In the main hall of the Tianxia Society, Bu Jingyun covered his broken arm, and walked towards Kong Ci's wooden coffin with a pale face.

And looking at Kong Ci, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep in the open coffin, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand covering his broken arm and gently caress Kong Ci's face.

The guards and guests in the main hall were all outside the hall, and looking at the empty helm of the world, Bu Jingyun leaned on the coffin, and suddenly felt that it would be quite good if he died in this familiar place.

"Cloud Hall Master, Cloud Hall Master!"

Just as the blood flowed out and Bu Jingyun felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, the call of heaven suddenly sounded in his ears.

This voice feels so familiar, as if the first voice I heard when I was taken out of Bujiazhuang ten years ago.

"Daddy, do you say that martial arts are important, or is a good sword important?"

"Daddy, I will definitely become a good swordsmith in the future, and let everyone compete for the sword I forged!"

"Yun'er, let's go, remember, the peerless sword forged by Daddy will definitely not be able to open the sword without the bloodline of our Bu family"

Bu Jingyun closed his eyes, thinking of his father, and also remembered the oath he made when he was a young man to become a swordsmith.

"Cloud Hall Master, are you okay!"

With a call, Bu Jingyun felt that his mouth had been opened, and then a small round ball with a strange fragrance was stuffed into his mouth.

The small round ball in his mouth melted into his mouth, turning into a cloud of heat and heading towards all parts of Bu Jingyun's body, causing Bu Jingyun, who was already a little dizzy, to regain consciousness.

"Wen ugly ugly!"

With an elixir in his stomach, Bu Jingyun felt that he was much better, and he had some strength in his body.

"Wen Chouhou, why are you here!" Bu Jingyun knew that he couldn't sleep now, so he endured the sleepiness in his head and struggled to stand up.

"If I don't come, you'll die, I watched you grow up, and the reason why this time is like this is because of Xiongba's single-handedly planned, the purpose is to force the three of you brothers to turn against each other!"

Wen Chou, dressed in a white costume, secretly looked outside the main hall, and hurriedly helped Bu Jingyun up.

"You go quickly, now that the Sword Master is here, Xiongba doesn't dare to be distracted, otherwise you won't be able to leave in a while!" Wen Chouchou said, and wanted to help Bu Jingyun escape from the back door of the main hall.

"No, I can't go, I want to be with Kong Ci, I'm going to take her out of here!"

Bu Jingyun, who was supported by Wen Chou, suddenly pushed Wen Chouchou away, and lay on Kong Ci's wooden coffin as soon as his feet were soft.

"You're crazy, how can you take Miss away like this!"

At this time, Wen Chou's face was in a cold sweat, you must know that with the current state of shock, a random disciple who rushed in could capture him. And the reason why no one entered the hall for so long was just because of the arrival of the Sword Saint and the confidence of Xiongba in his own vitality.

"I, I can do it"

Bu Jingyun took a deep breath, stood firmly in front of Kong Ci's coffin, and hugged the coffin with only one right arm.

"I can, I can definitely take Kong Ci away, I can, I'm Bu Jingyun, I can do it!"

Bu Jingyun said in a messy tone, and then gritted his teeth and suddenly forced, sandwiching the wooden coffin weighing four hundred catties under his arm and pulling it up.

Holding up the four-hundred-pound wooden coffin, there was no problem for Bu Jingyun, who was not injured, but now Bu Jingyun resisted a three-point return to vitality, and constantly broke an arm, even the body itself suffered serious internal injuries.

One step, two steps, three steps

Bu Jingyun gritted his teeth and walked out step by step, and with each step, the blood in the broken arm dripped down, drawing a blood line on the ground.

As if he didn't realize it, he staggered towards the back door of the main hall, making Wen Chougou on the side both relieved and worried.

At this moment, Bu Jingyun had only one thought in his heart, that is, to take Kong Ci away, leave here, and leave this sad place.

"Cloud Hall Master, go quickly, the guards behind have been transferred by me, and you will never come back after leaving here."

Wen Chouchou stood on the back door of the main hall, looking at the back of Bu Jingyun leaving, with a reluctant face. But he couldn't help it, because he wanted to leave behind the chasing soldiers who had misled the reaction, and give the clouds a respite.

"Wen Chou, thank you!" The footsteps of Bu Jingyun left paused, and he said without looking back.

"Thank you, you guys I grew up watching, how many years can I live as a sissy!" Wen Chouchou whispered, and then immediately turned around and ran towards the main hall after the figure of Bu Jingyun disappeared.

There was a crowd of people outside the main hall, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang were all sitting on the ground with the support of their disciples to heal their injuries, while Xiongba was standing on the stone steps, staring at the sword saint in front of him.

"Wen is ugly and ugly, and he is shocked!" Looking at Wen Chouhou, who ran out of the main hall, Qin Shuang stopped to heal his injuries, opened his eyes and asked a little depressed.

"It's dead, the gang leader's martial arts are so powerful, Bu Jingyun has already died!"

Hearing Qin Shuang's words, Wen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a smile.

"Senior Brother Yun, why are you so troubled!" After hearing the news of Bu Jingyun's death, Nie Feng opened his eyes suddenly, then shook his head and closed them gently.

"Bu Jingyun is dead! Well dead, good dead! ”

Xiongba, who was confronting the Sword Master, laughed, thinking that he had changed his life against the sky and killed Bu Jingyun, so what else is there to swim in shallow water, this world must be his own.

