Wind and Rain

Chu Feiyang looked up, and unexpectedly, saw that the mysterious owner of Wuji Village turned out to be a middle-aged beautiful woman.

Her cheeks are slightly thin, her thin lips are pursed hard and stern, a pair of phoenix eyes swept the audience coldly, and the ends of her raised eyes looked like sharp arrows of frost, and everyone was silent as they looked.

"Woman?" Qinglang asked in surprise.

The people around also looked at each other suspiciously. It seems that these people have never seen the true face of this Wuji Villa before.

The owner of Wuji Village lightly moved his footsteps, slowly descending from the top of the steps, to the tall and spacious but delicately arranged high platform that had already been erected.

Yu'er, who had been waiting there for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward and helped Wuji Villa's owner to the large fox fur seat.

The middle-aged beautiful woman flicked her long sleeves, turned and sat down in the chair.

She looked around slowly for a week before she said, "Where is the saint?"

The four people hidden in the crowd were all refreshed, and sure enough, the saint was about to show up at this time.

As soon as the voice of the owner of Wuji Village fell, there was a commotion in the corner of the square.

Everyone looked away, and the crowd there spontaneously gave way to a space, and a clear female voice came from inside: "My daughter is here, my daughter wishes the owner of the village a prosperous life! My daughter is here to go to the Central Plains, fortunately not to be humiliated, Bring this enemy back to the villa as a birthday gift for the owner of the villa!"

"Miss Yuan, why are you—" A man's voice shouted impatiently, but was suddenly interrupted.

Cheng Xuexiang was shocked when he heard the voice, and suddenly raised his head to look hard.

Chu Feiyang noticed his strangeness, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Cheng, what's wrong?"

"This voice, this voice—it's my senior brother!" Cheng Xuexiang said anxiously, "Why is he here, is there really something wrong with the Wulin League?!"

"There must be something wrong with the Wulin League." Qinglang suddenly said, "You can see for yourself."

I saw that the crowd originally surrounded by that corner was spontaneously giving way, and a road for five people to come out in the middle.

A green-clothed woman suddenly pushed a person forward. The person staggered and fell out of the crowd, almost falling, but reluctantly steadied his body and straightened his back stubbornly.

Chu Feiyang and Cheng Xuexiang looked closely, and the man turned out to be Cheng Xuexiang's master, Yuan Kangshou.

Everyone has guessed that the Wuji Villa and the Central Plains Martial Arts festival, but they never thought that it was related to Yuan Lao Alliance Master.

The woman in green walked forward slowly, but that pretty face was as cold as frost, it was the Saint Aunt of Wuji Villa who had disappeared for many days.

Yuan Kangshou glared at the green-clothed woman, and spat fiercely, "It's the old man who is blind, so he believes in your girl's words."

The saint raised her lips with a smile and said, "Senior Yuan, I didn't lie to you, I said that I could take you to the Wuji Villa and see the owner of the Wuji Villa, and I did it. You Wulin Alliance are right. I have nothing to complain about."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the Wuji Villa owner on the high platform. The middle-aged beautiful woman was staring at this side. She didn't make a sound, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she didn't know what her plan was.

The aunt pushed Yuan Kangshou again and said, "Mr. Yuan, the village lord is waiting for you in front of you. If you want to see our village lord, please come."

Yuan Kangshou stumbled and finally fell to the ground without being able to stabilize. He looks a little abnormal, and I am afraid that he has also been drugged and poisoned.

Cheng Xuexiang was eager to get up, but was held down by Chu Feiyang and whispered, "Brother Cheng, don't be impulsive, now is not the time."

Cheng Xuexiang held it back, but gritted his teeth and looked forward, the blue veins protruding from his forehead.

Yuan Kangshou reluctantly walked to the high platform where the Wuji Villa owner was, and Yu'er flicked the silver whip and shouted softly: "Old thief, when you see the Wuji Villa owner, don't kneel!"

Yuan Kangshou looked at the young middle-aged beautiful woman, but only snorted angrily: "Demon, this old man miscalculated and fell into your trap today. It is the old man's negligence. If you want to kill or shave, just come!"

The owner of Wuji Village just looked at him for a while, and suddenly sighed softly: "You are so old."

In this tone, it seemed that they were originally acquainted. Yuan Kangshou frowned and looked at her for a long while, but the doubts on his face remained undiminished.

The owner of Wuji Village sneered: "Yuan Daxia, Yuan alliance leader, you are really a noble person who forgets things." Those last few words were gnashing their teeth, and a trace of grimness appeared on the originally indifferent face.

"It looks like this old alliance leader's romantic debt." Qinglang snorted, "I can't see it, the old alliance leader was really not easy when he was young, how could he provoke such a top-quality woman."

Jun Shuying watched for a moment and said: "This Wuji Villa owner is clearly doing these things for Yuan Kangshou, but this old man has completely forgotten her. If he can't remember it again, this woman will definitely be more unwilling to hate her. There will be no rest.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of Wuji Village continued: "Yuan Kangshou, I will give you half a column of incense. If you can't remember, I will let the blood of these ten people splash on the spot!" She waved her hand, and immediately Several Wuji disciples rushed off the field, grabbed ten people in an instant and threw them onto the high platform.

