Chapter 337 (1/2)
Lei Zhen said something and looked at the broken sky: ”old devil, don't blame me if you step in! I can't do you two, but you can't keep the foundation of Jiuding immortal gate!”
The sky was very ugly. He looked at the two people who were at war, and finally shook his head: ”xuanhu Zhenjun, two real people of wanjian Pavilion had an accident in our Jiuding immortal gate. It's reasonable for Lei Zhenzhen to want to investigate. If this little friend has nothing to do with this, there will be nothing to do. If it's related...”
He smiled bitterly and didn't go on, but the meaning was very clear. If the death of the two real people was really related to Xiang Yang, even if it was the sacrifice of Tianhu Xianzong, you couldn't protect him. After all, Xianzong will not tear his face for a little monk and wanjian Pavilion in the Dan knot period.
Xiang Yang stood behind xuanhu with a sneer and asked Meng MI, ”master Meng MI, what's the usual wind evaluation of wanjian pavilion? Are these unreasonable people?”
Why do you want to ask this? Meng Mi glanced at him in surprise and replied: ”It's not true. The three main sects in northern China are all famous and decent sects. How can they be unreasonable, except this one. I told you just now that Lei Zhenzhen's temperament changed greatly after five robberies. That's why the wanjian Pavilion didn't let him come this time because he was afraid of his bad temper. You know, the art of Lei's law has the strongest killing power on barbarians...”
Afraid of Xiang Yang's worry, she hesitated and said: ”Don't worry. I think xuanhu Zhenjun attaches great importance to you and won't let you go. As for my Xianyin club, although Zhenjun isn't present, if Lei Zhenzhen really wants to fool around, I will naturally come forward to negotiate. No matter how strong his wanjian Pavilion is, even with the overlord sect of central China as the backstage, I can't offend our two major sects?”
Xiang Yang smiled: ”thank you, master mengmi, but you don't need to negotiate. As long as the wanjian Pavilion is reasonable!”
He looked at the broken naive gentleman who had already stood aside, then gently walked out from behind the xuanhu Zhenjun, turned and bowed to the old man who was still firmly in front of him: ”thank you for your maintenance. Let me deal with it myself!”
”Will you handle it?” xuanhu looked at him in surprise.
”Yes, please rest assured that it is...” Xiang Yang smiled at him and turned around.
Seeing that he took the initiative to come out, Lei Zhen was not in a hurry at this time. He gave him a rather pondering look: ”boy, you know the truth and avoid many living sins. Don't say that I don't give face to Tianhu Xianzong. In Dun and the city, I know an old friend who is famous for his soul searching skill. As long as he can determine that this matter has nothing to do with you, I will naturally let you back!”
Xiang Yang Shi ran took two steps towards him with a respectful attitude and a smile on his face: ”I've been thinking that wanjian Pavilion is the first sect in northern China and a famous decent sect. How can I teach that kind of thing that looks like a dog on the surface and acts like bandits behind the scenes? Now I see Zhenjun you, I finally understand!”
His words before and after Gong made Lei Zhen stunned. When he understood, his face sank and he wanted to take action, but Xiang Yang hesitated again.
Before he could understand, Xiang Yang pointed to himself, shook his head and sighed, ”as for soul searching, that's not necessary. I killed those two bastards. If you want to kill people and seize treasure, you don't weigh your weight... Lei Zhenzhen, if you want to help them revenge, you'll find me!”
As soon as he said this, even xuanhu Zhenjun was stunned. A jiedan friar said he killed two Jiujie real people? Either he lost his mind, or his ears were broken
Lei Zhen was stunned and forgot how to deal with it for a moment.
He did have doubts about Xiang Yang, but it was only limited to whether he was involved in the matter. As for the murderer, how could he be a little monk at the end of the pill?