In the ninth year of Emperor Xia Wu, in mid-August.

The Wu family was attacked on the outskirts of Luoyang City on their way back after the poison castle incident.

Wushan Konglei was killed, Wushan Qiuyu was seriously injured, and all the elders of the Wujia family were killed.

Today's Wujia, the lord of martial arts, has its blood flowing from the suburbs of the city along the bluestone path to the city of Luoyang, and to the vicinity of the ruins of the former lord of martial arts, Moyi's family.

When this urgent news spread throughout the martial arts, the Duanmu Immortal in the poison castle had been in a coma for several days.

The people in the rivers and lakes in the guest courtyard were all shocked and frightened when they heard about it, and they had relatives......

Although the Dao Wu family and the Moyi family may be implicated, the accident of the bladeless sword Wu family is still a major misfortune in the rivers and lakes, which will inevitably lead to waves and waves, martial arts, and the rivers and lakes will rise again.

After Duanmu Xiaoxian woke up, he leaned on the couch, listened to Ye Luye's words with a pale face, and said while coughing: "Lu'er...... Inform the injured in the hospital as soon as possible...... Let them go as soon as possible. ”

Ye Luye was stunned when she heard this: "What does Master mean?"

Duanmu Xiao's eyes were worried: "You just go to ...... quickly"

At this time, Yu Yunzhi suddenly ran quickly, and said after entering the house: "Sir, there are many soldiers and horses in front ......of the Poison Castle Gate."

Ye Luye's face was confused, and he only frowned slightly.

Duanmu Xiaoxian turned even paler in an instant, his voice was silent, and he said in a low voice: "It's for the teacher's fault...... It's too late......"

……

In Luoyang City, the former site of Moyi's house is located in the west corner of the city, with spider silk eaves, broken walls, and desolate.

Mo Ran stood in this ruin, and the long sword in his hand slowly slipped into the deep weeds.

"Father, mother, so many years...... You can rest in peace. ”

Dead vines and rotten trees, weeds are blowing.

In the famous Moyi Mansion in the past, and now it is dilapidated and dilapidated, the snow-colored scarf is blowing in the wind, the ink clothes are fluttering, and the clouds are flying.

Mo Ran looked at this familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, and vaguely remembered the scene of the willows and water trees in the courtyard back then, and suddenly bowed his head, leaving only this piece of overgrown weeds.

Although it is the first revenge, it still can't change the desolation of this barren and smoked vines.

Mo Ran stood quietly in the courtyard, his expression was extremely clear and gentle, but he finally shed tears.

Quietly looked at the long sword lying in the weeds.

The body of the sword was covered with mud and grass clippings, and the blood stains on the blade were still dry.

"Rest in peace, rest in peace?" asked softly, and suddenly fell silent. "It's hard to rest in peace......"

A woman in a plain dress approached slowly and stood behind Mo Ran. "Does the master still want to destroy the Ye family's royal family?"

Mo Ran looked at the weeds in the courtyard, and said softly: "I want the Ye family to know...... I, the Moyi clan, can be an auxiliary country for him, or I can let him mess with the dynasty. ”

Guo Xiaoyu looked at Mo Ran. "If the Ye family is destroyed, Great Xia will also die, even so, the master will not hesitate?"

The wind blows wide sleeves, and the hunt sounds.

Mo Ran raised his head: "When King Ling raises his troops, I will help him fight against the imperial court, so that the Ye family will fight against each other...... In this way, Fang relieved my Moyi clan's long-term hatred. ”

As soon as his voice was lowered, Mo Ran said lightly: "As for the Xia Kingdom, if it is so easy, it will die...... Then you die. ”

The plain-clothed man was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "In this way, everything is expected by the master...... News came out of the palace that the Empress Dowager Wu died violently. ”

Mo Ran was shocked: "When?"

