Chapter 9 (1/2)

Today is the day when great Xia Liu Zhengfeng of Hengshan sect ”washes his hands in a golden basin”. Hengshan city is full of joy. Five or six hundred distant guests flock to the city. Friends of other five mountains sword sect, some famous heroes in the Jianghu, and even some no three no four people have come one after another.

Some of these people are familiar with each other, some are just attracted by their fame and have never seen each other. For a moment, they greet and introduce in the hall and make a loud noise. Other leaders of Wuyue sword sect, looking at the crowd, some small people with mixed eyes, couldn't help frowning. They all felt that Liu Zhengfeng didn't know how to respect himself. Such a compromise has fallen into the name of Wuyue sword sect.

At a quarter past midnight, Liu Zhengfeng returned to the inner hall and was entertained by his disciples. As soon as he sat down, he saw a black light flash to the end. When he looked up, he saw a long black fine iron needle nailed to his right side.

Looking at the black needle carefully, Liu Zhengfeng found that it was the famous concealed weapon of his close friend Qu Yang. ”Black blood divine needle”. When it was released, a cluster of black needles were scattered like rain, and the victim would die. It is a famous vicious concealed weapon in the sun moon cult.

However, this flying needle was not shot by the way of Qu Yang's flowers and rain all over the sky, but was nailed into the solid wood with pure hand strength. A three inch ox hair fine needle with only a tiny needle tail exposed outside. Liu Zhengfeng clapped his palm next to the fine needle. As soon as he spit out his palm strength, the flying needle shot out upside down, but it has broken in two.

Liu Zhengfeng took a breath. The black blood god needle is as thin as ox hair, and its diameter is only a tiny millimetre. If you don't look carefully on your hand, you can't find it. Usually, with a slight force, the slender flying needle will twist and break. Even if you use the energy of Qu Yang and refine it for decades, it is difficult to exert force on it. You can only use your internal power to hit a large cluster by means of flowers and rain all over the sky, and apply severe poison to the needle to ensure its power.

Now this black blood divine needle has the same weakness as Qu Yang's, but it can use a small ox hair needle to sink into the solid wood without damaging anything. This technique has far exceeded Qu Yang. No wonder there is no toxin on it.

Liu Zhengfeng wrapped the black blood god needle, carefully put it in his arms, and went along the direction of the needle. It was just a few breaths, so he walked to the bottom of a bamboo forest. Seeing a young man with a weak crown in royal clothes, jade ring and hair, and sword eyebrow star, sitting under the bamboo forest, the beautiful girl of 12 or 13 years old beside him called out in surprise when she saw Liu Zhengfeng.

”Grandpa Liu!”

Seeing this scene, Liu Zhengfeng was shocked and said, ”doctor Sai, why did you lead me here? Why did you bring my niece?” but he secretly buckled a hairspring long sword in his hand and was on guard.

That day, Chen ang was far away. When a dart killed Mu Gaofeng, he was not far away. Liu Zhengfeng may not be able to take over the black blood needle just now. Today, Chen Ang's intention is unknown, so he can't help being vigilant.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Chen ang knew it. He immediately stood up, arched his hands at him and said, ”I didn't force this little girl to bring her here, but she adhered to me and had to follow me. I also think she's very annoying. If Mr. Liu knew her family well, I'd entrust her to Mr. Liu!”

Qu Feiyan heard him say that she was pestering people. She snorted coldly and turned her head.

Liu Zhengfeng was relieved to see Qu Feiyan. He made a big taboo with Qu Yang about his contact with Qu Yang. It was spread that not only the Wuyue sword sect could not spare him, but also the sun moon cult wanted to chase them. Therefore, the contact between the two people was very secret and could not be known to others.

With their life-long friendship, if Qu Yang's granddaughter was held in the hands of the enemy, he had to fight his old life and sacrifice his life to save her.

”Today is a happy day for Liu to wash his hands in a golden basin. Since doctor Sai is here, why not go in and have a drink?” Liu Zhengfeng hugged boxing with a warm smile on his face.

”I'm afraid today is not the day of your great joy, but the time when the whole family died.” Chen ang shook his head and said, ”you still have a fluke when you see this black blood needle. Do you really think no one knows about you and Qu Yang?”

Liu Zhengfeng's face immediately darkened and said coldly, ”the doctor's words can teach me to be confused!”

”Don't panic, hide the soft sword in your sleeve. We are friends rather than enemies!” Chen ang smiled, spread out his hands and indicated that he was unarmed. ”Do you know that in Hengshan City, Ding Mian, Lu Bai and Fei bin of the 13th Taibao of Song Mountain hid with the commander's flag of the Wuyue sword sect. What's the matter with them here?”

”Alliance leader's flag?” Liu Zhengfeng said in a deep voice, ”alliance leader Zuo is highly respected. He sent the alliance leader's flag here. There must be something important!”

Chen ang smiled, glanced at him and said directly: ”Why do you deceive yourself and others? Zuo lengchan's plot to unite the five mountains is not a day or two. He has long been dissatisfied with sitting in the position of the leader of the five mountains alliance. You Liu Zhengfeng is the pillar of Hengshan Mountain. He says he sees you as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh. With this justifiable handle, today next year will be the death day of your family!”

Liu Zhengfeng was furious when he said this. At this time, Zuo lengchan's ambition is not as obvious as that in the back. In the Jianghu, in the Wuyue sword sect, he is still the iron faced leader of impartial law enforcement in the eyes of others. It can be said that it was the death of Liu Zhengfeng's family that made the Wuyue sword sect divorced from his heart and made Zuo lengchan's reputation colder.

Liu Zhengfeng suddenly heard about it and naturally refused to believe it, but after all, he was the leader of Hengshan sect. After decades of old Jianghu, he calmed down and thought about all the actions of Songshan in recent years. He didn't feel cold sweat drenched his back.

At this time, Qu Feiyan also came up and poured a ladle of cold water: ”my grandpa also heard about it, so he took me here in a hurry. Grandpa Liu, he didn't lie to you. Songshan sect is really bad for you.”