In the Purple Kite Cave, the two Liuxian suddenly broke in, and the broken flute never had a chance to attack Xi Mutong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info In fact, for him, treating her in this way is simply against his will.

Yun Zhishang rushed into the cave to reproach the broken flute, and Qingqiu looked at the different demeanors and actions of the three people without worry, which was really inexplicable. However, when he heard the conversation between Yun Duan and the two, although he only guessed one chapter, he was shocked enough, so he had to go into the hole and ask urgently: "What are you talking about? What kind of bad thing did Duan Xiao do, and you want to quarrel like this? Who will be hung on the torture mountain again?"

The word "Xingshan", the broken flute said desperately, which naturally aroused the panic of Yun Zhishang. But whatever his reason, he shouldn't solve the problem in such a beastly way!

Yun Zhishang turned to Qingqiu Wuwu, and explained angrily: "This person, as soon as he climbed out of the coffin, he knocked over the vinegar jar, and wanted to use the next means to destroy Tong'er's body! If you and I hadn't arrived in time, I am afraid that he would have succeeded and forced Tong'er to have the rest of his life!"

"What......? How can Brother Xiao be this kind of person?" Qingqiu couldn't believe it, and was so shocked that he stepped back, but when he turned his head and saw Xi Mutong's lost soul, he didn't believe those words?

He thought about it for a while, realized something, and patted his head and said, "Brother Yun, could it be that the person who secretly passed the book to me and invited me to come to the Purple Kite Cave to talk about it is not Broken Flute, but you?"

Yun Zhishang laughed and sneered: "Will he take the initiative to invite you to come? You don't see what he's planning to do, can't you write a letter and ask you to be the dragon and phoenix candle in his cave room?"

"This ...... Hey!" Yun Zhisheng's words were ugly enough, Qingqiu Wuwu thought about it for a while, but felt very reasonable, so he had to sigh irritably, and asked: "Brother Yun, tell me quickly, what's going on!" Brother Xiao finally left the real jade coffin, although you were killed tragically by the South Wind Demon Dao, but even if you have become a ghost, you can still stand here and talk to us now, this is a happy event, but how can you all get it, as if you have a deep hatred for each other?"

Yun Zhishang didn't have time to answer him, he walked up to Xi Mutong first, leaned down and clasped her trembling hand, and comforted him with pity: "Tong'er, I'm sorry, it was Brother Yun who was a step too late to make you suffer such a big grievance." But luckily we were able to arrive at the last minute to stop him from making a big mistake!"

Xi Mutong raised his head, looked at him with empty eyes and asked, "Brother Yun, are you ...... How did you know about this?"

Yun Zhishang replied gloomily: "Well, I have to start with my concern for Brother Xiao." Ever since the Sword Immortal asked for the Qilin Blood Sand from the Lancang God and handed it over to Quanyin Zhenren, I have to quietly go up to Lingyu Peak to visit him every night, hoping that he will wake up from the true jade coffin soon. Although I have become a ghost, I still have a lot of kung fu, and it is not difficult to lose some internal strength to promote the effect of the medicine for him. When the boy was finally alive, I was filled with joy, thinking that since he was safe, I would not have to come again. The last time I went up to Heng Mountain, I accidentally bumped into a messenger sent by my eldest brother to meet him. ”

When Qingqiu Wuwu heard this, he interjected strangely: "The eldest brother is familiar with Brother Xiao, isn't it normal to send a messenger to deliver a letter?"

Yun Zhishang shook his head and said, "Brother, you think too simply. There are two doubts about this matter, one is that the news of the resurrection of the broken flute has been kept secret from the outside world, and only a few people know about it, how could the eldest brother send a messenger to see a person lying in a coffin for no reason?"

Qingqiu thought about it for a while, it was true, so he nodded again and again: "What about the second?"

Yun Zhishang continued to analyze: "Second, no matter how he learned that he had woken up, as a brother with whom he had a deep friendship, he should come to visit him in person, so how could he send a messenger to pass on the book? This kind of practice can be greatly contrary to common sense!"

When Qingqiu Wu heard this, he suddenly became enlightened, and he no longer had any doubts about Yun Zhishang's words.

Yun Zhishang continued: "As the saying goes, ghosts are suspicious, and this ghost of mine is no exception. I saw that although he woke up, Jin Shusheng did not come to visit him, but he couldn't wait to rush to Huashan after taking the letter, so I curiously followed him to find out, and I actually found out that the two were plotting a good thing!"

Qingqiu Wuwu heard clearly at first, but when he heard the word "conspiracy", he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster, and he fell into confusion again, and asked blankly: "Brother Yun, are there many things in this that I don't know?" )