Yuge Pavilion, an ideal attic of literati and ink writers, looks at the river in the north, and looks at the market in a hurry in the south. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is only three floors, but it is gorgeously decorated and magnificent.

"The spring breeze comes early, disturbing people's dreams, and the building gathers small, so why not sing the praises of the present dynasty in cloth and green shirts?"

A man recited, and the ethereal voice reached the rolling river, but no one answered. This is strange, usually this building can be described as very lively, countless young talents love to gather here, drink good wine, eat coriander, and then chant a song I am born to be useful, it is not a loss of joy in life. If there is a fate, in this poem, find the sound, should be a song of mountains and rivers is even more happy.

However, it is quiet. Voices poured high from the top floor, but there was no answer. It's not that it's too difficult, it's just that there is no one in this building except for that person!

It stands to reason that the fame of this Yuge loft is so great and the business is so prosperous, it should be impossible for the owner to contract the building to one person.

Countless talents are gathered here. Relying on money, the owner of Yuge Pavilion may have more than 10,000 yuan. Relying on the background, the background of the owner of the Yuge Pavilion is very deep.

Well, maybe it's a bright sword. At this moment, at the door of the Yuge Pavilion, no one approached. From a distance, there was a group of people dressed in assassin tights, but with a red tone, guarding the door, all holding sharp swords in their hands, and pinning a pair of eagle claw hooks to their waists! If anyone in the rivers and lakes saw the lifelike eagle heads embroidered on their clothes, they should understand that this was the person from the Blood Shadow Hall, one of the three major demon sects.

Blood Shadow Hall, the first hall master is called Blood Shadow, he was originally just an ordinary small trader, he has a happy family, but one day a group of people who claim to be famous and decent break into his house, saying that he harbors people in the Demon Sect, so a disaster began, and his originally happy family was wiped out in an instant.

But he actually escaped in that killing, and no one knows how he did it, and later he found the main altar of the Demon Sect and joined the Demon Sect. The flame of vengeance burned in his heart, and he transformed from a cowardly small businessman into a devil, and his hands were stained with the blood of many righteous people. However, those people were never found, which made the middle-aged blood shadowless depressed.

His best weapon is the eagle claw hook, he is elusive when the good and evil factions are fighting, the lightning hook, the special claw into the so-called master's flesh, and then a tear, decent people can only be slaughtered!

Later, the Demon Sect Leader Ao Wuxian saw that he was gifted and bloodthirsty and cruel, so he promoted him to the hall master and ordered him to train a group of dead soldiers who specialized in using eagle claw hooks. In this way, Blood Shadow created the Blood Shadow Hall, and continued and improved the Eagle Claw Hook from generation to generation, making this weapon more lethal and faster to attack. When the people of the Blood Shadow Hall are on a mission, the overwhelming sharp eagle claw hooks attack the enemy from a very far away place, and the people in it will be embedded in the flesh by multiple eagle claws, and then be torn apart, how can such a group of bloodthirsty people not make the people in the martial arts tremble?

Now such a group of thugs gathered in Yuge Pavilion, the blood on their bodies that cannot be dispersed is daunting, and it is difficult to get close, let alone enter.

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and a horse galloped in the direction of Yuge Pavilion, this horse was well-proportioned, with a small and sharp head, big eyes, a high head and neck, and strong limbs. The coat color is shiny and beautiful, and the appearance is handsome and beautiful, which can be called handsome! And the owner of the horse is actually a beautiful woman who looks delicate on the outside, dressed in white and shengxue, with a slender and slender figure, a cold and beautiful face and skin like jade, and three thousand green silk are dancing with the wind, and the eyes that should have autumn water in their eyes are spewing angry flames.

The beauty galloped on her horse, but she didn't mean to stop, and ran straight into the group of people in the Blood Shadow Hall outside the gate of the Feather Song Pavilion. Yet not a single one panicked, not even the slightest step moved, for they had not received the order. As a person from the Blood Shadow Hall, disobeying orders is far more terrible than death, this is a group of well-disciplined dead soldiers who have already taken their lives lightly!

The horse finally stopped, and the breath of the horse's nose sprayed on the face of one of them, but he did not move.

"What about your cousin, call him out to me. The woman in white asked coldly, with a hint of evil in her tone.

"The hall master is already waiting for Miss Zhao Xueying in the attic, please come into the building to catch up. The group said in unison, but the voices were all cold and unforgiving.

The woman in white named Zhao Xueying snorted heavily, obviously dissatisfied with the word "old story", and then she didn't look at the group of people, and went straight upstairs......

