This sudden change was unexpected to anyone, including Nie Zhen. He looked at the middle-aged man behind Yu Zuo in disbelief and couldn't come back for a long time.
Go! The middle-aged man took the sword out of Yu Zuo and kicked it on his back waist. Then he and another middle-aged man didn't stop for a moment, turned and left quickly.
"Kill, someone is killing here -" people passing by nearby saw it clearly and shouted. After a short time, more than a dozen people came one after another.
Nie Zhen finally regained consciousness. He subconsciously carried his sword behind his back and shouted to the people around him, "what are you doing here? Go and catch the two assassins!"
Some people saw the direction of the two middle-aged men leaving, reached out to the side of the alley and shouted, "the assassin is running that way!"
The people were stunned for a moment. Then, many people took out their swords and ran straight to the alley where the two middle-aged people disappeared.
Nie Zhen didn't chase him out. He quickly came to Yu Zuo, squatted down, looked at his injury and asked with affectation: "elder Yu, how are you... How are you hurt?"
The middle-aged man's sword was a fatal one that pierced his heart. Yu Zuo fell to the ground, his body twitched constantly, his mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to speak, but all he vomited was blood.
Nie Zhen has rich experience. Seeing Yu Zuo's injury, he has judged that this man is hopeless. Now even if the God comes down to earth, he can't save Yu Zuo.
His heart finally fell when he mentioned his voice, but he was also secretly wondering why the two middle-aged people wanted to kill Yu Zuo? I don't know them, and they have no reason to help themselves!
Yu Zuo didn't persist for too long. His violently shaking body gradually became motionless, his eyes were wide open and his breath was gone. Under him, the blood flowing out dyed the ground red for a big pool.
Who would have thought that the grand elder Shenchi would end up dead without knowing who the murderer was.
Yu Zuo's death was no small matter. It also caused an uproar in Shenchi city.
The next day, in the Presbyterian courtyard, the elders of Shenchi gathered together. The focus of people's discussion was also about Yu Zuo's assassination.
Singing came very late. He didn't go home at all last night, but stayed in the spirit of the house all night.
After entering the conference hall, he didn't return to his own seat. Instead, he went directly to Nie Zhen, stood beside him and stared at him coldly with deep eyes.
At this time, the people in the hall felt something wrong, gradually stopped talking, and their eyes fell on Gao Song.
Of course, Nie Zhen also felt the aggressive eyes of Gaoge. He raised his head, looked at Gaoge standing next to him, smiled calmly, arched his hand and said, "Gao Changlao."
"Was elder Yu killed by you?" There is no superfluous nonsense in singing. Ask directly when you open your mouth. Hearing his words, the elders present also took a breath, and their eyes moved to Nie Zhen again.
Nie Zhen's heart trembled, and the expression on his face was still calm. He said in a deep voice, "elder Gao, don't spit blood. How could elder Yu be killed by this seat?"
"Hum!" With a sneer, he said, "how do you explain why the elder died outside your house?"
Nie Zhen said in a positive tone, "now that we are enemies in the holy pool, we need to unite as one, and we have long had disputes with elder Yu, so we hosted a banquet in the house and entertained the elder. I hope we can dispel our past grievances and turn fighting into friendship. Who knows that elder Yu was killed by an assassin as soon as he left our house? How can elder Gao be said to have killed elder Yu?"
If yu Zuo hadn't found him in advance, he didn't believe that Nie Zhen would have killed Yu Zuo. He didn't believe that Nie Zhen could have such courage, but the fact was in front of him, so he couldn't believe it.
Gao Ge narrowed his eyes and youyou said, "just out of your house, he was killed by an assassin. Nie Changlao, do you think there will be such a coincidence in the world? Moreover, with the elder's Lingwu, how can a mere two assassins kill him?"
"After all, Gao Changlao still doesn't trust us." Nie Zhen is also wronged now. Yu Zuo didn't kill him, and he doesn't know who killed Yu Zuo.
He said solemnly, "if I really want to harm the elder, how can I invite him to my own house, and how can I let him die at the door of my own house? At that time, many people nearby saw the two assassins who killed the elder. Senior Mo people no longer meddle with the arrogance and wronged the good people!"
"Ha ha -" he sang loudly and smiled up. He was angry. While he laughed, the spirit pressure suddenly came out. At that moment, the conference hall was like a hurricane, blowing so that everyone's clothes trembled and crackled.
Under the spiritual pressure of singing, Nie Zhen was the first to bear the brunt. His body sitting on the mat tilted to the side involuntarily.
"What a eloquent and eloquent Nie Changlao. You pushed things clean, but you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. Today, I will give you back to the elder!"
