The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 274 The Truth
Xuanyuanhong was obviously taken aback, he asked with a dark face, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, it's so clear, why do you still not understand!" Na Yi shook his head speechlessly: "Your younger brother Xuanyuan Yun has already returned to Xuanyuan City, and there is that inseparable little follower who seems to be— ——My dear, they have all arrived in Xuanyuan City!"

"What? They went back?" Xuanyuan Hong said in surprise: "Xuanyuan Yun is still alive?"

"I can't die for the time being." Na Yi shook his hand, but looked at him with deep eyes: "As long as Young Sect Master Xuanyuan doesn't use him as a sacrifice."

Xuanyuanhong was startled, and secretly pressed his hand on his sword.There was a layer of sweat on his palms, but he remained calm on the surface: "What do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean? Patriarch Xuanyuan probably knows better than anyone else, why bother to ask me?" Na Yi curled his lips disdainfully: "Xuanyuan Yun already knows that you are not his elder brother, so the position of patriarch Xuanyuan is naturally It cannot be given to you."

There was a cold light in Xuanyuanhong's eyes, and his face suddenly sank.After being silent for a while, he suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter was sharp and piercing: "Hahaha—is Mu Bai's ability just like this? He wants to use these few words to make me retreat? What a joke!"

Na Yi stared at Xuanyuan Hong's haughty face, shook his head helplessly, sighed exaggeratedly, and said, "Ah... Really, Xuanyuan Yun is so stupid. With a big brother like you , he is not stupid!"

"What did you say!" Xuanyuanhong's eyes flashed coldly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Na Yi's neck: "Say it again!"

"I said you're stupid—ahem—how stupid are you? Do you really think my master will make you retreat based on these few words?" Na Yi struggled under Xuanyuanhong's hands, and said But he still refused to let go: "Master has already sent people to the Jianghan tribe. Within three days, the Jianghan tribe will definitely retreat, and maybe they will attack Jinlu together with the Chixiao tribe. By then , you will definitely not be able to eat and walk away!"

"Nonsense! Yu Wenyi hates the Cangfeng Clan and the Chixiao Clan, how could he betray me?"

"Hmph! Don't you know why Yuwenyi hates Blue Wind? Isn't it because you instilled wrong memories in him. If he retrieves the long-lost memories, do you think he will help you?"

That Yi's disdainful expression surprised Xuanyuanhong.Memory Devouring Gu is extremely toxic, and there is almost no antidote.But for every poison, there must be a solution.The world is so big that the person who can unravel such a complicated poison is probably only Mu Bai of the Illusory Demon Island!

If Yu Wenyi regained his memory and knew everything about him as "Feng Ye", then all his plans would be destroyed!
"Who did Mu Bai send to Jianghan? Tell me!" Xuanyuanhong clenched his hands even tighter, Na Yi's face was livid, and he had difficulty breathing.

"You—you won't let me go—why should I—tell you—" Na Yi groaned in pain.Xuanyuanhong glanced at him sullenly, then let go of his hand abruptly.

That wing fell to the ground, coughed several times in pain, and gasped, "You—you are really ruthless, no wonder Master said that you are the most ruthless person in the Central Plains!"

"Answer my question!" Xuanyuanhong's face was fierce: "Who did Mu Bai send to the Jianghan army camp?"

"Who else? The Patriarch of the Blue Wind Clan—Leng Xuanmo." Na Yi gave him a blank look, and answered angrily.

Leng Xuanmo?
Xuanyuanhong frowned, thought that Mu Bai would ask Yan Liluo to persuade Feng Ye, but unexpectedly he sent Leng Xuanmo, he really didn't understand, what kind of medicine was sold in Mu Bai's gourd?

Na Yi smiled mysteriously: "Why did Leng Xuanmo abandon Jin Lu and attack Fumo Valley by himself? I think Patriarch Xuanyuan may not know the truth of this matter!"

"The truth?" Xuanyuanhong secretly felt bad.

"That's right, the patriarch sent me here to tell you the truth of the whole matter. After listening to it, I think patriarch Xuanyuan can decide whether to go or stay." The north wind howled, and the cold snow fell.Although the Central Plains has begun to enter winter, the Holy Mountain of Snow Soul has already been snowed with goose feathers.The guards of the Jianghan tribe sat in a forest in the mountains and built a bonfire around them to keep warm and keep out the cold.Feng Ye sat by the tree, leaning against a tree, quietly looking at the sky.

Now, Jiang Han and Jin Lu joined forces to attack Tianlian Palace, and the victory and defeat were almost divided.Even so, there was no excitement in Feng Ye's mind, but more confusion.

