Lu Ziyan has been thinking about a problem these days. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What is the meaning of one's own life?

Lu Ji, his only son who could not practice many years ago, and his mother left him and went to the mundane, and now they should have turned into a pinch of loess.

His adopted son and disciple Lu Yu were missing five years ago, and their life and death are unknown.

The justice he had insisted on all his life had completely collapsed in just a few months.

Everything he had insisted on, everything he had loved so much, had been utterly destroyed, leaving him with nothing but endless emptiness.

Lu Ziyan hated herself, and this disgust was so strong that she couldn't control it at all.

Because he finally saw how ugly his face was, he finally understood that he was not as arrogant and unyielding as he imagined.

He still succumbed to the coercion of the power of the owner, and he still succumbed to the competition for interests.

The posture he had insisted on for so many years was nothing more than a ridiculous disguise to disguise his ugly mind.

But Lu Ziyan was unwilling to admit defeat like this.

Outside of Fengming Villa, there were many innocent disciples - it was him who would be damned, not these young people.

He wants to save them, even if he trades his own life for the lives of these young people, he has no regrets.

So Lu Ziyan left Fengming Villa, he walked out of the mountain guarding array of Fengming Villa, looking at the accumulated bones in front of the mountain gate, his expression was a little hideous, and he was a little painful.

The young man with the wine gourd a little farther away looked at him, and then said lightly: "If you come out, you may not be able to go back." ”

Lu Ziyan didn't speak, but took a step forward.

"To the east, he went to the east. Drunk and sighed, "I'm just here to prevent people from escaping, and I don't care where you want to go." ”

Lu Ziyan bowed slightly: "Thank you." ”

Lu Ziyan turned around and rushed to the east without stopping for a moment,

Lu Ziyan didn't know if he would be in time, and he didn't know if he could find it, but he knew he had to do it.

Three hundred miles, Lu Ziyan didn't drive too far away, and saw Mu Shaoen on the river beach three hundred miles away, and also saw the helpless Fengming Villa disciple in front of Mu Shaoen.

In front of the two disciples of Fengming Mountain Villa was an elder covered in blood, already dying.

That elder Lu Ziyan also knew that his cultivation was in the lower stage of the seventh order, and it was not easy to be able to stalemate with Mu Shaoen at this time—but it also proved that Mu Shaoen's cultivation was indeed as judged before, only at the peak of the seventh order.

And Mu Shaoen, who was standing opposite them, looked indifferent, but there was a crack on the black clothes, and there was blood.

Lu Ziyan's arrival made the disciples of Fengming Villa who had been cornered finally breathe a sigh of relief, but Mu Shaoen only raised his head slightly, glanced at Lu Ziyan, and then his eyes continued to fall in front of the disciples of Fengming Villa in front of him.

"You go first, and we'll cut it off. When Lu Ziyan landed, he clenched his saber and said with a solemn expression.

"Elder Lu......" The elder of Fengming Mountain Villa coughed violently, and blood continued to spill out.

The two disciples of Fengming Villa looked at each other for a moment, and then the desire to survive caused them to quickly turn around and flee in the direction of Fengming Villa.

Only then did Lu Ziyan settle down, looked at Mu Shaoen and said, "You are killing like this...... It won't have any effect other than hurting some innocents. ”

"Maybe. Mu Shaoen stared, then opened his eyes, and with a slight dip in his right hand, he clenched a rusty ancient sword.

Lu Ziyan frowned, he stretched out his left hand to support his fellow doorman, and with his right hand, he crossed the distant mountain in front of him, and then he chose to retreat.

Lu Ziyan didn't want to fight Mu Shaoen head-on, because his cultivation was not as good as Mu Shaoen's seventh-order peak - but he was also in the middle of the seventh-order and wanted to escape, Mu Shaoen might not be able to stop him, the reason why he stayed was just to buy time for the two children - I hoped that the two children would be more witty and flee to other directions halfway, and then change out of their swaggering robes and hide themselves.

Mu Shaoen still didn't make a move, just looked at Lu Ziyan, like a beast quietly watching its prey, that gaze made Lu Ziyan shudder a little, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

Lu Ziyan could only retreat slowly, widening the distance between him and Mu Shaoen so that he could escape later.

But when Lu Ziyan withdrew a few steps, Mu Shaoen took a step unhurriedly, maintaining a distance from Lu Ziyan, leaving not much space for Lu Ziyan at all.

"What kind of trick are you thief going to play!" the old man shouted angrily, his hand holding the blood-stained sword trembled a little, but he still pointed his sword at Mu Shaoen.

Mu Shaoen ignored the elder's shouting, just looked at Lu Ziyan, and then slowly spoke: "I have heard that you are the most upright person in Fengming Villa. ”

Lu Ziyan's body trembled slightly for a moment, and then sneered: "You are wrong, I ...... It's not about integrity. ”

Mu Shaoen looked at Lu Ziyan's expression and suddenly felt a little pity, he was silent, and then raised the sword in his hand.

