I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Chapter 132 Que Tower

"Sister Ruxue, can we stop practicing here today?"

"Qianzhu has made an appointment with some friends to participate in a lantern festival. After returning, she will work harder." Si Qianzhu looked at Ji Ruxue timidly and said in a low voice.

Si Qianzhu was a little afraid of Ji Ruxue.

"Lantern festival?"

"Go!"

Ji Ruxue, who was standing by, heard this and agreed to Si Qianzhu's request.

"Thank you, Sister Ruxue. Sister Ruxue is so nice!"

When Si Qianzhu saw Ji Ruxue agreed, his eyes were filled with excitement and he trotted away.

"Hey, this girl." Ji Ruxue shook her head and was about to go into the house.

"Sir, are you going out?"

Seeing Fang Yun walking out of the room, Ji Ruxue hurriedly saluted and asked in a low voice.

"Go out for a walk."

“Isn’t there a lantern festival?”

"Let's go and join in the fun. We're free anyway." Fang Yun finished speaking and walked outside.

Ji Ruxue hurried to follow.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival. Xueyue City is extremely lively. Lanterns of all sizes are hung all over the city. Adults and children are taking to the streets, creating a festive atmosphere.

Fang Yun also bought a lantern, which was made of red paper with the words "Mid-Autumn Festival" written on it.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Fang Yun.

The corners of his mouth lifted up, and he sneered, "It's true that you can't find it even after searching for a long time, but it's easy to get it. Fang Yun, do you still remember me?"

The old man standing in front of Fang Yun was none other than an elder of the Star Palace, who had reached the Void Realm. He was originally heading for Tianjian Peak, but when he arrived there, he discovered that Tianjian Peak had long been destroyed and all the living people had left.

I lost track of Fang Yun again and was at a loss. I originally thought that finding Fang Yun would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

He came to Xueyue City today just to have some fun in the brothel, but he unexpectedly met Fang Yun halfway. The old man's face was full of excitement.

Killing Fang Yun would be a great achievement.

"Who are you? Get out of here!"

Ji Ruxue sensed Feng Yu's murderous intent, took a step forward, and stared at Feng Yu coldly.

"Is something wrong?"

When he saw Feng Yu, there was no change in Fang Yun's expression. After glancing at him, he spoke lightly.

Feng Yu was an elder serving Murong Wan'er, so Fang Yun naturally recognized him.

boom!

As Ji Ruxue spoke, a terrifying aura burst out from Feng Yu's body, instantly suppressing Ji Ruxue on the spot.

The difference in cultivation between Ji Ruxue and Feng Yu was too great. Even with just a wisp of breath, Ji Ruxue could hardly move.

After suppressing Ji Ruxue who was in the way, Feng Yu looked at Fang Yun in front of him with a sneer and said, "Fang Yun, you are really amazing. After digging out the immortal bone, you can still survive and embark on the path of cultivation again. It's really shocking."

"Today, I want to see what secrets you have."

"By the way, I want to borrow something from you later, your head."

Feng Yu looked down at Fang Yun in front of him with a condescending attitude, not taking Fang Yun seriously at all.

"is it?"

"I never lend my head to the dead."

After hearing Feng Yu's provocative words, Fang Yun's expression remained unchanged and his tone was extremely calm.

"It's not up to you whether to lend it or not."

"After I search your soul, come pick it yourself." Feng Yu sneered when he heard this. A vast aura enveloped Fang Yun. At the same time, Feng Yu's big hand directly grabbed Fang Yun's shoulder, trying to imprison Fang Yun's cultivation and carry Fang Yun away.

However, the moment Feng Yu's hand landed on Fang Yun's shoulder, a terrifying force erupted from Fang Yun's body, breaking Feng Yu's hand on Fang Yun's shoulder. Feng Yu's arm was twisted into a knot under this force.

"Aren't you useless?"

"How is it possible to have such a level of skill?" Feng Yu was filled with disbelief when he saw that his hand was crippled.

Fang Yun did not answer. He waved his sleeves and Feng Yu turned into dust. Fang Yun had no interest in answering questions from a dead person.

When Feng Yu died, the power that imprisoned Ji Ruxue also disappeared.

"You don't know what's the matter with you."

Ji Ruxue snorted coldly.

He continued to follow Fang Yun quietly. Feng Yu's appearance was just a small episode and did not affect Fang Yun's interest at all.

Soon, Fang Yun arrived at Que Tower.

