"I don't love you, you go, go back to your Shu Mountain, I hate you Taoist priests so much!"

Nuyuan turned around, and two tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Ming opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word, he felt that his heart was pierced by countless steel knives, and it hurt his heart.

At this moment, the head of Shushan and his party finally arrived.

"There is no way back for the two of you, Jiang Ming, let me ask you again one last time, will you ever go back?"

The head looked at Jiang Ming, his stern expression was full of expectation.

He hoped that Jiang Ming would be able to learn his way back and draw a line with the fox demon.

Even though Jiang Ming had done so many wrongs, he still wanted Jiang Ming to become the next head of Shushan.

"Jiang Ming!"

Seeing the determination on his beloved face, the head reluctantly shouted his name again.

"I can't go back, I don't regret it, no!"

Jiang Ming finally spoke, but his words shattered the last hope in the master's heart.

"You !!"

The boss was almost so angry that he fainted.

"I was originally an orphan, I am grateful to Master, grateful to my father-in-law, great kindness, and I will repay it in the next life!"

Jiang Ming knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the head three times.

"Then I'll kill her first!"

The head of the house was heartbroken, and looked at the female garden.

"It's all this demon girl, if it weren't for her, you wouldn't be where you are today, as long as she is dead, I will definitely find a way to make you turn back!"

The old man pinched the palm of his hand, and a blue sword qi emerged from his fingertips.

The sword qi shot out quickly, and the speed was extremely fast.

But Jiang Ming, who was talented, took the first step in front of Nuyuan.

Although the sword qi still passed through the bodies of the two of them, it was borne by Jiang Ming for the most part.

He spurted blood, and his body fell limply into Nuyuan's arms.

"Xianggong !!"

"Ming'er!!"

The old man was unbridled, he didn't expect Jiang Ming to stand in front of Nuyuan, and he didn't expect him not to resist this blow.

"Xianggong, you have a sword in your hand, why don't you block it?"

Nuyuan's heart was dripping blood.

"I'll take everything I deserve, and that's it!"

Jiang Ming was angry, and with the only breath left, he said this sentence in his heart.

On the one hand, he is the master who is like father and son, and on the other hand, he is the only love of this life, and it is difficult for him to make a choice between the two.

Therefore, he would rather bear all this with his own life.

He took it all and just hoped that Master and his wife would be safe.

This simple-minded but crazy person has taken on the responsibilities of a man with his life.

"My son, my son......"

The old man cried bitterly, clutching Jiang Ming's sleeve tightly, not wanting him to die.

"I was originally an orphan, although I have a master, a father-in-law, and a lady, but I am still an orphan......"

Jiang Ming's words made the head of the house and the Nuyuan completely heartbroken.

"Ah!!h

Nuyuan screamed sadly, showed her original form and slapped the old man away with one palm, and then picked up Jiang Ming and rushed into the lock demon tower.

"Little junior brother, you take care of the master and his old man!"

After leaving this sentence, all the Shushan disciples rushed into the Lock Demon Tower, wanting to capture the Fox Demon Girl Garden in one fell swoop.

Outside the tower, Jiang Juezhi, the head of the lost son, hugged the four-year-old sword saint and cried bitterly, regardless of the majesty of the head.

I'm afraid that only to the point of extreme sadness can I be so disrespectful of manners!

At the end of the night, the temperature is at its lowest.

A breeze blew, Chen Xuan shivered with coldness, and then woke up leisurely.

The stars in the night sky had long since dimmed, and they were no longer as bright as they were last night.

And Chen Xuan seemed to have forgotten everything that happened after he was drunk last night, he patted his still somewhat drowsy head, walked into the guest room and went back to sleep.

At the third pole of the sun, he was woken up by a rapid knock on the door.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, why haven't you gotten up yet, it's time for us to go!"

Outside the door, Li Xiaoyao kept shouting in a loud voice, shouting and slapping the door frame.

