After the man with the knife left, everyone's eyes were awakened by Qiong Kaixin's frightened cry.
I saw a clear knife mark on his neck and chest. The knife marks were very smooth. It seemed that they were cut open at the same time with a very fast knife.
No blood flowed out. The wounds seemed to be temporarily connected.
However, when Qiong Kaixin moved, two streams of intense blood suddenly rushed out from his neck and chest.
Opposite him, Wang Kun and Tingyulou disciples, who were unable to dodge, were stained with Qiong Kaixin's blood.
The happy senior brother in Qiong flashed and hurriedly shot out of the inn. However, after searching for a long time, he returned to the inn again.
"Second Senior Brother. Junior Brother Qiong, he..." a disciple of the Beast Sect said in a trembling voice, "He is dead."
"I know," the man said calmly, "he was killed by the man just now. Unexpectedly, this inn is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. An ordinary diner is actually a King of Martial Arts. Collect the body of Junior Brother Qiong and bring it back to the sect. Buried inside.”
As he said that, the man looked at Su Xin and Yang Qiushi with a sneer, "One is the Ling Sect and the other is the Wuzong. You two had better be careful. This emperor is not safe."
After saying that, he took the disciples of the Beast Sect and left.
Wang Kun from Tingyu Tower also changed his expression several times. He snorted coldly at Su Xin and Yang Qiushi and left immediately.
Yang Qiushi had no intention of paying attention to these people. He saw Su Xin's lost look from just now. He was very worried and said, "Xin'er, what's wrong with you?"
Su Xin sat on the chair and murmured, "So familiar. So familiar. I must know him. But why can't I remember him."
Yang Qiushi hurriedly came to Su Xin's side. He hesitated for a moment and then hugged her and said softly, "Xin'er, what's so familiar?"
Looking at Yang Qiushi, Su Xin said, "That man. The man with the big knife on his back. I feel like I know him."
Stunned for a moment, Yang Qiushi frowned deeply and said, "No way. That person didn't show his appearance. How could you know him? Did you remember it wrong? However, he helped us and killed the Beast Sect." Disciple, will there be any trouble?"
Shaking her head, Su Xin said, "It can't be wrong. Although he didn't show his appearance, I feel like I know him. He should have hugged me and taken care of me."
"Ah..." Yang Qiushi said blankly, "He...he hugged you and...also took care of you."
"Pfft" Seeing Yang Qiushi like this, Su Xin couldn't help but laugh and said, "You little stone, where did you think you went?"
After sorting out her emotions, Su Xin frowned and said thoughtfully, "I feel that his back is very familiar. He should have hugged me when I was young. But I can't remember who he is for the moment."
"So that's it." Yang Qiushi secretly took a breath and said, "Could it be the Crazy Sword? I heard from the master that he is a person with very powerful sword skills. How fast that person was when he shot just now. I can't even see it. clear."
Shaking her head, Su Xin said, "It can't be Uncle Kuangdao. I know Uncle Kuangdao. That person can't be him. Besides, Uncle Kuangdao's sword is carried on his shoulders, not on his back."
"Is that so?" Yang Qiushi frowned and thought for a moment. "Who could it be? Since he helped us, he must know us. But why doesn't he show up and recognize us?"
Su Xin was also very puzzled by this.
When he was about to speak, he saw an old man tremblingly ordering the children in the inn to clean up the splattered blood. He comforted the guests, and then came to sit down at the table of Su Xin and Yang Qiushi.
After glancing at the two of them, the old man said, "I am the shopkeeper of Lingxiao Pavilion. I have seen what happened just now. You two are really relatives of Yan Yin."
"Yes." Yang Qiushi looked at the old man and saw that he was a very ordinary person. He nodded and said, "He is my and Xin'er's uncle. It was Uncle Yin who saved my life. It was also Uncle Yin who sent me to Southern College. What? What's the matter with the old man?"
Shaking his head, the old man said, "It's nothing. I just heard that you and Yan Yin have some relationship. I wanted to come over and have a chat. Just now I saw how arrogant those people were. It was really funny. They thought they were disciples of the Xijiang sect. They were acting wantonly here. Belittle warriors. I don’t know how many people I have received in Lingxiao Pavilion. I don’t know how many warriors I have met. There are countless masters. Just one Tangwu tournament. I can see how good I am, and I also say that Yan Yin is not. It’s really funny. If those people saw the scene when Yan Yin kicked a cultivator out of the field, I don’t think they would be able to brag."
"Old man, you know my uncle Yan Yin." Su Xin asked, "What about kicking a practitioner out of the field?"
The old man smiled and said, "It's not like we know each other. It was during the Tangwu Conference that year. Dingbei Marquis Yan Yin once lived here. However, his name was not Yan Yin at that time, but Fang Yin."
Next, the old man told Su Xin and Yang Qiushi what happened to Yan Yin back then. He also mentioned the incident of Yan Yin kicking away the cultivator Bi Yue at the Tangwu Conference.
"I heard that it was that kick that made many cultivators extremely afraid of Yan Yin. Later, some masters came to trouble him," the old man said in a low voice. "However, they didn't succeed in the end. Instead, a spirit king was killed He was killed. You know, Yan Yin at that time was just a martial arts master, but he killed a spiritual king. This incident caused shock in the entire imperial capital. I heard that the dead spiritual king was still from Xijiang He is the leader of a sect. However, Yan Yin is not only powerful, but also has an even more powerful backer. The head of Qingyun Peak and the current prince are protecting him. Everyone in the imperial capital says this is because of his father Yan Yi. In fact, We all know that if Yan Yin himself was not powerful, how could there be so many people helping him."
