"Wrong heart, bad heart......" Mo Guzi felt a deep tiredness in his heart, but he just used a trick, but he was even more tired than fighting with Lian Tu Dajun. In a trance, he seemed to understand what Jiang Shikong said, "Born from the heart", but what if he understood, it was also a wry smile.

Mo Guzi turned to leave, and at this moment, the old man with a childish face walked a little slower, more like an old man in his twilight years.

The show came to an end, and slowly everyone dispersed, and even the disciples of the Killing Life Sect left early for fear of having something to do with this "outsider" who was expelled from Lingxiao Palace. And some of the disciples who had been embarrassed and resentful by the eldest grandson He stepped forward to gloat a few words and spit a few mouthfuls of saliva.

The eldest grandson was lying on the ground like a vegetative person, all thoughts were burning, and Mu Ne was unmoved.

At this time, a little Taoist priest rushed forward to block in front of Changsun He, and spread his two arms to prevent others from coming forward to insult him.

"A few senior brothers and uncles, harmony is precious, harmony is precious......"

When everyone in the hall had left, the little Taoist priest picked up the eldest grandson.

Eldest Sun He asked blankly, "They are all gone, what are you still doing here?"

"Dress up for Master......" the little Taoist priest said.

Eldest Sun He smiled bitterly: "The old man is no longer the master of the Lingxiao Palace's Killing Sect, you don't need to be like this, you should step on me and push me like they did......"

The little Taoist priest was slightly stunned: "The disciple doesn't understand, why?"

Changsun He then laughed self-deprecatingly: "Because then you will be like them, and they will not blame you." ”

The little Taoist priest lowered his eyebrows and pondered: "Although the master's cultivation is no longer there, fortunately, he still has a life, as long as he has the opportunity to ......."

"What other chance?" Changsun He shook his head and said, "There is no chance, there is nothing......

The little Taoist priest suddenly had a dull breath, and said in a fierce tone: "Master forgot, Master still has Master Tai's jade pendant in his hand, Master Tai will definitely start to readjust many affairs in the Lingxiao Palace Gate in the next few days before retreating, and Master has every chance to enter the Shangqing Palace again, there are many treasures in the Shangqing Palace, and ......it may be possible to find a way to resume cultivation again."

Eldest Sun He's misty eyes suddenly revealed a burst of vitality, he found something strange, this little Taoist priest's words made him feel a chill in his heart, his words can be said to be, his deeds can be punished, Changsun He turned his head to look at this somewhat unfamiliar face, and said coldly: "You call me Master, but the old man has never seen you in the Killing Sect, who are you?"

The little Taoist's face changed again, and this time he turned into a cynical and casual attitude, and said with a playful smile: "Eldest Sun He, I didn't expect you to find out this now, my master is right, although your realm has a Dao Fruit Realm, but your brain wisdom is still in the stage of undeveloped at the beginning of chaos, and you are an idiot-like character......"

"You...... You are not a person from the Lingxiao Palace! Who are you? What is your purpose? Old man...... The old man killed you!" Changsun He twisted his body and staggered to his feet, and collapsed to the ground without taking two steps.

"Eldest Sun He, peace is precious, harmony is precious, how many times has the trail been said, don't just say the ...... of killing," the little Taoist priest said with a smile.

"You are that stinky Taoist priest of the Heavenly Mandate Sect!The stinky Taoist priest who helped Jiang Changan in the palace!"

Syllable!

There was a red palm print on Changsun He's face, and his face was full of pain and spicy pain.

"Don't stinky Taoist Stinky Taoist has to be called, Xiaodao has a name, Wu Chi, in addition, this slap is not for Xiaodao himself, but for my master Jiang Chang'an, you are not qualified to call him by his name, if you blame him, don't blame me......"

"What is your purpose?" said Eldest Sun He coldly.

"The purpose is naturally to make this world more harmonious, and the purpose of valuing harmony has always been unshakable, so for the sake of promoting the birth of this group of harmony, there must always be sacrifices, sacrificing those who don't know how precious harmony is, sure enough, Master Jiang Changan is right, the best way to let a person die is to give him hope first when he is desperate, and then hit him with a blow when he has hope......

