Qingyun took action in a hurry and unknowingly pulled out the family sword "Qian Chang Duan".

This sword is of ancient style. Although it is made of forged steel, the blade is thicker and heavier than contemporary swords, and is closer to the bronze swords of the Zhou Dynasty.

This style of Lei Tian Da Zhuang can strike with such force that others are envious of it, so they naturally borrow the characteristics of the sword.

However, Lu Wenzu just took a long sword casually and threw it out. It was weak in the air. How could it withstand the full force of Qing Yun's heavy sword?

As soon as the two swords met, the flying sword broke into two white lights and flew diagonally backward.

A young boy was unable to dodge and was hit by a white light that immediately pierced his chest and caused a spurt of blood.

The boy didn't even have time to hum before his soul was snatched away by the bull-headed horse-faced man.

The red chain that passed through her chest was nailed into the wooden wall, making a snapping sound and shaking incessantly.

It was like a bloodthirsty monster, dripping red saliva all over Zhuhu, but it was still hungry and hungry, biting its steel teeth, trying to devour all living things in sight.

Plop, the first person to lie down was not the boy who was stabbed in the chest by the broken blade, but Qingyun who had made a shocking sword strike.

Although his sword seemed to have the perfect timing and location, the force of the blowback when the two swords clashed was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest.

If he hadn't ignored the numbness of the tiger's mouth and tightly controlled his hands to grasp the handle of the sword with his mind, the sword in his hand might have flown out of the sky.

But that consciousness only had time to flash through his mind. Qingyun felt a faint sweetness rising in his throat, and his eyes suddenly went dark and he lost consciousness.

When he saw the flying sword flying straight through the air, he was about to take action, but before he could pull out the sword, Qingyun was already bleeding from his mouth and nose and fell to the ground.

Shocked, Xianzhi quickly took a step forward and grabbed Qingyun by the front of his lap, thus preventing him from being choked on the head.

Looking at Lu Wenzu again, he was still standing erect, but there were more than ten sharp arrows stuck in his body, some were half missing, and some even faintly penetrated from the other side.

At such a short distance, the lethality of the crossbow is astonishing.

He did not fall down, his eyes were all gray, and he stared blankly at the four juniors from the same sect. The emotions hidden in the gray were unknown, whether it was anger, confusion, doubt, or admiration for that thunderous brilliance.

At this moment, everything came to an end with the slowly spreading pupils.

What Lu Wenzu committed was a serious crime.

Once the incident happened and the imperial censor was alarmed, he was determined to die.

But why did the trap attack he made before his death actually hit four seemingly harmless juniors?

No, the boy who defeated Lu Wenzu's desperate sword still has some skills. Did he do something?

These questions troubled everyone present. Gao Daoyue couldn't understand, Gao Shusheng didn't seem to understand, and Jin Chongjian didn't seem to understand either.

There will always be someone who understands, and there will always be a time when everyone will understand.

The autumn wind blew through the phoenix leaves, leaving only the branches and leaves like dogs gnawing.

The rustle of falling trees covered up all the breath of life.

The sealed Lu Mansion was empty.

The scene was sealed, and all the servants were dismissed or taken away by Gao Daoyue to question Lu Wenzu's reasons for returning to Beijing.

Gao Shusheng, Qingyun and others are naturally related to each other. The iron windows and wooden grilles may be their destination tonight.

Cui Zongbo was very happy this morning. In fact, he has been very happy since he had the child Cui Xiu.

Cui Xiu has been smart since he was a child, and is talented in both civil and military affairs. Even in a wealthy family like the Cui family, he is one of the best among a hundred.

Among the officials in the Central Plains of Wei, only the five surnames of King Li Cui, Lu Zheng and Qi Wang, and the relatives of Yan Di and Feng Gao were the most favored by the king.

The Cui family of Qinghe was once a very popular official in Cui Hao's generation, and the Cui family also had a vague status that surpassed all other surnames in the Central Plains.

However, good fortune and misfortune depended on it. Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Cui Hao was imprisoned for writing in the "History of the Nation" and even ended up annihilating his family!

Today, the two Cui clans in Boling and Qinghe are both relatives of Cui Hao. Although they are still nominally first-class clans, there really are no outstanding figures in recent years, let alone Cui Hao, who can be the leader of the country.

Officials, officials and ministers of the pillars.

But this kid Cui Xiu, well, maybe he can change the Cui family's current situation and continue its glory.

At the beginning of the year, the king of Wei was marching south, the prince was in charge of the country, and the king of Beihai, Yuan Xiang, was assisting the government.

This King of the North Sea is an out-and-out dandy. He is sloppy in poetry, writing, etiquette, and music, and is good at wine, sex, and wealth.

He studied under Cui Zongbo in his early years, and he was about the same age as Cui Xiu, so he was familiar with it.

Yuan Xiang himself was still a child at heart, and with the prince who was only in his teens, how could he know anything about political affairs? Naturally, he left everything to his "brother" Cui Xiu.

