"Master of the village, this person is not a good person. It seems that we have to be careful." The words came from the Ninth Prince who came after hearing the news. At this time, Meng Long and others from the village were already standing behind the house.

"What about the people sent out to find out information...?"

Before he finished asking, Fang Fangyi stopped because he no longer had the need to ask. Everyone followed his gaze and saw eight corpses being thrown forcefully in front of them.

"Bring them back. The people of Luoxue Villa should not be insulted like this."

Meng Long and others flew out, picking up corpses one after another, and returned to Luoxue Villa with gloomy expressions. They were polite before attacking. This was a naked threat.

"That's too much!"

Mr. Duan was the most angry. Others looked sullen, but he was already angry. With one strike of his ax, he made a hole in the hard wall, and gravel flew everywhere.

As soon as he was angry, Mr. Duan had already jumped up in the air, ready to chase Vulcan and his party. However, his body that had just jumped up was suddenly tightly clamped by a hand, and Fang Fangyi happened to be holding Duan Er with one hand.

Grandpa.

"Boy Fang, let me go." Second Master Duan shouted with red eyes: "Second Master, I will never be a coward. If you don't go, I will go."

"Of course the blood debt must be repaid with blood, but there is not enough time. No one is allowed to leave the village without my order."

"Bullshit time! Second Master, I'm going to go!"

"Second brother, do you still recognize me as your elder brother?" Zuo Swordsman asked aside.

"When did I say that I don't recognize you as my eldest brother?"

"Just admit it. If you admit it, just listen to big brother and go back. The owner of the village is happy with the grudges. When have you ever seen the owner be a coward? This matter is related to the world, the country, and the life and death of the people in the village.

The owner has to be careful."

"Okay, second brother." Meng Long patted Second Master Duan on the shoulder.

There were three people sitting in the room, Fang Fang Yi, Murong Zhan, and Murong Bingyue. Although the poison in Murong Zhan's body had been cured, without Fang Yi's terrifying self-healing ability, the trauma was still very serious.

"Brother, today we are here to say goodbye." Murong Zhan said. "The owner of the farm has been working for a while. My father's whereabouts are unknown. We must leave." The speaker was Murong Bingyue.

Fang Fangyi stood up and did not answer in a hurry. He lowered his hands and pondered. After a moment, he said: "In the past, my uncle used a spear like a dragon to explore the water. He was nicknamed the 'Dragon of the East China Sea' and shocked the martial arts community in the south." No one can listen to the praise of others.

His father must be proud, but now their expressions are even heavier.

After a pause, Fang Fangyi stared at the two of them and said, "In recent years, my uncle has rarely made any moves. I wonder if his martial arts can be compared to what he was back then?"

"Other people don't know it, but as a son, I know that although I am known as a rare martial arts genius in the Murong family, with my current skills, I can only get beaten if I stand against my father."

"That's right, the heads of Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, Emei, Qingcheng, Kongtong and other sects, the leaders of the Thirteen Gangs in Saibei, the Sixteen Ladles of the Yellow River, and the famous chief escorts of eleven escort bureaus

, there are also some heads of martial arts families, etc. These people are not popular characters. Do you think that my uncle's disappearance is just an isolated case?"

"How can little sister not know the connection between this, just...?"

"I know what Miss Murong is thinking, but now, the world is in turmoil and it is no longer a family affair. Only by joining forces can we find out the conspiracy. I will use spies from Dongchang and Shanzhuang to screen the Murong family members all over the place.

, find the people who still believe in you, and the two of you can regain control of this power. Only in this way can you have the capital to fight this crisis."

"Don't worry, young master, I can mark out the hidden men and horses in various places of the Murong family. In addition, besides those men and horses, there are also a group of secret forces, which are the last support of the Murong family. These people only know their existence if they live in the house. I am

The heirs live here and I will contact them as soon as possible."

All the eight spies sent to infiltrate were dead, and Fang Fang Yi did not send any more people. But news still came to Luoxue Villa, because this news was meant to be told to everyone in the world.