"The old man is coming, the sound has come, and the wine is in a glass to remember the past......" The man heard the sound of going upstairs, so he sang.

"The past is gone, the person has passed away, and the sword dance is a wave to cut the relationship!" Zhao Xueying looked at the man in a green shirt in front of her and responded coldly.

Immediately, Zhao Xueying pulled out the ancient sword on her waist Qingfeng, lightning out of the sword, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the man, the man's face did not change, his eyes did not blink, and he did not even move a step in his footsteps, allowing the sword to approach him in front of him. Eventually, the sword stopped, only a few centimeters on his face. At this moment, Zhao Xueying's hands were trembling a little, you must know that the swordsman master would not allow her hands to tremble, maybe it was just her heart trembling, right?

"Are you alright?" the man asked in a low voice, the vicissitudes of life in his voice indescribable.

With a "bang", the ancient sword Qingfeng fell to the ground, and these four words easily crushed Zhao Xueying, who was known as the Cold Frost Sword. She just stared blankly at the man's strange and familiar face.

"Why you, why are you really you?" she said, tears streaming down her eyes. At this moment, she has taken off all her guards and disguises, and she is no longer a cold and frosty woman as rumored by the Jianghu people, but just like a woman trapped in love.

"It's me, it's really me. The man said and stretched out his hand, wanting to hug and comfort the crying woman.

was pushed away by Zhao Xueying in time, and the distance they were standing at was very close, but it was as far away as the end of the world. The man sighed deeply and looked at her in silence.

After a long time, Zhao Xueying finally controlled herself and put away her weak side, but the corners of her eyes were already a little red and swollen. She still couldn't give up, so she had to barely keep a straight face.

"I didn't expect Meng Feiyang that you really joined the Demon Sect and became the infamous Blood Shadow Hall Master. Zhao Xueying looked at him coldly.

"Senior sister, this big river and lake is huge, but there is no place for me. Me, I'm just trying to live. Meng Feiyang's tone was helpless.

"Shut up, I'm not your senior sister. Zhao Xueying interrupted coldly.

"You were so happy when I called you that three years ago. At least it used to be. Meng Feiyang said in a very sincere tone.

"Now that you and I are not divided between good and evil, you still don't say such misleading words. In addition, you stole the supreme sword technique of your master, and killed two decent young masters on the way to escape. What else do you have to say?" Zhao Xueying became more and more angry the more she spoke, and her face turned cold again.

"Senior sister, is it necessary for me to steal my master's sword book? Meng Feiyang said with a wry smile

"The master said you were going to steal and destroy the sword. Let our Ming Sword Sect break off the inheritance!" Zhao Xueying shouted.

"That's the master, he is confused, obviously he handed the sword book to me, and took it back from my room, but he accidentally burned it. However, he was too old to remember. I guess I only remember that it seemed to have lent it to me, so a wanted warrant was issued! At that time, I was out on a mission with the division, and I was actually hunted down by these decent people. Heh, they used to say that they admired my character and swordsmanship, but when they killed me, they were indiscriminate!" Meng Feiyang recalled the past, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

"Why is this so? Then you can come back and explain?" Zhao Xueying involuntarily believed him in her heart.

"Explanation? How can I explain it? I almost couldn't even get my life back, and I killed so many righteous people who wanted to kill me. But thanks to the old foolish blessing of the master, I finally saw the ugly and hypocritical faces of these so-called righteous people. As for the people I killed, I just want to say that death is more than innocent!" Meng Feiyang's voice at this moment was as eerie and ruthless as those dead soldiers in the Blood Shadow Hall!

"You? you're in the dark. Have you already treated human life as a mustard?" Zhao Xueying couldn't believe it, there used to be some elves and eccentrics, but the kind-natured junior brother has become like this.

"When they come to kill me, aren't they ready to die? Could it be that these people of the Demon Sect are not actually human beings? They only joined the Demon Sect because they were forced to live, and when you people in the righteous path killed them, did you have no burden in your heart? Who treats human life as a mustard?" After Tang Meng finished speaking, he sat down and drank all the wine in his cup, letting the spicy taste roll in his throat.

"You! You're a crooked. The Demon Sect is rampant, oppresses the people, abducts and plunders, and does all kinds of evil, and everyone will be punished!" Zhao Xueying was angry, and pointed at Meng Feiyang, who was sitting down, and scolded.