Although Cui Xiu is young and weak, he is knowledgeable and experienced in planning, and he handles government affairs flawlessly.

When the King of Wei returned to the capital after winning the victory, he was overjoyed to see that the affairs of the country were in good order, so he greatly praised Cui Xiu.

The imperial edict said: Beihai is young and has not yet spared his time in political achievements and the duties of Bai Kui, so he will be entrusted with each other.

This time the King of Wei left the capital to pay homage, and he also granted Cui Xiu the title of Minister of History and the title of Minister of Huangmen. He then legitimately acted for Yuan Xian in state affairs and served as an advisor to the King of Wei.

How could Uncle Zong not be happy that his beloved son received Mu Tianen?

So we chose an auspicious day to prepare a banquet for guests, and it happened to be today.

Uncle Zong asked his maid to wash himself early in the morning and prepare to go out for a walk in the morning and have a look around Luojing.

If you meet a wealthy gentleman to whom you have not received an invitation, you can verbally invite him if you can still talk to him. If you don't agree with him, you can even make him angry.

In short, it’s just a fun experience in this city.

The Lu family and the Cui family are both from the Tanzong lineage, so they were relatively close to each other in the first place.

But recently, there has been some secret discord over the election of Tangun.

Besides, there is only one junior member of the Lu family left in the capital, so the invitation to the banquet will naturally not be sent to the Lu family.

But by some mistake, Cui Zongbo wandered over to Lu Mansion.

While he was pacing, he was still thinking in his mind: Humph, they say that one Lu Wenzu can defeat our Cui family? If in a few years, my Xiu'er has some qualifications, who else in your Lu family can compete with him?

As they walked, Cui Zongbo noticed that something was wrong. There were many armored soldiers gathered at the alley of Lu Mansion, with solemn expressions, driving away passers-by who wanted to stop and watch.

What happened?

At this moment, Cui Zongbo didn't know about the turmoil in the Lu Mansion last night. When he asked about it, his expression changed with horror.

Lu Wenzu returned to Beijing without permission and his family experienced drastic changes. His father and son died tragically at home, and Sun Jijiu died mysteriously?

Lu Wenzu secretly came back to entertain Sun Jijiu and the Gao family. Although the plot must be unfriendly to his Cui family, these people died inexplicably. If the real culprits were not caught, what would everyone think? What would the Tan sect members think?

What do you think?

The old man Cui Linghe no longer interferes much with the affairs of the clan and has taken on the responsibility of being the head of the clan.

Such a big thing happened to Tan Zong, and I couldn't even take some time off even if I wanted to.

The pride he had felt before going out was like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head. He was no longer in the mood to continue feeling miserable.

It is only right to return to the mansion quickly to discuss countermeasures with the clan members.

Cui Zongbo's official career was indeed not prosperous, but his immersion in swordsmanship was one of the few in the family.

This time if the Choi family wanted to recommend someone to compete with Yeo Munjo for Tangun, he would naturally do his part.

Is it possible for someone of the old man's seniority to fight against a junior? This is destroying the identity of the Cui family.

He and Lu Wenzu were old rivals. Although the two of them had never fought to the death, they had exchanged and exchanged opinions within the sect since they were young. The two of them had fought countless times, and although the outcome was unclear,

But it's probably around fifty-five.

Nason Jijiu was also the best among the five outer sects. Although he was not qualified to compete with Tangun according to the rules, he was definitely not inferior to him in terms of swordsmanship alone.

They were actually plotted at the same time?

The Gao family who witnessed it couldn't tell any clues?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and his feet accelerated a little faster.

Just as he was about to turn a street corner, three people rushed towards him, also walking in a hurry.

Those three people were very strong, and when placed side by side, they almost covered the entire alley. If Cui Zongbo didn't avoid them, he would definitely hit them.

At this time, Uncle Zong was anxious and did not care about why the person who came was so rude. He turned his steps slightly, trying to pass through the gap between the three of them.

But the three people on the opposite side also made some moves at this time. One of them walked quickly past him, ducked behind him, one stepped aside, and the other took a step back. They all looked very humble.

But who is Cui Zongbo?

As soon as the three people moved, he felt something strange, so he snorted coldly, stopped while stroking his beard, and asked loudly,

"A few of my friends look very unfamiliar. What can I say if I stop Cui here?"

The three of them formed horns with each other, surrounding Uncle Zong.

The man who had retreated just now was standing in front of him. Hearing this, he slightly cupped his hands.

"Senior Brother Cui, I'm Lu Longju. These two are my brothers Long Xiang and Long Jin. I heard that there was a happy event in Cui Mansion today, and the brothers came here specially to deliver gifts."

Seeing that it was almost noon, the old man Cui Linghe walked out of the inner house shakily with a dragon-head crutch and a mane of white hair, stretching his slightly bent back with Cui Xiu's support.

"Why, Uncle Zong hasn't come back yet?"

"Going back to Grandpa, all the guests have basically arrived, but I haven't come back yet.
To be continued...