No one understands the pain of losing memory better than him.Especially after losing his memory, some people will continue to want to change his memory.Feng Ye was very confused, he didn't know who to trust, who to trust.

Behind him, a light footstep came, and the footsteps creaked in the snow.Feng Ye listened carefully, and found that the footsteps were disorderly. Obviously, the owner of the footsteps did not have martial arts.

The sound of footsteps, stop and go, was right around Feng Ye, although they were very close, but they didn't take a step forward, they just moved around Feng Ye.Whenever the sound of footsteps disappears for a while, it will suddenly sound again, as if expressing something.

Could it be that the owner of the footsteps is attracting me? ,

Feng Ye had an idea, he got up and took two steps in the direction of the footsteps, and sure enough, the footsteps stopped, and then walked in a further direction.

Feng Ye followed the footsteps silently, and the owner of the footsteps walked forward calmly, as if not in a hurry.Feng Ye followed behind and walked all the way to the depths of the woods.

"Brother Feng..." A deep voice came from behind, and Feng Ye was shocked. Looking back, Leng Xuanmo was standing quietly in the snow, holding a beautiful girl by the hand. .

"Leng Xuanmo!" Feng Ye roared angrily, "It's you! You led me here?"

Leng Xuanmo nodded, and groped in Feng Ye's direction: "The grievance between us, it's time to settle it."

"So—you are here to die?" Feng Ye coldly took out his folding fan, his eyes were cold: "Very well, then I will fulfill you."

But before the folding fan in Feng Ye's hand was opened, Leng Xuanmo took the lead, Wuhen quickly wrapped the folding fan in Feng Ye's hand, preventing him from making a move.

"Brother Feng, you don't have to worry. It's not too late for you to start after I finish speaking."

Leng Xuanmo nodded to Tong Zhu, Tong Zhu understood, and took out an old folding fan from his arms.She handed the folding fan to Feng Ye and said, "You can see for yourself."

Feng Ye took over the folding fan, the fan was dilapidated and the oil paper had almost fallen off.Feng Ye carefully touched the fan bone, the fan bone was extremely hard, one could tell it was an extremely sharp weapon.

"This is - the iron fan of Fumogu?" Feng Ye stroked the old iron fan, and murmured: "This is - a weapon that the patriarchs of all ages would use, how could you have it?"

Leng Xuanmo said sadly: "This is a relic left by the old valley owner. It was the old valley owner who gave it to me before he died."

Feng Ye was taken aback, this folding fan turned out to be his father's relic?Back then when the entire army of Fumo Valley was wiped out and the scene was in chaos, Feng Ye never thought that he could still see the iron fan his father used to use?
Tong Zhu saw Feng Ye was both surprised and sad, and explained sternly: "The old Guzhu and Xuan Mo joined forces secretly, just to save your life. He knew that once Xuanyuanhong entered Fumo Valley, the Jianghan clan would definitely be killed. The massacre was exhausted, so this is the wrong plan to cooperate with Xuan Mo, the enemy at that time."

Leng Xuanmo sighed, and then said: "Feng Ye, I don't want to excuse myself. I made an agreement with the old valley owner that I will protect your life. Although I fulfilled the agreement, but because of my selfishness, let me Bind you all the time, let you stay in Blue Wind to serve me."

"Originally, I should have handed over this folding fan to you long ago, but I was very scared, and I was afraid that you would return to Jianghan after knowing the truth. Therefore, I concealed your identity without authorization, and tried to sacrifice your happiness in exchange for Loyalty to me. Feng Ye, I have been wrong all these years..."

After finishing speaking, Leng Xuanmo knelt down straight, kneeling on both knees, and bent towards Feng Ye.His posture is humble and submissive, where there is no arrogance of the former patriarch Leng.Even Tong Zhu froze in place, as if she didn't believe that Leng Xuanmo would do such a great gift.

Feng Ye stroked the folding fan in his bosom, his heart was rolling like dark clouds, and the waves were turbulent.After a long silence, he slowly said: "Why did you give it to me now? Why didn't you take out the folding fan when I wanted to kill you?"

"That's because I don't want to use this incident as an excuse to excuse myself. Even though my original intention was to save you back then, I can't change my deception and use of you in the past ten years. Now you and Jinlu I have no choice but to take out my folding fan, Feng Ye, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just hope that you can recognize Xuanyuan Hong's true nature and stop collaborating with him."

Feng Ye stroked the folding fan slowly, feeling complicated in his heart.Frankly speaking, he couldn't even tell whether the folding fan in front of him was real or not. Leng Xuanmo was already cunning, and Feng Ye was good at attacking the mind, and he learned from Leng Xuanmo. It was really difficult for Feng Ye to believe the man in front of him. is difficult to do.

(End of this chapter)