"Have you really seen this river and lake with your own eyes? Senior sister, you and your junior sister are both concentrating on sword training in the sect, and you have only gone out five times, right?" Meng Feiyang said, his eyes suddenly became very fierce, "I want to tell you that the so-called righteous people also have a lot of wolves in sheep's clothing, and what they do is more shameless than you imagined!"

Zhao Xueying frowned, looking like what you wanted to say.

But I saw Meng Feiyang eat a mouthful of food, and then as if he was stuck in a memory, he told the past: "Senior sister, you don't know what it's like to be hungry, do you? Originally, I didn't know either, until the wanted warrant of the Dao Master came down, and everything changed overnight, and this river and lake couldn't accommodate me." At the time, I was still in an inn in the wilderness, and I had no idea about the wanted warrant. The so-called decent Huayang Sect disciple actually insidiously gave me a wine. After I was caught, that guy actually punched and kicked me, saying that he had long looked at me unpleasantly? However, he tied me up and prepared to receive it, and on the way, he only gave me wild vegetables and cold steamed buns. It made me hungry and dizzy, and he thought I couldn't resist it. Actually, I was strong at the time, but I still wanted to go back to my teacher and explain. ”

Zhao Xueying's cold face was a little relaxed, she sat down, saw Meng Feiyang's eyes full of vicissitudes, and hurriedly asked, "What happened later, why didn't you return to the master?"

Meng Feiyang's eyes flashed with coldness, his expression suddenly became very terrifying, and it took a long time to suppress his anger, and said fiercely: "Heh, later, the later story is even more exciting." Later, he was in a small inn, and he couldn't hide things after drinking. To show off the bounty for my capture, not to mention the prestige he has gained, is he treating me like a commodity? He himself is so vicious, but he does not know that the rivers and lakes are even more sinister. That day, I remember it was winter, I was tied up, left on the ground, cold and hungry. I had to run the little bit of true qi that was left to resist the cold. But he saw a disciple of the True Martial Sect come into his room. Haven't this True Martial Sect and the Huayang Sect always been good friends?"

Zhao Xueying was fascinated by what she heard, and when she saw Meng Feiyang stop, she nodded yes.

"But in the face of interests, let alone a good friend, even if you are a brother, you can do it, right? In this way, under the circumstances that no one could have imagined, the disciple of the True Martial Sect did not know when he had an extra dagger in his hand and slammed it into the chest of the disciple of the Huayang Sect. The blood splattered high and far away, right in front of me. It's ridiculous to say, until he died, that disciple of the Huayang Sect still didn't believe that he had died at the hands of his good friend. The mouth kept talking, not knowing what to say. When Tang Meng said this, he actually laughed, the more he laughed, the more crazy he became, and he actually laughed out of his tears.

But Zhao Xueying still noticed the bitterness at the corners of his mouth. She asked softly, "What about you, are you okay, he should just take you back to the master?"

Meng Feiyang sneered and said, "Senior sister, I said, this river and lake is far more cruel than you imagined. Think about it, a Huayang Sect disciple died, and he was the last person to enter this room, how could he get rid of suspicion? The easiest and most correct way。。。。。。 ”

"Could it be?" Zhao Xueying exclaimed and covered her mouth.

"yes, it's terrible for this man to be smart. He only needs to kill me, and then say that I am crazy and killed the disciples of the Huayang Sect, and then he stabs me again and avenges his friends, which is simply a magnificent and perfect drama. Meng Feiyang laughed again, "Hahaha, but he didn't expect that I had already cut the rope with the residual true qi, I calmly waited for him to come, just waiting for the moment when he carelessly approached, he made a move, and broke his heart with one palm." At that moment, I was very calm, and I calculated the distance he walked over, so calm that I was afraid. ”

"Is this the reason behind the Jianghu saying that you killed a decent disciple?" you should, you should ......" Zhao Xueying couldn't go on. Because she didn't know where to start.

"Should I explain? Hey, at that time, how could I still have room to speak on the rivers and lakes? I'm afraid I'm going to be killed if I show my head? In this way, I have been hunted down and killed by the righteous path, and I can't remember how many people I have killed, and I can't remember how many so-called decent disciples I have seen doing unscrupulous things. Eventually, I became disheartened and joined the Demon Cult. Do you know, Senior Sister, there are a large number of martial arts people in the Demon Sect who were forced to join. Meng Feiyang mocked.

"Is that why you came to me here? If that's the case, then let me take you back! After all, you joined the Demon Cult and killed countless righteous people, and you must accept the punishment you deserve. Zhao Xueying picked up the ancient sword Qingfeng and pointed at Meng Feiyang.

