The next day, King Lu settled Princess Yunmeng, Ye Feng, in Bianjing, and then shuttled through the cave with Shui Ran and came to Shucheng to settle all disputes.

"Bianjing, Zhu Suiliang and Governor Song will take care of the wind stop, you can rest assured!" King Lu said to the pouring water, there seemed to be a penetrating force in his eyes, which could withstand all magic obstacles and all dangers.

Through thousands of clouds and mist, they finally descended with their swords, and then returned to the beginning where everything began, the city of dreams.

This time, King Lu went to find Wu Wuqing and Mu Fan, the only bloodline he and Ye Feng stayed in the world, when inquiring about Yun Meng's whereabouts, he asked Sui Liang to find out the news about Wu Wuqing, and after dismissing everyone in Xiwumen, he went to Longtan - because there were their children there, their hopes, and there, everything about Mu Fan was taken care of by Jian Nanxia.

When Zhu Xie, the king of Lu, and the man in white drove the canopy boat together to the Longtan realm, they found that their child had grown into a four-year-old child.

Wu Wuqing came over, frowned unconsciously, and said lightly: "Yes...... You, King Lu? ”

King Lu Zhu Xie replied casually, and approached Wu Wuqing one after the other with the white-clothed man who concealed his identity and used the Acacia Flower Flowing Fire Fox Pattern Mask to cover his true face.

"Why did you come here?" Wu Wuqing got straight to the point and said bluntly. Behind a green lake reflected, the scenery is suitable, the young child Mu Fan is innocent and splendid, raising the wooden sword in his hand to learn from his father in the open space and waving wantonly, in front of the low house and a fence planted with chrysanthemums, there is really a kind of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain" artistic conception, perhaps, Wu Wuqing plans to retire to the rivers and lakes, and from then on alone with Xiao Mu Fan to retreat in the mountains and forests.

Zhu Xie looked at Xiao Mu Fan behind Wu Wuqing, and responded to him, "Ye Feng has stopped. ”

"What do you mean?" Wu Wuqing continued, thinking, isn't she in the Feather Realm, why did she come back, who saved her? A litany of questions...... Indissoluble.

"Yes...... What happened? Wu Wuqing couldn't restrain his excitement for a while, and it was surging in an instant, like a violent wind and rain.

Zhu Xie returned to the house, sat down, drank tea for a while, and then talked about the process of Ye Fengzhu being rescued from the Feather Realm.

"It was she who saved herself, if it weren't for her persistence and unremitting efforts, she wouldn't have been able to create a miracle of feather people flying out of the feather realm, and this is also thanks to the hands of one person......" Zhu Xie said.

"Who? Whose hand? Wu Wuqing said curiously, with thousands of doubts in her eyes, and her fists were clenched like stones.

"Yes...... It's that person! Wu Wuqing finally came up with a person's name, and subconsciously glanced at the person outside the house, as if a stone had fallen in his heart, maybe this is how they ended today.

That person is actually pouring water, however, he has not debunked his identity.

They looked out at the house together, everything was beautiful, the darkness and haze were annihilated, perhaps, it was time for everyone to let go of right and wrong, forgiveness is the best weapon, to repel all obstacles, to heal all scars.

Before leaving, Zhu Xie told Ye Feng the ending of stopping and pouring water, they finally came to their own destination, and after all the wind and waves subsided, people will return to the original point, and the person who waits will eventually be waited for and live up to the passing years.

When Zhu Xie and Dumping Ran left, Wu Wuqing personally sank the Youlian Sword into Longtan, Longtan, bottomless, one day, someone who is destined will come again to retrieve the sword, but the sword does not belong to him.

Staring at the Netherworld Stone in his hand, the Netherworld emitted a light like starlight, at this time it no longer had any underworld power, and he suddenly understood that in the world, if there is desire, it will have long been troubled, and choosing it is just an extremely ordinary stone, which makes his heart calm down, without obsession and waiting, it doesn't matter about hope and despair.

In his life, what made him struggle and suffer the most was to become a generation of elegant swordsmen, and to create the greatest and unique sword pavilion in the world, after losing everything, he understood that there are other things in the world, worthy of his pursuit and uphold, and worthy of "cherishing" and "cherishing" to care for.

In the depths of Longtan, he saw the phantom life of the red lotus, and the junior sister Red Lotus, who was trapped in the netherworld in this life, finally had a trace of relief. Fat cat bar

When the red lotus is born thousands of miles away, it is the time when the red lotus is no longer trapped by obsession, sees the light of day again, and is reborn in Nirvana!

In the depths of Longtan, some people play with the peach blossom flowing water, Xiao Mufan often sits on the boat, quietly watching his father Wu Wuqing cross-legged on the top of the mountain to play the peerless fairy song, Wu Wuqing said to him, this is the music door, in the future, Xiao Mufan will practice the valve in turn, and after mastering all the "doors", he will reach the all-encompassing, spit out the old and accept the new.

Xiao Mufan just stared at all this in front of him stupidly, elated, and his dark pupils were as deep as ink, as if he wanted to see through a trace of gas in the air, and he didn't know what it meant.