"Yeah," Su Xin said proudly, "Uncle Yin is the most powerful. How do those people know how powerful Uncle Yin is."
Nodding, the old man sighed, "It's just that I didn't know who he was at the time. When I found out later, I was very impressed and admired him. Speaking of which, when he left my place, he said he would come back to me in the future. I just hope he doesn't come back from this inn. It would be a pity if such a great hero who pacified Northern Xinjiang ended up with the same fate as his father."
After saying that, the old man stood up slowly. He smiled and said, "As I get older, I like to talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart."
Looking at the old man's leaving figure, Su Xin and Yang Qiushi looked at each other. Their eyes were full of strangeness.
In the next few months, everything in the Imperial Capital was relatively peaceful.
Su Xin and Yang Qiushi often played together. Yang Qiushi also had many conflicts with some disciples of the sect because of Su Xin.
The days went by like this. It wasn't until Banxue found Su Xin that day and told her that she was going back to Qingyue Mountain that Su Xin reluctantly said to Yang Qiushi, "Little Shitou, see you later."
However, she secretly winked playfully at Yang Qiushi.
Yang Qiushi naturally knew what Su Xin meant. Because Su Xin told him that she would secretly come out of Qingyue Mountain to look for him if there was a chance in the future.
Of course, Banxue didn't know about this.
Because she was having a headache about something.
Paper cannot contain the fire. The news that Yan Yin and the Ghost God Sect destroyed the Blood Soul Hall finally spread.
When she learned the news, she knew trouble was coming.
Although there are various signs that Yan Yin did this, there is no evidence to prove that he did it.
At this time, all the major sects that had moved to Fengyun Empire had learned of the news. While each major sect was shocked, they also took action one after another.
Some people went to Qingyue Mountain and Qingyun Peak to learn about the situation. Some people went directly to the Ghost God Sect to ask questions.
Others secretly collaborated and prepared to teach Yan Yin a lesson.
However, these people have no evidence to prove that it was Yan Yin's army that did it. Therefore, it is only within the controllable range at present.
However, the destruction of Blood Soul Hall was really shocking. Some sects even wanted to attack Yan Yin without any reason.
That's why Bunxue was so anxious to take Su Xin back to Qingyue Mountain after learning about this situation.
"Qiu Shi, something big is happening now. Maybe because of your relationship with Yan Yin, some people will make trouble for you. So, you'd better go to Northern Xinjiang." Looking at Yang Qiushi, Wan Xue said in a deep voice, "If you continue to stay, In the Imperial Capital, your situation will become dangerous. Before this matter spreads, you should immediately pack your bags and go to Northern Xinjiang. Do not go back to Southern College."
Although he didn't know what happened, out of trust in Su Xin and Wan Xue, Yang Qiushi nodded repeatedly and said, "Yeah. I'll go get ready."
Three days later, news finally spread that shocked the entire Fengyun Empire.
"Is this... is this true?" Many people in the imperial capital couldn't hide their horror and said, "Dingbei Hou destroyed the Blood Soul Hall, one of the top ten strange sects in Xijiang."
"Don't talk nonsense," one person said hurriedly, "This is just a rumor. It is not sure whether Dingbei Hou did it. However, what is certain is that from now on, there will only be nine of the ten most amazing gates in Western Xinjiang."
"My dear. If Marquis Dingbei really did this, how courageous and capable he must be." Someone clucked their tongues and said, "A cultivator sect was wiped out by a large army. This is such a damn relief. "
"That's it. I've had enough of being oppressed by these cultivators over the years. They are arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and they often bully us warriors." One person hummed. "It would be great if we could destroy a few more Xijiang sects." "
"I heard that the Blood Soul Hall was originally going to be relocated to the Yan clan in the Yanyun Mountains. However, now that it has been destroyed, this idea has come to nothing." Someone whispered, "Do you think it will be determined?" Beihou knew the news, so he took action against the Blood Soul Hall. After all, he is Yan Yi's son and a member of the Yan clan."
"Who knows," someone else said, "But now some of the cultivators in the imperial capital have put away their usual arrogant behavior. They are obviously very frightened by this incident."
Someone else said, "Also. Now the news has spread. Dingbeihou led a large army from Northern Xinjiang and entered Western Xinjiang. It was also because of this that everyone thought about the destruction of Blood Soul Hall.
Dingbeihou. If Dingbeihou really destroyed the Blood Soul Hall, what do you think the major sects in Western Xinjiang would do?"
"Who knows. Maybe they will take action against Marquis Dingbei. But since Marquis Dingbei can destroy a Blood Soul Hall, there must be masters among them. Besides, the factions in Western Xinjiang are not one and the same. Besides, Dingbei Marquis can destroy a blood soul hall.
Who is Beihou? That is Yan Yi's son. Who is Yan Yi's wife? That is Fairy Qingya of Qingyue Mountain
The youngest disciple. The major sects in Western Xinjiang want to deal with Dingbeihou. Can Qingyue Mountain not intervene? Besides, when we were in the imperial capital, Master Xiao of Qingyun Peak and Martial Saint Ling Jiannan and Dingbeihou
What does that have to do with it? If those sects in Western Xinjiang dare to take action against Dingbei Marquis, they will definitely not get any good results."
Discussions like this are not just limited to the imperial capital, but can be found everywhere.
Yang Qiushi naturally learned the news. He finally understood why Bunxue asked him to go to Northern Xinjiang.
Obviously, his Uncle Yin did this.
Otherwise, Bunxue would not let him go to Northern Xinjiang.
While secretly marveling at his Uncle Yin's methods and courage, Yang Qiushi couldn't help but worry about his safety.