"Small killing?" Rong'er noticed the strangeness of the little killing, yes, everyone who stayed noticed it, except for Xi'er, who was still relying on the body of the tree and lost her mind.! Xiao Kill stopped, hesitated and struggled for a long time, and suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes fell directly on Xi'er's face, and her face was written with confusion, revealing an inexorable bewilderment. "Why? Since the palace master has chosen to be the Vulture Palace, why should he care about him. He, he's good, he's good to the palace master! I can't bear to kill the palace master for the vulture palace, but I think the palace master did the right thing. However, since it is true, why does the palace master want to do this...... In this way, this makes me feel that the palace master is wrong. ”

Little Kill was once ordered to fight side by side with Yiyun, and it was not too surprising for everyone to be upset for Yiyun. Rong'er was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Xi'er's cold voice. "You go. Find the answer your way and come back when you find it. By the time she finished saying this, Xi'er had already left the tree she was leaning on, and walked through the dark woods alone, and in a moment, she was engulfed in darkness......

The rain washed away Xiao Kill's quiet, delicate face, and the rain on her face was mixed with her unrelenting and irrepressible tears. This is tantamount to removing her from the Vulture Palace, yes...... It's not the result she wants, she wants the answer, but if that's the answer, then is this the result she desires?

"Little killing, a lot of answers need to be found by yourself, Xi'er hopes to let you find the answer by yourself instead of telling you through other people's mouths, with her intentions, I hope you can become stronger and understand your own intentions more clearly." Rong'er gently hugged Xiao Kill in her arms, and the softness of her soft voice was not the first time that she had used it on Xiao Kill. Little Killing is their favorite and most admired disciple. Her god-like temperament and personality always make Rong'er, who has not been able to see Xi'er's true face for many years, but she has never forgotten the lineup, and they can't help but feel pity.

"I see." Little Kill turned around, and without a second word, left. A moment ago she hadn't thought she would leave the Vulture Palace one day, but now she had figured out how she was going to find the answer. She has not forgotten what Le'er once said, the weak face tomorrow with escape, and the strong face tomorrow with fearlessness.

The rain was still falling, Rong'er quietly closed her eyes and stood under the tree; Le'er also rarely leaned quietly against the tree, surrounded by cruelty and gentleness, looking at the distance alone; Ling'er and Yue'er sat on the branches, as they did many years ago, habitually swinging their legs together, saying some funny and not funny gossip about the rivers and lakes. Straight - the sword big appears. Le'er, who was leaning back against the tree, stared coldly at Jian Da who came out of the woods. "Who told you?"

"Where's Xi'er? There is already news of the Western Heavenly Boxing Canon, and the Boxing Buddha is very willing to use the Vulture Palace as a gateway to teach the Western Heavenly Bliss Boxing Canon. "The sword is big with an umbrella, and very little rain falls on him. His news was originally the good news that the Vulture Palace longed for, but Le'er didn't change his face at all because of it. "You don't have to tell us about your deal with Xi'er. If she doesn't look for you, don't even think about looking for him. Get out of my sight before I want to do it! The cruel gentleness beside Le'er, the sword demon mark lit up on her forehead, and the long sword on her waist was slowly unsheathed, as she had done every time in the past, when Le'er wanted to kill someone, she drew her sword without hesitation, because what she liked was the person Le'er liked, and what she hated was also the person that Le'er hated.

"After so many years, you still can't learn to speak politely and politely, when you first entered the rivers and lakes, you can't find a shadow now......" Jian Da looked at Le'er quietly, his eyes showed a little sadness and pity. Turning a woman with peerless beauty, weakness and innocence into a witch who is hopeless and cold, and has killed countless people with bloody hands, this is the power of cruel rivers and lakes.

"That bastard is selfish, but you're a slut compared to that bastard - you don't even deserve to lift his shoes!" Le Er smiled disdainfully. "I saw it when you gave money to those people."

Jian Da's expression was motionless, and his tone was still calm into the water. "I gave them money because I had to leave because I knew they would come back."

"I never told Xi'er, because I knew she had seen through you as a person." Le'er held the cruel and gentle sword, and with strength, the sword was inserted back into its sheath. "I wanted to kill you, but now I've changed my mind. One day, when you lost to the little sword, I felt even happier. ”

"That day will not come." Jian Da calmly clenched his fists and saluted, turned around, and slowly left.

"Unless you never challenge him!" Le'er said mockingly, holding the cruel gentleness in her arms, and never looked at the departing sword again.

"You misunderstood, I mean, I'm better than him." When the back of the sword disappeared into the dark woods, he left one last sentence.

There was no one to help, and the silent Rong'er didn't speak softly until the sword was far away. "After all, he once saved you. If it weren't for him at that time, maybe you ......"