Snort –

Wu Chi said, the short dagger that fell to the ground pierced into Changsun He's chest, blood gushed out, and the vitality gradually dissipated and annihilated in his frightened pupils.

"Eldest Sun He, as early as in the palace, I swore that I would not be a human being if I didn't kill you, and this karma would disappear with your death. ”

Wu Chi picked up the white jade pendant that fell beside Changsun He, thoughtfully, after a while, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Shangqing Palace, and muttered: "There are many treasures in the Shangqing Palace, and I don't know how many people are attracted by these treasures but are buried in these traps......

......

Jiang Chang'an broke through three passes in a row and defeated the masters of each sect, Mo Guzi didn't know how to easily retreat to Liantu Dajun, the eldest grandson He rebelled and attempted to kill the master and died mysteriously, and many treasures in the Qing Palace were looted that night, and the palace master Mo Guzi was depressed, and he retreated again after hastily taking care of the affairs of the sect, these things will become the most talked about thing in Jingzhou in the next half a year.

Everyone knows that Emperor Jing's time is short, and once the crown prince Xia Qi succeeds to the throne, he will choose to establish a new state religion, and Xia Qi's husband, Jiang Chang'an, the emperor of Xia Zhou Kingdom, and Lingxiao Palace have the humiliation of retiring from their marriage after a six-year contract, and it is hopeless to establish a state religion.

At night, the cold breath of the bright moon permeates this pilgrimage mountain, and the mountains and forests are unusually quiet, with only the occasional partridge wailing, like a trumpet for the decline of the once prosperous sect.

Another person walked down the mountain road in the quiet empty valley, and Jiang Chang'an's white clothes were very obvious under the gray stones, and he could see clearly from a distance even in the dark night.

It's just that no one can see a black mist around him, and on the other side is holding a beautiful girl in a pink dress.

Mo Cang smiled: "So everything is your plan, from the very beginning you decided to let that little Taoist priest, it should be said that it is your good apprentice Wu Chi, to kill Changsun He?"

Jiang Changan spread his hands and said: "He wanted to kill, not me." Besides, it is not for nothing, he can also get the treasures of the Shangqing Palace, even if the master-apprentice relationship is abandoned, this business is a sure profit for him. ”

"Exquisite, haha. Mo Cang laughed.

Ruoruo's little girl tugged at his sleeve: "Brother Hua, where are we going next?"

Jiang Changan sighed, his eyes swept over the north extremely quickly, and finally landed on the east: "Dongling Kingdom!"

"It seems that you have really decided to go to Daonan Academy to find a way to open the stone tablet Daoyun?" Mo Cang said excitedly, meeting a master who dared to move forward, and he was one step closer to regaining his freedom.

The ambition hidden in Jiang Chang'an's eyes seemed to be released at this moment, and he said: "Not only to open the Dao Yun, the Xuanji Gate of the Eastern Spirit Kingdom is proficient in the secret art of the mechanism, I want to use their power to restore the wing bones of the Ice Feather Yao Falcon, I want to become stronger, so that those people will all crawl on the ground and feel fear!"

But when he thought of the deadly Xue Jin'er in the Xuanji Gate, Jiang Chang'an's ambition that had just risen up turned one hundred and eighty degrees in an instant, and when he rushed from Jiangzhou to Jingzhou, he only said goodbye to Su Shangxuan in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and didn't say hello to this Nizi who had rushed all the way from Dongling to Jiangzhou to help, and it was inevitable that there would be a bloody storm when they met again.

Mo Cang suddenly sensed something, and said with a smile: "Don't think so far ahead, someone is coming, it's still your old acquaintance......"

Mu Huaqing's purple robe seems to have never been changed, and the long purple bangs on his forehead are full of a non-mainstream atmosphere when he looks at it.

"Jiang Changan, don't come to harm's harm, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Jiang Changan said: "Mr. Guanmu is full of ambition and high spirits, presumably he has already got rid of Changsun He?"

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