Fengguixu

Chapter 79

Feng Yin restrained his expression: "City Master Helian, but it's okay to say."

Helian Chunxing's eyes puffed up and his nose flared, his chest was obviously filled with anger but he still made a fake smile, looking particularly ferocious: "Suwen Shengjiao Presbyterian Church'Feiyanyoulong' Four Elders are very quick and resolute, Just now we have all heard and seen that Elder Cheng Feicheng died because of ineffective protection of the stele, he is really a man of true temperament, and he is worthy of admiration."

As soon as he came up, he first flattered Cheng Fei, and he couldn't bear to listen to it. He made it clear that he wanted to suppress his desires first, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that the key point was in the second half of the sentence. As expected——

"I personally think," Helian Chunxing continued, "that such a man is as famous as a scumbag, which really insults the prestige of Elder Cheng!"

"Oh?" Feng Yin heard the words, her crooked smile turned sharply, "I don't know who is the scum beast that City Lord Helian mentioned?"

Helian Chunxing exhaled anger from his nose, and pointed two fingers at the black-robed elder sitting on the mat on Fengyin's left: "Helian will leave the words here today, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. You Wushuang is alive." One day, my city of Langya will fight the Holy Cult to the end with all my might!"

"Hmph, the city master has such a big tone!" You Wushuang has a high position in the church, and has always relied on the favor of the holy aunt to support him. At this time, he ignored Feng Yin's position and stood up to confront him. He said with a dark smile, "You I really want to see what it will be like when the raging holy fire washes Langya City with blood!"

When he uttered the five words "Bloodwashing Langya City", everyone on the field changed expression, and suddenly felt a sense of urgency, and secretly clenched their weapons.

There was a soft "click", and a subordinate behind Helian Chunxing pushed out the waist knife with half a finger.

In an instant, more than a dozen red-robed saints jumped out from nowhere, and surrounded Helian's group in the blink of an eye.

The two sides glared at each other, their nerves and muscles tensed, and the situation was critical, imminent.

Feng Yin neither stopped nor reconciled, she bent her knees and lay down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and slowly started to nibble.

When the heroes heard the sound of clicking, they couldn't help but look sideways, good guy, what time is it, this unlucky saint is still watching the show?

As the confrontation elongated, beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead, Helian Chunxing's eyelids were twitching, and his heart was pounding. He was really not sure what Feng Yin's plan was, didn't he agree that he would join forces to perform a performance today? drama?Co-authoring means letting him sing a one-man show alone?

He couldn't get off the tiger, and the anger in his belly was soaring that it was about to burst out. When he was full of anger, he couldn't control it so much, so he had to bite the bullet and smash an egg against a stone: "You Wushuang, you have a lot of people, and now you want to kill me, Helian. Spring travel is as simple as crushing an ant to death, but so what if you kill me? So what if you wash Langya city with blood? Exhausted? And the Tianchi Sacred Cult has you murderous and reckless jackal, like a rat droppings, ruining a pot of soup, so short-sighted, ruining its reputation, and delusional to dominate the world? Huh, be yours Go to Spring and Autumn Dream!"

His impassioned speech probably expressed the aspirations of all sects present, which attracted a lot of echoes.

Seeing that the people around were filled with righteous indignation, Chu Bao'er was heartbroken, and secretly tugged on Chu Jinghan's clothes: "Mother, will there be a fight later?"

Chu Jinghan's calm eyes fell on Feng Yin who was not far away, and he didn't reply.

Chu Baoer was a little anxious: "Mother, if we really fight later, can we make a move? If we want to make a move, who should we help?"

Chu Jinghan looked at him helplessly, and said two words concisely: "Let's see."

Oh, just watch it.

Chu Bao'er scratched his head, at least let his butt stick to the mat, otherwise he would have rushed into the crowd with his usual temper.

Seeing that the anger of the crowd became more and more intense, Feng Yin threw away the melon seeds, sat up straight, and gave the shaggy-haired man on the right hand a wink.

Yan Fu understood, stood up calmly, and comforted him: "City Lord Helian, don't get excited, everyone has something to talk about, talk about it well."

Seeing that Fengyin's people finally took action, Helian Chunxing raised his throat and cleared his throat, "Elder Yan, since I came to this Bailibei today, I just want to have something to say." Come on, it's just that the beast named You is rampant so far, and the words are silent, I was angry for a while, and the words were unavoidable, so please bear with me."

"It's easy to say." Yan Fu's face, which has been blush by alcohol for many years, is full of a friendly smile. He is a person who is used to getting along with each other, and his words and actions are like dough, without any sharp edges.

You Wushuang was pointed at the nose and scolded the beast, so angrily, he gave Yan Fu a vicious look, sneered again and again, thinking that this old man is here to sue, let's see if there is anyone to back you up.

