"My dear, why are you so sad? They both fought to the death for you, why are you still not happy?"
Meng Wenyi paced towards Song Qingbai, and when he saw her frowning slightly, he couldn't help but teasing her.
"Dean Meng, quickly think of a way to stop them from fighting. What if this attracts Su Xuhai and the others here?"
Song Qingbai watched the two men fighting fiercely and was thinking about how to stop them. Seeing that Meng Wenyi was idle, he set his sights on him.
"My friend, these two have impressive cultivation bases. If I rush over to stop them, I'll get hurt. Why don't we sit down and drink some tea first? They'll stop when they get tired. How about that?"
Meng Wenyi seemed to see through Song Qingbai's plan and began to persuade Song Qingbai to sit down and have tea with him.
"But, what if your yard is destroyed?"
Song Qingbai frowned slightly, still worried about the two of them.
"Don't worry, young friend! There is a magic circle in the courtyard. It is difficult for people outside to get in, and it is also difficult for people inside to get out.
If they destroy my yard, then they won’t leave.”
Meng Wenyi narrowed his eyes slightly, looking intimidating without even getting angry, forcing Song Qingbai to shut up obediently.
"Dean Meng, do you know where my father went? Why did he entrust the Blood Spirit Jade to Su Xuhai?"
What happened back then was too strange. Now that I think about it carefully, Song Changfeng's disappearance was most likely caused by Su Xuhai.
The four elders are dead, and now I'm afraid I can only find some answers from Meng Wenyi.
"I really don't know where your father went. But what is certain is that the Blood Spirit Jade in Su Xuhai's hand is probably not real."
Meng Wenyi's expression became more serious, and he only glanced at the bracelet on Song Qingbai's wrist while speaking.
"The Blood Spirit Jade in his hand isn't real? But Elder Yunmeng also had his suspicions at the time. Su Xuhai took out the Blood Spirit Jade in front of everyone, and after using his spiritual power to detect it, he found nothing unusual."
Song Qingbai's eyes were filled with shock. When Lu Qianyin was poisoned, Elder Bailu also borrowed from Su Xuhai.
If this Blood Spirit Jade is fake, then everything makes sense. No wonder when Lu Qianyin wanted to use the Blood Spirit Jade to detoxify, it had no effect.
"Oh, I know your father too well. The Blood Spirit Jade is so precious and it is the symbol of the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect. How could he give it to Su Xuhai so easily?
Furthermore, Su Xuhai's intentions are not right and his cultivation is low. Not only can he not control the real Blood Spirit Jade, he probably doesn't even know whether the one in his hand is real or fake.
Meng Wenyi remained calm, but when he thought of Song Changfeng's cunning face, he just sighed softly.
"Dean Meng, back then, rumors spread throughout the Shenwu Continent that the Demon Palace was indiscriminately killing innocent people. But there's actually another hidden story, right?"
Seeing Meng Wenyi's gloomy expression, Song Qingbai thought of what Ji Yunshen said in the Qingyun Sword Sect dungeon before.
"What happened back then wasn't entirely the fault of the people in the Demon Palace. It was just that their cultivation methods were different from those of ordinary people, which attracted the schemes of those with ulterior motives. It also happened that the Wuwang Divine Sword went out of control.
It’s hard to say who is to blame for what happened in the past.”
Meng Wenyi frowned slightly. Back then, the Demon Palace fought desperately to resist, which resulted in countless deaths and injuries to many disciples of various sects on the Shenwu Continent. Song Changfeng had no choice but to lead his men to suppress the rebellion.
But this was also the indirect culprit that led to the destruction of the entire Demon Palace, causing him to develop a demon in his heart.
"Dean Meng, you are my father's classmate and friend, and you are also the dean of Zhenwu Academy.
No matter what happened back then, I think whenever my dad encountered difficulties, he would definitely think of you first.
So, you actually know something, right?
Dean Meng, please don't hide anything from me. I'm an adult now and can handle a lot of things."
Song Qingbai is a very smart person, so Meng Wenyi must have been holding back when he spoke.
Not only are the two of them close friends, but Meng Wenyi has been staying in Chaolu Pavilion for so many years and has refused to leave. It seems that there must be some extremely important secret.
Could it be that Song Changfeng is not missing? But is right here?
Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Song Qingbai felt that Meng Wenyi in front of him became more and more mysterious.
She put down the teacup in her hand, stood up and began to look around the entire Chaolu Pavilion.
There are only two floors here, and there is a large courtyard with a bamboo forest outside the courtyard.
When viewed from a distance, Chaolu Pavilion looks like a pagoda sitting by the sea.
Wait, take another look, Chaolu Pavilion is somewhat similar to the tower that seals the evil sword in Tianyin Temple.
"What are you looking at, young man? Your fierce husband and lover have both fainted in the magic circle. Why don't you go and take a look?
Could it be that you really don't feel bad, or is it that the most handsome man in Shenwu Continent, Lu Qianyin, has always been in your heart? "
Song Qingbai, who was lost in thought, was interrupted by Meng Wenyi's teasing tone.
"Okay, I'll go with you and take a look."
Upon hearing that both of them had fainted, Song Qingbai's face changed instantly. He was afraid that they had both been ruthless and the injuries were serious.
Meng Wenyi nodded, stood up, raised his hand, and brought Song Qingbai into the magic circle.
A strong wind blew towards him. Song Qingbai's body became unstable and he was just about to use his spiritual power to open the protective barrier. Meng Wenyi just casually cast a spell and the wind immediately dissipated.
The fog in front of me also dissipated, and this place looked like a mountain. From a distance, the rocks were broken, the trees were broken, and it was a mess.
Song Qingbai walked over with a nervous mood, looking at the two huge pits on the left and right.
When he leaned over to take a look, he saw that Lin Yanzhou and Rong Jiuxi had fainted. This was a lose-lose situation!
“Haha, it saves a lot of trouble. They almost leveled this beautiful mountain here.
In the end, he dug a hole for himself, saving us the trouble of burying him."
"Dean Meng, please help me. These two guys are not weak."
Song Qingbai jumped into the pit, supported the injured Lin Yanzhou, reached out to check his breath, and then began to circulate his spiritual power to stop the bleeding from his wounds.
Looking at Lin Yanzhou, who was originally dressed in white and handsome, now in his current state, Song Qingbai shook his head helplessly.
The cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Stage is indeed powerful, but the fact that he could injure Lin Yanzhou like this shows that Rong Jiuxi's cultivation level has also broken through.
"What should I do? Ruyi, do you think I've offended someone I shouldn't have?
If they find out later that I approached them because I was completing a strategy mission, they won't treat me the same way! "
Song Qingbai felt a little scared. None of them looked easy to deal with!
"Host, don't worry. With Ruyi here, they won't hurt you."
The system calmly made the assurance, but Song Qingbai still felt it was unreliable.
"Let's go!"
Meng Wenyi spoke calmly and just raised his hand to use his spiritual power to pull up the two unconscious people.
"Oh. Okay, Dean Meng, please wait for me."
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