There are still Changchun Mansion and the half-floor building, Gu Lianglei's third-floor building, and Xiaobi Lake. Only three people from the You family entered. The eldest son of the You family fell behind and stared blankly at the old vine in Lu Siyan's hand.
, with an indescribable emotion on his face.
Lu Siyan was so angry that most of the people outside were speechless. It was not necessary to say that they were afraid of the Lin family's worship. If it weren't for the sake of the Lin family and other wealthy families, I'm afraid some people would be impatient at this moment.
The scolding started. Lu Siyan was about to scold, but suddenly a man from the Murong family with a pale face and sharp eyebrows gently pulled Lu Siyan. Lu Siyan turned around and shouted in a rough voice: "What?"
The man didn't say much. He winked and motioned Lu Siyan to look up. Lu Siyan didn't understand what he meant, so he looked up. Looking up, he saw this cliff. It was still seven or eighty feet away from the top of the cliff, and three feet above his head.
There is a crack four feet away, more than two feet wide. The two old vines took root from this crack. They must have survived for nearly a hundred years before they could grow to the thickness of an arm today. Except for two
In addition to the main vine, there are hundreds of twigs with green leaves, like a curtain, blocking the entrance of the cave. At this time, a large piece of the curtain was missing, so it was held upside down in Lu Siyan's hand, like a missing piece.
It was as ugly as a front tooth, and the broken old vine was still dazzling, which made people feel pity. If the old vine had not been broken in time, Lu Siyan would have pulled out the roots.
Lu Siyan blinked and stared suspiciously at the Murong tribesman who reminded him. The man shook his head and lowered his voice: "Look, the old vine was not cut off by a hidden weapon such as an ordinary flying knife."
"What else could it be?" Lu Siyan disagreed, and took another closer look. Suddenly, his breathing stagnated, and his breath was stuck in his chest. He didn't dare to take a big breath for a long time.
The old vine is hanging upside down in the abyss, swaying slightly. Just below the break of the old vine, there is a laurel leaf, as thin as a cicada's wing, several inches square. One side of the leaf edge is still trembling gently in the mountain wind, while the other side is
It seems to have taken root, penetrated an inch into the earth and rock, and connected with the rock. However, there are no cracks or holes there, it is just a slightly smooth but complete rock.
The old vine was indeed cut off deliberately, but the method used was a bit shocking. It was almost impossible to cut off the old vine as thick as an arm with a flying flower. Only with the help of Lu Siyan's pull, the old vine was finally cut off.
Cutting off its veins at a difficult place. Although this move is to use force, it also shows the extremely brilliant eyesight of the person who did it. Coupled with the hidden weapon ability of picking leaves and flying flowers, he can be regarded as a master in the world.
Flowed.
Lu Siyan was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. This time his face changed again, red with blue, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he murmured for a long time, unable to say a word. The person who took action was naturally merciful, and Lu Siyan asked for it.
The neck may not be much stronger than this old vine. If that person had murderous intentions, it would probably be his own head that he would be holding in his hands.
Seeing this, the men from the Murong family had no choice but to come forward to smooth things over. Such a master has transcended the secular world, and other wealthy families would not be willing to offend, let alone just because an elder of a different surname is enshrined in a mere clan.
.However, several aristocratic families in this trip are on the same side. As the leader, the Murong family cannot ignore it. Not only will it weaken the family's reputation, it will also lose its energy and be ridiculed by others.
"I don't know which fellow Jianghu is responsible for this. I am Murong Tong. I am here to apologize to Brother Lu. If there is anything that offends you, you might as well say it. I, the Murong family and the Lin family in Shezhou, will definitely give you a hard time."
Satisfactory explanation." Murong Tong's words were neither humble nor arrogant. His words seemed to be submissive, but they also had hidden meanings. Of course, the meaning of this explanation could be good or bad, depending on what kind of offense it was.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the clouds and mist rolled up and down in front of the vast cliff. Not only did it not feel noisy, but it became increasingly quiet.
After waiting for a few seconds, Murong Tong's face became a little uneasy. If the person who made the move didn't want to say anything, he would have suffered a loss of silence for what he had just done, and he could not seriously ask for an explanation. In fact, everyone in the scene was famous in the world.
A master with a good reputation and a general knowledge of the art industry. Naturally, no one in the aristocratic family would cause trouble for his own people. Compared with the remaining half of the Changchun Mansion and the mysterious three-thirds, it is still three points.
Lou is more likely. As for Young Master You, firstly, he has always been close to the aristocratic family, and secondly, I am afraid that You Shaozhi does not have such great skills. So when he said these words, Murong Tong looked at him most of the time.
Lou Gu Liang Lei and others, it is a pity that the group of people looked up in surprise when the vine branch was broken, and the rest of the time were busy with their own things, and they even brought along one who did not know martial arts and one who had inconvenient legs and feet.
The women set off on the road. Some clung to the cliff with all their might, burying their heads and not daring to look outside the cliff. They just wanted to rub their bodies into the rocks. Others were lying on the edge of the steep mountain road.
Looking up and down, their faces were full of curiosity. There were some people with sad faces, holding on to the rocks, gasping for breath. They seemed to be out of breath from exhaustion, but there was not a drop of sweat on their faces, and some were indifferent and silent.
Having no ears to hear what is going on outside...it is all about idleness, hunting for treasures is fake, traveling around the mountains and rivers is real, in other words it is just a mob.
But this seemingly rabble-rousing crowd made Murong Tong feel slightly chilly in his heart, as if there were dragons and tigers dozing off in the world.
No one responded, which meant they didn't want to pay attention. Murong Tong laughed at himself and was about to figure out how to find a way to get off the stairs. At this moment, he heard the frail, half-disabled woman with a pale face and weak hands cough lightly.
Several times, he said intermittently: "The dead vine is in the way. Just cut it off. It can regenerate next year. It's not easy to grow after all these years. Just give it a way to survive."
Murong Tong's face changed slightly. Since someone was talking, the person who cut off the old vine was most likely the delicate woman from Sansanlou who had trouble walking. She had picturesque features, but she didn't want to have such a monster under her hands. To be honest, Murong Tong was a little bit
I don’t believe that it was Cangyang Jiahe who took action. There was internal strife in the third building of Xingzi Forest that day, but no one had seen Cangyang Jiahe take action. It was the scariest thing to do, because based on Wan Yi’s words and appearance that day, Cangyang Jiahe
It was clear that someone had taken action, but except for the three people wrestling in the field, no one saw when and how Cangyang Jiahe made the move.
Murong Tong looked at Cangyang Jiahe, who had an ugly face. Cangyang Jiahe's face was not unhappy, but just a little uncomfortable.