The people who were caught were still at a loss. After a while, they realized what had happened, and knelt down with a plop, begging for mercy.

Qinglang approached Jun Shuying and said with a smile: "This village owner is really angry. Shuying, you really understand a woman's mind."

"This is clearly human nature, if you can't even see this, I'm afraid you will be confused." Jun Shuying glanced at Qinglang and said unceremoniously.

On the high platform, Yuan Kangshou glanced at the people who were kneeling and begging for mercy, and hummed, "These people are all traitors of the Central Plains martial arts. Isn't it ridiculous that you threaten the old man with their lives?!"

"Traitor?! Back then, I did give them two choices, either surrender or die. At that time, where was the martial arts alliance they relied on, and where was the leader of the Yuan alliance?" The owner of Wuji Villa sneered, "They They are just a bunch of poor people struggling to survive. Aren't you determined to protect the Central Plains martial arts for a hundred years?! Why don't you ask these traitors, how are you doing?!"

Yuan Kangshou couldn't help being a little surprised, and even more suspicious. He really can't remember who this middle-aged beautiful woman is, but I'm afraid everyone present will not doubt that she must be his old acquaintance.

"Old Alliance Leader Yuan, this is obviously your own romantic debt, but it has brought disaster to the entire Central Plains martial arts. We have to take refuge in Wuji Villa to protect our family members. You are the culprit!" The crowd roared. This sentence was like a drop of water falling into an oil pan, and waves of angry condemnation exploded in an instant.

Yuan Kangshou turned his head to look at the angry crowd under the high platform, a look of shock and confusion appeared on the old face, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while. He has worked hard all his life in the Central Plains Wulin League, asking himself to be worthy of the heaven and earth, never having the slightest selfishness, and even never touching his children's personal feelings for life. In the face of so many angry accusations.

The traitor he resented became the victim of the disaster he caused, and he was more justified in scolding him as a sinner.

The owner of Wuji Village looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "Lord Yuan, the incense is about to burn out."

Yuan Kangshou suddenly turned his head to look at her, and the face that was still beautiful despite his age came into view. Her eyes contained indifference and anger, but he only felt unfamiliar.

Who is she, who is she? ! !

The ten people who were on the strings desperately begged for mercy, and everyone on the field kept scolding. Swing, his face is getting colder and colder.

A person has been planning to take revenge on a person for decades, but he can't even remember who she is. What kind of magic weapon can be more cold and sharp than this ruthless.

"Yuan Kangshou!" The owner of Wuji Village finally shouted angrily, "You ruthless man! I will kill you today and use your head to pay homage to the thousands of people who died in my Sifang Village!"

"Sifang Village?" Yuan Kangshou murmured, "You are... the owner of Sifang Village—" The face that was getting closer and closer finally found a familiar mark in his memory, Yuan Kangshou blurted out: " Chi Ying!"

A string of Bai Lian had already wrapped around Yuan Kangshou's neck, and Yu Ran stopped at this moment.

There was a complex look on the face of Wuji Zhuang's master. Before he could speak, a figure suddenly jumped up from the crowd and charged towards the stage with a fierce momentum.

Cheng Xuexiang held the shadow blade, and the power under his feet flew past the crowd.

At the moment when the owner of Wuji Villa burst into flames, he couldn't bear it any longer, ignored the other three, jumped out of the crowd, and rushed towards the stage.

"Xue'er—" Yuan Kangshou looked over and shouted.

Among the people who were in the Wulin League, Wuji Villa's owner did not seem surprised, but under the fierce sword force of Cheng Xuexiang's hard-hitting blow, he took back Bai Lian and sat back in his chair. Several Wuji disciples quickly stepped forward and blocked in front of Wuji Village Master.

"Master, are you all right?" Cheng Xuexiang supported Yuan Kangshou and said anxiously, "Why are you here?!"

Yuan Kangshou sighed heavily, looked at the saint who was standing on the side, shook his head and said, "I wasn't vigilant enough for the teacher, and I was taken by others."

The indifferent voice of the owner of Wuji Village sounded at this moment: "Very good, it would be better if the people today are more uniform. Yuan Kangshou, take a last look at your disciples and grandchildren. After today, the Central Plains Wulin League will no longer exist in the world. The martial arts in the Central Plains will surely flow into rivers of blood, and there will never be peace!"

"Master, it's better not to talk too much." Another voice sounded in the air, and the originally noisy crowd was shocked by the voice that threatened their inner strength, and they couldn't help but stop their mouths.

Obviously he didn't feel the slightest power of shock, but it seemed that there was an endless oppression covering it from all directions. The feeling of oppression was as soft as water, but it was continuous and pervasive, and the feeling at that moment was beyond words to describe.

Three vigorous silhouettes emerged from the crowd, like swallows treading the wind, but in an instant, they all stood on the high platform.