"Still won't work." The good-looking red-sleeved brow furrowed, and he removed the pen and pulled out the paper.

"The palace master has drawn almost ten of them, or you can rest first, and then the inspiration thing also needs an opportunity, isn't it, it can't be in a hurry." Red Sleeves poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qu Wanwan.

Qu Wanwan put down her pen, took the tea and took a sip, "You're right, I'm in a hurry." ”

Qu Wanwan felt that this behavior was all caused by boredom, and the more she looked at the long sword in her hand, the more unpleasant it became, this kind of sword was very good for novices to use, but for a master like her, it was terrible.

As long as she has a little strength, this sword will be scrapped at any time, and she needs to let someone build a sword that suits her as soon as possible, otherwise it will be embarrassing if she is cut off in the competition with others at that time.

"Palace Master, I heard that Jiang Qiao's father is coming, do you think they will fight?" Red Sleeves pondered.

In the eyes of Red Sleeves, Jiang's father is bound to ask for justice for his own family, and then the two gangs argue endlessly, and finally fight.

However, I am afraid that the martial arts of the Yuxu Gate will not be able to withstand the Tianji Gate, and the master of the Yuxu Gate is injured and returns angrily with Jiang Qiao's body, and then the two sects have a gap and target each other, so that they have one less opponent in the Huaying Palace.

Redsleeves thought about it, but felt that if they followed this route, it would only be beneficial to their jacarandas.

"No, it won't." Qu Wanwan shook her head, "Tianjimen has a very high reputation in the rivers and lakes, and how dare Yuxumen compete with it." ”

"Then the Jade Gate Master just let his own son die unjustly?" Redsleeves was amazed.

Although the truth of this matter is very deceptive, there are still clues to be found, the cause of his son's death, as a father, how can it be conclusive and conclusive for others. Red Sleeves thought that if his child died tragically, he would never be able to give up the confrontation because he was afraid of a certain sect.

"So how? Fight against each other with the strength of the whole family? Qu Wanwan asked rhetorically.

Red Sleeves didn't hesitate for a moment, "Naturally." ”

"Red sleeves, not everyone can let their true temperament do their thing." Qu Wanwan smiled lightly, "As far as the Yuxu Gate is concerned, not only do they not have the strength to compete with the Tianji Gate, but they are at a loss when there is no evidence in this matter, and the blatant crusade is for their own selfish purposes in the eyes of the people of the world, and they are unreasonable behaviors." ”

"Do you think they would dare to take this path if they get such a thankless result in the end?"

"I shouldn't dare." Redsleeves hesitated in reply.

Red Sleeves no longer understands and knows that an unreasonable crusade will only get the condemnation of the people of the world. But if the real truth is not made public, no matter how much you argue, it will be useless, and it will only attract countless ridicule and ridicule.

"Could it be that he doesn't even have the courage to try to investigate the truth?" Redsleeves continued to ask.

"Of course this has to be there, it's about Yuxu's face, if you just take away Jiang Qiao's corpse without pain, then Yuxumen can be said to have no dignity in front of Tianjimen, even if they are low, they can think of this layer." Qu Wanwan picked up the pen and began to draw unhurriedly.

"It's just that this is no longer about the scope of truth and untruth, Jiangqiao people can't be resurrected after death, Yuxumen won't offend Tianjimen because of him, this investigation of the truth is completely a formality, and it doesn't mean much."

"The so-called righteous path is nothing more than people who disregard friendship for the sake of the interests of the sect. Where it will be like us, love and hate are clear, and whoever offends can pick whom. Red Sleeves sighed.

Qu Wanwan's pen paused slightly, raised her eyes and looked at her for a while, and at this moment, the ink on the tip of the pen dripped on the paper and suddenly smudged the sketch.

Qu Wanwan came back to her senses, glanced over, her expression was unmoved, and she changed the paper again, "There is no difference between good and evil in this world, but it is just the gain and loss between interests, and the so-called righteous path is not all the right way, and there may not be much dirt in private." The so-called evil ways are not all evil ways, and sometimes some of the righteous ways are not even comparable to the clean places. ”

"I have never believed in good and evil, and I will not put myself under house arrest in this confinement, my heart is right, my heart is evil, I decide what is good and evil, and others will bear with me."

"Palace Master, what you said is extremely true." The palace master instantly burst out with inner worship and admiration.

The palace master of her family is really so bright that people can't look at it directly, if someone else says this, the red sleeves will definitely scoff, but this person is the palace master of her family, whether it is martial arts or wisdom, it is a rare person in the world, and she only worships the red sleeves when she opens her mouth.

Thinking that she was only fifteen years old at the time, she singled out Jiang Huatian, and countless people were amazed both in terms of momentum and martial arts. She was like the brightest sun hanging in the sky, bright enough to dim everyone.

Although the two contributed to a draw in the end, in the heart of Red Sleeves, his own palace master was the first in the real sense. She was only fifteen years old, Jiang Huatian was already forty, and compared to Jiang Huatian, there was too much room for her palace master to improve.

Moreover, in the next two years, she practiced more diligently, and finally reached the ninth layer of the jacaranda heart method, just when Red Sleeves was pleased that she could practice the ultimate tenth layer, she never thought that her palace master suddenly stopped.

Red Sleeves was puzzled, and asked tentatively a few times but did not get an answer. You must know that since the founding of the Jacaranda Palace, except for the first palace master who has practiced the tenth layer of the Jacaranda Heart Method, no one has been able to understand the true meaning in the next hundred years. Even the previous palace master, who was Qu Wanwan's mother, Qu Qingcheng, had only practiced to the eighth level.

And Qu Wanwan practiced the ninth layer at the age of seventeen, which is a shocking joy for the entire Jacaranda Palace, you must know that the first palace master, she also practiced at the age of twenty to achieve the ninth layer, and reached the peak at the age of twenty-five.

However, in this way, the red sleeves are even more curious, why the palace master of his own family has gained this advantage but stagnates, and he is not even willing to read the jacaranda heart method again. If it weren't for the fact that this jacaranda heart method was not allowed to be touched outside the jacaranda palace master, she really wanted to rummage through what was in it that made her palace master give up decisively.

The candle flame is shining, and the two of them are quietly accompanied.

Qu Wanwan held the pen in her hand, and she was exceptionally gentle under the illumination of the lamp, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and her bright eyes were good at looking forward to shining. The carbore-colored robe was slightly draped on the shaved shoulders made of jade bones, and fell to the ground along the soft curves.

In the soft light, she sketched the outline of the sword with one stroke, and then displayed it on the paper in the shape of her mind.

The pen is full of flowers, and the painting comes out of the heart.

Stop and go, and present a painting perfectly on the paper.

After the drawing was completed, the corners of Qu Wanwan's mouth rose slightly, and she stretched her waist and her beautiful eyes flowed, "Red sleeves, pass this painting out and make it built, it must be cast with the best dark iron, remember that the construction period is expedited, and I will get it before the exam." ”

"Yes, Palace Master." Red Sleeves carefully rolled up the paper and tucked it close to his arms.

The moonlight is good tonight, and it is a pleasant feeling to step on the breeze and bright moon.

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