"Sir, today is the Lantern Festival. The best place to see the Snow Moon Lanterns is Que Tower. Que Tower also has the best wine in Snow Moon City."

"If you are interested, there is a good seat in Que Tower. We can arrange it for you immediately." A maid in Que Tower looked at Fang Yun, and seeing that Fang Yun had an extraordinary temperament, she immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Ruxue, reward!"

Fang Yun came out just to come to Que Tower.

The opportunity in Xueyue City is related to the people in Que Tower today.

When the woman heard this, she immediately showed excitement on her face and took Fang Yun to the top floor of Que Tower. At the same time, she immediately arranged for Fang Yun to have the best Thousand Days Drunk.

Ji Ruxue spent ten high-grade spirit stones at once, which was equivalent to a thousand low-grade spirit stones. The maid knew that this kind of person must be of noble status.

Que Tower is indeed the best place for viewing the scenery.

"My dear, can we share the table?"

Not long after Fang Yun sat down, an old man came over with a wine jug. Seeing that there was no seat left, he looked at Fang Yun and asked.

"Old sir, please."

Fang Yun did not refuse and invited the old man to sit down.

"Thank you, sir!"

The old man's face was full of joy when he heard this, and he sat down immediately. Seeing Fang Yun drinking, he smiled and patted his wine pot, saying with a smile: "Since you love wine, then try my wine. My wine is much better than this Thousand Days Drunk."

The old man was very familiar with the guests. He immediately took out a wine glass, poured a glass for Fang Yun, and invited Fang Yun to drink with him.

The old man’s wine is really good.

However, it seemed that the old man's alcohol tolerance was not very good. After a few glasses, his face turned red.

"Grandpa, why are you drinking again? I told you to drink less. You are too old and injured to drink." Suddenly, a female voice sounded, and the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I didn't drink much, just one sip, just one sip." The old man explained quickly.

The woman was helpless when she heard this. When her eyes fell on Fang Yun, she was stunned for a moment. She felt that Fang Yun looked very familiar, but for a moment, she couldn't remember who Fang Yun was. Finally, after a few pleasantries, she helped the old man leave.

"Sir, that woman is not simple."

"He is about the same age as me, but his cultivation is close to the infant stage." Ji Ruxue said in a low voice as she watched the woman and the old man leaving.

"The sword spirit body is indeed extraordinary. But, it is not as good as you." Fang Yun nodded, then shook his head.

"Xuejian, you were looking at that young man just now. Are you attracted to him?"

"If you are shy, grandpa will tell you that the boy is very handsome and I think he is very good." The old man returned to the house and teased his granddaughter in front of him.

"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I just felt that this person looked very familiar. I seemed to have seen him before, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before, so I took another look."

"Don't talk nonsense, are you so anxious to marry Xuejian off?"

"And my husband, Jiang Xuejian, must be the best swordsman in the world." Jiang Xuejian pouted, extremely dissatisfied. This was another urging for marriage.

However, Jiang Xuejian was stunned when she said this. Then she turned around and looked at the old man excitedly, "Grandpa, I know why I feel that man is familiar, because he looks like someone."

"Like who?"

The old man also showed curiosity and asked.

"Xinggong Sword Immortal, Fang Yun!"

"I have seen Fang Jianxian's portrait before. This person looks almost exactly like Fang Jianxian. It's just a pity that he can't be Fang Jianxian. Fang Jianxian is the Holy Son of the Holy Land. How could he come to this small Snow Moon City? Otherwise, I would agree to marry him."

Thinking that Fang Yun couldn't be the sword immortal in her mind, she couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"Xinggong Sword Immortal?"

Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but shudder all over. He glanced at Fang Yun in the distance, then looked away. He also felt that this Fang Yun was not Xinggong Fang Yun.

Suddenly, the old man's face turned pale.

"grandfather!"

Seeing this, the woman's expression became anxious, obviously the old man's injury had relapsed.

I want to take action, but I am powerless and can only worry.

"hehe!"

"Jiang Laosan, how about my poison?" At this moment, a figure appeared on the Que Tower. Looking at Jiang Wei, whose injuries had relapsed and whose blood was flowing backwards, his face was full of pride.

"It's you evil demons again, looking for death." Jiang Xue's expression became extremely ugly when she saw the people coming.

Take action immediately and kill the opponent.

The person who came was none other than the demon cultivator from the Ghost Control Sect.

"Little beauty, let me play with you." One of them had shining eyes and immediately rushed towards Jiang Xuejian.