There was no response, and the white ghost gradually stopped talking, and retreated from the small wooden window a little sluggishly.

The was a little reluctant, and wanted to say something more, but was pulled aside by the white ghost, and the two figures took one last look at the dim light in the room, and seemed to be ready to leave.

It's just that when he turned around, the people in the room spoke, and the voice was a little hoarse, indescribably lonely, with a bit of a miserable laugh: "Impermanence, the old acquaintances you can find in this yang world are at least me, but what about my old acquaintances, you tell me, where to find ......"

The fluttering figure of the black and white ghost outside the door paused indifferently, not knowing how to answer.

The people in the house said to themselves: "The third master asked me, where are those people, how do I know where they are...... A few years ago, I was here before, I promised the third master before leaving, I would come back, but I came back, I was alone, impermanence, and when the living people died, no one remembered them......"

The black and white ghost Mu stood for a long time, and his tone was complicated: "So you have to live well is ......"

The people in the room were a little emotionally unstable, with only heavy panting.

"We brothers, we are here, you always have to ask what happened!" The white devil looked up, and saw that the people in the room did not say no, and finally opened his mouth hesitantly: "It's not because of the things that came out of the Hades Division......

The people in the room chuckled: "What, you cut off that pen and want to settle accounts with me?" ”

Bai Gui'er's face was gloomy: "If it is all cut off by you, it will be broken if it is broken, but do you still remember, the kid surnamed Yuan back then?" ”

The people in the room were a little puzzled: "The boy surnamed Yuan? ”

The white devil spit out two words word by word: "Qin Ling!" ”

Bang, the dilapidated shop, the closed wooden door slammed open, the force was too great, and the two doors creaked and shook off a layer of dust.

The black and white devil took a slight step back and glanced at each other: "The other pen in that kid's hand, you may have seen it, Leng Qi, if you stand up tonight, I'm afraid, that kid will inevitably follow in your footsteps after all......"

The entire silent alley was suddenly filled with a murderous intent, which didn't know where it came from, only an extremely suppressed roar: "Thief God, for the so-called karmic reincarnation, how many more people do you have to force to die......"

The black and white devil seemed to let out a long breath: "That kid is probably not less than you, once he is contaminated...... You think clearly......"

The young man's eyes were a little red, and his smile was a little hideous: "If the sky wants to be, I will not let it be!" I know that you two brothers are provoking me, but impermanence, you remember, there are people in the world who are afraid of death, everyone can say that they are afraid of death and are afraid of being implicated, but only I am cold, even if the bones of this body are broken into slag, I will grit my teeth and not say a word of fear! ”

The black and white devil didn't dare to look at his eyes, so he had to prevaricate in a hurry, and said: "This place is thousands of miles away from there, and my brothers and sisters are fine, but you can't get there, you have to think of some way......"

The young man looked at the black and white ghost coldly: "Then hook my soul to ......"

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Liao River Bank.

Mo Feng ignored the monstrous aura that permeated the Three Buddha Temples, he was still alive at this moment, and it was already a miracle in the eyes of everyone on the side, the blood of the person had dried up to this point, and the blade of the wound was pulled out, and the blood in his heart was gushing again.

Ah Xun looked at Mo Typhoon, and the meaning was unknown: "Is it worth it?" In order to stop me, exhaust all your blood! How can you kill me like this? ”

Mo Feng shook and lifted the messy hair in front of him, turned his withered face, glanced at the small black wooden coffin on the altar of the Three Buddhas Hall that was poured dark red by his own blood, and tried to open his eyes: "Although I don't know where this thing came from, it is always the stuff of my Motai Sword Family, and my Motai family will be extinct, how dare I let this thing harm the world in front of my eyes...... Ah Xun, I was wrong. ”

Ah Xun smiled rarely, and asked Mo Typhoon: "Is it wrong to be overpowered?" ”

Mo Tai also smiled, shook his head slightly, and when he smiled happily, he stood at his feet with his hand and sword, and hissed: "Why don't you measure your strength, the seven styles of the sword seal of the Ming King of the Motai family, the shape of the sword in the sheath, and the sword in the heart rather than in the body, Ah Xun, I still don't know what weird you have, but since you have the heart to covet the things stored in the ancestral hall of my Motai Sword Family for generations, then it has some relationship with my Motai Sword Family." Then you should know that from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many catastrophes have been born, and how many famous sects have been annihilated, and my Motai family can survive to this day, there is our own reason, you overestimate yourself, and also underestimate my Motai clan, you say that my Motai sword family is beyond our strength, but you don't know, my Motai family will die, but I lost to the red gauze phoenix crown A Xun, not you......"

The broken blade sank into the earth, the remnants of the body wailed and wept, the Xuantie sword body trembled lightly and buzzed, and a pale golden ripple suddenly appeared on the surface, like a thin but extremely solid barrier, even with the surging monstrous aura of the Three Buddha Palace.

The sword-blown Motai hair shirt flew and hunted.

Ah Xun's brows furrowed slightly, and he stood with his fingers twisted, until the ink typhoon handprint changed for the first time, and a hint of surprise flashed in Ah Xun's eyes.

It was not only Ah Xun who was surprised, but someone on the side was puzzled: "Although this sword technique is mysterious, why does the sword qi not have half a killing intent, I have never seen such a clear sword rhyme!" I heard rumors that the sword of the Motai swordsman is like a rainbow, breaking through all the evils in the world......"

"What else, either, this person has run out of oil and the lamp is dry, and the sword strength is not enough to reach the heyday, or or, the rumors of the Motai Sword Family are untrue, and the last possibility, maybe this person has no killing intent in his heart at all......"

As if to refute this person's words, before the words fell, the clear sword qi in the sky seemed to be like autumn wind and rain, and it was cold in an instant, and Qin's heart was cold.

"By the order of the heavens, the ghost of Pudu, the sword momentum rises to the sky, and the evil ...... cannot be crossed" Mo Feng closed his eyes, and the broken sword under his feet seemed to come to life, and one after another sword-like phantoms sank into the surface, like a ghost crack, and the blue-purple sword qi turned into a spider web on the ground.

Mo Typhoon turned his hand and stroked the sword body, but a hot tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes: "Motai sword, the king of the Ming Dynasty has a seal of the sky, turning the doom into a doom, killing the evil of resentment...... Since that year, the old Taoist surnamed Zhang instructed me to make the sword of the Ming King of the Motai family seal the seven styles of the sword, and the ancestor of the Motai sword family has been trained, whoever holds the sword must not be merciful in the world, can not indulge in all the evils in the world, can not kill and stand up, can not indulge in the evil of the heart, only killing and forgiveness coexist, it is the way of the eternal gentleman of swordsmanship......"

When Mo Typhoon muttered these words in a low voice, the young man behind the black and white ghost on the bank of the Liao River fell to the ground with tears in his eyes......

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