"Those are the ones he invited! In order to get close to Xi'er, they are not from the Huashan Sect at all, they are from the Quanzhen Sect! Le'er gritted her teeth and made Rong'er sigh. Those people were reborn, and then you wanted to kill them, of course they tried desperately to exonerate them, and you directly asked them why they took his money, didn't you give them a clue to get rid of their crimes? Le'er had a dark face, a gesture of disdain to continue arguing. Too lazy to tell you, he's a joke anyway. Rong'er didn't say it anymore, she didn't understand why Le'er's prejudice against Jianda was so deep, and she also felt that Jianda was hypocritical, but she didn't agree with Le'er's biased opinion.

Some people have been reborn, heavier than Mount Tai, and some people have been reborn, as light as a feather.

Many years ago, Yi Yun once said very casually that if one day he was reborn, there would be few people crying and many people laughing. At that time, Ming felt that it was impossible, and felt that at least there were people in the gang who would be very sad, because he couldn't lose his leadership at all. It's been many days, and the news about Yiyun's rebirth is flying all over the rivers and lakes, and the news has been published in the rivers and lakes of major towns.

There are many people in the Justice League who come to ask, but not many of them care very much after getting the answer.

The messenger of the Western Heavenly Bliss, when there were still seven days before the Heavenly Demon Relic could be used, asked for an audience outside the Evil Destroying City. They couldn't enter the Broken Evil City, because the Killing Dao NPCs of the Broken Evil City had more innate hatred for the people of Buddhism and Taoism than those who cultivated all the laws.

The messenger of Western Heaven Bliss that Ming met at the gate of the Broken Evil City, the messenger was none other than the long sword.

"Amitabha, once the Heavenly Evil Relic is activated, the consequences will be unimaginable, the rivers and lakes will be in endless trouble, and there will never be a day of peace in the evil city. If the head of the tea can think of the peace of the rivers and lakes, the sword Buddha will promise to use the sword forged for 5,000 years to praise the merits of the head of the tea. ”

Ming had been prepared, and all this was like Yiyun's speculation. If the sword Buddha is really a sword idiot, in order to become a sword, he must rather lose the sword after becoming a sword, lose the sword, but the sword becomes, and the sword will be passed on forever. The sword can be lost, but it does not necessarily mean that it cannot be returned to the Western Heavenly Bliss. But if the sword can't use the most suitable sword soul, it will become an irreparable regret. There is a next time for the movement of the Heavenly Evil Star, but there is no second one on the top of the Heavenly Court Palace.

"Outside the Evil Breaking City, the largest sword-casting furnace in the rivers and lakes, in the soul-infused room, waiting for the divine sword."

"Amitabha, good, good! The head of the tea family can think of the peace of the rivers and lakes, which is admirable. "There is no long-winded word in the world of the long sword, and it is very clear that this is because Ming is worried that Xitian Bliss will regret it, or design it on the way, and if he doesn't see the sword, he won't take the heavenly relics. There is no point in bargaining, and it is not the meaning of the Sword Buddha, and of course the Western Heaven Bliss will not be so rebellious. "Amitabha, the sealing process of the Tiansha relics is quite risky, and people with ulterior motives will inevitably make a hindrance from it, I hope that the head of the tea can bother more, and the little monk will leave."

Ming smiled slightly, knowing that the matter had been finalized, and the West Heaven Bliss was really reluctant to let the people in the rivers and lakes know what the Heavenly Evil Relic was for, hinting at reminding that there would be as few people as possible. "Master Zhuang, the people of the West Heaven Bliss are gone, and the matter of the sword has been finalized. When does the owner plan to return? ”

"Not coming back yet."

"So, what about the sword?" Ming was stunned, thinking that Qunfang was jealous of how far away, and he might not be able to catch up.

"You take it."

Ming was stunned, and after a while, he received his order.

A lonely burial place, the rain-washed grass is verdant, and the branches and leaves on the trees are like jade carvings.

Yiyun sat by the river, watching the water rise and the waves surging.

Under the waves, under the long hair that fluttered with the water, a face drilled out of the river, and there was a bewitching smile on the wet face, and Xi'er surfaced above her shoulders, no matter how the water washed her, she couldn't take her body shape in the slightest. "Hehehehe...... Yiyun, you're dead. ”

Yiyun stretched out her hand, grabbed Xi'er, and made a lot of effort, but she couldn't pull it, and Xi'er planted his head into the river with a little force. A column of water flew up on the surface of the river, supporting Xi'er and Yiyun who hugged each other. "I thought that after rebirth, there was only artistic conception, but I didn't expect that the murderous aura did not disappear, trillions of murderous energy, death and not dispersion, is it only to go to the Western Heaven Bliss to dissolve?"

Xi'er hugged Yiyun and jumped to the shore, she poured the rapidly flowing energy in Yiyun's body, and always chased Yiyun to deliberately manipulate and swim away after the energy to dodge, until the energy was withdrawn, she couldn't touch the slightest internal force in the veins.

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The constant sound of rain has become the only melody in the lonely burial place.

Xi'er smiled when her lips parted, pointing to the one outside the cave, they were just as familiar, once lonely here waiting for the recovery from injury, waiting for the green space for time to pass. "Build a garden here, build a pavilion there, build a small ferry by the river, and ...... a small boat" (to be continued)

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