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A person hurriedly entered a room in the inn. "Eldest senior brother, I saw the young man who fought with you that day on Chang'an West Street."

Hearing this, He Lintong's body shook and he immediately came to his senses, "Guang Ming, are you sure he's the person we met at Chang An Street?"

"It's absolutely true. I saw him when I was passing by West Street. He started fighting with a few rascals." Qiu Ming answered with certainty.

He Lintong quickly picked up the sword from the table, "Come, let's go take a look."

Thus, the two of them hurriedly went to the door.

Yan Wenqing still hadn't turned around to see why he was angered by that girl. He continued on his way to the temple. His grandma told him to get a talisman from the temple for Xiao Lan, and that a girl left home and went to the temple to seek peace.

As the most prosperous place in the history of Changan, there were naturally many people who asked Bodhisattva to worship Buddha in this popular temple. According to legends, this was built by Li Shimin during the Tang Dynasty to protect a part of the people from the plague. However, the oppressed people still hope to protect their own well-being by means of the Heavenly Wars, but this kind of knowledge is the beautiful sustenance of the soul.

The pious people climbed the first step of the stone steps, wanting to go to the temple. Yan Wenqing also followed them.

However, he didn't want to continue halfway down the stone steps. Several people stood guard in front of him, that face was very familiar, and he had once resented this face that was filled with evil, but Yan Wenqing only calmly looked at these people.

"Young hero, perhaps our interception was too reckless, and ?" Without waiting for He Lintong to finish speaking, Qiu Guang snorted in anger, "Eldest senior brother, why are you talking so much to him? Kill him to take revenge for third senior brother!"

"Light." He Lintong interrupted the flustered and exasperated Qiu Guang, "I wonder what kind of hatred does Young Hero and I have towards each other?" He Lintong said in a gentle tone.

Yan Wenqing seemed so calm. He knew that this person wasn't his enemy, but he didn't want to see him. "Hatred, you guys should know the revenge of your Hong Tong Sect." With that, Yan Wenqing brushed past them.

The people of the Hong Tong Sect wanted to draw their swords to block, but they were stopped by He Lintong. Looking at Yan Wenqing leaving, He Lintong could not understand it no matter how much he thought about it.

"Eldest senior brother, why didn't you kill him to take revenge for third senior brother?" A disciple of the Hong Tong faction said angrily.

"We cannot believe that he is the murderer of our third junior brother. Maybe he is not the person we are looking for." He Lintong looked at the distant Yan Wenqing and said.

"But that day on Chang'an Street, he wanted to kill you." That person said.

"Let's go back. Don't tell this matter to the Sect Leader." He Lintong's words were abnormally calm.

The disciples of the Hongtong Sect all knew their eldest senior brother's character, and they also believed in him. Ever since the death of their leader, it had been He Lin Tong who had truly looked after the affairs of the Hongtong Sect. Even though Liu Feng was their leader, she led her sect's men out to stir up trouble and stir up trouble, but this eldest senior brother was respected by them.

"Come." "Come, bet on it. Your mother, are you really buying big or small?" The woman's voice was loud and clear in the midst of all the voices. The woman slapped the head of the timid man beside her.

The woman stepped on the stool with one foot, revealing her snow-white legs under her split skirt. She looked quite charming and flirtatious. The men at the gambling table kept looking at her snow-white leg from time to time, but didn't dare to look at it for too long.

"I'll buy big, or small. I'll buy small." After looking at his snow-white thighs for a while, the man finally bet the tael of silver that was tightly held in his hand.

In the gambling den, the woman in red stood on a chair and shook the dice in her hands. When she turned her face over and saw the person standing in the corner of the gambling den, her shaking hands stopped, and she handed over the dice box to a person beside her. She walked over to the person standing there, and said with a face full of smiles, "What? "Hero He also earned an unexpected sum of money?"

He Lin Tong calmly said: "Liu Si Niang, let's talk." With that, he walked out of the gambling den.

Liu Si Niang took out a iron fan from her waist and followed him out.

"What is it? Hero He asked me to come here just to have a cup of tea? " Liu Si Niang said happily, her eyes were fixated on He Lin Tong who was standing at the side.

"Of course, the Iron Fan Liu Si Niang does not lack people to treat you to tea." He Lin Tong slowly said.

"Then what is the purpose of Hero He calling me here?" Liu Si Niang poured a full cup of tea into her mouth.

"The reason I called Liu Si Niang today is to find out about the matter that happened at the Golden Altar Temple five years ago." In the He Lin tunnel.

"Gold Altar Temple? "Five years ago?" Liu Si Niang was a little surprised and immediately smiled and said: "I don't know what happened five years ago at the Gold Altar Temple." With that said, Liu Si Niang poured another cup of tea.

"Liu Si Niang, you were also personally witnessing the matter at the Golden Altar Temple." His tone was cold, and his eyes were fixated on the teacup on the table.

"There are a lot of people who witnessed this. Why ask me about your Hongtong Sect?" Liu Si Niang was obviously not happy with He Lintong's question and felt uneasy.

Even though five years had passed, the scene was still fresh in his mind. The highly respected Sect Leader Yuan of the Hong Tong Sect had been killed in the Temple of the Golden Altar for no reason. The fire in the Temple of the Golden Altar seemed to have happened yesterday, but it was indeed a conspiracy.

"You know that all the disciples of the Hong Tong Sect in Golden Altar Temple were killed." His tone was as cold as water.

"It's been so many years. Why pursue it?" Liu Si Niang took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

"There must have been something amiss during that gathering. After so many years of the Hongtong Sect's daily life, they have now fallen into a sect that isn't too bad about killing people." As he said this, a hint of melancholy could be seen in He Lintong's eyes. The old righteous faction that wielded great prestige in the martial arts world no longer existed.

"Western Territory's demon. The people that gathered at Golden Altar Temple all knew that it was the Western Territory's demon that killed Sect Leader Yuan." Liu Si Niang also saw the sadness in He Lintong's eyes. All these years, the actions of the Hong Tong Sect in the Jianghu were painful and they were insulted. However, there was still He Lintong, such a resolute disciple, who was worthy of the reputation of Sect Leader Yuan.

"No matter how arrogant a Western Territory Demon is, it's impossible for them to have the guts to enter Golden Altar Temple. This isn't what we've seen." In fact, He Lintong also hoped that his delusions were not true, but after all these years of investigating, Golden Altar Temple was just a conspiracy, but who was the culprit behind this plot?