Midnight in the capital is full of passion.

The lively street market has calmed down the hustle and bustle of the day, but in some unique places, it is the beginning of a hot day, and on the street of the night market, it is like waking up from a dream.

This street has a long reputation, and it is also commonly known as a street for selling spring.

Walking through the street, there are lights on both sides of the road, there are bars, there are midnight shadow bars, and there are hair salons decorated with ambiguous styles.

** is an instinct of the human body, irresistible, although the state has repeatedly cracked down, but the wildfire is inexhaustible, the spring breeze blows and grows, as long as there is a demand for the market, there will be both sides of the buyer and seller, the ban is not stopped, the payment is inexhaustible.

In this era, the price of marriage is rising, and marriage has become a big problem, like the number of migrant workers in this city, the number of which is two-thirds of the entire population.

On the rooftop of a stall, a black figure stood mysteriously, black-clad in the night, motionless, if it hadn't been for it, no one would have known that there was such a person standing here, like a nighthawk, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the figure moved, like fluttering, flying down obliquely, reflecting a ray of light thrown over, seeing her truth, black hair fluttering, this is a woman, the masked scarf is also black, if Ning Caichen is here, he must recognize it at a glance, this mysterious person is Nie Yunqian's master, the person from the Feng clan.

In fact, Ning Caichen was very curious about her, but after returning from the blood training camp, she didn't have a chance to talk to her, so she left the capital with Nie Yunqian, otherwise he would definitely ask if the Feng clan had any records about the master.

The woman's feet moved, stepped on a lamppost, and her figure disappeared over the main street, and after her body fell into the back, she landed on a dark sideline.

Looking down from the side platform, there are rows of low bungalows, which are the poverty behind the glamour, but also the decay hidden by luxury, and the rows of bungalows, but they are full of people, these are workers from other countries, they have now fallen asleep after a day's work.

There was only one bungalow, and the dim light was sparsely lit.

"Ahem...... cough came from the room, followed by a smell of alcohol, and it seemed that the person who had not slept inside was a sick person, and he was drinking freely at midnight.

Before the woman approached, a clear voice came from inside: "Since you're here, why don't you come in?"

The woman's cold eyes moved, and she had already taken a step, pushed the door and walked in.

There was a dim light inside, and a middle-aged man was sitting there with a pale face, a plate of salted peanuts, a plate of beef jerky, and a bottle of Erguotou, and he was drinking slowly, but seeing the masked figure made him look shocked, and the cup in his hand fell and broke into several pieces with a "pop".

"Senior sister!"

The woman was furious and shouted, "Shut up, I don't have a senior brother like you, the Heavenly Spirit is in the same vein, and the Feng clan is ashamed of you." ”

The middle-aged man sat down decadently, with a look of shame, and said with some sighs: "I know, senior sister, you will find me one day sooner or later, although I have done a lot of wrong things, but I have never regretted it, even if it is time to start over, I will definitely kill him, he is not worthy at all." ”

The woman's face exuded a cold light, and her voice became extremely cold, and she said: "Worthy or not, only I have the right to judge, Mo Junchou, you killed my father, killed my husband, this hatred, I must settle it with you today." ”

Mo Junchou? This middle-aged man is Mo Junchou?

Yes, he is Mo Junchou, if he is not the closest person, no one would have thought that Mo Junchou is not an old man, but a middle-aged man in his forties.

And he turned out to be the senior brother of Master Nie Yunqian, which was simply unexpected.

Mo Junchou laughed, laughed a little crazy, a little sad, and shouted: "Yes, I killed it, I killed your father because he didn't choose me, he clearly knew that in this world, only I was the best for you, for you, I was willing to die I killed my senior brother because I was jealous, and I couldn't bear his happiness with you." ”

"I entered the way of the sword with the intention of proving that I am the most powerful genius in the Lingshan lineage, I can enter the path of the Sword Sect and cultivate the immortal sword, junior sister, I am the most suitable person in the world."

Feng Caifei shook her head gently, she knew a long time ago that this second senior brother had gone mad, not only was he enchanted by her love, but he was also hopelessly murderous.

With the reason of loving her, let her suffer for half her life, she would rather that such love has never been.

Her father died, her husband died, she lost the source of all happiness, and from that day on, she was the survivor.

For this day, she has been waiting for a long time, she knows very well in her heart that although Mo Junchou should be killed, he is indeed a martial arts wizard, if he does not cultivate the Xuanmei Sutra, he will definitely not be his opponent, for a full eighteen years, she finally waited.

