The two water attribute spell cheats are "Water Flow Technique" and "Water Waterfall Technique", but there is no high-level spell "Water Vortex Technique" that Mo Wentian wants to get the most, I heard that Haoran Sect has seven major water attribute spells, and the seven inner disciples each carry a copy.

Mo Wentian has killed three inner disciples at present, plus Shi Wanquan got it, a total of four water attribute cheats, but he is very sorry in his heart, I don't know who the cheats of the "Water Vortex Technique" are in the hands of him, Lei Wanshan is the fire attribute spiritual root, and the water attribute exercises are useless to him, so Mo Wentian put away these two cheats, and is ready to find a time to get the three middle-level spells 'Water Explosion Technique', 'Water Waterfall Technique' and 'Water Flow Technique' to cultivate well and increase his actual combat ability.

"Senior Brother Boss, what is this map for?" Lei Wanshan took the dilapidated map in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he studied it for a long time, but he couldn't see the reason.

"Hmmm! I'll take a look! Mo Wentian took it and was about to take a closer look, but he heard a 'ding' sound, and it was the task prompt sound, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly communicated with the stele, and sure enough, on the stele, a task was refreshed.

Sect Quest: Explore the Ice Grotto and obtain the Grotto Spirits.

It was actually a sect copy task, Mo Wentian was ecstatic, the sect was short of resources, and the special construction of the sect consumed an astonishing number of spirit stones, he kept doing tasks, and he could only barely maintain it, the current situation made him have no resources at all to retreat for a long time, and there were no extra resources to improve the strength of the sect's disciples, and exploring some treasure lands, although the danger was not small, but the harvest was even more amazing.

Mo Wentian held the broken map, instilled the aura instilled, and the lines were blurred, there were mountains, rivers, and a few lines outlining the appearance of a small town, he carefully identified it, and found that this was Menghe Town, in the west of Menghe Town, there was a mountain range, and there was a place at the foot of the mountain, which was marked with four small characters 'Ice Grottoes'.

It turned out that this was the map leading to the Ice Grotto, Mo Wentian silently put it away, he took ten more lower-grade spirit stones from the loot, put them in a storage bag, and left the rest generously for Lei Wanshan.

Lei Wanshan was overjoyed, since he has cultivated, he doesn't even have a storage bag, but this time he made a windfall with the senior brother in charge, and he was busy putting it away.

At this time, the dawn first appeared, the waning moon faded away, the sky was gray and had not yet been brightened, the Confucian Mansion had already been in chaos, and everyone knew that there were immortals fighting in the back garden, and they were afraid of harming the pond fish, so they rolled up and fled out.

Mo Wentian and the two mixed in the crowd, and returned to the Menghe Inn, Ye Hanting didn't close his eyes all night, and kept walking around the lobby, obviously in an extremely irritable mood, and when he saw the two of them coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Lei Wanshan couldn't help but wonder: "Hanting, why don't you sleep yet?" What about the little sister? ”

"My little sister is asleep upstairs! The disciple really couldn't sleep, so he waited here for the head and uncle. ”

Ye Hanting replied respectfully, led the way in front, led the two elders to the private room on the second floor, closed the door, carried a pot of hot water, poured tea in the teacup, and respectfully stepped forward.

"Kong Jinsong has been killed by himself." Mo Wentian didn't go to drink tea, but was silent for a while before he spoke.

Ye Hanting seemed to have expected this result, and did not speak, waited for a while, and said with anticipation: "Master, can you see Yue'er?" ”

Mo Wentian was silent, he didn't know what to say, the room suddenly fell silent, even Lei Wanshan sat aside silently, and there was a rooster crowing outside the window.

With a 'bang', the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, falling to pieces, and Ye Hanting seemed to have a bad premonition.

Mo Wentian sighed, opened the storage bag, and fell to the bed, and a delicate body fell out and fell straight on the bed, exuding a cold breath.

"It's Yue'er, what's wrong with Yue'er? Wake up, wake up! Ye Hanting didn't believe his eyes at all, he picked up Kong Yue'er's corpse, shook his hands vigorously, and roared hoarsely, as if she had really fallen asleep......

"She died at the hands of Yue Jianghe, a disciple of the inner sect of the Haoran Sect, but this villain has already been killed by me."

Mo Wentian's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the cruel truth made him wake up suddenly, the look of remorse and pain kept changing on his face, and finally turned into deep mourning, his hands hugged Kong Yue'er tightly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he roared heartbreakingly: "Yue'er! Yue'er! You and I met by chance in Yongzhou, and since then we have been together, free in the world, how happy! How could you leave me like this, how could you leave me like this! ”,

He became more and more miserable, his long black hair was scattered and draped over his face, tears poured down from the corners of his eyes, and fell on Kong Yue'er's face one by one, indescribably miserable.

