Yang Ji never expected that Jiang Jianqing would die here.
His body was hidden among the leaves and shrubs of pines and cypresses, motionless. Those eyes were looking at Yang Ji, as if they were still telling something silently.
"How can it be?"
A huge panic passed through his heart, and Yang Ji trembled all over. He never expected that after following all the way, he would see such an ending.
Jiang Jianqing did not die in the dangerous Tianyin Sect's main altar, but died in this bush. A great sadness came to his heart. Among the five people who set out from Tieguan Mountain, he was the only one left.
I originally thought that Jiang Jianqing would survive like him, but I didn't expect this to be the result.
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Yang Ji looked at Jiang Jianqing's dead body, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"His!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ji suppressed the sadness in his heart and took Jiang Jianqing's body out of the bushes.
There were no signs of fighting or excessive wounds. A sharp weapon penetrated Jiang Jianqing's back and front.
No one can survive a puncture in the heart, and the same goes for Jiang Jianqing.
Yang Ji sat there, looking at Jiang Jianqing's body, with many thoughts flashing through his mind. There were no traces of battle at the scene. With Senior Brother Jiang's cultivation, no one could approach him quietly like this and kill him without any resistance.
Lose.
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind. People from the imperial court? People from the Tianyin Sect? People from the sect... countless thoughts came and went.
Yang Ji stood up and tried to find more clues. Apart from the blood stains, there were not many clues to search in the surrounding grass.
On the grass under the pines and cypresses where Jiang Jianqing was buried, Yang Ji finally found a line of writing. The writing was very sloppy, as if it was written in a hurry under a very dangerous situation, and there were even some strokes.
Fallacy.
Yang Ji looked through it carefully and finally recognized two words: "Be careful..."
The third word was not written. There was only a few strokes, and then it could not be written again. This line of words was written with great care, as if it was a warning.
Looking at the two words written by Jiang Jianqing before his death, Yang Ji fell into deep thought. What do these two words, Senior Brother Jiang, mean? Tell him to be careful? Who should he be careful of?...
Yang Ji looked at Jiang Jianqing and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, Yang Ji's eyes passed between Jiang Jianqing's fingers, and his heart suddenly shook. His right hand was clenched, as if he was holding something.
Opening Jiang Jianqing's fingers, Yang Ji finally saw clearly what Jiang Jianqing was holding in his hand. It was a several-inch-long, ordinary-looking piece of rag.
Looking at this piece of rag, Yang Ji closed his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Gradually, he seemed to understand something. His face sometimes turned livid, sometimes turned pale, and finally slowly regained his composure.
"Senior Brother Jiang, rest in peace. I already know who the murderer is, so you can rest assured. I will definitely avenge you."
Yang Ji stood up, a look of determination flashed across his face.
The biggest memory of Jiang Jianqing and Yang Ji is his "integrity". There is a saying that "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water". The relationship between Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing was not very close at first, until the bloody melee in the difficult situation.
Both of them gave their backs to each other. Except for the time when Wu Dian was bloody, this was the first time that Yang Ji trusted someone so much.
Although Jiang Jianqing has always hidden his identity as a member of the royal family, at least he has never thought of harming anyone.
Yang Ji dug a grave, hid Jiang Jianqing in it seriously and decently, got up and left there.
All the way to the west, there are endless towering trees. Yang Ji has completely forgotten the path he came from, but only remembers the general direction.
I don't know how long it took.
"You thought you could escape!——"
Suddenly, a cold and loud shout came. Yang Jimeng raised his head and saw the mountain forest shaking. Half a mile away, a mountain peak more than a hundred feet high stretched across the land. The top of the mountain was bare, with many bare rocks exposed. The sound
It seemed to be coming from behind the mountains.
"If we catch you, you will definitely die miserably!——"
Another violent voice came. It seemed to be a second person.
Yang Ji looked carefully and saw a small figure bowing and stumbling towards him at the top of the mountain.
"Um?"
A bright light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he immediately rushed towards the mountains. The distance of half a mile was not very far. Yang Ji used his "Hundred Miles of Divine Movement" with all his strength, rushing back and forth between the trunks of the dense forest. It only took a moment.
Time passed.
After some distance, Yang Ji finally saw the man. His hair was messy, he was wearing bloody clothes, and he was staggering down the mountain. He looked seriously injured.
The other party seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head, and in an instant, a familiar face came into view.
"Fang Bai!"
Yang Ji trembled all over and could hardly believe his eyes. This person who stumbled and was chased was actually "Fang Bai" who had been killed during the encirclement and suppression of Tianyin Sect's branch.
His face was covered in blood and he looked haggard, as if he had been locked up for a long time and looked like he had been tortured.
Yang Ji was stunned. He, Chen Shien and others had clearly confirmed that Fang Bai had died in the deep valley, but what was happening in front of him?
"over there!"
