The area around the empty valley is extremely lively these days, and from time to time I hear the news that someone wants to break in, but no one can reach the valley smoothly, all of them are blocked out of the valley, or killed by the outside organs, but I didn't expect that there was still a fish that slipped through the net and was caught.

"Qiqi Valley Lord, a woman who broke into the valley was caught outside." A male disciple in the empty valley reported respectfully to the empty space.

"Why didn't you report this matter to the blue coat? Just let him handle it! Kong Liu is standing in the study at this moment, and the portrait of his deceased wife Huo Xijun is hanging in front of him, which is lifelike, and it can be seen that the person who painted is very attentive.

"The blue-clothed envoy is also present, and it was he who asked the disciple to come and tell you, saying that it was the woman......" The disciple's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.

"There is something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Sora looked at the person in the painting and remembered the old days, he really missed her, but now he can only think about people with paintings.

"Valley Lord, the blue-clothed messenger said that the woman looks like the person in the Valley Lord's painting, and I want to ask the Valley Lord to check it out for himself!" The disciple explained the reason, he knew that the valley lord attached great importance to the person in the painting, and did not dare to say more.

After a pause, he turned around, "Is this true?" Is there such a resemblance? ”

"Valley master, it's true. Did the disciples see it with their own eyes? The disciple said eagerly.

Before the disciple finished speaking, the empty figure flashed, and the person was gone.

There are two people who are most important in Kuro's life, one is his dead wife, and the other is his daughter outside the valley. The two of them can be said to be his biggest weakness, and they are also his fatal death hole. Although he knew that there might be deception, his longing for his wife had gone deep into his bones, even if it was a small thought, and he wanted to see the face that could only be seen in a dream, not the person in the painting. He wanted to see what it looked like, what kind of person he was.

"Valley Lord!" Lan Yi led a few disciples of the valley to the air, and several of them surrounded a woman in white, but no one moved, the woman was injured by the mechanism in the valley, and she was hit by an arrow in the leg, and the blood was gushing out, which looked so shocking on the white dress.

Kongliu slowly walked towards the woman, at this time, he didn't notice a flash of darkness in the eyes of the blue-clothed person behind him, nor did he see the worry in the eyes of the other disciples, he only saw the woman in white, who looked almost exactly the same as Huo Xijun.

Soru walked very slowly, for fear of scaring her, and even more afraid that she would suddenly disappear like in her own dreams, and there would be no trace of her.

"Xijun, is that you?" Soru looked at the familiar face, his fingers trembling slightly, wanting to touch it, but he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear.

"You've mistaken someone!" The woman in white said coldly. The pain in her leg was heartbreaking, but she didn't say a word, stubbornly holding her mouth, and looking at Sora coldly.

Soru sighed, and leisurely sealed the acupoints around her wound, and then sealed her sleeping hole together with electricity, for fear that she would be in unbearable pain when dealing with the wound, and he couldn't bear to see her in pain. He carefully picked her up from the ground, the temperature in his hand made his heart shake slightly, when he held Xijun's cold body, the cold feeling was still like that every night, so that he woke up in the middle of the night, and then habitually looked at his side, the familiar person had left him. He thought that he would never see her again in this life, and that he would only meet her again when he died, and maybe he would never see her again in the next life.

He looked down at the woman in white in his arms, the familiar face, the warm body temperature, made him reluctant to withdraw his hand, to be able to see her again, even if he knew that the person was not the real her, he was content.

The woman in white on the bed slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look outside, the white curtains rolled up to both sides, the surroundings were very quiet, and then took a closer look, the gray robe sat quietly on a chair not far from the bed, looking at her with a torch.

She felt a pang in her heart and wanted to sit up. But his legs did not obey him, and he had no strength in his body, so he could only lie down in frustration again.

"Who are you? Why do you look so similar to Xijun? Sora got up and walked to the table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, brought it to the woman in white, helped her up, and carefully fed her to drink.

Between the lightning and flint, the woman who looked extremely delicate a moment ago struck like lightning at this moment, and a dagger that she got out of nowhere stabbed into the air fiercely. Kuroku turned around to avoid the dagger, and with a backhand wave, the woman fell to the other end of the bed like a rag doll, already fainting.

