Text Chapter 210: Divorce
For a while.
The incense burns out.
Nangong Jun and the others waited for a while, and saw that Qiu Huaici's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word, he was quite surprised, and he didn't know what Qiu Huaici meant, and he speculated in his heart.
Seeing that Nangong Jun and the others had waited for a while, his expression changed slightly, and he was quite impatient, so he whispered to Qiu Huaici: "Senior brother in charge, do you want me to come forward, round and peaceful!"
Qiu Huaici shook his head slightly, was silent again, smiled suddenly, and said loudly: "Everyone, let you wait for a long time, the people from Dingkun Pavilion have come!"
Nangong Jun and the others were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at the entrance of the main hall.
"Dingkun Pavilion, Wen Ting is silent!"
The doorman sang loudly.
Shangguan Li'er, dressed in pink clothes, took the lead in leading a group of Tianshu disciples to walk in.
Shangguan Li'er bowed to Qiu Huaici and said, "Master, the disciple has escorted Wen Chang'an back to the Heavenly Guard and returned to you!"
Qiu Huaici smiled and nodded, his eyes full of praise.
Yun Shu'er was overjoyed when she saw Shangguan Li'er, stood up, ran over, took Shangguan Li'er's hand, and shouted with a smile: "Sister Li'er, you are back, you can stand with me! I will introduce you to a person, his name is Brother Nanjiao, and he is also the apprentice of the master, he is your junior brother!" He dragged Shangguan Li'er to stand beside Qiu Huaici with her, and introduced Shangguan Li'er to the southern suburbs.
Nanjiao had long heard from Yun Shu'er's mouth that there was such a senior sister as Shangguan Li'er, and now that she saw Shangguan Li'er herself, she smiled shyly at Shangguan Li'er and shouted softly: "Hello, senior sister!"
Shangguan Li'er took the southern suburbs and smiled softly and nodded.
The disciples of the Heavenly Guard who escorted Wen Chang'an back to the mountain retreated.
A middle-aged man dressed in black, with a gloomy face, walked in slowly, with four strong men behind him.
Four strong men carried a stretcher, and on the chair of the stretcher sat Wen Chang'an, the young pavilion master of Dingkun Pavilion.
As soon as the four strong men put the stretcher in the center of the main hall of the Chongming Palace, they retreated behind the man in black.
Although Wen Changan was neatly dressed, his face was haggard and withered, and he suddenly aged a lot from a handsome son in the past.
The middle-aged man in black bowed to Qiu Huaici and the heroes of the Xuanmen Sect present, and then smiled at Qiu Huaici, and said respectfully: "Contemptible Dingkun Pavilion Wen Ting silently greets the Lord of the Qiu Alliance!"
Qiu Huaici smiled indifferently and nodded: "Sit down!"
A disciple of the Heavenly Guard moved a chair and placed it beside Wen Tingmo.
Wen Tingmo naturally didn't sit down, and said indifferently at Qiu Huaicilang: " The lord of the Autumn Alliance, Wen came today, because of the tragedy in the Tibetan Soldier Valley that happened a while ago, and the fact that someone framed the night vigil hero, involved the people of my Dingkun Pavilion, resulting in the damage to the reputation of my Dingkun Pavilion, and was hated by the Xuanmen!”
Nangong Jun and Lin Yuyan glanced at each other meaningfully, and their hearts were full of emotion.
Well, lose the army and protect the handsome, avoid the important and light, just a few words, he picked himself clean, and pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring, Wen Tingyuan is willing to give up his only son for the sake of protecting the sect, and the coldness and hardness of the heart are very comparable, but it is really not simple!
Qiu Huaici pondered for a moment, nodded, and said loudly: "Since the matter of creating the tragedy in the Tibetan Soldier Valley was only done by Wen Changan alone, and has nothing to do with Dingkun Pavilion, then, whether it is Xuanmen or my Tianshu faction, it is natural that they will not make trouble for nothing and wronged good people, and this matter will end here." In an instant, he stared at Wen Changan, and said coldly word by word: "However, Wen Changan colluded with the Demon Gate, mutilated his colleagues, framed the good, and played with right and wrong, resulting in a war between the Xuanmen sects, swords and swords, and rivers of blood, which is really a great crime and unforgivable, and he must give an explanation to the heroes of the world!"
Wen Changan's body trembled, his face changed greatly, the corners of his mouth twitched, he paused for a moment, hehe smiled, the more he laughed, the louder he laughed, that is, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his expression was crazy, his voice was very sad, he laughed and laughed, suddenly wowed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his voice stopped suddenly, his head was lowered, he hung down to his chest, and there was no sound.
Qiu Huaici saw Wen Chang'an's strange appearance, his expression was cold, and he didn't say a word.
Nangong Jun and the others looked at Wen Chang'an, who was motionless like a wood carving sitting on the chair, their minds turned, and they were silent.
Miao Shan was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand to probe the pulse of Wen Changan's left hand, and exclaimed with an exaggerated expression: "Oops!
Qiu Huaici said loudly at this time: "Wen Tingmo, you bring all your people back, I hope that Dingkun Pavilion will take care of your own children, take this as a warning, and do it for yourself!"
Wen Tingmo arched his hand, and led four strong men to carry Wen Changan's dead body, with a gloomy face, and left in a hurry.
"The eldest lady of the Beimo family has arrived!"
"The young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect has arrived!"
The doorman sang loudly.
Then, a woman dressed in dark blue clothes, with tender skin, beautiful facial features, and a slightly chubby body walked into the Chongming Palace, followed by a young man with good facial features, slightly dark skin, and a slightly chubby body, and behind the two were dozens of handsome young men, who actually carried dozens of sandalwood boxes.
The boy put down the sandalwood box and filled the hall.
The woman in blue stepped forward and bowed to Qiu Huaici, her expression was indifferent, and she said in a gentle voice: "Beimo Liangyan see the Lord of the Autumn Alliance!"
The slightly chubby young man bowed his hand: "Sikong Xiang greets the Lord of the Autumn Alliance!"
Yun Shu'er sighed, her expression was slightly surprised, and she secretly asked Qiu Huaici: "Master, is this Beimo Liangyan also the sister of the beautiful uncle? She is also really good-looking!"
Qiu Huaici smiled at Yun Shu'er and nodded, that is, nodded at Sikong Xiang and Beimo Liangyan, and said with a smile, "Sit down!"
Beimo Liangyan waved his hand, and said with a cold expression, "No need!"
Beimo Zhiyan is a disciple of the Heavenly Guard, one of the six masters of the Heavenly Guard, and has a marriage contract with the head of the Heavenly Guard, Qiu Huaici, and will get married soon, and Beimo Liangyan is the sister of Beimo Zhiyan, and the Heavenly Guard is an in-law relationship, and the relationship between the two parties should be friendly and friendly.
Xiang Chong and the others saw Beimo Liangyan go up the mountain and brought so many things, thinking that it was a wedding gift, and they should be happy, but who knew that they saw Beimo Liangyan's expression was cold, condensed like ice, and it seemed that they did not have good intentions, they were surprised for a while, they didn't know where to be, they were a little confused, uneasy, and speculated.
Qiu Huaici was slightly stunned, and asked indifferently, "Beimo girl, what are you doing when you come here today?"
Beimo Liangyan glanced around at Nangong Jun and the others, that is, forced to look at Qiu Huaici, sighed for a moment, his face was expressionless, and said lightly: "Lord Qiu Alliance, I am here to divorce you on behalf of my second sister Beimo Zhiyan on behalf of my Beimo family!"