Film & TV: Public Enemy of Justice

Luo Shiyi would never abandon Qing Shui at this time, so there is only one reason: Mo Yan has restricted or prevented him.

"This Demon Yan really needs a good sparring match!"

Since her strength increased, Zi Xun has far surpassed Mo Yan, and now she speaks with much more confidence.

"I don't think Master Moyan would do that."

Ni Mantian was, after all, a junior, and had always treated powerful figures like Mo Yan and Bai Zihua with utmost respect, so she rarely encountered this situation.

"Forehead……"

Hua Qiangu also felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward at the moment, after all, they were different from Luo Shiyi, Qingshui, Ni Mantian, and Shuofeng.

They were complete outsiders and had no deep connection with Changliu.

"What happened to Qing Shui?"

A clear, cool male voice came in, and then Shuofeng's tall and imposing figure appeared in the doorway.

"There are no major problems now."

Dongfang pointed to the two people who were measuring their breath and said to Shuofeng.

Qing Shui suddenly fainted; it was later discovered that she had been poisoned.

Shuofeng exuded a chill, indicating he had just returned: "Poisoned? Who dares to poison Changliu?"

"Don't worry, Dongfang has already caught one of the henchmen," Ni Mantian reassured her.

For Shuofeng, Changliu was like a faith, and Ni Mantian understood this very well.

"Hmm, caught them!? What kind of poison was in that light water?"

Shuofeng was somewhat surprised; the poisoner had been caught so quickly!

“Yes, it was Dongfang who caught him,” Hua Qiangu said.

He gave Dongfang a thumbs up. Dongfang was really amazing. He knew he couldn't cure Qingshui's poison, so he immediately abandoned that path and instead went down the path of finding the murderer.

This is a really difficult choice.

Shuofeng looked at Dongfang. He already vaguely knew that Dongfang's identity was not simple. After all, from the beginning of their acquaintance, Lin Yaoxie's trust and respect for Dongfang had far exceeded that of his senior brother.

"What kind of poison is in the light water?" Shuofeng asked.

Because of his own circumstances, he had some knowledge of many poisons.

"There is a spirit."

"Zi Xun said."

Zi Xun had always been involved in making incense and medicine, so she sensed something different about Shuo Feng—a feeling of acceptance.

It was strange, but indescribably odd; it felt like this feeling shouldn't exist in one person.

"There is actually a spirit!" Shuofeng exclaimed. "Fortunately, there is Immortal Zixun here. Otherwise, Qingshui would have had no chance of escaping this calamity."

"I'm just doing my best, don't be shy!" Zi Xun said.

"Sister Zixun, your lips are pale. Sit down and rest!" Hua Qiangu helped Zixun up.

"I was probably rushing to refine the medicinal herbs and didn't get a proper rest, so I feel a bit tired. Sitting down for a bit should make me feel better!"

Hua Qiangu sat down with Zi Xun.

Everyone sat down with Zi Xun and the others.

"Don't worry too much, it's Brother Yaoxie who's giving Qingshui her life force, Qingshui will be fine! We must believe in Brother Yaoxie!" Hua Qiangu said. Ni Mantian nodded as well: "As long as Brother Yaoxie is here, there will definitely be no problem."

“That’s right, we’ve now refined the most difficult antidote! All that’s left is to wait! With Bao Si here, Qing Shui will be fine!” Dongfang said, taking out a small, crimson pill from his pocket.

"Immortal Zi Xun, this is a Mind-Concentrating and Qi-Gathering Pill. It's definitely not as good as the one you refined yourself, but it's quite useful to you right now!"

Zi Xun took it, nodded, and swallowed it whole.

"Were the captured people interrogated?" Shuofeng asked again.

“We were just discussing this issue. Dongfang has already conducted preliminary interrogation, and the poisoner keeps saying that he is a spy for the Seven Killings Sect,” Ni Mantian said.

After all, Shuofeng has been here for a relatively long time, so he probably understands Qisha's infiltration better.

"Another spy from the Seven Killings faction?!"

Shuofeng's expression was also somewhat strange. It seemed that Qisha had planted far too many spies in Changliu.

“I spent some time in Qisha, this doesn’t seem like Sha Qianmo’s decision,” Zi Xun insisted. “But it’s still very possible if it’s Shan Chunqiu!”

"Yes, the Poison of Spiritual Essence is very potent and difficult to collect; it doesn't seem like something Seven Killers could produce," Dongfang also said.

"So you suspect that someone is working with him from the inside?"

Shuofeng aptly pointed out that this was something they had always wanted to say, but had never dared to bring up.

Luo Shiyi stood at the door and heard everything they said. As Changliu's eldest disciple, he knew far more than the others.

He did know about the medicine called Youling. Years ago, when they went to explore a forbidden area together, Mo Yan obtained it by chance. So, he seemed to understand who had ordered this disciple who insisted that he was a spy for the Seven Killers. However, he didn't want to go in and tell them. Instead, he turned around and left.

