a word, right and wrong, how can the world be fair!" A cold and hoarse voice resounded throughout the audience, and the wind flew.

Thousands of white papers were scattered, the blood was shocking, the strong smell of blood was floating in the air, the evidence was slapped on the face, and all sins were nowhere to hide, and they were torn on the table!

"Jueyin Pavilion has punished evil and promoted good for generations, upholding justice, and will be ridiculed by the world after death, and will be scolded by the backbone and scolded angrily."

The man was thin and lonely, with white horns faintly exposed under his black cloak, his clothes fluttering, and he held a soul-chasing flute in his hand.

"It's better not to be so cheap!"
Chapter completed!