The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Madam Shen stared wide-eyed. She raised her hand to touch her neck, and with a thud, she fell completely silent.

Shen Hong's mouth was slightly open.

He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to have been poisoned, and in the end he could only force out some gurgling sounds.

He felt no grief over his mother's death; he was simply terrified.

He realized for the first time that killing could be so simple.

He realized for the first time that even martial arts masters could have lives as fragile as a sheet of paper.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Shen Hong remained silent.

An Qingwan remained silent, calmly continuing to drink her tea.

It wasn't until a full quarter of an hour had passed, and Shen Hong's back was completely soaked with sweat, that the door was finally pushed open from the outside.

Lan Xiaogu and Jin Xueyi walked in.

“Those who were notorious and took advantage of the situation to cause trouble have all been eliminated.”

An Qingwan called Lan Xiaogu over and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lan Xiaogu immediately became excited: "Interesting, interesting, let's do it this way!"

An Qingwan smiled and nodded, then suddenly called out, "Miss Sikong, I know you must be nearby. Why don't you come out and meet me?"

There was no sound outside.

An Qingwan laughed and said, "If you don't come out, I'll go back to my hometown in Zhen'an County and let you fight Huanxi Daoren to the death by yourself."

A few breaths later, footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Lan Xiaogu, Jin Xueyi, and Shen Hong all turned around.

On a summer night before the heat of summer arrived, a limping woman slowly approached, stepping on the moonlight that rippled like clear waves.

That already cold face appeared even colder tonight.

But Sikong Tingxue was still not as cold as An Qingwan, even though her hair was a dreamlike snow color.

It's all because she was born with a pair of captivating eyes.

Her charm flows like water, delicate yet not seductive.

These eyes make her look more "human".

The eyes are a good example.

It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and that is certainly true.

An Qingwan never showed her eyes, so no one in the world could see through her thoughts.

"I didn't expect you to come back, and I never expected that the flamboyant Huanxi Daoren would use such methods to deal with you. It seems that his flamboyance was just a disguise."

Sikong Tingxue stopped at the door, but did not go inside.

An Qingwan smiled and said, "There are many things you can't imagine. You must be confident, but not too confident."

Sikong Tingxue said, "You're right, but I still believe I can definitely kill you."

An Qingwan said, "It is indeed difficult to change someone like you. Fortunately, I have no intention of changing you."

Sikong Tingxue asked, "What do you want me to do?"

An Qingwan asked, "You know the art of disguise?"

Sikong Tingxue replied, "Yes."

An Qingwan said, "Help me."

Sikong Tingxue asked, "How can I help you?"

An Qingwan said, "Help me disguise Miss Lan as Shen Hong."

Sikong Tingxue said, "I see, I understand now."

She got it.

Shen Hong understood.

He was already dead when Sikong Tingxue uttered the word "yes".

There is only one Shen Hong in this world, not two.

"I……"

This time, it wasn't An Qingwan who made the move.

Sikong Tingxue struck out with her palm, and a chilling coldness penetrated into Shen Hong's body.

This palm technique is even more insidious than the Xuanming Divine Palm. With just one strike, Shen Hong was in excruciating pain.

However, Sikong Tingxue still showed some mercy and used more of her power, so Shen Hong only suffered for a few breaths before meeting the King of Hell.

"bring it on."

Sikong Tingxue said to Lan Xiaogu.

Lan Xiaogu walked over.

Sikong Tingxue's disguise skills were far superior to Ning Buyi's.

She didn't even need to use a human skin mask; with just a few smears, she transformed Lan Xiaogu's face, making her figure almost indistinguishable from Shen Hong's.

Lan Xiaogu and Jin Xueyi watched in amazement.

"You must have harmed quite a few people with this disguise skill, right?" Lan Xiaogu asked.

Sikong Tingxue kept a cold face and didn't bother to pay attention to Lan Xiaogu.

Lan Xiaogu took a few steps casually: "These shoes and socks are just too uncomfortable to wear. I still prefer to go barefoot."

Jin Xueyi asked curiously, "Why does Miss Lan always have to go barefoot?"

Lan Xiaogu said, "The internal energy I practice is quite special. It is specifically designed to work with Gu worms. If I walk barefoot, I will leave a special scent wherever I go. No matter how far away those Gu worms are, they can find me by following the scent."

"odor?"

Jin Xueyi subconsciously sniffed, revealing a puzzled expression.

Lan Xiaogu retorted angrily, "What's with that expression? It's like my feet smell bad. They smell nice, a very faint fragrance!"

"Is that right?"

Jin Xueyi was still puzzled because she really couldn't smell it.

Lan Xiaogu said, "If you keep doing this, my whip might not be so kind to you!"

