Suo Qingjun Chapter 28
byCan Shao weeps blood
The moon was high in the sky, and the wind on the mountain road suddenly became cold.
Jin Xianling was still lying in Qing Feng’an’s arms, her fingertips tangled in his hair, humming a tune.The evening breeze carried the scent of peony, and it was supposed to be a gentle and carefree night, but Qing Feng’an’s heart sank inexplicably, as if something had strangled her throat, making her panic.
“Master?” Jin Xianling noticed his stiffness and looked up at him. The smile in her eyes faded a bit, “What’s wrong?”
Qing Feng’an didn’t speak, just raised her hand and brushed the broken hair on his temples behind his ears.The skin touched by his fingertips was warm, but it couldn’t dispel the chill in his heart.He always felt that something was approaching them, carrying a strong smell of blood.
At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from above the mountain road.
He was a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect. He rolled down and ran down, his face pale and his voice trembling: “Sect Master! It’s not good! Something happened in the forbidden area… the forbidden area!”
Qing Feng’an’s heart suddenly sank.
The forbidden area is the lifeline of the Xuanqing Sect. It contains the secrets of the sect and the Xuanqing Order that can command the martial arts.Ordinary disciples don’t even dare to get close.
“Why are you panicking!” Jin Xianling’s face instantly turned cold. The tenderness and tenderness just now disappeared, and anger surged in his eyes. “Speak clearly!”
The disciple was intimidated by his aura, swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice: “The barrier of the forbidden area has been broken! Xuanqing Order… Xuanqing Order is missing! And… there is also the elder guarding the forbidden area, he… he is dead!”
“What!” Qing Fengan’s voice suddenly rose, and her steps staggered.
The elder who guards the forbidden area is the elder who has watched him grow up, and is the most senior person in Xuanqing Sect.He has great martial arts skills and is protected by a barrier. How could he…
Jin Xianling’s eyes flashed with fierceness. He squeezed Qing Feng’an’s hand tightly and said in a deep voice: “Master, let’s go!”
The two of them hurried up the mountain, the smell of blood carrying in the evening wind getting stronger and stronger.The peonies on both sides of the mountain road had been trampled to pieces at some point, and the ground was red, as if covered with a layer of blood.
When they arrived at the forbidden area, the sight in front of them made their pupils shrink suddenly.
The barrier was shattered, the stone tablet was broken, and the elder guarding the forbidden area fell in a pool of blood. There was a black iron dagger stuck in his chest. The pattern engraved on the dagger was clearly the emblem of the Xuanqing Sect!
Qing Feng’an staggered over and stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to explore the elder’s breath, but was held back by Jin Xianling.
“Master, don’t touch it!” Jin Xianling’s voice was as cold as ice, and the light in his eyes was dim and unclear, “This is a trap.”
Trap?
Qing Fengan suddenly raised her head and looked at Jin Xianling.
At this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps down the mountain road.It was the other elders of Xuanqing Sect. They came in a hurry with their disciples. When they saw the scene in front of them, they immediately exploded.
“Sect Master! This…what’s going on!”
“Elder Shou is dead! Xuan Qingling is also missing! This… who did this!”
Among the crowd, an elder with white beard and hair suddenly stood up. He pointed at Jin Xianling and said with anger in his voice: “Jin Xianling! It’s you! It must be you!”
Jin Xianling’s face turned cold: “Elder Zhang, you can eat randomly, but you can’t talk nonsense!”
“Am I talking nonsense?” Elder Zhang sneered and pointed at the dagger on the ground, “This dagger is the standard dagger of the Xuanqing Sect. Only the inner disciples have it! You betrayed the sect five years ago and now you sneak in as ‘Su Wan Ning’. If not you, who else could it be!”
“You!” Jin Xianling’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.
“That’s enough!” Qing Feng’an stopped abruptly. He looked at Elder Zhang, his voice as deep as iron, “No evidence, no nonsense!”
“Evidence?” Elder Zhang seemed to have heard a big joke. He took out a letter from his sleeve and threw it in front of Qing Feng’an, “This is the evidence! It was found in Elder Shou’s arms. It says that he discovered that Jin Xianling had sneaked into the forbidden area late at night and wanted to steal the Xuanqing Order!”
Qing Feng’an bent down and picked up the letter.
The letter paper is Xuanqingzong’s special paper, and the handwriting is the handwriting of Elder Shou. The content on it is heart-breaking.
Jin Xianling’s face darkened little by little.
He looked at the letter, and at the suspicious looks of the elders around him, and suddenly laughed, with a hint of madness and sadness in his laughter.
“Evidence? Is this the evidence?” He pointed at his nose, laughing so hard that tears almost came out, “Okay! Very good! I tried my best to stay with the master, but in the end, all I got in exchange was ‘You did it’?”
Qing Feng’an looked at the redness in his eyes, and her heart hurt as if being cut by a knife.He clenched the letter tightly and said solemnly: “I believe you.”
These three words made Jin Xianling’s laughter stop abruptly.
He raised his head and looked at Qing Feng’an. The madness in his eyes faded away, leaving only deep grievance.He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was severely choked.
At this moment, Elder Zhang spoke again, with a hint of sinisterness in his voice: “Sect Master, you can’t protect him! The Xuanqing Order is of great importance. If it falls into the hands of traitors, the entire martial arts world will suffer! Today, he must be captured and interrogated!”
Before he finished speaking, the surrounding disciples drew their swords and surrounded the two of them.
The moonlight shone down coldly, shining on the peony leaves all over the ground, making it dazzlingly red.
Qing Feng’an protected Jin Xianling behind him and tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword.Looking at these familiar faces in front of him, he felt his heart become cold.
He knew that this was a game.
A game against Jin Xianling.
But he had no evidence and no way. He could only watch helplessly as this net trapped the two of them tightly in the center.
Jin Xianling looked at Qing Fengan’s back, the grievance in her eyes gradually faded away, replaced by determination.He reached out and gently pulled Qing Feng’an’s clothes.
“Master,” his voice was very soft, with an imperceptible tremor, “Stop protecting me.”
Qing Feng’an turned around suddenly and looked at him.
A hint of crazy paranoia flashed in Jin Xianling’s eyes.He raised his hand, concentrating his inner strength on his fingertips, and said in a low and hoarse voice: “Since they said it was me who did it…then I will fulfill their wish!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly broke away from Qing Feng’an’s hand, and rushed toward Elder Zhang like lightning!
Banxia novel, a lot of fun