Relying on his kung fu, Yan Fu strolled over, first persuaded You Wushuang's subordinates to put down their weapons and retreat, then expressed his understanding to Helian Chunxing in a soft voice, and finally changed the subject: "After a long time of trouble, City Lord Helian hasn't said anything yet, what kind of grievances do you have with Elder You?"

Helian Chunxing's mood was a little smoother, and he complained like beans poured out of a bamboo tube: "Last month, this Elder You Wushuang brought people to my Langya City, saying that the holy aunt had an order to take over the big and small banks in the city. I, Helian The family has been running various businesses in Langya City for generations. It is said that since they have submitted to the Holy Religion, it is natural for these businesses to be taken over by the Holy Religion. I, He Lianchun, have suffered losses in virtue and deeds. I have no face to see people. I have no complaints. To live and work in peace and contentment, I also hope that the folks in these money houses can stay still, so that they can keep their jobs. Elder Yan, all the heroes here, is my request, Helian, very harsh?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"How harsh is that? City Lord Helian's request is all reasonable!" "Yes, with this request, is it true that the surname You is not allowed?" "No way, no way? Are you still not satisfied?"

"Hmph, it's not just that it's not allowed!" Helian Chunxing trembled when he was excited, "That You Wushuang came into the city, and ransacked all the banks in my city that night! The bankers cried and begged him to show mercy. Guess what, everyone? He actually chopped off the head of the guy with a knife, and hung it outside the bank for three days!"

The crowd was in an uproar, thinking of all the previous evil deeds of the Demon Cult, new and old hatred welled up in their hearts, all of them looked at You Wushuang as if they were about to bleed, wishing to eat his flesh and skin.

Rao You Wushuang was excellent in martial arts, surrounded by heroes, and his palms were sweating slightly, he turned his eyes for help to the seat of the holy lady, and was shocked to find that the holy lady was not there!He was taken aback, his flustered eyes met Feng Yin's meaningful eyes, his body trembled immediately, and he stepped back half a step unconsciously.

In an instant, he thought of Cheng Fei's forced martyrdom just now, and a chill shot up from the soles of his feet.Among the four elders of "Flying Swallows and Dragons" in the Presbyterian Hall, he and Cheng Fei have been fans of the Holy Aunt since the very beginning, Yan Fu is a useless drunkard, Long Yun is taciturn and seems to be neutral, but he is actually waiting opportunity.Judging from today's situation, it is obvious that Yan Fu has been won over by Feng Yin, and Ruo Long has turned his back...

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, and the cold sweat on his back soaked through his heavy shirt.

At this moment, Feng Yin's thin lips parted slightly, and asked: "Elder You, is this really the case?"

This frivolous question actually weighed a thousand catties, and it directly bent You Wushuang's knee. He was frustrated, and in order to protect himself, he had no choice but to kneel down with a plop: "My lord! Your subordinate, my subordinate has been like a day for 20 years. Work hard, work hard without credit, and don't dare to disobey the orders of the lord and the holy aunt on weekdays. That old man, Helian... the city lord Helian is full of blood and nonsense, the lord must not listen to outsiders' instigation , Chilled the hearts of the followers of this sect!"

These words are even sold out with warnings, and they are both soft and hard. It can be said that they are painstaking and dying.

Feng Yin licked the sharp canine teeth with the tip of her tongue, hissed, and seemed to disagree with his words: "You said that you dare not disobey the order of this deity, and this deity will ask you, I will send you to Langya City, and specifically tell you What are you here for?"

You Wushuang was interrogated in public, even though Feng Yin had a pleasant face, he lost all face, the muscles on his face twitched, and he replied: "You want your subordinates not to hurt the people in Langya city, not to embarrass the Helian family, and to take over the bank smoothly. .”

Feng Yin leaned forward slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "That's what I said, how did you do it?"

You Wushuang hastily explained: "My lord, those who achieve great things don't care about small things. That day, my subordinates only killed that one guy in order to scare the chickens and monkeys. Otherwise, otherwise, how could those people willingly hand over the account books?"

"It makes sense to kill chickens to scare monkeys." Feng Yin habitually turned the blood jade finger in her hand, drooping her eyelids, "Then... where is the money?"

You Wushuang's shoulders collapsed, he was short of breath for an instant, and hesitated: "What... what money?"

"City Master Helian made it clear just now that you led your subordinates and looted all the money houses in the city." Feng Yin didn't lift her eyelids, "It's so strange, I didn't even see a copper coin for this money. Elder Yan, can you see it?"

He glanced at Yan Fu and asked Yan Fu, because Yan Fu was in charge of internal accounting.

But Yan Fu spread out his hands, his blank face was just like his blank book.

