There is a deserted temple in Suicheng, under the night, overgrown with weeds, the original Buddha statue that was enshrined also collapsed half of the body, but the face of the Buddha is still kind, see all the states of life.

A black shadow slowly walked in, he was still holding a filth that was still dripping blood in his hand, and his cold eyes did not put the Buddha in front of him in his eyes at all.

He unhurriedly lit the candlestick with a fire fold, and in an instant the somewhat eerie temple became a little brighter, and in the middle of the man was a white altar, and below it were six dark grids, the first one had been placed with a black thing, and he put the dirt in his right hand into the second dark grid.

He raised his eyes and looked at the white jar, and did not speak, but lit three incense sticks.

The smoke curls up, and everything is cleared.

"Brother, today I sent you the head of the Pure Yuan Sect Elder Shui, can you see it?"

He turned around, sat down on the steps, lowered his eyes and said silently: "Brother, don't worry, even if you go over there, I won't let you be lonely at all, I will definitely kill a few more elders of the Pure Yuan Sect and let them make amends for you." ”

The candle flame burned, and wax tears flowed down the white candlestick, silently forming a wounded trace.

His hands were covered with blood, sticky, and extremely disgusting, but his eyebrows were soothing, but he couldn't feel it at all, his heart was empty unconsciously, and the moment he ruthlessly pushed Ling Jian's pupils away, he saw her tears, and his heart was empty.

He wanted to make her happy, but as soon as Situ Qiannan left, his sky fell, and it was completely dark that he couldn't see a trace of hope and light.

He just wants to kill people and take revenge, but how can a person like him deserve to have her sincerity?

He thought about it, so he lowered his head, and after some time, another person came in the temple, and the man walked very lightly, as if he deliberately did not want to disturb him.

But he still noticed it, he opened his eyes slightly, and then eased his mood and said, "How are you preparing?" ”

The person who came was Black Eagle, he lowered his eyes and replied: "Second master, it's ready, it's just ......"

"Say."

"As soon as you left, the Seventh Prince and Miss Ling were besieged by the sect leader of the Jingyuan Sect, and now they have been taken to the Suicheng Palace."

Situ Qianchen clenched his fists, he thought that after he left, Mu Jinghong should have noticed something strange and took Ling Jiantong away, but he didn't expect it......

He got up, but Black Eagle blocked his way, full of worry: "Second Master, you must not go to the main hall now, as long as it takes three days, three days, Black Eagle promises to let the Jingyuan Sect accompany the burial of the eldest prince." ”

"Get out of the way, when do I need your intervention in my work?" Situ Qianchen's tone was cold, and he was completely giving an order.

Black Eagle pounced and knelt directly in front of him, his straight back full of stubbornness: "Second Master, if you have to go, then step over Black Hawk's corpse." ”

Situ Qianchen glanced back at Situ Qiannan's ashes jar, and already had a plan in his heart, he Situ Qianchen wanted to leave, and no one could stop him.

"Since you are so willing to kneel, then you will stay in front of your brother tonight, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

With that, he dropped the sentence and went straight out of the temple door, leaving only the stunned Black Hawk.

The sect leader of the Jingyuan Sect arrested Mu Jinghong and Ling Jiantong, just because he suspected that they were the murderers of Elder Shui, and he couldn't show up, so the only way was to kill another elder.

The dark night slowly engulfed this cold and bloodthirsty man, and Suicheng was destined to be not peaceful tonight.

In the main hall of Suicheng, Su Mu, the leader of the Jingyuan Sect, sat on it, while Mu Jinghong stood below with Ling Jiantong in his arms, they looked at each other, and no one let anyone.

"Report!" The disciples almost knelt in front of Su Mu.

Su Mu's eyes moved away from Mu Jinghong's body, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Elder Tu...... On the way to the main hall, Elder Tu was brutally killed, and his head was missing. When the disciple finished speaking, his head slammed on the ground.

Su Mu didn't have too much surprise on his face, he got up, went down the steps, and walked in front of Mu Jinghong step by step: "I originally thought he had no heart, but now it seems that he really cares about you and this little girl." ”

Mu Jinghong looked at him fearlessly, and sneered: "Su Mu, just arrest him, you are not my second brother's opponent." ”

Su Mu's eyes were deep, but the corners of his mouth were indifferent: "Situ Qianchen is your second brother, so who are you?" ”

Mu Jinghong didn't want to hide it, and told him directly: "I am your seventh son against the emperor of the Mu family of Tianyuan Country, Mu Jinghong." ”

As soon as this name was spoken, Mu Jinghong obviously saw the changes in Su Mu's eyes, some were surprised, some were stunned, and more were incredulous, that kind of gaze was like looking at an old friend who had been reunited for many years.