No matter how fast he flashed, he was also scratched by the dagger on his hand, and blood immediately poured out. He glanced at the woman who had fainted on the bed, and there was deep disappointment and pain in his eyes. She is not a cherished gentleman, cherished monarch will not be willing to hurt him half a point, that smiling woman, he will never see each other again in this life, it is his own magic barrier, knowing that it is impossible, but he still misses it. He closed his eyes in pain, two crystal tears sliding down his eyes.

"Someone! Call the blue coat! Soru shouted out the door.

When the blue coat brought the woman to the torture hall for interrogation, the woman had already died violently. It is said that he was hit by a strong poison, and the poison occurred in less than a quarter of an hour. Who is that woman? Who sent it? What exactly is the purpose? What is the conspiracy of the other side? None of this is known.

The wound on the empty hand was found to be unhealed the next day, and there was no pain or itching around it, but the wound became deeper and deeper, and overnight, the bones were visible but people did not feel pain. Sora Liu's heart tightened, and he shot to stop the acupuncture points of his entire arm, but it seemed that it was a little late. He found that the internal force in the depths of his dantian could no longer be condensed, and a black shadow had appeared in front of him, and he could no longer exert his strength with all his strength. It seems that this time he is really in the hands of others, he has always felt that there are people in the valley who have fornicated with outsiders, but because there is no evidence that cannot be made public, now it seems that those people have clearly felt his weaknesses, and they have also been beaten by snakes, and they are in the middle of the point. He slumped into his chair, this time in a catastrophe.

He thought of his daughter outside the valley, and now that he was in such a situation, it seemed a bit of a luxury to see her one last time, but he couldn't let her come back to adventure, and no matter what, he had to keep her safe, so that he could be worthy of his dead wife.

"Xijun, don't worry, even if I die, it won't hurt our daughter a little bit. Over the years, it was I who had been too merciful to leave a woe for our daughter. Even if I'm dead, I don't have the face to see you, Xijun! The empty face was pale and disheartened. Over the years, everything he has done for the sake of the martial arts people has been easily broken, and he still underestimates the greed of human nature. They are so crazy that they can't stand the slightest test, and for their own benefit, they easily erase everything he has paid. At this moment, his incomparable remorse brought a crisis to his daughter.

Holding his breath and paying full attention, he picked up the pen on the table and gently sharpened the ink. He wrote a total of two letters, one letter for one of his most trusted disciples to be sent to the ethereal outside the valley, and one letter for the ethereal personal maid to keep safe, in case the letter outside the valley was not delivered and the ethereal returned to the valley, there was another letter that could let her know the truth. Both things were done in secrecy and were not discovered for the time being.

After explaining the matter, there are already some signs of running out of oil at this moment. He straightened his clothes and walked slowly to a small house where the spiritual seat of his wife, Huo Xijun, hung a portrait of a lifelike person, striking resemblance to the woman in white who attacked him. He looked at the portrait, his hand rubbing lightly over it, delicately drawing the man's face.

"Xijun, I'm coming to accompany you! You have been waiting by the bridge for a long time, my reputation has been ruined in your own hands, and I am really shameless to face you again. Now I only hope that our daughter can spend her life safely, and what Jianghu martial arts will have nothing to do with her in the future. I was wrong, I wasn't as capable as I thought I was, and I disappointed you. Xijun, I'm tired! I miss you so much! The empty breath became weaker and weaker, and at the last moment, he remained by his wife's side until the next day, when he was discovered.

Who in this world can kill the void without knowing it? What kind of poison did he not know? A generation of heroes died like this, which shocked everyone in the martial arts.

Kuru didn't know that the letter he asked him to send didn't reach Ethereal's hand, because the person who delivered the letter didn't even get to the outside of the valley and let people kill him, Ethereal had been rushing back to Sora Valley for several days, and she was in a hurry, and she hadn't heard the news that Soruu was dead for the time being. The news in the valley can no longer be sent, and at this moment, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and the world-famous empty valley may really turn into air at any time.