The world of cultivating immortals does not raise second-rate goods

Si Li stayed in front of the bed all night, and then Yan Guilin woke up quietly.

"water……"

Yan Guilin's voice was very weak.

Si Li poured a glass of water for him and injected spiritual power into his body. After half a quarter of an hour, he slowly came back to his senses.

"what's the situation?"

Yan Guilin's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears fell down.

He told what happened intermittently.

Si left to chase Xue Ying, while Yan Guilin hid in the crack of the stone wall and became more and more angry.

He originally thought that Su Yarong came to Wuhu Mountain to divide the Iron Blood Hall, but he never expected that Su Yarong actually left a way out in order to support the bandits' self-respect.

He decided to take Su Yarong back to the sect and face trial.

So he stepped out of the gap.

Su Yarong was startled. She didn't expect that Yan Guilin heard everything. She was panicked for a moment and hurriedly explained. Naturally, Yan Guilin didn't believe a word of it.

The two sides quickly fought.

Su Yarong took advantage of the demon mist to hurt Yan Guilin and escaped. Then the stone man attacked, and Yan Guilin fought the stone man again.

After listening, Si Li touched his chin, lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Yan Guilin, wondering: "How do I remember that Su Yarong is not your opponent?"

Yan Guilin's eyes suddenly dimmed.

It would be too embarrassing to lose to Su Yarong.

Si Li's eyes flashed, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that Xue Ying went back and stabbed Yan Guilin in the chaos?

When did this damn fox become enemies with Yan Guilin?

She really wanted to ask Yan Guilin, but she didn't dare to ask, otherwise Yan Guilin would definitely ask her about her relationship with Xue Ying and make many mistakes.

Forget it, so be it.

Anyway, Yan Guilin's injury has nothing to do with me. If Song Shan gets angry, his anger is not directed at me.

……

northwest, woods

Pei Shuang looked at Su Yarong steadily, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Senior Sister, how could you... hurt the young master?"

Su Yarong's face was pale, her hands were waving, and she was mumbling something.

"I, I, I don't know, the fog, the fog is too heavy..."

After a while, she calmed down a little and threw herself on Pei Shuang. Her tears couldn't stop flowing down and she begged.

"Junior Sister, no, Senior Sister, I was... help me... Master, the Master will never let me go. Even if he wants to kill me, he won't give me any pleasure. Please help me."

Su Yarong's tone was as humble as dust, revealing endless despair and fear.

Pei Shuang helped Su Yarong up with difficulty and took a deep breath.

"Senior sister, you have seen...the situation of the Su family and Elder Su's situation over the years. I can't even protect myself, so how can I protect you?"

Pei Shuang couldn't speak any more.

In fact, there is a way to protect Su Yarong.

Yesterday, when Su Yarong was being chased by a female cultivator, she followed behind her, hoping for an opportunity to save Su Yarong.

Who knew he would bump into Si Li and others.

After the demon mist rose, Si Li and the female cultivator left. In order to prevent herself from being hurt by the mist, she covered her face, and then went to find Su Yarong.

Unexpectedly, she had just taken protective measures and saw Yan Guilai coming out of the cracks in the rocks.

She thought to herself, something bad has happened.

Then she heard that Yan Guilin and Su Yarong were fighting. Su Yarong was not Yan Guilin's opponent. She used the demon mist in the dark to let Su Yarong stab his Pipa bone with a sword.

Su Yarong's mind was blank at the time, and she took Su Yarong away while Yan Guilin was recovering from her injuries.

But Su Yarong didn't know that it was her fault that Yan Guilin was injured.

Afterwards, she proposed to Su Yarong to kill Yan Guilin to avoid future troubles, but Su Yarong didn't agree, so Su Yarong had to take the blame.

In fact, until now, Su Yarong can still be saved.

The premise is that Yan Guilin is dead.

If Yan Guilin died, they could put the blame on Feng Conghu or Tiexuetang. If Yan Guilin hadn't died, they could only sacrifice Su Yarong.

After a long time, Pei Shuang sighed deeply: "Wuhu Mountain is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go back to Buxian Mountain. We can still have a trace of life in Buxian Mountain."

Hearing this, Su Yarong shook her head excitedly. "No, no, there are many clansmen there, and the leader will definitely not let them go..."

Pei Shuang pretended to be worried.

"But elsewhere... let's let Elder Su come forward to intercede. As long as the young master is safe, maybe the leader will betray the elder to save his face."

Su Yarong howled loudly.

"The leader will kill my brother. Even if the leader doesn't kill me, others will take the opportunity to kill him..."

There was no way she could survive.

……

The next day after Yan Guilin woke up, Song Shan came in a hurry with Zhang Xueshu.

Song Shan stayed in the room with his son and did not allow anyone to get close.

Zhang Xueshu knew that the matter was serious, and he did not believe that Su Yarong would do anything to Yan Guilin, let alone that Su Yarong had the ability to hurt Yan Guilin.

So he found Si Li.

Si Li looked like he had no comment: "Fourth Elder, please forgive me, I don't want to participate in the internal fighting among the top leaders of Tianyan Sect."

Zhang Xingxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl carefully.

He always felt that the little girl was hiding something from him.

Si Li shrugged, turned and left.

In the afternoon, Song Shan came out of Yan Guilin's room and told Zhang Xuefeng to take his post and go to Wuhu Mountain to find Feng Conghu to ask for someone.

When they heard the news, Si Lizheng and Zhong Yuda huddled in a corner of the city lord's palace.

Zhong Yuda patted his chest with lingering fear: "Fortunately, Master didn't let me come out. That's Song Shan. I was scared to death."

Si Li nodded in agreement.

Zhong Yuda's eyes shone brightly, with a gossipy look on his face: "Senior sister, why do you think Yan Guilin got hurt?"

Si Li made a 'shush' gesture, and then slapped him hard on the back of the head.

"Is this also something I can inquire about?"

Zhong Yuda was in pain, rubbed the back of his head and looked at her dissatisfied.

How could you hide it from your own people?

Si Li flattened her mouth and whispered: "Then we have to wait until someone leaves."

Zhong Yuda nodded in realization.

The wall has ears.

What if Song Shan hears it?
In the evening, a disciple came over to report that Zhong Xingwei was back, bringing with him a pale-looking Su Yarong.

Si Li and Zhong Yuda's eyes widened.

So fast?
The visitor said: "The Master of the Zhong family went to the Wuhu Hall first. The Master of the Wuhu Hall was so frightened that he immediately sent his disciples to search for Su Yarong. When Zhang Zhongxuan arrived, Su Yarong was found."

just right?

Si Li silently repeated in his heart.

It seems that Su Yarong was pushed out as a scapegoat.

Even if Feng Conghu wants to rebel, he doesn't dare to really go against Song Shan. He can only make some small moves, not to mention Ling Xiao!

The visitor said again: "The young master said he wants to see you."

Si Li pointed at herself: "Me?"

In fact, she didn't really want to see Yan Guilin at this moment.

Zhong Yuda was a little concerned about the excitement: "Could it be me?"

Si Li glared at him fiercely, turned and left.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the courtyard, she saw Zhong Xingwei standing guard at the door, and her expression suddenly froze.

This is going to get a lot of votes.

Zhong Xingwei caught the change in her expression and whispered: "Elder Cao is inside."

Si Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Arriving at Yan Guilin's room, there were several big guys sitting in the originally spacious room.

Song Shan, Zhang Xuefeng and Cao Heng.

It's quite a bit like a three-chamber trial.