Even though everyone in the audience was a pivotal figure in the Ming Sect, no one knew how to comfort this five-year-old child.

The elderly Peng Yingyu was also almost unconscious after being seriously injured, and Guo Putian picked up the master and ran towards the nearest house.

The tearful Zhou came over and pulled up Xiao Muying, wiped the blood stains on his face with his clean sleeves, and the more he wiped it, the more distressed he became, and finally simply sat on the ground and hugged Xiao Muying and cried.

After the nearby Ming Sect disciples who rushed to the bottom of the mountain heard the shouts of the whole world, many people rushed over, and everyone carried the bodies of Mu Chong and Li Nuniang who were unconscious to the open space on the side.

Wen Xianzhong stood in place at a loss and burst into tears, he never imagined that this would be the result anyway.

Mu Yun, I'm ashamed of you!

Although Wen Xuan was also sad, she also knew that now was not the time to be sad.

The Yuan soldiers who are eyeing outside the mountain, the Li sect leader who is pretending to be whom, Xu Nong who is suspected of apostasy, and the heart-devouring poison that has not yet been solved in his own body......

All the problems are unresolved, and if these urgent matters cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it is difficult to guarantee that tragedies like Li Nanniang will not happen again. Even though Wen Xuan's psychological quality is extremely strong, he can't help but feel uneasy at this moment.

"Dad, now is not the time to regret."

Wen Xianzhong nodded after hearing this, but couldn't help but look at the Mu family's mother and son again, and said to the Zhou family who was holding Mu Ying: "Madam, Xuan'er and I have to rush to the bottom of the mountain, and we will ...... here for the time being."

Zhou naturally understood the emergency situation conveyed by Liudun, stopped his tears and interrupted Wen Xianzhong's words, and said softly: "Go quickly, I am here here, you don't have to worry." ”

The matter has come to this point, and the overall situation can only be taken seriously, after all, he is used to seeing life and death, Wen Xianzhong endured his grief and resolutely turned around, straightened his back and led Wen Xuan down the mountain, turning all his anger to the attacking Yuan soldiers.

Wen Xuan followed behind his father, and after thinking about it in his heart, he still asked out loud: "Dad, what is your relationship with Mingjiao?" ”

Wen Xianzhong's figure paused slightly, and he said in a condensed voice: "Why did you suddenly ask about this?" ”

Wen Xuan said softly: "Since there are some things that I have to participate in sooner or later, it is better to know earlier than later, while there are not many things I still remember in my mind at the moment, it is okay to pretend to have more in one brain, and it is better to clear up these intricate secrets earlier." ”

Wen Xianzhong stared at his son's resolute eyes, and wanted to say it in one breath, but when he thought of the dead Mu Yun and Li Nanniang, the helpless Mu Chong and Mu Ying, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"You have your own father to deal with these things, you just have to rest assured ......"

"But you're old." Wen Xuan interrupted his father with a remark, and then said with a wry smile: "Master Peng has been hiding from the nurse for ten years, isn't it still causing this tragedy?" There are some things that you can't avoid after all, and since I'm your son, I owe it to you to bear all this. ”

Wen Xianzhong looked at his son in a daze, he didn't expect that the stinky boy who was arguing with him because he insisted on painting more than a month ago would say such a thing.

In the past, I always hated that iron could not become steel, and I wished that he would grow up quickly and become a sensible and obedient good boy like Mu Chong, win glory for the ancestors of the Wen family, and contribute to the society of the country.

But when this stinky boy suddenly grew up, he suddenly became sad again, hoping that he would return to his former heartless appearance, live a carefree life, and not let him participate in these treacherous power schemes and life and death battles......

The growth of every child always comes at the cost of absorbing the vigorous vitality of their parents.

In this snap of time, the gray-haired old man suddenly grew much older.

"Xuan'er has really grown up."

Wen Xianzhong's wrinkled face showed a kind smile, and he said slowly: "Now is not the time, it is not too late to speak slowly after the Yuan soldiers outside the mountain are destroyed." With that, he turned around and continued his descent down the mountain.

The father didn't want to say it, and Wen Xuan couldn't force it, so he could only follow him down the mountain silently, but his eyes were always on Wen Xianzhong's bent spine.

……

The Chuanshan Mountain Range starts from the Yellow Mountain in the west, and evolves into the right mountains of Zhejiang under the intermittent affiliation. The north and south are all high mountains and famous peaks, and they are facing each other for hundreds of miles.

Yuan Bing wanted to find a rumored Mingjiao chief rudder in such mountains and mountains, which was naturally like looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea.

But all this is world-shattering, and the ingenious design of rejecting the Yuan soldiers from the outside has become a useless scenery under the guidance of Pan Wu.

Eager to take the credit, Bayard hurried with the vanguard troops, unhindered around one mountain pass after another to confuse outsiders.

Once a person betrays his bottom line and beliefs, that dignity will definitely become worthless, and Pan Wu proves this very well.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Covered Boat Mountain, Pan Wu, who was riding on a red horse, turned to look at Bayar slightly, and said flatteringly: "Lord Qianhu, ten miles further forward is the mountain pass of the Covered Boat Mountain." ”

In order to make it easier for Pan Wu to lead the way, Bayar allowed him to ride on a horse, in case he was too injured and delayed his guidance.

"Well, that's good." Bayar was very satisfied with Pan Wu, "Don't worry, as long as I can take the Demon Sect's nest this time, I will exempt you from the death penalty and promote you to be my personal guard!" ”

Pan Wu was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his body to thank him.

But he didn't expect that his life would also disappear at this moment.

A cold arrow that quietly shot out of the woods went straight through his throat!

Pan Wuzhi fell to the ground, and the horse he was riding also neighed, and the entire vanguard of the Yuan soldiers panicked.

"Defend against the enemy! Defend against the enemy! ”

Bayar's adjutant immediately shouted.

"What's the panic? You shit! Bayar took the hammer and kicked the adjutant to the ground, then raised his arms and shouted, "Don't panic, cut off all the heads of the demon cult demons!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another round of arrows shot out of the dense woods.

The soldiers on the mountain road had no cover, and more than ten people were killed by arrows when they were caught off guard.

"Kill all these thieves for me!"

After Pan Wu's death, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in his forties in the woods immediately issued an order to the disciples of the Ming Sect.

"Kill!!"

Nearly a hundred sect members dressed in linen and green clothes immediately rushed out with shouts of killing that rushed to the sky, brandishing all kinds of weapons and fighting with the panicked Yuan soldiers.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was holding an iron rod similar to his height in his hand, and after giving the order, he frowned and rushed to the side and asked, "Can you still hold it?" ”

"I can't die." The person who replied was none other than Xu Nong, who was seriously injured and shot Pan Wu with only one arrow, but he was also so tired that he was out of breath and almost fell to his knees.