Chapter 70:

After the seats were thrown away by the disciples, the roof of Wenjing’s residence collapsed, and the walls on one side were half-turned. There were broken ruins everywhere, wooden chairs and tables fell to the ground, but no one came. Cleaning and repairing.
This time is already early spring, but the night wind is still as cold as a knife.
There was a shadow moving in the darkness of the valley. Suddenly, a person fell on the open space of the room and looked down.
The bed here is cold, the quilt is cold, and there are no traces of people.
He sat down slowly on the bed, his face was unclear, calm, or stupid, not knowing what he was thinking. The big turtle fell from his arms to the ground, quietly licking the reads;
Jun Yan's intently, one inch and one inch stroking the messy traces of the bed.
"Wen Jing..."
The sound is in the night wind.
Exploring the gap between the bed and the wall, Jun Yan slowly picked up an old book. When the finger touched the page, the movement of Jun Yan stopped, and the shoulder collapsed like a heavy object.
He finally understood what the book was.
He did not know where this kid came from such a big skill, and from where he found another inheritance of Hengyang Palace, "The Five Elements Return to the Yuanjian Method."
Jun Yanzhi held the book in his hand and slowly opened it.
The pages of the book are incomplete, and the handwriting is half-small, as if it was suddenly interrupted when accepting the inheritance. As for the specific truth, it is now impossible to trace.
Perhaps it is this book that is not complete, Wen Jing did not tell him?
He is really stupid...
Jun Yan slowly sat up from the bed, picked up the wooden chair that had engraved himself and Wen Jing, and cleaned the desk. The books were scattered and scattered in a random way. Jun Yan’s quiet, one local and one local, picked up the dust and cleaned it up neatly.
He sat at the table for a moment, took out an unusually familiar blue-covered book and quietly opened it.
Sure enough, each page, every page, is a small story that I personally sketched.
This book has not been found since he returned, and he was really stolen by this kid.
Turning to the last side, a seemingly personal grotesque thing is holding a seven-snake snake. The word "Jing" was written on the head of the man, and the word "Jun" was written on the head of the snake. The person who painted it seemed to be afraid that he could not recognize it.
The corners of Jun Yan’s mouth twitched slightly, seeming to forget everything around him.
Suddenly, his eyes lifted: "Duan Xuan?"
The people outside sneered: "The Master is not willing to call."
Jun Yanzhi put the book on the table: "Master's residence in the middle of the night, it is really interesting."
Duan Xuan walked in slowly, carrying his hands and not talking, his eyes staring at him like an ice blade.
"Master is here to wait for me?"
"........."
"How do you know that I will come?" Jun Yan slowly walked in the room, and thoughtfully cast his eyes on him.
Duan Xuan looked at him coldly: "I want to know what happened to the Hengyang Palace that year. What have you done in recent years?"
Jun Yanzhi stood quietly: "The Hengyang Palace is slain by me. The turbulent waves that have been set up in the bamboo wind country over the years are also my interest, and there is no reason."
Duan Xuan’s eyes are getting colder:
To tell the truth!

Jun Yan’s newspaper smiled slightly.
Duan Xuan’s voice eased down and said stiffly:
You told me some words before you, it’s about your reads; do you want to hear?

Jun Yan's eyelashes shivered slightly. He knew that Duan Xuan was very likely to lie to him, even a nonsense, but still like a puppet without bones, could not help but want to hear.
"……What did he say?"
"You told me about the Hengyang Palace, I will tell you."
Jun Yan's face sank: "You lied to me!"
"I don't want to hear it." Duan Xuan looked at him coldly.
Jun Yanzhi looked back at him for a long time and finally angered: "The Hengyang Palace was destroyed by a group of demons. I saw my mother and my sister were killed, and I fell into madness. Over the years, I have been constantly causing trouble. It’s just killing the magic repair and killing them all. Are you satisfied?

"What are you killing are magic repairs?"
"...most of them are, and some of them are not pleasing to the eye and evil."
"How do you let them drink your blood?"
Jun Yan’s tolerance is unbearable:
What did the younger brother say?

Duan Xuan snorted with a soft mouth and coughed. It seemed that he didn't wear clothes. Some said he couldn't say anything: "He said that this life only worshipped, hi, liked a person, that is you. And..."
Jun Yanzhi’s lips trembled:
What else?

