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In the small building of the Poison Castle.

The man in white lay on the couch with his eyes closed, and cold sweat slowly broke out on his forehead.

Xue Wa'er seemed to feel strange, and "swished" raised her head and stared at the white-clothed man beside her with big round eyes.

"Xiao Er......" murmured faintly, and he could smell love and pity and feel distressed, and unconsciously came out of the mouth of the person on the couch.

“…… Xiao Er. Duanmu's eyes opened suddenly, and there was chaos and darkness in front of him.

"Master!" Ye Luye should have heard the sound, and quickly pushed the door in: "What's wrong with Master?!"

Duanmu Xiaoxian stood up with his arms, his green silk and snow hair fell on the edge of the couch, and he looked up in the direction of Ye Luye.

His face was pale, and his forehead was wet.

Ye Luye saw the dazed pain in the woman's eyes at a glance, and her face was shocked. "Master......?"

"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?!" Ah Zi then rushed over, followed by Yu Yunzhi.

Still dizzy and groggy in front of him, Duanmu Xiaoxian gasped slightly for a while, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "I have a nightmare for the teacher." ”

Ah Zi was stunned for a moment, but before he could realize it, Ye Luye's face was straight, and he immediately knelt down on the ground, and said in a solemn voice: "Master's intention, but I want to immediately set up a formation to inherit the Heavenly Vision!"

The man in white pursed his lips and was quiet, lowered his voice slightly, and said with his chin bowed: "...... Well. ”

"Hey?!" Ah Zi said in surprise: "Is Master going to accept the revelation of the heavens?!"

The wind of the summer night is mild and calm, soft and comforting.

The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

The man in white bathed and sat cross-legged in the Yin and Yang Bagua Array arranged in the courtyard.

Ye Luye and Ah Zi stood behind the woman on the left and right.

Duanmu Xiaoxian is in the middle of the array, and the four elephants where the sun, Taiyin, Shaoyang, and Shaoyin are located in the four elephants of the array, and then the four winds of the southeast, northwest, and northwest slowly rise.

Yu Yunzhi stood in the distance, surprised and stunned.

As soon as the wind whirled, the wind blowing in the courtyard seemed to stop, and the air was silent and stagnant, and even the sound of cicadas seemed to be light.

Only the wind swirled in the aftermath, getting higher and thinner, and it was difficult to see into the night sky.

Duanmu Xiaoxian sat quietly, the green silk snow hair fluttered, and the long clothes fluttered and flew, rising and falling.

Ah Zi stood behind the gossip array but couldn't feel anything, and couldn't help but look at it with wide eyes and unblinking, with a small mouth and a face full of novelty.

The man in green was in a desperate state.

Cold sweat slowly broke out on Duanmu Xiaoxian's forehead, his face became more and more pale, and his lips were as white as snow when the wind swirled.

Ye Luye saw it from behind, and couldn't help but wring his eyebrows and worrying...... Suddenly, Huo Ran found that the silver needles on the wrists of the white-clothed man and Yun Xiao to clear the yin veins were gone.

Master!

Ye Luye's heart tightened, gritted his teeth and twisted his voice, and he was extremely worried at the moment!

Turning his face and glancing at Ah Zi, his complexion, which was still a little dark during the day, had really improved a lot......

Ah Zi felt Ye Luye's gaze, but he didn't know why, he turned his head to look back at her and tilted his head and blinked: "???"

Ye Luye turned back solemnly and did not say a word.

In the courtyard of the Poison Castle, the wind whirlwind in all directions suddenly tilted and closed, and they all swirled towards the position where the Wood Immortal was sitting in the center of the array.

"Ah!" Ah Zi was taken aback, and hurriedly asked Ye Luye on the side, "Master, she's going to be fine, right?"

Ye Luye's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were very worried, but he just pursed his lips and didn't answer, only said solemnly: "Don't make a noise to disturb Master!"

The man in purple had to nod. "Oh...... Oh. ”

The next moment, the winds from all directions merged into a wind vortex, and the people in white were in it, and their clothes and hair were flying, and a burst of light appeared on their bodies very slowly.

The clear light gradually flourished, and the wind vortex gradually strengthened, and when it was difficult to see the appearance of the people in the formation between the flying clothes, I vaguely heard the woman's ethereal and ethereal voice whispering: "There is a constant way in the sky, and there is a constant in the earth...... Blessings and good deeds and prostitution befall the summer ...... The ninth successor of Qingyunjian...... I beg God. The voice was cold and indifferent, without sadness or joy, faintly, lingering in the ears.

Ah Zizheng was stunned, and saw that the wind vortex around the white-clothed man in the formation stopped, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

In an instant, in the warm and peaceful clear light, the eyes of the man in white turned into a glazed white color, like a pearl of snow, clear and exquisite.

Ah Zi opened her mouth wide and looked at it stunned, once thinking that she was dazzled, and when she put her little hand in her eyes, she had to open her eyes wide, and the clothes and hair of the man in white had already settled, and her eyes were slowly closed.

The light faded away, and so did the eyes.

For a moment, time seems to stand still, the world is quiet, and everything stops.

The next moment, the wind blew and the cicadas sounded, and the qi in the courtyard moved.

Ye Luye saw the body of the person in the formation shake at a glance, and immediately planted forward.

"Master!"