"Senior sister wants to kill me, has it been cultivated into the Xuanmei Sutra, then I really congratulate the junior sister, all along, I also want to see the power of the Xuanmei Sutra, I can die under the hands of the junior sister, I will definitely not regret it."

A wine glass flew over, Mo Junchou said: "Senior sister, accompany me to have a drink, the love is deep, maybe in this life, I really have no way to have you anymore, today, if I can't kill you, then let me die in your hands, we have been suffering for a long time, and we should have a relief." ”

A glass of wine, drunk and drunk, the cup was crushed, Feng Caifei had already turned his whole body, waved his hand, and the power of his sleeve was like a violent wind, and the whole room was swept to pieces, only to hear the sound of "boom" twice, a wall fell, and when the dust fell to the ground and everyone around woke up, the middle-aged man they were familiar with was gone.

"Hey, this isn't Lao Cai's room, what happened to him?"

"These thieves are too arrogant, even the wall has been pushed to see if Lao Cai is buried underneath?

"Oh no, it's dead, call the police!"

Everyone talked about it, but they didn't know that there was no such person as Lao Cai in the world, the fallen wall was emptied, but there was nothing underground, and Lao Cai in their minds never appeared again.

Ning Caichen had already slept, but he was woken up by the sound of a "Didi" message, which was an unfamiliar phone call, but that sentence made people know: "Fulfill your promise and help me kill someone, Shangchun Street, Luyuan Lake." ”

The promise we made is finally being fulfilled today. 、

Ning Caichen didn't hesitate, got up and drove to Luyuan Lake.

He didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Ning Caichen knew very little about Nie Yunqian's mysterious master, and he was also very curious, who was the person she wanted to kill, and what kind of grievances and grievances there were in the Feng clan.

No matter what, for the sake of the master's face, he had to help them.

Luyuan Lake is a park lake near Maichun Street, at midnight, it is very quiet here, two figures standing, intertwined true qi, but let the lake have no wind automatically, Mo Jun frowned slightly, and said: "I haven't seen you for eighteen years, my sister is indeed a lot stronger, but unfortunately, you practiced the Xuanmei Sutra too late, and when you practiced, you were no longer the body of the original wall, and the strength was greatly reduced!"

"Don't talk nonsense, suffer death!" Feng Caifei stretched out her arms, murderous, years of hatred, like a fire of torment, tonight, she wants to vent this hatred and anger, in this world, only she can find Mo Junchou lightly, because they used to be senior brothers and sisters, and they can use a unique secret method.

Her weapon is her own hand, which is like ten fingers of onions, like ten sharp swords, the sword qi is condensed on it, hooking people's souls, Xuan Mei Sutra, confusing people with color, fascinating people's hearts, coupled with the secret method with strong killing intent, even Mo Junchou does not dare to slack off.

Xuan Mei Sutra is the most powerful immortal recipe in Lingshan, but it is a pity that it has not been cultivated for a hundred years, it is said that the conditions required for this immortal scripture are extremely harsh, and the Feng Caifei in front of him is only barely practiced, and the power is less than one-third of itself, so Feng Caifei will do everything possible to stay by Nie Yunqian's side, because she has been doing it for a hundred years, and it is rare to see the physique that can practice the Xuan Mei Sutra.

The sword has come out, and Mo Junchou has become the real king of killers.

There was a "clanging" sound in my ears, and a little spark splashed in the air, which was dazzling.

Feng Caifei was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that after all these years, this man's swordsmanship had really entered the path of the grandmaster, if he was given more time, in his lifetime, he might not have the opportunity to enter the ranks of the immortal swords, at that time, he could prolong his life and be immortal for a thousand years.

But it's a pity that this man's heart is gone, and it is impossible to bring any glory to the Feng family, and his only ending is death.

Mo Junchou was also very frightened, and he also had a deeper understanding of the power of the Xuanmei Sutra.

But he was not in a hurry at all, for the sake of his sister, he betrayed his master, slaughtered his fellow disciples, and waited for eighteen years, today, he can get his wish fulfilled and get his sister completely.

The most important thing is that in the body of the younger sister, there is the most mysterious treasure of the Feng clan - the heart of the phoenix, it is said that as long as the heart is connected, love and desire are blended, it is possible to get the heart of the phoenix, and the person who gets the heart of the phoenix can not only stride into the martial arts, but also become the king of the spirit mountain, the lord of the wind vein, for this day, he has been waiting for a long time.

With his powerful sword realm at the moment, coupled with the catalysis of the heart of the wind phoenix, he believes that he can comprehend the secret of the fairy sword in his lifetime and become the first person in the martial arts world.