Chapter 118

Zuo Sangyu's death did not have any impact on Dongyue empire. Zhuque street is still crowded and bustling. Everyone is busy for their livelihood. Only Zuo's family is still immersed in a sad atmosphere.

In the front hall of the left family, Zuo Qiumeng threw things clean. He was furious, "my son has gone, and the little cunt of the cloud family insulted his innocence."

"Dad, don't listen to the rumors outside. Yunxiuyi is not like that."

As soon as he was busy with zuosang language, the rumors about zuosang language spread to zuoqiu Meng. Without thinking, he decided that it must be yunxiuyi.

In this way, even if the murderer is really her, even if he collects evidence, she can also put all the blame on Sang Yu.

But no one knows better than him that the proposal is entirely his will. Sang Yu strongly opposed it that day. Finally, he had no choice but to take Zuo sangyan to Yun's home. How can it be that sang Yu is so obsessed with her?

Zuochu Meng is angry. When he hears Zuochu talking for yunxiuyi, he points at her and scolds her heartlessly, which makes Zuochu red.

When Zuo Qiumeng's anger subsided, Zuo sangyan added fuel to the fire. "You'd better not walk with Yun Xiuyi in the future. I can see it when I'm in Tianji Pavilion. She doesn't look up to you at all."

"Xiuyi, she is not --"

"You said it Zuo Qiumeng makes an effort to fight Zuo Juo. She is scared to shut up immediately, but she is very wronged. It is clear that this matter has nothing to do with Yun Xiuyi. Why do you all want to wrongly her?

But she has no right to blame others. Even she herself is trapped in injustice. She knows who the murderer is, but she never dares to tell the truth.

"Father, don't blame him. He is kind and easy to be cheated."

Hearing Zuo sangyan's voice, Zuo Qiumeng looked at his son seriously for the first time, and felt a little relieved. At least he had a son, but he soon shook his head.

The left family must not be handed over to a concubine.

Looking at zuoqiu again, zuoqiu Meng's eyes were softer than before. He waved to zuoqiu and held her hand. He was bitter in her heart.

"Dad knows you're a good boy, but you can't see who's bad with your eyes. When things get to this point, we're at odds with the cloud family. You're not allowed to look for Yunxiu clothes in the future."

"Dad"

Zuochu Meng fondly stroked zuochou, "you are still young now. When you grow up, you will know that people are dangerous. Your brother is not here, and you will lead the left family in the future."

"I don't want to lead the left family. Dad, don't scare me with these words."

Zuo sangyan, standing on one side, turns pale when he hears their conversation. He thinks that without Zuo Sangyu, Zuo Qiumeng will attach importance to him and hand over the left family to him. Unexpectedly, he would rather let Zuo Qiong be the next head of the family than consider him.

Originally, he was happy to think that as long as Zuo Qiumeng attached importance to him, he would not have to carry out the original plan to the end. It seemed that he had to continue to carry it out.

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In order to test the true strength of yunxiuyi, Junlin held the first Fengyun qualifying competition in Dongyue Empire, and required the four families to participate. In addition, if a new family is included in the list, it will directly become the fourth family of Dongyue empire.

For a time, all the streets and alleys of Dongyue Empire were discussing this matter, and they were preparing for the qualifying match which was about to change their fate.

Because of this grand competition, yunmoxuan's business is booming. All the rich and the poor give generously and buy a lot of pills, hoping to improve their cultivation even a little bit in this short time.

Ye Xingming complained for two days in a row. He was so tired that he almost quit. If yunmo hadn't finally appeared, he would have left directly.

Cloud ink Xuan shop full of people, cloud guy is busy, the shopkeeper's money is soft.

In the backyard, ye Xingming and Yun Mo are discussing and refining alchemy. They get along well with each other. The fox is dozing and lying on him. They get along well with each other.

When the regular pills for sale were finished, yunmo took out a few manuscripts, and ye Xingming spread them directly on the table.

Ye Xingming curiously leaned over to have a look, immediately called up and jumped like a hot foot, "this, you, where did you get this thing?"

This is their grandmaster's handwriting! He saw it on the first day when he entered zhulanglou, and then he faced it every day. He could not be familiar with it any more.

"From the man who wrote the prescription."

The words of cloud light and wind light make ye Xingming frown deeper and deeper, and finally twist into a twist. He looks at Yun Mo like a psychopath, "are you sure it's from the person who wrote the prescription? Then you must have seen the ghost. ""I'll tell you the truth! This is our grandmaster's handwriting. He has been dead for hundreds of years. Where are you going to meet him? Unless you're a monster. "

Ye Xingming went from the left side of yunmo to his right side and continued, "I didn't expect that! I'm so clear about the handwriting. Tell me where it comes from. I promise I won't tell anyone

"Believe it or not."

"Of course I don't believe it. No one would believe it Does he think he's a fool?

Ye Xingming picked up one of the manuscripts and looked at it, frowning again. "It's true that it's the handwriting of the grandmaster, but I've never seen this prescription before. I heard from elder martial brother Wen that the disciples of the grandmaster who left zhulanglou traveled all over the world, and no one knows where he went."

He took the prescription manuscript in one hand and looked at yunmo. "Did he create these when he traveled all over the world? It's not right

Ye Xingming picked up another one. There was a big difference between the old and the new. At first glance, it was many years later. If it was true, it would have happened when the grandmaster was still in the chulanglou.

It's annoying!

Since he couldn't figure it out, ye Xingming simply didn't want to. He put the manuscript back on the table and went to see cloud ink refining pills.

Cloud Mo took the just refined pill and shook his head dissatisfied. Although the pill didn't fail, it wasn't a success, and its effect was general. He threw the pills to Guanguan as sugar beans, and repeated the previous steps.

The effect is still poor.

Don't intend to continue to waste medicinal materials, cloud ink turned to Ye Xingming, ye Xingming immediately jumped, "every time you look at me like this, I will think of Yunxiu clothes, too scary, too scary, you don't look at me."

"Come here, alchemy."

At the mention of alchemy, ye Xingming immediately became interested. He pointed to the prescription and himself, "would you like me to refine it?" See cloud ink nodded, skipping to the Dan stove, roll up the sleeves and start.

As expected, it was the same prescription, the same stove, and even the same steps, but ye Xingming's elixir was more than twice as powerful as Yun Mo's.

As if a snow before shame like, ye Xingming holding the pill, smile to forget, "see, I'm better than you."