Feng Yin nodded, and then raised her eyes to look at You Wushuang: "It's strange, you said, where did the money go?"

Those long and narrow phoenix eyes are full of murderous intent.

Pressing his head down under pressure, You Wushuang lowered his gaze, not daring to vent his breath.

"What? Can't tell? Still don't know?" Feng Yin snorted coldly, then suddenly stood up, "Long Ju, lift everything up!"

thing?what?

Feeling apprehensive, You Wushuang turned to look.

I saw Elder Long with a majestic appearance and a length of nine feet led a row of disciples up the steps. They were orderly, and each two disciples worked together to lift a red lacquered treasure box, one after another, and actually lifted more than 300 heavy large boxes. The boxes were neatly stacked on the Wushen platform.

When You Wushuang saw these familiar boxes, his vision went dark, all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away instantly, and his whole body slowly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

How... how... he had checked these boxes in the warehouse in the morning, why would they fall into Long Ju's hands now...

"Open." Feng Yin ordered.

"Bang bang bang bang", a series of slamming locks and iron locks falling to the ground sounded on Wushen Stage, and the ringing lasted at least half an hour of incense sticks.

The box was completely torn open, and the gold, silver and jewels inside were so rich that they were so golden that they blinded everyone.

What kind of greed does this have to make so much money?

Nowadays, not only people from various sects, but also the disciples of the Holy Cult and Benjiao are all looking at You Wushuang with hatred, their eyes are full of ridicule and disgust.

"What else do you have to say?" Feng Yin looked at You Wushuang from top to bottom.

You Wushuang lowered his head, his brows were sullen, he couldn't tell the money at all, because the warehouse was not his own, but the saint's private warehouse.Over the years, he has been collecting money for the Holy Aunt in order to seek great things. Now that his deeds have been exposed, if he tells the whole story, not only the Holy Aunt will be implicated, but he himself and even his disciples will all die without a place to bury them.Anyway, it's death, it's better to fight.

It was too late and then quickly, he suddenly turned his head up, and with a bang, something shot out of his mouth, and rushed towards Feng Yin's face.

Seeing the opportunity, Feng Yin copied the jade-bone fan in her hand. It seemed to be an understatement, but there was a crisp sound, and a green silver needle was pierced on the fan bone!The strength of its momentum can cut iron and break jade, which shows the strong inner strength of the person it makes!

But You Wushuang took advantage of the time gained by this sneak attack, and he had fled back a few feet. Seeing that he was about to escape with light kung fu with his arms open, two weapons came at him with two puffs, and shot at his back at the same time. Submerged, pierced through the chest - one is Yan Fu's flying knife through the curtain, and the other is Long Yun's keel axe.

The Four Great Elders of "Flying Swallows and Flying Dragons" are not in vain.

You Wushuang turned around slowly with staring eyes, gurgling in his throat, but he didn't say a word. With a sound of "boom", he fell to the ground and died.

At this point, even the most stupid people can see that the various actions of Venerable Feng today are aimed at punishing evil externally and gaining power internally.The holy church is intriguing and deceitful, and it is not stable.

Seeing this, the leaders of various sects couldn't help but feel ready to move, their thoughts came alive, the opportunity must not be missed, if it never comes back, why not take advantage of its chaos and kill it?It's a pity that the elders of Wanxiang Temple and Qingyun Temple did not come this time, and the vitality of each of the three aristocratic families has been seriously injured, and there is really no one to lead them right now.But as long as the Devil's Cult continues to fight internally, perhaps it can be considered in the long term.Seeing Feng Yin being so aggressive, the turmoil brought about by the change of power within the Demon Cult may not last long. Right now, I only hope that the holy lady can survive for a long time.

Just as everyone was thinking this way, a person with excellent eyesight suddenly saw two figures, one black and one green, drifting back and forth on the half-foot peak of Tianchi Mountain not far away. Look, what's that?"

"Oh, isn't that the woman who lit the holy fire just now?" Chu Baoer squinted her eyes and muttered, "The other man in Tsing Yi looks familiar to me?"

Not only him, but many people also saw that the shadow was the saint.

The holy aunt is in trouble, and the holy religion can't just sit idly by.

Feng Yin raised his eyes and looked into the distance, before saying after a while: "Everyone, my teacher has important matters to deal with, so I will take a step first."

After finishing speaking, he rose against the wind, his robe sleeves rustled, and the ground shrank into an inch, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving everyone looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Mother..." Chu Baoer was a little taken aback, "What should I do now?"

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Chu Jinghan didn't talk much nonsense, picked up his son's collar, and ran towards the Banchi Peak.

With Luoxia Mountain Villa leading the way, the other outstanding Qinggong masters from various sects were not far behind, and chased after them vigorously.