Seeing that Lan Xiaogu was about to explode, Jin Xueyi quickly shut up.

Under the moonlight, An Qingwan disposed of Shen Hong's body.

By this time, Sikong Tingxue had already fled far away.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that An Qingwan would punish her as well.

……

The world may change, but the scenery of Dongting Lake remains the same.

As dusk fell, the Ironclad Gang, which had become quiet two days prior, became lively again.

The area beneath the lakeside tower was packed with people, several times more numerous and more bustling than the previous two days.

These people were all summoned by Shen Hong, the current acting leader of the Ironclad Gang, via a fast-moving letter.

This place is home to not only prominent figures from the Jianghu (江湖, the world of martial arts and chivalry) of Hunan and Hubei, but also many others.

There are also many heroes here who came to help after hearing the news.

The reason so many people have gathered here is that since the day Ironclad Ancestor was killed by a single sword strike, many other sect leaders and elders were attacked by unknown individuals on their way back to their sects and their whereabouts remain unknown.

Just then, Shen Hong suddenly wrote in a letter that he knew who the real culprit was and that he would expose the culprit to the Ironclad Gang.

Therefore, within just two days, a large number of people who received the news rushed to the Ironclad Gang, including those martial arts figures who had come to participate in the self-proof conference and had not yet gone far.

At this moment, the crowd below the tower was filled with excitement.

With a large number of martial arts practitioners attacked and their fates unknown, how could other martial arts practitioners not be terrified?

Nobody wants to be the next person to disappear.

"Chief Shen, we've been gathered here for almost half an hour. If you really know the truth, why don't you tell us quickly? Or are you just playing us for fools?"

"Yes, if you want to know, then just say it already. What are you dawdling about?"

Amidst a series of shouts, Shen Hong, who was surrounded by the crowd, suddenly let out a long sigh.

"It's not that I don't want to say, it's just that that person... never mind."

"With that man's abilities, no matter how many people come here today, I may not survive. Since that's the case, I'll speak frankly. It's not a big deal if I die. I only hope that all my fellow martial arts practitioners can spread the word about what happened here, so that the world can debate who is good and who is evil."

At this point, Shen Hong cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the four directions. His hands were wrapped in white cloth, and his voice was terribly hoarse.

The crowd fell silent.

Shen Hong continued, "That day, after the self-affirmation meeting, I left the Ironclad Gang on horseback, intending to apologize to Mr. Gu, the leader of the Seven Stars Sect. I was very close to Mr. Gu, and I was even saddened after what happened. But what I didn't expect was that when I was about to catch up with Mr. Gu and his group, I suddenly saw a familiar figure!"

"Who?"

Someone in the audience shouted.

Shen Hongdao shouted, "It was the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, An Qingwan! When I arrived there, I happened to see her pierce Mr. Gu's heart with a sword!"

"what?"

The audience was in an uproar.

This is a name that no one would have expected.

Shen Hong said, "She killed Mr. Gu and the others. If I hadn't reacted quickly and jumped into the lake, and if she hadn't been blind, I would have died by her sword too. The wound on my hand was left when she threw the sword!"

As he spoke, he raised his injured arm to show the wound.

But his words were not believed by many people.

Because he is Shen Hong.

Because he is the son of the Iron-Clad Ancestor.

"I know you all don't believe me, and I didn't intend to tell anyone about this. With the current reputation of my Ironclad Gang, who would believe it? But when I dragged my wounds back to the Ironclad Gang, I saw her again. This time she wasn't there to kill anyone; she was there to dispose of the bodies. She dumped Mr. Gu and the others' bodies at the Ironclad Gang. She was clearly trying to pin this murder on my Ironclad Gang!"

Shen Hong gritted his teeth.

"How could I tolerate such a thing happening? Even if it means risking my life, I will expose her crimes! Everyone, if you still don't believe me, come with me to see the bodies of Mr. Gu and the others, look at the wounds on their bodies, and look at the wounds on the bodies of Master Ma and the others she killed a few days ago. That sharp and deadly swordsmanship, who else but her could wield it?"

These words finally made many people start to have doubts.

"Let's go see! Let's go see right now!"

Shen Hong nodded: "Please follow me."

But just as he turned around, a silver glint suddenly flashed in the twilight.

Everyone knows what that is.

hidden weapon!

Someone used a hidden weapon!

The hidden weapon was aimed at Shen Hong!

The hidden weapon was incredibly fast, and Shen Hong had no way to avoid it. He was about to die from it.

At the critical moment, a pebble flew out from the side and knocked the hidden weapon away.

Everyone turned to look, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with a handsome face walking out from the crowd.

The Taoist priest simply stood there, yet he exuded an aura of ethereal grace.

He was otherworldly, so otherworldly that it seemed he shouldn't exist in this world.

"You are……"