The snowflakes are still drifting, the heavy snow has been falling for half a month, the Xie family in the middle of the night is silent, Cassia with a long knife slowly through the gate, stopping in the courtyard.

The warm blood cooled quickly, and it was cleaned the next day, but the strong smell of blood could not be dissipated for a while.

Looking down from the air, the entire Jiangnan City is brightly lit, but it is dark here.

Only the second master survived in the direct line of the Xie family, and naturally became the head of the family, and at this time, he was borrowing wine alone in the side room to kill his sorrows.

He is right, the hundred-year-old lintel of the Xie family is not like an ordinary family of three who can live.

This top family of the Duan Dynasty collapsed overnight, and the people of the same faction in the court already had plans to distance themselves.

I heard that Taishi Xie even fainted on the spot when he was in the court, but fortunately his life was fine, otherwise the Xie family would really fall.

There are also doormen like Lu Ze in the past, if it weren't for the handle still in the hands of the Xie family, it would really be a tree.

Even the second master who is surviving now is in danger, he has no children and no daughters in his life, and he can't stop his ambition for the position of the head of the family.

There were few servants in the house, and the snow in the courtyard was ignored, and Cassia creaked with every step.

Smelling the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated, Cassia's eyes began to become cloudy and emotionless.

The empty surroundings changed in his eyes, and the scene of the bloody river on New Year's Eve reappeared in his eyes.

Songguoer entered with a white sword and came out with a red sword.

Cassia stood there until dawn, and the horror of the night continued until his eyes were clear.

All the feelings turned into a sigh, and before the light of day, Cassia left the Xie Mansion with the long knife.

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Yunzhou

His Majesty the Emperor opened his mouth to send troops to the East China Sea Sword Pavilion, but the commander of the Wudian Palace left Chang'an City alone.

To this day, he grabbed the reins in his regular clothes, stopped in front of the mountain gate of the Sword Pavilion, and looked at the mountain silently, without bringing a single soldier.

The world only knows that the imperial court martial arts division is divided into the world's masters, but few people know that the imperial court will not put its own people in it.

Back then, Su Qingmu once said that the commander of the Wudian came to Taihe Mountain, and he also had to dismount and climb the mountain on foot, but he did not say that the commander of the Wudian came with troops.

At that time, Li Changan was young and did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Bingfa Sword Pavilion, he is alone, enough.

The masters of the rivers and lakes are like clouds, and the court can still dominate the world, how can it be compared with a secular dynasty.

There have only been two variables over the years, one is the Tanglin Sword Immortal of the year, and the other is Li Qinghe.

If Li Qinghe hadn't sent Liu Song into the Sword Pavilion, the people of the Martial Palace would have secretly guided him, maybe the Sword Pavilion, maybe other sects.

The reason why His Majesty was angry and killed Li Qinghe was that people can't fall down twice in one place, especially if they are related to Taihe Mountain.

But Li Qinghe entered southern Xinjiang, and in that place, he couldn't enter with his secret hands, and he would be exposed if he came openly......

Thinking back to His Majesty's secret order that caught up halfway, the commander showed a smile under the mask.

Even if the head of the sixth Sword Pavilion in the world personally went down the mountain to greet him, he was still sitting on his horse and did not move.

It wasn't until the head of the Sword Pavilion came to him that he turned over and dismounted, and entered the mountain gate side by side.

The head of the Sword Pavilion smiled on his face, he didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest, on reasoning, the Sword Pavilion was at a loss, on the background, the sect could not compare with the imperial court, in terms of strength, he really might not be able to beat the head of this military attaché.

"How is the boss doing?"

"Originally, everything was fine, but after this incident, my Sword Pavilion couldn't explain it to Your Majesty. The head looked a little embarrassed.

The conductor nodded, obscured by a mask, making it impossible to see his expression.

The ancestor of the Sword Pavilion was born in the imperial court, and the Sword Pavilion naturally has always had an unspeakable affection for the imperial court.

But it's a pity that His Majesty wants the whole river and lake to be divided...... The conductor thought to himself.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty said that the Sword Pavilion will not be held responsible, but that Liu Song must be sent to the Martial Palace, to the Jiangnan family, to the court Wenchen to give an explanation, you see, didn't I bring troops here?"

"The commander can rest assured that the people of the Sword Pavilion have come down the mountain, and have notified all the sects and factions to help arrest them. ”

said that the head of the family is bitter, what does it make if you bring soldiers or not?

"Okay, I heard that there is a big tide in Hanhai City, so I'll bother here for a few days. ”

"The commander is please. ”

sighed in his heart, the head of the family knew in his heart that if he couldn't catch Liu Song, he was afraid that the commander would not leave.

