Bai Xiaobai took Mr. Yuxi and the three of them into a small cabin in the forest.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, in front of the gate of Yuelu Academy.

The young man sitting cross-legged in front of the courtyard gate slowly raised his head, although his appearance was the same as Yun Mo's, but if he carefully identified it, he would find that this person's figure was slightly different from Yun Mo's, and those eyes, with a faint grayish white, asked, "Childe, is it really worth it for us to do this?"

The voice is a little hoarse, and a little old.

Su Bancheng did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand to erase the human character on the ground in front of him, heaven, earth, and man, if one of the three is missing, it is no longer perfect, and it is no longer stable.

Su Bancheng slowly raised his head and said: "Sixth uncle, since some things have been done, don't think about whether they are worth it or not, I am not afraid of failure, I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of being a puppet for a lifetime, and I am afraid of a dull death." ”

The youngest Confucian sage in the history of the Confucian Taoist Palace looked at the scenery of heaven and earth in the distance, as if he was muttering to himself, as if he was telling someone, "Even if I die, I want to die more vigorously than the mountains and rivers of Fan." He subconsciously clenched his fists, "What's more, it's not like we don't have a chance to succeed!"

The man with the same face as Yun Mo was silent, wanting to say something, but he still didn't open his mouth after all, only sighed softly at the end.

After a while, the resoluteness and ruthlessness in Su Bancheng's eyes disappeared, and he looked at the sixth uncle in front of him and said, "But in order to deceive Bai Xiaobai, I worked hard for the sixth uncle." ”

"I can't say how hard it is, but it's a pity that this 'rooting' dough is ruined once you put it on and take it off. ”

Su Bancheng said: "For me, no matter what the high-grade magic weapon is, no one matters. As he spoke, he stood up, came to the sixth uncle, bent down, and helped him up.

The old man wearing Yun Mo's face felt warm in his heart, and for some reason remembered the scene more than ten years ago, when Su Bancheng, who was still a child, riding on his shoulder to go shopping, he straightened his waist hard, and said softly: "Young master." ”

Su Bancheng was slightly stunned and hummed softly.

In the twilight, both the master and servant laughed.

Smiling and smiling, there were tears flashing in the old man's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The old servant has already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, and there is not much he can do." ”

Su Bancheng squeezed the old man's hand and said, "Sixth Uncle, you have done too much for me, if it weren't for the countless energy and energy spent on my affairs, you should have more than ten years to live." ”

The old man's hands trembled slightly, and he smiled dumbly: "It's all right, but in the end, I still want to ask the young master to agree to the old slave's request." ”

Su Bancheng said, "Sixth Uncle, please speak." ”

The old man said, "I want to go to the Avengers." ”

Su Bancheng was silent for a long time, and after all, he still didn't say a word of dissuasion, because he knew that once the old man who watched him grow up made a decision, no one could change it, not to mention, he Su Bancheng didn't want the old man to leave with regrets.

The old man ripped off his skin, revealing his true face, that face, full of traces left by the years, the old man clenched his right hand suddenly, the black sword in his hand turned into a flaming spear, the old man stood straight and upright like a spear in his hand, his legs stepped on the ground abruptly, turned into a rainbow, and swept to the east.

At dusk, there is a long rainbow swept up, and the glory is magnificent, such as the sun out of the east.

A day later, the Avengers, the old man with the gun fell like a star for nine days, blowing up a big crater in front of the Avengers mountain gate.

Guan Shan looked at the old man who was burning his last life, and cried and said: "Woo, the people of the Su family are all dead? What about that kid in Su Bancheng? Hiding in the Confucian and Taoist Palace, he didn't dare to come out, so he sent you an old waste to die?"

"Oh, no. Guan Shan laughed mockingly, "You're going to die......!"

Before Guan Shan finished crying in the rain, the whole person was knocked into the mountain gate by a gun.

At the same moment, Yun Mo came to the Weiming Lake at the entrance of the Gu Gate.

In a delicate courtyard of the Gu Gate, there was a knock on the door outside the Xiang Pavilion, and Bai Xiaobai, who was lying on the couch, said softly: "Come in." ”

A handsome and slender young man pushed open the door, came to the couch lightly, and sat down on his knees.

The man didn't seem to see Bai Xiaobai's graceful figure, and said in a deep voice: "Door master, the three people in the Confucian and Taoist Zun Palace are closed. ”

Bai Xiaobai stretched lazily and asked, "Did that old guy in Yuxi say anything?"

The handsome man shook his head slightly: "I didn't say anything valuable, and I didn't do anything suspicious." ”

Bai Xiaobai nodded, whistled lightly, and a three-eyed poisonous scorpion crawled from the corner of the wall, crawling along the white light veil to Bai Xiaobai's fingers, swinging its poisonous tail as if it were meritorious.

Bai Xiaobai stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed the head of the three-eyed scorpion, which could easily poison an adult dragon, and the poison seemed to swing its head, but the next moment, Bai Xiaobai suddenly flicked his fingers, and the three-eyed scorpion flew into the incense burner, and the bottom of the furnace was already burned to half red, and the three-eyed scorpion let out a painful cry and hit the wall of the furnace, but soon there was no sound.

A puff of green smoke came from the incense burner.

Bai Xiaobai smelled the green smoke, looked very enjoyable, and said, "Come to think of it, I can have a place at the Elders of the Round Table, and I won't be stupid enough to make small moves under my nose." ”

The handsome man didn't dare answer, and before him, dozens of people like him had been thrown into the larger incense burner outside the door because they had said the wrong thing.

Bai Xiaobai waved his hand impatiently, "But don't take everything lightly, you continue to monitor their every move." ”

After speaking, he sat up, put on a light veil, walked barefoot to the rosewood bookshelf next to the incense burner, took off the scroll, and said softly: "Yun Mo, Yun Mo, you can't escape my white five finger mountain after all!"

As he spoke, he slowly spread out the picture scroll, but in the picture scroll, in front of the gate of Yuelu Academy, where was Yun Mo's shadow?!

"Old man Yuxi, you dare to deceive the master of this sect!" Bai Xiaobai slapped it with a palm, and the scroll worth thousands of high-grade spirit stones suddenly fell apart, Bai Xiaobai's body swept away, and the handsome man who had just retreated to the door of the Xiangge flew towards the house where the three of Yuxi were.

In the study, Yuxi and the other two elders of the round table sat together, their eyes staring directly at the palm-sized broken pages on the table.

The middle-aged Confucian finally asked the question that he had never dared to ask: "This, this is really the pen and ink of the old man?!"

Mr. Yuxi shook his head slowly, and the middle-aged Confucian breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't hide his loss. The master is the originator of Confucianism and Taoism, but the era in which he lived is too far away from now, whether it is pen and ink or the magic weapon used, most of them have disappeared in the long river of history.

The middle-aged Confucian sighed in frustration, but unexpectedly, Mr. Yuxi's next words made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"I haven't seen Master's pen and ink either, so I can't be sure," he said, with a look of excitement and even fanaticism, "but judging from the unique energy fluctuations on this fragment, I'm sixty percent sure that this thing has a lot to do with Master!"

The other two elders were stunned at the same time.

However, at this moment, Bai Xiaobai suddenly burst into cheers overhead.

"Old man Yuxi, come out and die!"