On the west bank of Butterfly Creek, Guyue Jianpu.

In the towering sword furnace rooms, the craftsmen who received the order were confused and went out and gathered towards the Dragon Slaying Platform.

It's almost noon now, and the sun is about to rise in the sky.

Among the crowd of craftsmen, there were occasionally some rickety old swordsmiths who suddenly turned their heads and stared blankly at the sword furnace halfway up the mountain under the clear sky, which had been out of service for many years.

Most of the other craftsmen did not notice it at all, but looked curiously at the figures of the Tsing Yi slaves and black men who suddenly appeared in the sword shop, patrolling and watching.

Just as the entire sword shop's craftsmen were being taken to the Dragon Slaying Platform by the river by Liu Zilin, Liu Fu and other stewards.

Liu Zian was squatting at the edge of the Dragon-Slaying Platform, lowering his head, and placed a memorial tablet, as well as an incense burner, a fruit plate and other memorial objects in an orderly manner.

"Brother, you died miserably. Today, my third brother and I are here to avenge you."

Liu Zi placed three sticks of incense and sighed.

The audience participating in the ceremony had not completely arrived, Liu Zian turned his head and whispered to the entourage who were looking at him on the high platform:

"You go down and guard first. The third brother is here. Let him come up and pay homage to the elder brother."

"yes."

The entourage retreated below the stage, leaving only Liu Zian and a tied up young county magistrate on the high platform.

"Ho ho ho..."

There was a strange deep laughter echoing at Liu Ziwen's open-air memorial tablet.

"Brother, why am I so happy when I saw you die?"

Liu Zian's back was facing the people below.

"My father is not satisfied even though I have given you all my family property. He ties me up with family filial piety all day long.

"You really want to be a big brother?"

He whispered in a voice no one could hear:

"You can't practice Qi, but you still want us to accompany you honestly. You are dissatisfied with my contact with the Jade Fairy, and you want to give up the tripod sword to the Wei family, just to exchange for those powerful positions?

"But once you embark on the path of becoming a Qi practitioner, you must be wary of alienation and not get too close to the top power easily or go in the opposite direction.

"In the final analysis, what is sacrificing for the interests of the family? Liu Ziwen, you are just selfish..."

I heard the footsteps of Liu Zilin and others returning from the other side of the stage.

Liu Zi Anle stood up slowly with a trembling smile, wiped his face first, then turned around, his face as normal, and walked to greet him.

When passing by someone, Liu Zian suddenly heard a statement:

"Liu Ziwen was killed."

Liu Zian glanced at the young county magistrate who suddenly spoke out, kept walking, smiled and shook his head:

"No, you killed him, Ouyang Lianghan. You are the murderer of my eldest brother."

At this time, Liu Zilin had already walked over and said expectantly:

"Second brother, we are ready, everyone has been summoned."

"Well done, third brother."

Liu Zian patted Liu Zilin's shoulder, raised his chin, and motioned for him to worship Liu Ziwen's tablet.

Everything is ready.

He turned his face, smiled and walked towards Ouyang Lianghan, slowly pulling out his sword.

Boom——

Boom——

But at this moment, a series of explosions came from a distance, like thunder from the blue, resounding throughout the sword shop inside and outside.

Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin were both shocked. Looking around, they could vaguely see the strange green flames rising from outside Guyue Sword Shop in the distance, which looked quite familiar.

Immediately, there were waves of overwhelming roars and charging sounds, which seemed to overturn everyone's spiritual cap.

Liu Zian and Liu Zilin suddenly turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty: "Burning Sky Shark Oil?"

"Master, Third Young Master, something's wrong! He's from the county government!"

Liu Fu hurried over with his people:

"The county government didn't know where to find such brave people. They crossed the river in a batch of official boats and attacked our sword shop desperately, throwing strange oil everywhere and blowing up the sword furnace..."

Liu Zilin's face was gloomy: "How is that possible! Who gave these unscrupulous people the courage? It would be great if we didn't go to them to cause trouble, and they dare to attack our Liu family!"

Liu Zian frowned and suddenly asked:

"Who is organizing it? That guy named Diao who is greedy for life and afraid of death cannot have the courage. That guy named Yan, who is stupid, doesn't have the prestige and means to appeal to the people..."

"I don't know yet. But I did see people from the county government among them."

Liu Fu grimaced:

"This group of unscrupulous people seems to be well organized and disciplined. They must have someone commanding them from behind. However, our people were caught off guard. We are retreating step by step and trying to garrison. We haven't seen the leader yet."

On the high platform, Liu Zian and Liu Zilin looked at each other.

Liu Zilin looked ugly and gritted his teeth: "Is that bitch named Xie back?"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly a laugh came from behind.

"Ouyang Lianghan, what are you laughing at!"

Liu Zian's eyes were sharp, he glanced at the panicked craftsmen watching in the audience, and rushed behind the young county magistrate.

Liu Zian grabbed his hair, held the cold white blade in his hand, and sneered:

"Do you think they can save you in time? Do you think we are fools who talk too much and let people run away?"

Liu Zian turned around and quickly ordered:

"Liu Fu, let the brothers hold on for a while."

"Third brother, go and bring the elder brother's tablet so that he can see it with his own eyes. The enemy is the leader!"

Liu Zian grabbed the hair crown of Ouyang Lianghan, who was leaning back and forth in laughter, and dragged him to the edge of the high stage without any delay, exposing himself to many craftsmen in the audience.

Ready for beheading.

Against the background of a series of explosions that are getting closer and closer.

Liu Zian's eyes flashed, and he put his right hand into his sleeve and took out a bronze mask.

But his hand was only halfway extended.

But someone was faster than him—referring to the matter of taking out the mask.

Liu Zian's eyes widened suddenly, and in front of him was reflected... the silent scene of "Ouyang Lianghan" closing his eyes and looking up, smiling at the corner of his mouth, taking off a mask from his face.

"You...you...how come you have..."

Liu Zian's eyes were filled with wonder and disbelief.

Liu Ashan placed the bronze mask he took off at his feet.

He was shackled and knelt down. His dull face with the word "Yue" tattooed on it had never laughed so heartily. He smiled at the sword shop craftsmen and former colleagues under the high platform:

"The real county magistrate is here to save us. Please don't follow the Liu family into darkness.

"Everyone in the world says that unruly people come out of poor villages. We in Wuyue Dragon City are indeed ashamed to have the bully Liu family, but we are definitely not just cowardly people. I don't agree..."

Liu Ashan's words stopped abruptly.

Because Liu Zian had already rushed forward like crazy, punched and kicked Liu Ashan,

"Fuck you! Liu Ashan, you are so sick!

Liu Zian could not bear his anger and beat him as if to vent his anger:

"He, Ouyang Lianghan, is an outsider. He jumped into the water to save him, and became a lackey to serve him to death. Now he is asking his mother-in-law to behead him. Are you mentally ill? Ah? Could it be that he is the ancestor who jumped out of your ancestral grave?

Can’t do it?!”

Liu Ashan climbed up with difficulty, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He still raised his proud head and swollen face, and looked sideways at Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin.

"Ancestor? Then I don't have you two unfilial and unvirtuous descendants of the Liu family, who will bring shame to our ancestors."

His red, swollen, and purple eyes could only open a small slit. However, in the eyes of everyone at this moment, his eyes looked particularly contemptuous, and he uttered the following words:

"What is private is temporary, what is public is eternal."

When Liu Zian and Liu Zilin heard this, their eyes became even redder.

"you wanna die!"

There was a snow-white sword light on the high platform.

Under a torrent of angry punches and kicks, and a sharp blade getting closer and closer to his neck.
To be continued...