"You are Mu Jinghong, you are Mu Jinghong?"

Although Mu Jinghong didn't know why he was like this, he still nodded: "What?" Do you know me? ”

Su Mu stared at Mu Jinghong's face for a long time, no wonder he had a familiar feeling when he first saw Mu Jinghong in Elder Shui's mansion, his face, his eyes...... Like, it's so similar, it's carved out of the same mold as her.

For so many years, he didn't see her, but he saw her son.

Su Mu stabilized his emotions in Mu Jinghong's puzzled gaze, and he stretched out his hand to summon the disciples on the side and ordered, "Arrange a doctor for this girl." ”

"Yes," the believer replied.

This attitude changed too quickly, and Mu Jinghong didn't believe that Su Mu would be so kind.

Su Mu wanted to raise his hand and pat him on the shoulder, but seeing his defensive eyes, he put down his hand that was raised in the air: "If you can't trust me, you can stay by this girl's side, but with all due respect, this girl really needs a doctor's treatment." ”

Although the Jingyuan Sect and the Mu family have a common enmity, at this moment, it is not the time to be angry, and Mu Jinghong can't let Ling Jiantong suffer a little damage.

"Sect Master, the doctor is waiting in the wing."

Mu Jinghong glanced at Su Mu and warned: "If I find out what you are going to do to Yan'er, or if you want to use us to threaten the second brother to do something, I will definitely not let you go." ”

The corners of Su Mu's mouth always had a smile on his lips, he bowed slightly, and let the disciples take Mu Jinghong to the wing.

Obviously it is a reunion of old people, how many years have passed, he has grown from a child who does not know the world to what he is today, and he naturally forgets the sad past of the past.

Su Mu lowered his eyes and sighed lightly, walked back to the room alone, twisted the dark compartment on the side of the bookshelf, and suddenly the dark room in the room that had not been opened for a long time appeared again.

This was specially ordered to be built when he led the Pure Yuan Sect to capture the first city of the Heavenly Abyss Kingdom.

After passing through the long corridor, there is a hall that suddenly opens up, not so much a hall as a large women's boudoir, with the furnishings in style and women's style.

If he hadn't seen Mu Jinghong today, Su Mu would have thought that he might not have entered this dark room for ten days.

In the center of the dark room is a tablet, and on the wall behind the tablet is a portrait of a woman.

Su Mu raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the portrait for a long time, and then lit the incense and inserted it in the furnace.

The person on the portrait is Mu Jinghong's mother, Concubine An, and Concubine An is also Su Mu's childhood sweetheart.

Until now, Su Mu still had fragments of the past between them in his mind.

By the lakeside, the woman stared at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

The man quietly walked behind her at some point, and said with a slight dimness in his eyes: "Ran'er, do you really want to enter the palace?" Have you really thought about it? ”

The woman sighed lightly, all helpless, she slowly turned to look at the man, and replied for a long time: "Brother Mu, Concubine Jing is kind to my family, I must enter the palace to wait, but don't worry, I will protect myself in the palace, and after three years of peace of mind, I can leave the palace." ”

"No" The man was excited for a while, stepped forward and clasped the woman's hand, and said eagerly: "Ran'er, Concubine Jing is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I'm afraid that she doesn't treat you well, besides, in the palace, there are many dangers, I really don't worry, otherwise, you come with me, we can't find a place to stay at the ends of the earth?" ”

The woman hesitated, but she knew that if she followed him because of her momentary selfishness, then her family would definitely be retaliated against by Concubine Jing, and at that time, how could she be with him at ease?

"Brother Mu, I really can't go with you, take care of yourself, if there is fate, we will meet again."

The woman's hand was pulled away from the man's palm, and she left without looking back.

For three years, the man waited, waited, but the woman did not come back, and when they met again, she was no longer his childhood sweetheart, but became the emperor's concubine.

She is already pregnant, and the love on her face has the appearance of a mother.

The man didn't bother her, thinking that if she could find happiness and live her life in peace, she didn't expect that the emperor was so fond of the new and hated the old, and after she gave birth to the emperor, he never came to see her again.

Her dormitory is like a cold palace, and perhaps only her children can give her some hope of survival.

He saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, he suddenly had the idea of taking her away, he planned everything outside the palace, but when he mixed into the palace again, he learned the bad news that she fell into the river.

He always remembered how much rain had fallen that day, how long he had been in the mass grave, and how many rotten corpses he had picked up before finding her.

That day, he hugged her cold and blue corpse and swore fiercely that he must let the negative emperor survive and not die!

Curling smoke, he couldn't shake away those painful memories of Su Mu, and his five fingers clenched under his sleeves, he had already made up his mind.