Ye Luye rushed forward in a few steps, and immediately hugged the woman in white. "Master, are you alright?"

Ah Zi also hurried over: "Master, Master!"

Duanmu Immortal's face was as white as snow, his lips were bloodless, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Leaning weakly on Ye Luye's body, the man in white said weakly and humbly: "...... King Ling will rebel, and the conspiracy will be lost. ”

Ye Luye was shocked when he heard this, and immediately said: "Master, do you want to send a message to the palace immediately?!"

The man in white covered his chest with one hand, and the next moment he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" "Master, Master?!"

Before he fell unconscious, Duanmu Xiaoxian shook his head, and said weakly: "No need...... It's, it's too late. ”

……

Overcast clouds cover the moon.

On the outskirts of Luoyang City, several carriages were cut to pieces, and severed arms and stumps of blood like splashed ink could be seen everywhere.

The thick smell of blood lingered, and it was blown more and more bloody by the summer wind.

A man dressed in black stood with a sword in his hand, and the soldiers of the leading film network stood in the center of the corpses all over the ground.

Between them, one of them was covered in blood and had a broken arm, and he was pointed by the young man in black with a sword, and he fell to his knees.

The man kneeling on the ground was unkempt and covered with blood, and he could no longer see his former prestige.

The young man in black looked at him hatefully, but when he heard the footsteps behind him, he immediately turned his head.

Under the moonlight, a man in an inked moire slowly paced.

When the black-clothed young man saw him, his eyes were shocked, there was a moment of trance in his eyes, the sword in his hand suddenly couldn't be moved, the hatred in his eyes dissipated instantly, and slowly returned to clarity and immaculateness.

The man walked up to him and reached out to wipe away the blood splattered on the young man's feminine face.

But I saw that the original cloud pattern on the young man's clothes was splashed with blood and turned vermilion, and it was dark in the moonlight, like a black-clothed rakshasa.

"Father-in-law. The young man looked back at the man in the ink-clothed moire, pressed his hand on his cheek, and clenched it in his palm. "You're here. ”

The man in the ink-clad moire nodded, then turned to look at the man who was kneeling on the ground.

The man trembled in disbelief when he saw him. "Ink ...... Sir......" Then he reacted immediately, and said angrily: "It's you...... You poisoned us when we were in the poison castle!...... You...... Who the hell is it?!"

The ink robe was painted with a large number of intricate moirés, and the night breeze was gentle and quiet, peaceful and peaceful.

Leaning down, the man in ink looked at the man on the ground.

smiled sadly, and said in a quiet voice: "To this day, can you still recognize me? Brother Konglei." ”

At first hearing this indelible and terrifying call that was imprinted in the bottom of his heart, familiar and unfamiliar, Wushan Konglei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the person in front of him blankly.

It's like hearing the cry of a child who was crawling on the ground and crying helplessly:

Brother Konglei...... Brother Konglei...... Save my mom and dad...... Don't kill us...... Please...... Please help me...... Brother Konglei......

His heart suddenly twisted, and Wushan Sky Thunder trembled uncontrollably. "It's you...... It's you...... It turned out to be you......"

Mo Ran looked straight into his eyes, just smiled sadly and coldly, silent, did not speak, was sad and full of pain.

“…… It turns out that you remember. ”

"Woo-" The empty mountain and thunder suddenly cried uncontrollably, and knelt on the bloody corpses on the ground in a daze...... Nothing can be said.

Mo Ran pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of confusion for some reason. Gently raise your hand to the side and reach out to the side.

The young man behind him immediately handed the long sword to him.

Mo Ran looked at Wushan Sky Thunder and said slowly: "Twenty-four years...... Can I wait until today...... Just because ...... I want to kill you with my own hands. ”

Wushan Konglei also looked at him, and choked up: "You...... Hate me, huh?"

As if recalling that scene back then, the tears in the eyes of the man in ink slipped down unexpectedly, and with a twist of the five fingers in his hand, he stabbed a sword into the chest of Wushan Konglei without hesitation.

"Your Wu family destroyed my Moyi clan, of course I hate you...... But what I hate the most is that you avoided my eyes back then, but you still pretend to cry!"

Wushan Sky Thunder snorted, and a large splash of blood splashed on the moire of the person in the ink robe swung with a cloud pattern, which also became obscure.

Mo Ran looked straight at Wushan Konglei: "Do you think that if you turn around and don't look and shed a few tears, I can forgive you and should forgive you?"

The blood gushed out of Wushan Konglei's mouth, and his bloodshot eyes slowly dimmed.

"I'm sorry......" Tears also fell from the corners of his eyes, Wushan Konglei's consciousness slowly blurred, his empty eyes looked at Mo Ran, and he muttered in a low and hoarse voice: "Can you forgive ......me?"

The sword in Mo Ran's hand was pulled out and buried again in the chest of the person in front of him, until there was no handle.

The wind of the summer night blew silently across the cheeks of the two of them, and Mo Ran looked at the slowly empty eyes of the person in front of him, and let go of his five fingers.

Losing support, Wushan Konglei's body leaned forward and leaned against Mo Ran.

Mo Ran didn't move for a while.

After a long time, he finally said in a low voice: "...... Good. ”

Around the two of them, corpses were all over the field, blood and water flowed all over the ground, and the night wind hunted and hunted.