"How do you let them drink your blood?"
"I use Xuantian mosquitoes!" The voice of Jun Yanzhi was a little scared. "What else did he say?"
"It turned out to be..." Duan Xuan nodded lightly and frowned. "He said... He said that he met you in this life, and he didn't want to live this life. Even if he gave you life, he would be willing."
Jun Yanzhi clenched his lips and his eyes sparkled.
Duan Xuan’s look is dignified, like how many predecessors have been raised, and asked:
You used to want to kill me because you think I was related to the tragedy of Hengyang Palace?

Jun Yan’s faint sigh, slowly and hardly said:
How many people I tortured, the answer is the same for you. You mean the person who made the demon destroy the Hengyang Palace. You appeared in Hengyang Palace that night.

Duan Xuan’s face was cold:
There is no such thing.

Jun Yanzhi soothed the tone, but his look was a bit horrible: "Jing Shidi also believes that this matter has nothing to do with you..."
Duan Xuan looked at him coldly for a long time, cold voice: "I tell you something today, you can check along the clues, as to whether you can find the real murderer, it depends on your ability."
"……what's up?"
Duan Xuan ignored him and stepped forward to the window, faintly saying: "The bamboo wind country is near the sea to the west, the snow mountain to the north, and the two big countries are in the east and the south, Xi Yanguo and Xiu Tianguo. In the middle, the magic repair and the Taoism coexist. This thing, I must have heard of it."
"...not bad."
"A decade ago, the leader of the Xi Yanguo Mo Xiu sent a Jin Dan period to the bamboo wind country, with a blood flag, intended to secretly recruit magic, and grow strong in the bamboo wind country."
"I also know about reading this." Jun Yan looked at him coldly. "I also heard that you have been chosen by this demon as the leader of the bamboo wind country." Because of this, you are bloody. Let the magical repairs come together in Hengyang Palace and destroy it overnight."
Duan Xuan said ruthlessly: "I have a nonsense! I carefully checked the time of the death of the Hengyang Palace. The magic repair was killed a month ago in the Hengyang Palace. The blood flag was also missing at the same time. It was not in my hands. Therefore, the person who ordered the extermination of Hengyang Palace is not me, nor is it the magic repair, it is another person."
Jun Yanzhi stared at him coldly: "How do you know so clearly? Why do I believe in you?"
"I have nothing to do with Hengyang Palace. Why do you want to destroy it?"
"The word of one side."
Duan Xuan looked back eagerly, but his emotions were a little excited: "What do you know? One month before the Hengyang Palace accident, I just closed out. There was a big event at that time, I didn't care about other things."
"what's up?"
Duan Xuan looked at him coldly, his eyes didn't know whether it was sad, or painful, or he couldn't say it. Finally, he looked at the night sky outside the window and said slowly: "I know that you will definitely come back to Wenjing's room because I know your mood."
Jun Yanzhi's slightest head: "I don't want to know the past of Master and Lu Shizu."
For more than a decade, Lu Yi’s rooms have remained unchanged, and they have been cleaned up from time to time. Their rooms are so messy that even dogs have to protest. If you are so mad, no matter who you are, you can guess a little.
Duan Xuan’s voice is low, cold and faint:
What I want to tell you today is to let you find out what happened to Hengyang Palace. You can’t say anything to others, otherwise I will kill you.

"........." Jun Yanzhi finally said, "You say, I listen."
Duan Xuan concealed his voice and slowly said it with a voice.
After the two talked, it was almost early in the morning, Duan Xuan looked at him faintly: "The only thing I can tell you is, as for the murderer, you have to look for it. It is also simple to find someone to pretend to be my appearance. I can change the shape of Dan, can not be used as an ironclad certificate. That night, people are more noisy, if the magic repair is first, and I think that I am the master, naturally believe it. I said so much, if you still don't believe, I There is no way."
Jun Yan’s silently looking at the ground, whispered:
The disciple still has something to ask.

"what's up?"
"Can people who enter the tower be alive?"
Duan Xuan sighed in his heart, but couldn't bear to tell him the truth: "You, you wait, let's check the things of Hengyang Palace in the past, don't think so much. You may not see you sensible, you can't bear you for a while." And ran out again."
"Yeah." Jun Yanzhi lowered his head. "He has always been reluctant to be uncomfortable."
Duan Xuan walked out of the door with his hands: "Let's go, we didn't see each other last night, and we never said these words."
There was a whistling sound from behind, and when I looked back, Jun Yanzhi and the big turtle had disappeared.
Duan Xuan silently looked at the white sky.
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