After the Martial Palace's envoy entered the Sword Pavilion, a young man walked into Chang'an City, who was the one who always went to Qingcheng Mountain to play chess with the real people of the Purple Palace before.

The young man entered the palace as usual, and saw His Majesty the Emperor in the main hall.

"Your Majesty. ”

"Taihe Mountain is closed, are you ready?"

"Everything is in the hands of His Majesty, and the ceremony can be carried out at any time. ”

The emperor smiled and turned his head to look at this young man who dared to be the same as the real person of the Purple Palace.

"The Mo family has been passed down to your generation, and you are the only one left. ”

"Your Majesty is assured that the new equipment has been delivered to the front and is ready to be put into battle. ”

"After three days, don't move the chess pieces, and try to test Taihe Mountain first. ”

"Understood. ”

The young man bowed down and withdrew from the main hall, the Mo family school has long disappeared from history, as the only remaining son of the Mo family, he is naturally the only one in the world.

However, the ideological classics of the Mohists have been almost destroyed, and what he accidentally obtained was only 'art', not 'law'.

This also means that he is not a real Mo family, but is it necessary to distinguish between these now?

Three days later, martial law suddenly became imposed in the palace of Chang'an, and even the palace maids and chamberlains were temporarily invited out, and the entire palace city was surrounded by military guards.

The emperor stood on the altar in a gorgeous costume, respecting heaven and earth and ancestors.

The young man of the Mo family on the side was in charge of the entire festival, reciting inexplicable scriptures.

The altar is full of portraits of immortals who have ascended to the royal family for generations, and with the passage of time, a wave of majestic qi descends from the sky, and the portraits are windless and automatic, exuding a hazy golden light.

"Respect the ancestors!"

The young man shouted, the emperor worshipped again, and the golden light of several portraits disappeared and returned to the sky.

The golden light on one portrait was scattered in the world, and the other was shrouded in the body of His Majesty the Emperor.

Taihe Mountain, Cui Laodao raised his head suddenly, his eyes swept around, and there was a little solemnity in his eyes.

"Isn't it enough to trap me in the world?

"But this is the world, don't come back if you leave, you shouldn't be here to point fingers. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his big hand, a breath of fresh air shot out, and a portrait in the palace city of Chang'an spontaneously combusted, and a corner was burned by the flames.

His Majesty the Emperor frowned, and saw the young man of the Mo family say: "Your Majesty, don't worry, if Cui Laodao is really not about to run out of oil, there is no need to close the mountain in Taihe Mountain, and this portrait will not burn a corner." ”

"Didn't you say it was just a temptation?"

The young man's words reassured the emperor, and the festival continued to follow the process and begin to wrap up.

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At the same time, on the other side of southern Xinjiang, two figures rode out of the poisonous miasma, one was Li Qinghe, and the other was the masked high priest Xiruo.

A boatman by the river smiled and beckoned to take the two of them across the river, Li Qinghe squinted, he was now deeply impressed by the boatman.

Sure enough, after the two got on the boat, the boatman suddenly became in trouble, and before Xi Ruo moved, Li Qinghe poked out his finger, and a strong wind blew on the river in an instant.

The boatman was stunned and frightened, but then found that nothing else had happened except for the strong wind.

Li Qinghe sighed helplessly, sure enough, it's okay to scare people, but it's useless to really meet outlaws.

In the end, the boatman was killed by Xiruo and fell into the river, and the two stood at the bow of the boat in silence for a long time.

"Is this the outside world? It's all so unreasonable?"

"It's because I met me, so it's a little unreasonable, just after I got out of southern Xinjiang, the court came to the door......"

The passenger boat was drifting on the river, and Cassia, who was far away in Jiangnan City, took a sip of tea, thinking that this kid still came out, and sure enough, he still deceived this heaven-controlling technique, and that Zhao Fanfu deceived him all the way, and it seems that he has not grown.

Thinking of this, Cassia suddenly looked in the direction of Chang'an City, smiled indifferently, and waved his hand to the sky, and the golden light qi scattered in the world was shielded outside Jiangnan City.

But at this moment, that immortal qi broke through the barrier of cassia and landed in Jiangnan City as if it had not encountered obstacles.

Cassia eyes instantly shrunk into pinholes, and it was the first time since the creation of the Atlantic world until he had been circling in the Metaverse for thousands of years, showing such a serious look.

After a long silence, Cassia put down the teacup in his hand, got up and looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself.

"Being, are you involved in this, what have you realized?"

Between the words, Cassia Ming's expression was still cautious and serious, walking in the world for thousands of years, the most feared thing still happened, the ontology of the Moon Palace retreat, after all, something happened.