"You can't run away!——"
A loud sound came from the top of the mountain. Yang Ji raised his head and saw two masters of the Tianyin Sect in black robes, holding knives with both hands, appearing on the top of the mountain.
Their sharp eyes seemed to have spotted Fang Bai, and they looked over fiercely.
"Yang Ji?!——"
A familiar voice came from the front. Fang Bai was so surprised that he couldn't believe his eyes: "Junior brother, help me quickly, help me quickly!..."
boom!
Fang Bai stumbled, hit a stone, and almost fell down.
His body looked very weak.
Yang Ji didn't think much and immediately went to greet him.
Fang Bai stumbled along the hillside, seemingly putting all his hope on Yang Ji, and ran into Yang Ji's arms.
The moment Yang Ji opened his arms, no one noticed that a sharp dagger suddenly appeared, like a poisonous snake, silently stretched out from Fang Bai's sleeve, the tip of the dagger flashed with a cold light.
Head towards Yang Ji!
boom!
Time suddenly slowed down countless times at this moment, and Yang Ji's originally relaxed body suddenly tightened, like a fully drawn bow.
Boom, there was a flash of silver light, a fierce wind, and almost at the moment Fang Bai took action, a sword roared sharply. It shot down from Yang Ji's head like a dragon, and struck "Fang Bai" at a thunderous speed!
Bang bang bang!
In the flash of lightning, Fang Bai had no choice but to switch from stabbing to blocking. He swung the dagger in his hand more than ten times in an instant, repeatedly resisting Yang Ji's "Immortal Back Sword".
Hearing a roar, although Fang Bai blocked the sword, he was also blasted more than ten feet away by the powerful force of the sword.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, everything was silent. On the top of the mountain, the two pursuing masters of the Tianyin Sect suddenly stopped, and time seemed to have stopped.
"When did you find out?"
Fang Bai said lightly, his eyes looking at Yang Ji were as sharp as blades.
His body slowly straightened up. The intervertebral joints and joints made a clicking sound, and his whole aura immediately changed. In an instant, he changed from the haggard and tortured look before to a dignified one.
Majestic taste.
"I have never been deceived by you."
Yang Ji said coldly, his eyes looking at Fang Bai were full of hatred and disgust, but there was still a little bit of joy in seeing his fellow disciples.
"oh?"
Fang Bai's eyes froze for a moment, then he laughed: "Haha, it looks like I underestimated you. - I didn't expect that you actually have such a skill."
Fang Bai glanced at the "Guquan Sword" that fell at his feet, and at the same time moved his hands and feet casually. His temperament was originally the kind of ordinary person who wouldn't look at it a second time after one glance.
But at this time, his hands and feet only moved slightly, and his movements immediately gave people a sharp and lawless feeling, just like a knife breaking out of its sheath. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to ignore.
Fang Bai did not participate in the battle of the Tianyin Sect General Forum, so he did not know that Yang Ji had secretly practiced the secret skill of "Immortal Carrying a Sword".
"You really shouldn't have killed Jiang Jianqing!"
Yang Ji held the hilt of the sword in his hand, a deep murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
As soon as these words came out, Fang Bai's expression immediately changed. The smile before was no longer on his face.
"You actually know that I killed him? I'm afraid the key reason why I was discovered by you is because of this incident."
Fang Bai saw Wei Zhizhu and immediately smelled something from Yang Ji's words:
"I have been very careful and hid his body. In this vast forest, if you are not careful, you will not be able to find it. - My good junior brother, you really can't tell a person's face."
Hiss!
Yang Ji closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The prediction in his heart was confirmed, but for some reason Yang Ji didn't feel happy at all.
Chen Shi'en, Meng Shenji, Jiang Jianqing, there are too many things in this operation that are unpredictable. If Yang Ji had known this outcome in the end, Yang Ji doesn't know if he would have participated in this operation as resolutely as before.
"We saw your 'body' in the deep valley with our own eyes. How did you deceive him?"
Yang Ji opened his eyes and said coldly.
"Hey, it doesn't hurt to tell you this."
Fang Bai smiled proudly, as if he had done something important that he was proud of and was eager to share it with others:
"I know much more about the Tianyin Sect than you do. When you were still attacking the branch of the Tianyin Sect, I already knew where the main altar of the Tianyin Sect was. I also knew that this operation had a narrow escape from death.
So the cicada shed its shell and artificially created its own death. It shouldn't be difficult to find a corpse with a similar body, put on your own clothes, put on a sword, and smash his face, right?"
"It's ridiculous that you guys really thought I was dead. Even Chen Shi'en believed it. As for Meng Shenji, I knew I couldn't hide it from him. But unfortunately, his status as an undercover meant that he couldn't tell.
"
Fang Bai said quite proudly.
"You are wrong. I never believed you at all."
Yang Ji said coldly.
"Oh, then why didn't you tell me?"
Fang Bai's expression darkened, and he said a little unhappy.