While talking, his spirit pressure was stronger, and his hand was raised and held the sword under his ribs.
"Sing, don't deceive people too much. If you're afraid of you, don't you?" As he spoke, Nie Zhen also stood up, also released spiritual pressure, held the handle of the sword and fought head-on with Gao Song.
Both of them are the elders of the holy pool and the top level Lingwu experts in the holy pool. If they start, I don't know what will happen. The conference hall and even the whole Presbyterian courtyard may be destroyed by them.
Seeing this, the elders around hurried forward, waved their hands and said, "elder Gao and elder Nie, both of them should calm down first. Don't be impulsive!"
The persuasion of the people was of no use at all. The spiritual pressure emitted by Gao Ge and Nie Zhen became stronger and stronger. The air between them could see obvious distortion, and even the marble under their feet was cracking.
When the fierce battle between them was imminent, Guanghan listened to the outside and came in.
He first looked at Gao Ge and Nie Zhen standing among the elders, and then shouted in a deep voice, "what's going on? Elder Yu has just been assassinated and killed. What are you going to do here?"
Hearing Guanghan's questions, people were shocked. Then they bowed their hands and said, "see the holy king!"
When Gao Ge and Nie Zhen saw that Guanghan heard it, they could only take back their spiritual pressure, and their hands on the sword fell down. Like other elders, they bowed and saluted.
Guanghan's eyes swept one by one on the faces of the people and asked, "who can tell me what's going on here?"
As soon as his voice fell, Nie Zhen couldn't wait and said as if he had been wronged: "holy king, elder Gao accused Weichen for no reason, saying that it was elder Yu who killed Weichen. Weichen is really wronged!"
Hearing this, Guanghan raised his eyebrows, looked at the song and asked, "Gao Changlao, is there something about it?"
"That's right!" Gao Ge looked directly at Guanghan and listened, and Zhensheng said. No matter how brave Nie Zhen is, if there is no support, he doesn't dare to kill the elder, and the only one who can support Nie Zhen is the holy king.
Gao Ge couldn't help shaking his head secretly. Yu Zuo just doubted the identity of the holy king, which made the holy king so afraid that he didn't hesitate to harm him secretly. What is the holy King afraid of? As the imperial edict of the emperor said, is he really Guangxuan spirit?
Guanghan heard zhengse say: "Elder Gao, many people present have proved that there was indeed an assassin who attacked the elder secretly. The unfortunate killing of elder Yu has nothing to do with elder Nie. If the king's judgment is correct, the assassin must be a detailed work sent by FengChuan and Sichuan to sneak into our Shenchi. His purpose is to destroy the pillars of our Shenchi and take the opportunity to sow discord. Elder Gao should not be caught in the tricks of the enemy country The elder should be more careful from now on. He must not be exploited by assassins. "
His words were reasonable and persuasive. The elders nodded one after another and said in unison, "yes! I will follow the instructions of the holy king!"
Gao Ge looked at the people's respectful and respectful attitude towards Guanghan. He felt both funny and sad. He felt sad for them and for Yu Zuo and himself. The holy king they were loyal to was a villain on the surface and secretly!
Guanghan didn't know what Gaoge was thinking. When he saw him standing there, his face changed indefinitely. He smiled and comforted: "Gao Changlao doesn't have to worry about it. I don't think Nie Changlao will blame you." After a while, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "by the way, how is Gao Changlao preparing for the assassination?"
"Minister... It will take time," he said
"However, we don't have so much time to spend in Shenchi. If we wait until the FengChuan allied forces are ready and attack on a large scale, it will be too late for Gao Changlao to assassinate again." Guanghan heard youyou say.
"Yes! I know. I will do it in three days." The song is still hanging its head.
Guanghan nodded with satisfaction and said, "I'm relieved to have elder Gao's words. Oh, how many hands does elder Gao need?"
"I don't need the help of others," he said
Hearing this, everyone present frowned and sang that only one person wanted to assassinate King Feng and King Chuan. How could it be done?
Guanghan was stunned for a moment, smiled, shook his head and said, "elder Gao, don't underestimate the king of wind and the king of Sichuan. Even if the king goes in person, it's not easy to kill him!"
Sing loudly and say, "thank you for reminding me. I'm sure!"
"Oh?" Guanghan asked with a smile, "I don't know what good plan elder Gao has?"
"When it's done, the minister will explain it to the holy king," sang the song
Guanghan did not ask. He nodded happily and said, "well, I'll wait for the good news from elder Gao within three days." In the end, he didn't want to remind him to sing his own three-day deadline.