Many years later, Wu Mufan learned that the unique trace of gas in the world that was born from the illusion of the music gate was recreated by his father—the music qi, which has the miraculous effect of washing the marrow and changing the tendons, is not the same as the sword qi born from the same sword. And for so many years, his father never mentioned his mother's whereabouts to him, and the only impression left in Mu Fan's mind was that in the depths of his memory, his mother was always wearing a purple-red face curtain, but those gentle and tough eyes were the most thought-provoking and unforgettable.

At that time, Mo Yan sensed the existence of the Underworld Cave through the Netherstone Stone, which should be related to Ye Fengzhu's whereabouts, so, regardless of the dissuasion of Ling'er's sister, concealed the Mo family's grandfather, set off and went to the Longtan realm.

A black silk hibiscus robe is still deep and distant, holding the sword of the cockroach, leaping in the secluded pool in one step, the beautiful contacts are picturesque, the peach blossoms are thousands, floating zero unintentionally, only looking for one person to think.

However, following Sister Ling'er, there are still dark swordsmen and Bing Youlian who are still in ambush.

Ice Youlian suddenly appeared, stood up, and flew up in the sky, a burst of dark light appeared, unconsciously making Mo Yan's eyes dark, and hurriedly reached out to cover his eyes to hide this strong burning sensation, after Sister Ling'er glimpsed the vicious mastermind behind Bing Youlian, she suddenly felt cold, and her pupils couldn't help but dilate due to vigilance, afraid of those thousands of sharp and dazzling dark swords launched from under the black cloak, because these shining and poison-stained dark swords would invisibly kill people at any time. Last time, it was only because Mo Yan had a big life and met the person in white that he escaped the danger. In the past, Mo Yan had been poisoned by the Cold Cicada Gu for a long time, perhaps this created his resistance to this kind of poison! Therefore, he was spared the "poison" of the dark sword.

"Mo Yan, it seems that you are unharmed!" Bing Youlian teased, the scene at that time came to mind, if she hadn't dodged quickly, she would have been cut into white bones by the sword qi used by the white-clothed man, how could she stand alive in front of the Youkun Pavilion Lord again.

"But...... Today, Mo Yan, you can't escape! This cave was deliberately set up by me to lure you here, and you, the person you are looking for, hehe, have already gone far! Maybe...... In this life, in this life, in this life, you will never see that woman again! Right now, all that awaits you is death. Seeing Mo Yan's cold face, Bing Youlian pretended to be calm and calm, and nothing happened, couldn't help but laugh even more, and suddenly, Bing Youlian gave an order, and many ambushed dark sword doors poured out, like ants with black wings, scattered in the sky.

The dark sword was sent dozens of miles away, no matter how Mo Yan dodged this time, he couldn't dodge!

Since there is no intervention and participation of the man in white, she can use the killer weapon boldly with confidence!

The ink face is like the color of the earth, as if he has lost his left arm and arm for a while, and he has no power to fight back, no matter how hard he tries, he can't move, a pair of peerless peach blossom eyes can't help but be dark, the sky is dark, is this - the legendary sealing technique? Legend has it that the world can only use the Soul Sealing Technique once in a lifetime, and if the user uses it incorrectly, he will pay a heavy price for it, he has no grievances with the Ice Lotus, why did she unite so many dark swordsmen to deal with him? And don't hesitate to use the Sealing Technique?

Sister Ling'er lost her voice in horror, her thoughts fluttered, this time, I'm afraid it is more than lucky! I just hope that the man in white will reappear and save them one last time!

However...... The man in white did not appear, and not even the slightest meager sword mist appeared around him, could it really be like what Bing Youlian said, there was only a dead end waiting for them in front of them?

Bing Youlian sneered, Mo Yan, if you want to blame it, blame your bad luck, now the only thing that can save the dark swordsman clan is the Netherstone in your hand, without the Netherstone Stone, the dark swordsman who is rooted in the world and majestic in the past will have no meaning of existence, and from then on, he will decline like a swordsman and gradually disappear from the rivers and lakes.

At the last moment, in the middle of the lake, soaring into the sky, a water dragon with beautiful brilliance is the original body of pouring water 10,000 years ago, although it has experienced the changes of the world, there is still a benevolent heart to save the world.

Mo Yan was naturally covered in a cold sweat, when the water dragon appeared, tens of millions of dragon scales blocked all the attacks of the dark sword, and after the "swish" that resounded in unison, Mo Yan fell on the back of the water dragon, and Ling'er's sister couldn't help but be frightened and fainted early.

Dense cold sweat, as much as morning dew, passed away in the wind, disappeared without a trace, together with the water dragon and Ling'er sister who plunged into the deep pool.

Mo Yan fell to the bottom of the water and tried his best to rescue Ling'er's sister. Ling'er is like Aunt Yu's bloodline, if she dies, how can he go to Jiuquan to explain to her, all along, Aunt and Jian Nanxia have been trying to find their child, at this moment, no matter what, even if he dies, he has to rescue her from Longtan.

On the secluded lake, the world is still there, only the long-cherished wish is difficult to fulfill, Mo Yan doesn't know when to tell Ling'er everything and tell Ling'er this fact.