He was shooting vigorously when the door was suddenly opened by Chen Xuan from the inside.

"I'm not deaf, but how did you survive?"

Chen Xuan looked Li Xiaoyao up and down, and said in amazement, "You are worthy of being a young man, and your energy is vigorous!" ”

"Hey, Xiao Xuanxuan, what do you mean by this, I ......"

Li Xiaoyao was stunned by Chen Xuan's words, and was about to continue to ask, but saw that the door he had just knocked on was closed again.

"Wait a minute, we'll leave in half an hour!"

Chen Xuan's voice came from inside the house, and no matter what Li Xiaoyao said, he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something, what kind of dream I had last night, I remember it very clearly, but I can't remember any details, I only know that it is related to Shushan!"

In the room, Chen Xuan sat on the bed in a daze.

Half an hour later, Ling'er, who was a first-time wife, followed Li Xiaoyao and Chen Xuan on the road to Yuhang Town.

Before they sent Ling'er to Nanzhao, they had to go to Yuhang to meet their only relative.

Due to the appearance of Chen Xuan, there have been some changes in the follow-up plot.

For example, Ling'er and Xiaoyao are still in love with me, like glue.

The three people of the Lunatic Cult did not land on the island, and Chen Xuan did not even see their figures again.

Forgetting ** has also lost its effect, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Only Chen Xuan faintly felt that something was missing.

At the same time, Yuhang, a small town that was originally comfortable and peaceful, is experiencing a monstrous catastrophe.

Countless ghosts are raging, although it is daytime, but these ghosts are not afraid of the sun, and they are free to suck the essence of the living.

One by one, the living beings turned into corpses, and everyone was no exception, including the three Lunatic Cultists, as well as Li Xiaoyao's aunt.

The ghost tide was as unscrupulous as locusts, and after the black pressure and a dark cloud drifted away from Yuhang Town, only the devastation and white bones remained.

The tragedy in Yuhang Town soon attracted the attention of Shushan.

Shushan Sword School, Yuqing Palace.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a huge matching table, on which the word "heaven and earth" is written.

This is the arrogance of the Shushan family, but all the people in the Shu Mountain only worship heaven and earth, worship the Tao, and everything else is not in the eyes of its law.

Shushan has always not recruited female disciples, but since Chen Xuan appeared, everything has changed.

At this time, on the main hall, a woman in white clothes and snow stood among everyone, listening carefully to the instructions of the head sword saint.

"The origin of the ghost tide in Yuhang Town is unknown, there is a great danger, you are all the most outstanding disciples of my current generation in Shushan, but who volunteered to make a life for the people?"

Everyone was silent, their heads bowed, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Disciple Mo Binglan, I am willing to go to Yuhang to find out!"

The sweet voice sounded in the hall, and everyone looked at the person who spoke, and many of them showed admiration in their eyes.

"The disciple is also willing to go, and I hope that the master will be fulfilled!"

"The same is true for disciples!"

......

The people who were originally silent were unusually active at this time, which made the Sword Saint standing in front of the "Heaven and Earth Monument" snort coldly.

"The Dao heart is not strong, and it is embarrassing to be useful, this time let Bing Lan go alone, do you think Bing Lan is okay?"

The Sword Saint said and looked at Mo Binglan, with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"It's all up to Master!"

Mo Binglan clenched her fists and bowed, lowered her head and said.

The Sword Master stroked his beard, and the smile on his face became a little thicker, "Very good, this is the last trial before you become the master, and after the victory, the master will help you ascend to the position of the master!" ”

When everyone in the audience heard this, they were shocked and a little incredulous.

It is already a violation of ancestral rules for the head of the sect to let a woman enter the Shushan Sword Sect, and now he plans to pass on the position of head to her, so how can other disciples convince the public?

Immediately, a disciple stood up, although they admired Mo Binglan's appearance, it didn't mean that they could willingly submit to the woman.