The door was pushed open with a squeak, and Dong Xiaomei walked in quietly, standing behind Ye Hanting, for a long time, and suddenly said: "Brother Ye, don't cry, my little sister has learned the fairy law, and she will definitely save her sister, so that you can always be together." ”

Ye Hanting ignored it, just hugged Kong Yue'er's corpse and cried bitterly.

Mo Wentian went over and grabbed the little sister's hand, glanced at Lei Wanshan, and the three of them quietly went out of the room.

At this time, there were already a lot of tenants gathered in the corridor, obviously awakened by Ye Hanting's miserable cry, and a bearded knife man 'bah', spit out, and said in a rough voice: "It's really damn unlucky, someone cried wolf early in the morning, disturbing Lao Tzu's sweet dream." ”

Mo Wentian's eyes widened, and a 'winding technique' passed, and the big man's legs were crushed and he fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Someone in the crowd lost his voice and shouted: "Spell, immortal spell", as soon as his voice fell, all the tenants dispersed as if they had seen ghosts, and retreated cleanly.

Mo asked the angel for a 'soundproofing technique' to isolate the sound of the entire private room, so that no one would come up and disturb it.

"Senior brother in charge, what should I do?" Lei Wanshan glanced at the room and frowned.

"Hey! Let's let Hanting vent! He is chivalrous, but he falls in love with a villainous woman, and in order to drive away evil and keep righteousness, he does not hesitate to give up his feelings, and the grief is very human. Mo Wentian sighed, took Dong Xiaomei's hand and said, "Little sister, let's go, let's go have breakfast." ”

Dong Xiaomei's little face had a look of understanding or not, and said innocently: "Brother Ye doesn't believe in my little sister, my little sister will definitely be able to learn the fairy law and save my sister." ”

Mo Wentian felt a pain in his heart, grabbed her soft and boneless little hand, and walked downstairs with heavy steps.

In the past day, Ye Hanting just hugged Kong Yue'er's corpse and couldn't stop crying, the meal that Lei Wanshan ordered Xiao Er to prepare did not move at all, the shop Xiao Er knew that there were immortals living in the room, although there was a female corpse lying on the bed, where did he dare to have an opinion? I had to wait carefully with trepidation.

In the evening, the guests of the hotel were eating in the lobby, talking, very noisy, suddenly 'squeak', the door of the private room on the second floor was pushed open, Ye Hanting held Kong Yue'er's corpse, stumbled downstairs, the lobby suddenly became silent, the sound of dropping a chopstick was clearly heard, everyone looked at the past, Ye Hanting seemed to be unconscious, ignoring it, just holding Kong Yue'er's corpse, stumbling out of the door, and walking in the direction of the ancestral temple.

Lei Wanshan saw it behind him, and couldn't help frowning: "Senior brother in charge, should we follow and take a look?" ”

Mo Wentian shook his head and sighed: "No, senior brother believes that he will deal with it, although Han Ting is young, but with his chivalrous prestige on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many human tragedies have been coldly watched in the world?" Why does it fall on your own head, but you can't see it? ”

Click, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, the sky suddenly lit up, in the empty ancestral temple, the mound of earth was standing, Ye Hanting stood in it in despair, only to feel extremely sad and regretful, he pulled out his long sword, and a sword slashed down, cracks in the mountains and rocks, and the soil flew.

He used all his strength, and swung his sword again, suddenly there was a loud sound, and the soil collapsed, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, and a lightning bolt passed, clearly reflecting Kong Yue'er's face, her mouth was slightly open, and it seemed that she was still calling 'Ye Lang' before she died.

He swung his sword frantically, the drizzle in the wind fell on his face, flowing along the tear stains, he dug a dirt pit, thinking that Yue'er was lonely and pitiful under the ground, so I went down to talk to her, life and life together, and dug a dirt pit next to it, the two earth pits were side by side, from beginning to end, holding Kong Yue'er in his left hand, he didn't want to let go for a moment, his right hand cracked, and the blood flowed down the tip of the sword, diluted by the rain and seeped into the soil.

The thunder became louder and louder, the wind was raging, and seeing the rainstorm in an instant, Ye Hanting endured the unforgettable sadness, carefully placed Kong Yue'er in the dirt pit, grabbed the soil with two big hands, and slowly sprinkled it on him, but she never sprinkled the dirt on her face, and her eyes stared at Kong Yue'er for a moment, as long as a few handfuls of soil went down, she would never see Yue'er again in this life.

The thunder was deafening, the lightning was dazzling, and suddenly, Ye Hanting suddenly got up, didn't look at it, pushed both hands, and pushed the dirt around her on her face, and the torrential rain finally poured down, and the soil pit next to it was instantly filled with muddy water.

Ye Hanting cut down a square piece of wood, raised his sword and carved on it: "The tomb of Mrs. Ye's Kong." ”

After setting up a wooden sign in front of the grave, he waved his hand and threw away the long sword, looking up to the sky and said: "Yue'er, do you know that there is no joy in the cold court for the rest of your life." ”

Turning around and striding away, he slowly disappeared into the pouring rain.

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