"Last night. ”

The man in ink turned his head suddenly, "As soon as the Empress Dowager Wu dies, Ye Qi and Wu Yu will rebel, if at this time, Ye Qi must retreat to Yizhou." ”

Guo Xiaoyu nodded: "Even if there is no master behind him, Ye Qi will be opposed." Now the master and his promise of 'Wu, Yun, Yu', one Wushan Sky Thunder is dead, the Wu family has lost the humerus under the controversy, it will be difficult to regain in a short period of time, and the prestige will not exist; the other is the Jingyun Pavilion, the vitality has been greatly injured years ago, and the inner line with Wen Mo Dye has been broken; the three Wu Yu, the news of the death of the Empress Dowager Wu, this person will inevitably raise troops to help King Ling...... All three of these are expected by the owner. ”

Mo Ran took a step forward, as if thinking of something, and his face suddenly changed: "No, the timing is not right...... As far as you and I know, she should still be in the poison castle. ”

Guo Xiaoyu frowned slightly and said, "The master is talking about Duanmu Immortal?"

"If Ye Qi retreats to Yizhou to join Wu Yu, he will not let go of his junior sister. Mo Ran turned around suddenly, and asked in a dignified voice: "Empress Dowager Wu died violently, but the shadow guard did it?"

Guo Xiaoyu's eyebrows twisted, and his expression was also solemn: "The news sent back by the Seven Shadows was done by them. ”

Mo Ran's face turned cold: "Only I, the former Ye Family Shadow Guard, the Mo Yi Clan, can assassinate the Queen Mother for the hidden palace, but I am not arranging this time." ”

Guo Xiaoyu was shocked, and immediately said: "The Seven Shadow Guards only listen to the master's orders, and will not advance. ”

Mo Ran was silent for a moment, then paced two more steps, and then shook his head solemnly and said, "No...... They also listen to one man's ...... But the person should have died. ”

Guo Xiaoyu's heart sank: "The master is talking about the filmmaker." ”

Mo Ran nodded very slowly, and his voice was cold. "I have too many orders, and they are all relayed by him. Let them advance the assassination, and only he can do it. ”

Guo Xiaoyu said shockedly: "The master said that few people can save the injuries suffered by the Yiying people at that time. Only Duanmu Immortal ......"

"It's not a junior sister. Mo Ran thought of someone, and his face changed suddenly...... Shocked, shocked and angry: "Except for my junior sister, what I know...... There is also one person who can save the filmmaker. ”

"What does the master mean, there are still people in the world whose medical skills are comparable to those of Duanmu immortals?"

"There is ......" Mo Ran said in a low voice: "The outcast of the Cloud Gate back then...... My junior brother, Helian Qizhi. ”

When Guo Xiaoyu heard this, he unconsciously twisted his eyebrows.

"Rush back to the poison castle with me immediately. Mo Ran walked out, and his voice was urgent: "Transmission of information and Yu Yunzhi...... This was her last mission, and she wouldn't have to do anything to me after that. “

"Host, please speak. ”

"In any case, take care of her. ”

Guo Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked down, and there was no need to ask who "she" was. A shallow voice responded: "Yes, master." ”

……

Outside the city of Liangzhou, in front of Qingfeng Village.

Mei Shuying led Yingli to stand in front of the cottage door, and more than a dozen people behind her carried the coffin and waited.

Not long after, Qingyangzi and the others followed and rushed out behind Shi Muhua.

The gray-haired old man stepped out of the gate and looked at the coffin behind Mei Shuying in a daze.

"In the shadow of the next plum. ”

Shi Muhua couldn't control her old tears, and she was stunned and stunned in her eyes...... It took a long time before he moved his gaze to the white-clothed boy holding a jade fan.

"Are you the ...... of Mei Shuying, the son of the Shocking Clouds?"

"Yes. ”

Shi Muhua rushed forward almost before Mei Shuying's words were finished, and swung her palm at Mei Shuying.

"Childe!" Yingli exclaimed.

Mei Shuying did not avoid it, and her expression was still calm.

The next moment, the palm wind came to his forehead, but he didn't wave it.

Shi Muhua burst into tears, shook his hands and took a few steps back. "In front of Ah Cao...... The old man doesn't beat you...... Don't make Ah Cao feel distressed......"

