Luo Changfeng looked at Junze Jade.
Li Xingyun’s eyes are also beautiful.
Jiang Manlou came up not far away.
"If I didn’t guess wrong, they should be talking about the old case." Jun Zeyu looked at Tianxiang Pavilion and confronted them.
"What old case?" Li Xingyun asked.
"You should have heard of the sensational massacre ten years ago." Jun Zeyu looked at the floor again and said.
Jiang floor without a word is frowned slightly.
He naturally listened to the elders in the family about the old case.
Los Changfeng seems vaguely reminded of some past events.
"Ten years ago, whether it was Tiandong or Dayan Empire or Zhongzhou or Tiannan, there were massacres," Jun Zeyu recalled.
"It is reasonable to say that an ordinary massacre case does not disturb the whole spiritual world, but the key to the problem is that these massacres are all the same people."
"They are good at killing remote villages and towns, destroying the weaker clan families, and will kill all the adults, but take away the lucky young children from those villages and towns. Not only that, they also take in beggars along the street, but they can return to wandering beggars and imprison those children in different places. No one knows what they intend to do with these children."
"This incident came so suddenly and strangely that it didn’t attract people’s attention, but then someone suddenly thought of a longer past," Jun Zeyu said.
"What past?" Li Xingyun asked.
"It seems that a similar case happened decades ago," Jun Zeyu said.
"This matter is known by more and more practitioners, and then it is like the same Huangshali line buried in dust. This line has many knots. Every knot represents a time point in ten, twenty or thirty years. This line has been pulled longer and longer until the past that should have been buried hundreds of years ago was gradually exposed."
"At that time, the strong people in the whole spiritual world suddenly realized that similar cases had happened hundreds of years ago and happened intermittently every few decades. Although things didn’t attract too much attention, it seems that they never stopped from hundreds of years ago to ten years ago!"
"The leaders of the major forces in the sky realized that things were unusual!" Jun Zeyu said
Jiang Manlou went on to say, "So one day ten years ago, those who were in the top position in the world finally ordered the strong men to send out the practitioners to investigate the truth together. During that time, they smashed one place after another to hide children and rescued many children in distress."
This is really a shocking old thing.
It is the first time that Li Xingyun has been reading this matter correctly since he was a child in the village.
Los Changfeng is also thinking of those old things.
When I was a child, the Luo family in Luohe County, his father also mentioned those things with him.
"What happened later? What is the truth? " Li Xingyun asked.
"There is no truth," Jun Zeyu said, shaking his head.
"There is no truth? Don’t those culprits even catch one? " Li Xingyun said incredulously.
"To be exact, none of them escaped!" Jun Zeyu said
"That can’t find the truth?" Li Xingyun said.
"Because those arrested culprits are all dead! They killed themselves when they were exposed! There is no trace of self-immolation! " Jiang Manlou said
"Since then, this case that has been buried in the yellow sand for hundreds of years has become a clue to check! It became the most mysterious case in a hundred years. "Jun Zeyu looked at the top of the pavilion and said," In those days, Jiange also participated in the tracing and saved many children who could return home. I didn’t expect that this week was actually one of those children who were in trouble ten years ago! "
Los Changfeng is also at the top of Tianxiang Pavilion.
He is curious about the connection between the old hospital student and the most mysterious case in hundreds of years!
Chapter 34 A showdown
I don’t know whether it is intentional or intentional. The flying snow seems to set off the tense atmosphere of the confrontation between the two people at the top of Tianxiang Pavilion.
Street Luo Changfeng and others are staring at the heights.
Even if the heavy snow covered their eyes and blocked the layers of sight, they could clearly feel that the falling snowflake facing each other was instantly cut into several pieces by the wind.
A flash of cold light.
The streets of Li Xing, the clouds and the river are full of people who are stung by that cold light and consciously blocked the line of sight with their palms.
"moving"
Los Changfeng is narrow squint.
Perhaps it is because he has a good sense of Dao and is used to it that the response to this cold light is not very intense.
He finally moved when he saw the two figures at the top of Tianxiang Pavilion and the cold light passed away.
He can’t help drinking in a low voice.
Junze Jade and Liluo, Chongyang and others stared at the top of the pavilion from a distance.
They heard the sound of Luo Changfeng almost at the same time as that figure moving.
Like an Oracle, it passed like that cold light.
The first move is naturally Jiange’s brother Zhou Tong.
It is purely a matter of calligraphy for people in Jiange to practice swords. Disciples naturally know that the first hand has the first hand.
Jiang Manlou and Li Xingyun suspected that the reaction was slow for a moment.
When their eyes fell to the two figures on the top of Xiangge through layers of snow curtain again, they were surprised to find that the two men were not abnormal.
Still calm there
Jiange’s brother Zhou Tong stood with an iron sword in his hand.