"I know that Senior Sister, your sword aura is compelling, but I have other things to do with you today. It should be almost there now, right? Let's eat first?" After speaking, Meng Feiyang ate leisurely.

He didn't care about the edge of the sword, not like he was waiting for something, but like an ordinary feast. Zhao Xueying couldn't figure out what he was waiting for, and this junior brother couldn't guess him since before. Now I still feel like I'm being led by the nose. But ah, at least he's alive, how much has he been through in the last few years? Is this really as cruel and bloody as he said? She doesn't know, she really doesn't know, she doesn't want to know.

"Well, I should have come to catch up with him. Zhao Xueying thought silently while watching Meng Feiyang eat.

"By the way, are you married to Senior Brother?" Meng Feiyang suddenly asked thoughtlessly.

"What are you mentioning him for?" Zhao Xueying replied coldly.

"It seems that there is no, but I just remembered that the senior brother pursued you so hard back then, so I asked casually. Meng Feiyang shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Actually, I don't really have anything to do with him. Zhao Xueying explained, she was taken aback by her words.

"What are you explaining, won't this make him misunderstand?" Zhao Xueying lowered her head and scolded herself secretly.

When Zhao Xueying hoped that Meng Feiyang didn't pay attention to her words and raised her head, she met Meng Feiyang's playful eyes, those peach blossom eyes that seemed to be able to always see through her heart, still annoyed her like that.

At this moment, Meng Feiyang's eyes are like peach blossoms, his eyelashes are long, the tails of his eyes are slightly upturned, his pupils often squint upward, and his eyes seem to be drunk looking at Zhao Xueying, feeling like he is back in the past, as if he saw this senior sister younger than himself for the first time. The pretty face that has been captivated by the country without powder, looking at him in a trance with autumn water in his eyes.

Meng Feiyang and Zhao Xueying were a little sluggish, time flies, they suddenly thought of their identities again, and quickly ended this kind of staring. This may be that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

"It's time for me to go, I've been away from the sect for too long, but I still haven't made up my mind to arrest you, as your former senior sister, I feel very derelict in my duty. Zhao Xueying said, turned around and was about to leave, with the fragrance of osmanthus all over her body.

Suddenly her wrist was grabbed, and the palm was so warm and thick.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, have the little junior brother's hands become wide and thick?" Zhao Xueying thought stupidly, and then she was so frightened that she quickly abandoned this idea.

"You can't go, to be precise, what I'm waiting for has arrived, and you can't go anywhere. Meng Feiyang said firmly.

A roar of horses' hooves galloped in this direction, stirring up a cloud of dust. Riding in the dust, but no one knew why, Zhao Xueying suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. This made her strongly want to hold the sword in her hand, but just now, Meng Feiyang had already grabbed her sword and threw it aside while she was uneasy.

"Boom, boom" There was a rush of footsteps from far and near, but it was just a moment to the top of the stairs. It was a dead soldier of the Blood Shadow Hall who was dressed up like the one outside the door.

However, the sharp-eyed Zhao Xueying found that this dead soldier had traces of fighting, his clothes were torn, they were cut by swords, and in some places there were even bleeding wounds! However, he came to report that he was injured and panting, which made Zhao Xueying's ominous premonition even stronger.

"Report, Hall Master. His voice stopped abruptly as he saw that the hall master was holding Zhao Xueying's wrist.

Meng Feiyang let go of Zhao Xueying, came to the dead man's young man, and signaled: "Say, it's okay, you can be louder." ”

"Yes! Report to the hall master, the brother has nearly 100 dead and wounded, but he has already killed Li Zetang and Li Mufeng. The others did as you commanded, and did not move for the time being, and the brothers withdrew. The dead man reported calmly.

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, which stunned Zhao Xueying. Because Li Zetang is her master's name, and Li Mufeng is her brother's name!

"It's thanks to your absence, otherwise with your swordsmanship, our brothers would have been killed and wounded twice as much. Meng Feiyang turned around and smiled at Zhao Xueying and said.

This seemingly warm smile made Zhao Xueying feel so hideous, she slowly sat down on the ground, tears fell big and big, wetting the precious carpet, she didn't have the strength to doubt whether the news was correct.

Zhao Xueying's mouth just asked weakly: "Why, why do you want to do this?"

"Why? You ask me why? Shouldn't you know?" Meng Feiyang asked rhetorically.