Mei Shuying pursed her lips slightly.

Yingli's eyes were full of mist, and her eyes were red. "Old-timer, my son-in-law is not killing ......"

Mei Shuying interrupted Yingli's words: "Yingli, give the things to the seniors." ”

Yingli's eyes were deeply worried, and after a moment's hesitation, she handed a cloth bag to the old man. "Old-timers, please. ”

Shi Muhua looked at the heavy cloth bag but laughed bitterly: "What do you mean, boy? I died obediently, so I took the silver to send the old man?

Mei Shuying stood in front of the stone and grass coffin, clenching the fan in her hand, but her voice was slow: "Don't you be an old-timer, in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes, my son is afraid that there will be good things to be verbose, so I gave these silver taels, I originally estimated that Miss Shi was half a person from the rivers and lakes, and walking in the martial arts should be life and death, and I don't think it is necessary." ”

Shi Muhua burst into tears: "You!"

Mei Shuying said again: "Since the predecessors didn't accept it, I asked Yingli to put away the silver, and I waited back." The man in white turned around and left.

"Childe ......"

"Stop!" Shi Muhua's whole body trembled: "The old man will not accept your charity for no reason...... Grievances in the rivers and lakes, life and death, I can't complain about anyone......"

Slowly stepping forward, touching the jade coffin in distress, Shi Muhua said in a trembling voice: "It's just before you leave...... Can you take a look at the old man's mountain goods, and if you like it, you will buy it...... If you don't like it, let's go. ”

Mei Shuying's five fingers holding the fan were tighter, and she was slightly cold.

He said, "Okay." ”

Shi Muhua looked at the handsome and graceful appearance of the white-clothed man in front of her, and had to recall the countless days and nights that the person in the coffin had talked about this person, and suddenly felt suffocated, choked and suppressed: "My family is good...... The eye is not bad......"

Mei Shuying was just silent. The eyes are redder.

The next moment, Shi Muhua suddenly said in a dumb voice to the person behind her: "Seventh sister-in-law, go...... Go and bring the big red brocade bag at the head of the bed in the second lady's room. ”

The mountain wind is noisy.

Blow the messy and unbearable heart in front of the village.

After a while, the woman brought the cloth bag and carefully held it in front of Mei Shuying with tears in her eyes: "Gong...... Childe, yes...... It's this cloth bag...... It's all the second lady's ...... on weekdays."

Mei Shuying's eyes turned, her voice was already deep, and she only said, "Yingli, accept it." ”

The woman in red immediately stepped forward and respectfully took the cloth bag and carefully held it in her arms.

"Leave the silver taels. The white clothes flew over, and Mei Shuying turned around and left.

The pace is steady and heavy, and the body is proud and cold.

And Xiao Ran.

"The surname is Mei!" Shi Muhua trembled and leaned on the coffin, crying at his back, "I don't ask who she died for...... How could you die...... As long as you come today for the coming year...... ...... the coming year today" The thin old man said word by word: "Today in the coming year...... Do you remember coming here to see her...... and put a pillar of incense in front of her grave...... Old man, I'm ...... I don't blame you. ”

Mei Shuying's footsteps paused, and her figure was ...... He took another step and left the mountain without looking back.

"I'll remember. ”

The white clothes are falling, the people have traveled far away, and the mountain wind is silent.

In front of Qingfeng Village, everyone slowly surrounded the jade coffin.

After a moment of silence, a cry rang out.

"Second Miss ......", "...... Cao", "Second Miss ......"

"My dear—"

The white-clothed man who had walked to the bottom of the mountain slowed down, and suddenly reached out and took out a delicate sachet embroidered with white snow and red plum from the cloth bag in Yingli's hand, lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly for a while, then put it down again, and turned away.

"Let's go. ”

"It's ......************* clothes, green clothes and yellow. Worried about the heart, how can you maintain it?

Green clothes, green clothes and yellow clothes. The worry of the heart, the death of the mother?

……

Not far away, Jiuli flew over and walked quickly to Mei Shuying.

"Childe, four Qingluan Wen!"