Lu Ziyan's expression changed slightly, and there was no longer a moment of hesitation at the moment, he picked up his fellow disciple, and instantly retreated in the direction of Fengming Villa.

He was ready to run the exercises to the extreme, he didn't know if he could block Mu Shaoen's sword, but as long as Mu Shaoen took out the sword, he could use the power of that sword to distance himself from Mu Shaoen in an instant, as long as he could open a distance, they might not have a glimmer of life!

Lu Ziyan fled, but Mu Shaoen didn't chase him!

Lu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, looking at Mu Shaoen who was standing in place, his expression was full of puzzlement, what was he going to do, why did he watch himself flee but didn't pursue!

Mu Shaoen looked at Lu Ziyan in the distance, and the rusty ancient sword that was slowly raised was slowly handed forward and pierced into the air.

Lu Ziyan was a little confused, is Mu Shaoen crazy?

Didn't he see that he had escaped a mile away, and why did he stab his sword into the air?

What the hell was he thinking?

Lu Ziyan's confusion completely dissipated the moment it first appeared, because a touch of coolness suddenly appeared in his lower abdomen, and then there was a very pleasant warmth.

A stream of blood poured out from the corner of Lu Ziyan's mouth, and Lu Ziyan looked down at his lower abdomen, his lower abdomen had been penetrated by something, and blood was pouring in.

Lu Ziyan raised his head again and looked at Mu Shaoen in the distance, only to see that on the rusty sword that Mu Shaoen calmly retracted, there were stains of blood, sprinkled at Mu Shaoen's feet.

How can it be?

The dazed confusion that had just disappeared on Lu Ziyan's face resurfaced, and this time he was confused that the sword that Mu Shaoen handed out so plainly would hit himself more than a mile away.

It was so unbelievable that he couldn't comprehend what was going on.

But no matter how confused and confused he was, Lu Ziyan's figure did not stop, he was still sweeping back rapidly.

"Senior brother, you go first......" The old man said while coughing up blood, he was now a burden to Lu Ziyan, and if Lu Ziyan hadn't taken him with him, he would have been able to escape faster.

Lu Ziyan shook his head, his eyes still staring at Mu Shaoen in the distance.

Mu Shaoen still didn't pursue him, and he didn't even use his sword anymore, just looked at him calmly, as if he was sure of victory.

Lu Ziyan inexplicably felt a little chilly.

Although he didn't know where this chill came from, he had an extremely ominous premonition - something was going to happen, not only him, maybe the entire Fengming Villa was going to have an accident.

They can't flee in the direction of Fengming Villa, no matter what they are planning, they can't let them get their way.

Lu Ziyan's figure slammed, then quickly turned and turned to the north.

Mu Shaoen finally blinked slightly, and then finally acted.

If the speed of Lu Ziyan is like falling leaves that are moved by the wind, then Mu Shaoen's speed is like the wind.

He was faster than Lu Ziyan, much faster, so fast that he came to Lu Ziyan's side almost instantly.

Whether it was Lu Ziyan or the elder, their minds were blank.

How is this possible?

No matter how fast the speed of the seventh-order peak was, how could it be so unbelievably fast?

The distance between the front and back was more than two miles, and Mu Shaoen only took a moment, or even a step, to come to their side.

Lu Ziyan's eyes widened, like falling into an ice cave.

Mu Shaoen was still indifferent, and with a slight flip of his left wrist, he bombarded Lu Ziyan's chest.

A surging true qi to the extreme instantly forcibly poured into Lu Ziyan's chest, raging among Lu Ziyan's limbs and hundreds of remains, just for a short moment, it destroyed all the meridians in Lu Ziyan's body, and even the sea of qi could not withstand such an impact, completely shattered.

The shattering of the sea of qi made Lu Ziyan feel hopeless.

It's not because of his own death or the exhaustion of his cultivation, but his last resort, retrograde true qi, and there is no hope at all to detonate himself.

From this moment on, he could only be at the mercy of Mu Shaoen, and he couldn't do anything.

And the next moment, he saw the sword in Mu Shaoen's right hand glowing with sword light, holding the same door he was holding on...... The head is cut off.

"Senior Brother Mu should have already captured Senior Lu Ziyan. Coral leaned his back against the tree, and said slowly with the drunk on the other side of the tree.

"You're right. Drunk and sighed, "Bu Jing or Lu Ziyan, there will always be one who can't hold back and leave Fengming Villa, you are really accurate." ”

"Because they're all still ...... Conscience is not clear. Coral winked and smiled self-deprecatingly, this game ...... In the end, it is those who have a clear conscience that are designed, which is really a matter of irony.

Drunk and didn't return, he jumped down from the tree and said, "You just go over there and prepare, and the rest will be left to us, this meeting...... Not for you. ”