Chapter Eighty-Eight: The North Wind is Punished

"What did you say?" Mo Yan asked sternly.

"Master, Dongfang has already caught the Changliu disciple who drugged Qingshui," Luo Shiyi said in a deep voice.

"Oh."

Mo Yan stroked his beard. It seems that this Pavilion Master of the Strange Immortal Pavilion is not to be underestimated.

However, the disciple he arranged is perfectly fine; no matter how much they investigate, they won't find anything about me, Mo Yan.

"Master, please make plans as soon as possible." Luo Shiyi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Then, under the watchful gaze of the demon, he walked out of the main hall.

Luo H knew in his heart that he had already made a choice between his master and Lin Yaoxie when he left Luoying Palace.

He would never betray his master, under any circumstances.

In fact, he had thought a lot these past two days. He still remembered the first time he met Lin Yaoxie and Hua Qiangu. Lin Yaoxie was about the same age as him, but he was much stronger than him.

Later, he was fortunate enough to become a member of Lin Yaoxie's team, always playing the role of a healer and helping with logistical support.

Later, Dongfang's sudden joining, as a mortal, received special care from Lin Yaoxie. At first, he just felt that Lin Yaoxie seemed to have a particularly high opinion of Dongfang.

But later, even the direction they were heading was decided by the East. At that point, he already sensed something was different.

Later, after Meng Xuanlang's matter was resolved, everyone returned to Changliu together, but Dongfang Yijie, a scholar, was brought to Changliu by Lin Yaoxie.

It turns out that trust isn't just something that came early on.

It wasn't until Mo Yan told Luo Shiyi about Dongfang's true identity that things that seemed illogical suddenly made sense.

Those subtle discomforts that made me feel insecure were actually because I didn't fit in with them.

Mo Yan stared at Luo Shiyi's departing figure. His words that day must have had an effect.

He didn't believe Lin Yaoxie could escape this elaborate scheme!

This young man, Lin Yaoxie, will finally learn a lesson for this!

"Master, something needs to be reported..."

The messages sent back by the disciples guarding the mountain of Changliu were transmitted to the outside of Moyan's palace through layers of intelligence networks.

"What is it? Speak!"

Mo Yan sat solemnly in his chair, his mind completely focused on the events involving Lin Yaoxie, and he couldn't pay any attention to what was happening in Changliu.

"Master, an accident has occurred while escorting the disciples back to their respective sects," the disciple said anxiously, kneeling on the ground.

What? What happened?

Mo Yan stared at Luo Shiyi's departing figure. His words that day must have had an effect.

He didn't believe Lin Yaoxie could escape this elaborate scheme!

This young man, Lin Yaoxie, will finally learn a lesson for this!

"Master, something needs to be reported..."

The messages sent back by the disciples guarding the mountain of Changliu were transmitted to the outside of Moyan's palace through layers of intelligence networks.

"What is it? Speak!"

Mo Yan sat solemnly in his chair, his mind completely focused on the events involving Lin Yaoxie, and he couldn't pay any attention to what was happening in Changliu.

"Master, an accident has occurred while escorting the disciples back to their respective sects," the disciple said anxiously, kneeling on the ground.

What? What happened?

Mo Yan asked, but he knew in his heart that this was not a big deal.

"The first and second teams of the sect disciples we sent back this time have completed their missions and returned to Changliu, but the third team was intercepted and killed by Qisha. Countless of our disciples were killed or wounded!" The disciple was sobbing uncontrollably by the end.

"Who is in charge of this training operation?" Mo Yan asked.

"It's Senior Brother Shuofeng! But Senior Brother Shuofeng is only with the first and second squads, and two other senior brothers have been arranged to escort the third squad."

The disciple cautiously asked, "Master, is it inappropriate for me to answer your question like this?"

"Oh, north wind!"

Mo Yan's expression became somewhat subtle. Lin Yaoxie had just resolved Qing Shui's poisoning; it wouldn't hurt to cause them some more trouble.

"Go and call Shuofeng here!"

Mo Yan said, gesturing for the Changliu disciple kneeling on the ground to quickly go find Shuofeng.

Mo Yan shook his neck. Since when did the dignified Changliu have to resort to underhanded tricks and lower himself to deal with a junior?

However, as long as the evil Lin is not eliminated, I will not be at peace, and I will not be able to stay in Changliu.

"Alright!" Lin Yaoxie said, getting up from the bed.

Hua Qiangu rushed over, helped Qingshui up, and placed her on the bed.

"Brother Yaoxie, you've worked hard. Have some water!" Ni Mantian handed Lin Yaoxie a cup of tea. "Brother Yaoxie, have some water."

Lin Yaoxie took it, drank some water, and began refining medicine with Zixun.