Liang Xiwen breathed a long breath, not caring about Ye Lingtian's enjoying the fruit of worshiping Master Wutian: "Those assassins were aimed at Liang Xiang. If you hadn't acted in time, they would have hurt Liang Xiang. According to reason, these assassins were not sent by the Prime Minister's Mansion, then the Chen family and the Wei family were left."

Listening to her analysis, Ye Lingtian shook his head without comment, biting the apple and speaking lightly: "It may not be ruled out. Maybe Li Yuan and the others are people sent from the Prime Minister's Mansion. They wrote, directed and acted in order to resolve the public opinion pressure and the hostility of the Qingmen faced by the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"What you said makes sense."

Liang Xiwen's brows frowned even more, and he glanced at Ye Lingtian intentionally or unintentionally. He thought he could get out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but in the end, there was still a situation in the game. So she thought for a while and said, "But my sixth sense tells me that this should not be the trick played by the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Ye Lingtian smiled bitterly and was speechless at her. He moved his body and leaned against the tombstone and murmured to himself: "Sword Maniac, you are always showing off. Please bless us to find the dissidents as soon as possible, so as not to be stabbed in the Qingmen secretly. In addition, you bless me to go to the Prime Minister's House tonight for peace."

"You really want to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight?"

Liang Xiwen moved Ye Lingtian's body three inches to prevent the kid from leaning on it and blaspheming his master: "Although the relationship between Qingmen and the Prime Minister's Mansion has been temporarily eased, you are Liang Xiang's life-saving benefactor, but Liang's hostility may not be eliminated. You may be extremely dangerous when you go to eat this meal."

"Why do you want to find an excuse for physical discomfort to shirk it?"

Liang Xiwen also pointed to the wound on Ye Lingtian's shoulder and kindly reminded him that there was a legitimate excuse: "It is not embarrassing to avoid the enemy and wait for an opportunity to move again. If you don't want to attend to tonight's banquet, I will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to help you push it. For the sake of Qingmen, I don't want something to happen to you."

Ye Lingtian had not had too many emotional ups and downs on his face. He swayed his fingers gently and replied, "It's okay, I will deal with it carefully. I promised that Liang Xiang would go to the banquet tonight, otherwise wouldn't it be weaker than the limelight of the Qingmen? Besides, even if Liang Xiang had any killer moves, I could handle it calmly."

Liang Xiwen sighed and said nothing. Ye Lingtian quickly got up and went down the mountain after eating the apple. He looked at the time and asked Liang Xiwen to gather first-level Qingmen's children. Sixty people came in less than three minutes. Zhaojun's battle and Tiandu Teahouse Fengyun used up hundreds of Qingmen's experts. Now these sixty Qingmen's children are the mainstay of Qingmen. "The first move,,,,"

Ye Lingtian, who knew the role of this group of people, did not hide his own personal information at all. He taught these 60 people one by one with the sword finger left by the sword cynic. In fact, in the last words of Master Wutian, he did not ask Ye Lingtian to pass the sword finger to the first-level children, but Ye Lingtian was in order to win people's hearts and strengthen the Qingmen.

Liang Xiwen actually understood this in his heart. His master has always been accustomed to teaching students according to his aptitude and will not rashly ask Ye Lingtian to teach the Qingmen's children, but she knew that Ye Lingtian needed to take the opportunity to win reputation. In addition, Ye Lingtian's selfless dedication to his sword fingers made her swallow the behavior she wanted to stop.

She looked up at the sky ahead, and the sun was rising in the master's cemetery.

"One Hundred and Thirty Seven."

On the top of a heavily guarded national park in Liangdu, a man in white turned his head and looked at Liang Xiang beside him. His voice was plain and without any emotion: "This group of people was well organized and each was equipped with tongue poison pills. I killed 137 people, but I couldn't leave a living."

A faint regret appeared on his face: "And there are countless evil mechanisms in the garden building, which slowed down my speed of chasing the mastermind behind the scenes, especially the last escape tunnel. Nine turns and eighteen turns were the second time I saw in my life, so I did not take the mastermind behind the scenes in the end."
Chapter completed!