Chapter 67: Tianyun's Thirteen Bandits
"Could the old man have had too much to drink? Doesn't he want us to take a look?"
Everyone present was a rough and tumble man who had tasted blood on the blade, their cultivation wasn't weak either, so they naturally heard it clearly, and to heighten the atmosphere, they started making a ruckus.
"Haha, look, look, look!"
Li Kunfeng was indeed getting old, and after drinking too much wine, he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and burst out laughing.
At once, the servant hastily walked out and soon someone carried six small boxes onto the hall.
The moment he saw the box, Li Kunfeng shivered and his intoxication vanished instantly, because he caught a whiff of blood.
Just as the servant was about to open the box, the slight intoxication made him slow down a beat, and under the gaze of everyone stretching their necks to watch, they all suddenly froze.
Quiet!
Silence!
A needle falling can be heard!
Crack!
A crisp sound, and Li Chen, who had been rather indifferent until then, suddenly trembled violently as the box opened, shattering a wine cup and spilling wine everywhere.
With a soft whoosh, the wine in the cup suddenly transformed into a blazing flame, ignited by his pure yang energy.
Six human heads, blood-soaked human heads, one male and two females. The man's eyes were wide with anger, the women's faces were contorted in terror, their hair disheveled, the stench of blood was overwhelming, clearly beheaded not long ago.
Three small heads, obviously children's, with terror mixed with longing and yearning for life, and that thread of incomprehension and innocence, weaving a silent lament.
"Li... Li Xiaoxia, this... this has nothing to do with the Li family!"
It's only been a month since the incident, how could he not know whose these three heads are, feeling the surging of brutal aura around him, he trembled with fear and said.
Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive.
Li Chen Mo was silent and still, only quietly watching as the terrifyingly brutal aura suddenly vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
But this silence as cold as ice, everyone understands, is just the calm before the storm.
"Who brought this?"
Without the oppressive atmosphere of Li Chen, Li Kunfeng grabbed the servant and shouted loudly.
"Ah... it hurts, Master, is it you who sent for me?"
That servant couldn't withstand Li Kunfeng's grasp and let out a series of miserable cries, his eyes rolled back, and he was on the verge of fainting.
"Nonsense, when did I ever let you take this thing?"
Li Kunfeng's eyes widened in anger, his hair and beard standing on end. If this matter was not handled properly, the Li family might face a great disaster.
"It's... it seems someone has come to deliver a message!"
I groaned in agony, filled with inexplicable fear and dread.
"Where is he?"
Li Kunfeng pressed on, relaxing his grip.
"I was busy just now and didn't see clearly!"
I was covered in cold sweat and stuttered.
"Qiu Qianyi, is that you?"
Li Yuqing's face turned pale, and he suddenly twisted his head, sternly shouting at Qiu Qianyi at another table.
"Li Shimei, speak with a clear conscience! I don't know any of these people, what makes you say such things?"
Qiu Qianyi slowly stood up and said coldly.
"Li Shijie, we came with good intentions to celebrate Old Master's birthday, is this how the Li family treats its guests?"
Zhang Chulung's face also looked unpleasant.
Everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked at Qiu Qianyi, there's something fishy about this!
But judging from the situation, it is clear that those few human heads are related to Li Chen. At this time, Li Kunfeng's birthday was sent here, either by Li Kunfeng himself or by someone who has a grudge against him and is framing him. In any case, he cannot escape his involvement.
"You..."
Li Yuqing's pretty face turned pale. If this matter is not clarified, the Li family and Lichun will become sworn enemies who will never give up on each other.
"Hmm, this wound looks kind of familiar!"
Suddenly, an old man at a nearby table exclaimed in surprise.
"Old Zhou, have you seen him?"
Li Kunfeng's expression changed unpredictably, as if he had grasped a lifesaving straw, and asked hastily.
Li Chen slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on the old man, his gaze burning with a fierce red light, not saying a word.
"What an impressive young man!"
The old man's pupils suddenly contracted, and under the gaze of the two, he walked closer, stretched out his hand and rubbed the necks of several people back and forth a few times. He looked up at Li Kunfeng with a serious expression: "Do you still remember how I was injured nine years ago?"
"The Thirteen Bandits of Heaven's Cloud!"
Li Kunfeng said word by word.
Wow!
The hall was in an uproar, buzzing with shock, everyone was utterly stunned.
"That year, I was injured by Lao Wu of the Thirteen Bandits of Tianyun. If it weren't for my brothers arriving in time, I would have died then."
Old Zhou nodded and pointed at the wound: "That Old Five is brutal and cruel, with no equal in his love of torturing people.
"Look at the wounds on these children, they seem to have been cut off all at once, but upon closer inspection, you can still see the incision marks above, which were made by a pair of scissors. This is similar to Tianyun Lao Wu's Wind and Fire Scissors technique. Looking into their eyes, twisted in agony, it's clear that they've undergone some kind of torture."
Everyone present had blood on their hands, and although they didn't usually care about such things, they were still meticulous in observing others. After hearing Old Zhou's words, they all fell silent and nodded in unison.
Only Qi Jianyi, although also echoing, but his expression seems to have a hint of stiffness.
"How could they, those few are just...just outcasts from the clan, Tianyun Thirteen Bandits have always killed for treasure, how could they possibly take action against them?"
Li Kunfeng furrowed his brow and carefully watched Li Chen, afraid that he would suddenly make a move.
"Old Li, isn't it that you've recently offended someone and they want to frame you?"
Old Zhou cautiously swept his gaze around, if such a person really existed, they might still be in the scene watching the excitement.
"Who did I offend?"
Li Kunfeng's eyes lit up, but he immediately shook his head and sighed bitterly.
If I were to offend anyone, it would only be this genius of the Xuan Yun Sect in front of me, but that is absolutely impossible.
"Master Lao, can you organize and give me a copy of the information on the Thirteen Bandits of Tianyun?"
Li Chen suddenly said, with a calm expression, it was unknown what he was thinking about.
"Alright, alright! With something like this happening, the Li family will definitely not just sit back and do nothing. We'll definitely be able to track them down!"
Li Kunfeng let out a sigh of relief and hastily responded.
Old Zhou and several other elderly men around Li Kunfeng's age also nodded repeatedly, patting their chests to guarantee their help.
The Zhao and Liu families naturally joined in, and Lian Qianyi also chimed in with hypocritical agreement.
"Thank you!"
Li Chen bowed his head and set off directly with the wooden box in his arms.
Pang Wenshan and several of his fellow disciples took away all the remaining wooden boxes, so Zhao and Liu naturally wouldn't stay any longer.
Two people need to return to their clan and arrange manpower as soon as possible to gather information about the Tianyun Thirteen Thieves.
What a wonderful birthday banquet, something like this happened, Li Kunfeng lost the mood to continue, more importantly, find Tianyun Thirteen thieves as soon as possible to prove innocence.
In the great hall, many warriors were licking blood from their blades, but it did not affect their enthusiasm, and they chatted enthusiastically while changing cups.