A feeling of anger surged in Zhao Xueying's heart, and she shouted: "How do I know why! Meng Feiyang, that's our master and senior brother, how can you kill them? You don't have any sorrow at all? You devil!"

"Master, senior brother, I, they don't deserve it!" Meng Feiyang's face was hideous, and he walked over, his hands clasped tightly on Zhao Xueying's shoulders.

At this time, Zhao Xueying was frightened, because Meng Feiyang's eyes were full of fierce light, and red silk covered his eyes.

"At that time, you should know, my talent is higher than that of the senior brother, he is jealous of me, the most terrible thing is that the senior brother likes you, and you are not interesting to him, he thinks it is my fault, which makes him crazy and makes things difficult for me everywhere. But he is the master's son, what can I do? I can only endure everywhere, do the most tiring work, eat the worst meals, and even winter is coming, and I don't even have a quilt!"

"Is it because of this that you are going to attack them now that you are powerful?" Zhao Xueying said, not knowing where she got the strength, she choked Meng Feiyang's neck like a street shrew.

Meng Feiyang finally broke free and slapped Zhao Xueying. With a "snap", Zhao Xueying touched the hot red marks on her face incredibly. At this moment, Meng Feiyang's expression was low and terrifying.

"If it's these, forget it, I'm still grateful to the master, my mind is naturally not small, and naturally I don't hate the senior brother too much. But, but, ah," Meng Feiyang seemed to be enduring some anger, and finally he calmed down, his expression was full of sadness and bitterness, and he said slowly, "Hey, senior sister, do you know, in fact, that wanted warrant was issued by the senior brother at the instigation of the master." And I went to check afterwards, the Huayang Sect disciple had a very close relationship with the senior brother in private. On that day, the wanted warrant was just issued, why was it so coincidental that the Huayang Sect disciple met me? Hahaha, what a coincidence. ”

"What, what do you mean?" Zhao Xueying asked in a daze, this amount of information was too large for her to accept.

"I mean, it's a dead end for me to go back to the sect. Even, that Huayang Sect disciple is afraid that he will understand my life halfway, right?" Meng Feiyang finished speaking, and looked at Zhao Xueying, who was sluggish.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhao Xueying's tears dried up, I don't know when, Zhao Xueying suddenly felt that there was something cold in her hand, it turned out to be the ancient sword Qingfeng that Meng Feiyang put in her hand. Zhao Xueying had never felt that the hilt of her sword was so cold, just like her heart. And the end of the sword was pressed by Meng Feiyang against his heart! The dead man on the side showed a frightened expression.

"Kill me so you can go back. You will be the new head of the sect!" said Meng Feiyang, handing Zhao Xueying something with his right hand.

Zhao Xueying's pupils suddenly constricted, it was the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" that was rumored to be destroyed by the sect. The golden seal passed down through the generations shows that this is indeed the most original swordsmanship, and it has really not been destroyed by Meng Feiyang.

"This was found in the secret compartment of Li Zetang's bedside, and I brought it over according to the hall master's instructions. The dead man on the side said respectfully.

"Ahh I don't believe it!" Zhao Xueying put her sword into the sheath, and as if she was crazy, she floated down from the tall building, rode her beloved horse, and walked away.

"This river and lake is originally bloody, but its surface is too peaceful. It's like under the calm lake, there are some rules of the jungle, sister. Meng Feiyang looked at the beautiful and fragile figure in the distance and sighed deeply.

"Hall master, but she let her go back......" The dead man stopped talking.

"She didn't stab the sword, and took my head back. At the critical moment, she did not defend against foreign enemies in the sect, but instead did some unseemly things with me, a member of the Demon Sect, Senior Sister, you will see clearly that your so-called famous and decent family is just a hypocritical rule!" Meng Feiyang sighed lightly, and then smiled, "But when the time comes, don't be afraid of Senior Sister, you still have me." ”

Inside the city, a large group of children were playing, and the strong child at the head said to a thin child, "We are heroes, and you are a member of the Demon Cult." ”

"Why am I from the Demon Cult? The emaciated child called out unwillingly.

But no one paid attention to his shouts, and a group of people went up and punched and kicked him.

The child at the head shouted, "I said you are you, kill this demon cultist!"

After a commotion, the thin child returned home with a blue nose and swollen face, and the mother asked what had happened in distress and sighed.

"Mother, why do I have to be a demon cultist every time?" the child wondered.

"Maybe it's because you're too thin, you have to eat more and grow taller quickly. What are you going to do when you grow up?" asked her mother softly.

"I must be a hero. The child replied firmly. (To be continued.) )