Ten thousand troops, tens of thousands of rebels, and people from all walks of life jointly launched a common leader. To Fang Fangyi's surprise, this person was not the God of Fire, but a stranger with a resounding name, Lord Zhu Shen.

He claimed to be Emperor Jianwen and the royal family was orthodox. This time he crusaded against rebellion and regained the country.

After hearing this news, Fang Fangyi thought of a place, the Valley of the Lost Saints, a paradise that is free from the world. Is it really a place that is free from the world? Or does it have ulterior motives? Fang Fangyi's expression becomes worse and worse.

"Master, Yao Lao is here."

Before the voice could finish, Fang Fangyi saw Yao Lao walking in.

"You have to give me an explanation."

"Isn't I here?" Yao Lao walked in with a smile, glanced at Fang Yi's gloomy face, and sat down on his own, "I will explain it to you when I come, Zhu Shenzhu, I thought it was the first time I heard it.

Where is the Lord Pig?"

"He's not from your Lost Saint Valley?" Fang Fangyi stared at Yaolao's eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.

"It may have been the case before, but it is definitely not the case now. You know, everyone has his own ambitions, and there are not a few people who have left the Valley of the Forgotten Saints. But one thing is that from that day on, he is no longer a person from the Valley of the Forgotten Saints."

"So, what he represents is not what your Forgotten Sacred Valley means."

"Of course not."

The house laughed easily. He was indeed overly nervous. The Vulcan Cult's net had tightly covered him. He was like a puppet, manipulated by others. He didn't want to, and he dared to believe that he had believed it before.

The man is also holding a string on the puppet in his hand.

"In addition to giving you an explanation to put your mind at ease, I have one more thing to do." Yao Lao was no longer calm, and his face became serious.

"I know, you really want to know if he was once from the Valley of the Forgotten Saints."

"No matter who leaves the Forgotten Sacred Valley, they must swear to their ancestors never to reveal the secrets of the Forgotten Sacred Valley. This is why the Forgotten Sacred Valley has been safe and sound until now, but now I am afraid that this secret cannot be kept."

"You are worried that Lord Zhu Shen will violate his oath."

"Oaths can only restrain gentlemen, but they cannot restrain villains. The Lost Saint Valley does not want to fight for anything anymore. Since it is those things that belonged to us before, you understand what I mean."

Yao Lao left, and House Yi smiled bitterly. I never cared about the fame and wealth, but now I understand that it is too late to retreat. Some causes and effects are destined. You can't escape from the Valley of the Lost Saints, and neither can I escape from House Yi.

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The huge Forbidden City was besieged, and people were in panic all day long. The civil and military officials in the court were also in turmoil, and there was no peace. There was even more traffic in front of Zhang Ju's main gate. There was an endless stream of people who came to see him, including the little emperor who sent him to deliver the edict.

eunuch.

The emperor was young, and Zhang Juzheng became the backbone of the entire capital. This was something he had dreamed of for a long time, but today he just understood the weight of power.

The Jianghu people asked the imperial court to release their leaders and give them an explanation, but the imperial court did not know whether those troublesome figures were dead or alive.

In order to frame Fang Fangyi, Zhang Juzheng realized that the price he had paid was too high and the trouble he had caused was not small. He had unintentionally become an important chess piece.

For the current plan, the most effective way to deal with this crisis is to mobilize all armies and annihilate the rebels in one fell swoop. No conspiracy will be vulnerable to absolute power.

In addition to the Twelve Route Messengers, Zhang Juzheng also secretly sent a group of people, and now the results have been achieved. At the same time as the court was in crisis, bad news also came from the border. The enemy countries were sending troops to the border one after another, and they were ready to start a war. Regardless of the truth of the news,

Fake, there is no doubt that the capital will not get reinforcements all the way.

"Master, Master Liu, Master Wang, they have been waiting all day, asking to see you. Eunuch Li from the palace has already arrived and is waiting for you in the hall."

"Well, I understand. Tell the people outside not to panic. We can discuss anything in the morning."

"Old slave, I know, where is Eunuch Li...?"
Chapter completed!