Xiongba laughed, and looking at Xiongba, who couldn't stop laughing, the Sword Master stroked his beard and said softly; "My daughter died the day before yesterday, and my apprentice died today. If I were you, I wouldn't be happy! ”

"You!" Xiongba was furious when he heard this, but the smile on his face was gone.

"Helper, my subordinates only saw a pool of blood in the main hall. Bu Jingyun is gone, and the young lady has also been taken away! ”

Just when Xiongba was thinking about whether to make a move, suddenly a guard ran out of the main hall, obviously after Wen Chouchou came out, Xiongba sent in to investigate the truth.

"What!" Xiongba's face was ugly, and he turned his head to look at Wen Chou in the crowd.

"What, ran, how could it be! Yes, it must have been killed by the frightening clouds! Come on, follow me! ”

Before Wen Chouchou could speak, he immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and rushed into the main hall without saying a word with dozens of disciples.

"Hmph" Xiongba snorted coldly, and didn't think much about it. After all, Wen Chouchou has followed him for decades, and Xiongba only said that Wen Chouchou was negligent for a while, and he couldn't escape from this world if he wanted to take a step and suffer his own tricks.

Wen Chouchou led people to the main hall, and after arriving in the main hall, the disciples in the World Association looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and without saying a word, they wanted to chase after the bloodstains.

"Stop"

Wen Chougu snorted coldly, holding the iconic round fan in his hand, and walked in front of these disciples and reprimanded; "You stupid people, the blood stains on the ground are obviously a ploy to attack the west, if he really ran away from here, how can there be such an obvious clue for you!"

"What do you mean, sir!" The disciples looked back and forth, then lowered their heads and asked.

"There are two back doors in the apse, one leading to the bottom of the hill and the other to our gate. This art of war is false, but it is real, and it is virtual. That step was so badly injured, he must be hiding here, waiting for me to look like a fool under the mountain! ”

After Wen Chouchou finished speaking, he shook the fan in his hand and walked towards the bloodless passage.

"What are you doing in a daze! The most dangerous place is the safest! Wen Chouchou looked back at the disciples standing in place with dissatisfaction, and said with a lesson.

"This!" The disciples hesitated, and then remembered that Wen Chou was the director of the Tianxia Society, so they couldn't help but bow their heads and shouted out that the adults were wise, and dozens of people rushed to the passage leading to the Tianxia Society's residence.

Dozens of people walked towards the passage in a mighty manner, while Wen Chouchou shook his fan and sighed deeply.

"Alas, children will always grow up. It seems that from now on, this way will depend on yourselves! ”

Wen is ugly and smart, but Xiongba is not stupid. After today's incident, Wen Chouchou believed that even if he was not executed, he would no longer be able to help the three of them.

"That's it, that's it!" Wen Chouchou looked at the disciples who ran out, then gently locked the door and returned to the outside of the main hall.

"Wen Chouhou, why are you back again!" At this time, Qin Shuang had already finished his exercise and stood up, and Nie Feng also suppressed the injury.

"I'm just a civil official, and I won't participate in this chasing thing, otherwise I will be a disadvantage!"

Wen Chou walked to Qin Shuang's side with a grin, then took the hands of the two of them and retreated to the back.

"Wen Chouhou, the master is confronting the Sword Master, what are you pulling us here for!" Nie Feng and Qin Shuang, who didn't know why, were pulled to the side of the main hall by Wen Chouchou, looking at him for unknown reasons.

"You two come with me, I have something to explain to you!" Wen Chouchou didn't answer, but looked out carefully.

Wen Chouchou is the great housekeeper of the Tianxia Society, and Nie Feng and Qin Shuang are both hall masters. Therefore, before this male tyrant spoke, whether it was the disciples of the Tianxia Association or those masters, they did not dare to block the three of them in the slightest.

"If you have anything, just say it, we'll go and help the master later!" Qin Shuang first showed an impatient look, breaking free from Wen Chou's pull.

"You guys!" Wen Chou's face was anxious, and then he said softly; "Do you remember the mud bodhisattva two hall masters?"

"Of course, the mud bodhisattva was snatched away, and the master still blames us!" Qin Shuang nodded and said with some concern.

"The person who snatched the mud bodhisattva is Xiongba, and he is still plotting against Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and this step is the ghost of Xiongba! He's just using you, but you don't know anything! Wen Chou's face was anxious, but his expression didn't look like a fake.

"I don't believe it, the master is as kind to me as a mountain, that year Nanlin Sword Head competed with my father, if it wasn't for the master who saved me in the end, I would have died in Lingyun Cave a long time ago!" Nie Feng shook his head again and again, and said in disbelief.

"What Lingyun Cave, the Huolin Sword is the sword of the Xiongba, and the person who competes with your father is the Xiongba, and he has an anonymous title outside, that is the head of the Nanlin Sword! Okay, come with me, while the male bully can't get out, I'll take you to meet someone, and you will understand everything when you see that person! ”

Wen Chouchou ran all the way, and Nie Feng and the others followed, the three of them went around from the path to the back mountain, and when Wen Chouchou stopped, they arrived at the place where Xiongba used to retreat.

Coming to the stone cave where Xiongba was retreating, Wen Chouchou skillfully opened the mechanism and walked inside with Nie Feng and Qin Shuang.

The three of them walked through the passage all the way, and when they reached the end, Wen Chouchou pushed open the stone door, and they saw the mud bodhisattva who had been separated for a long time.

At this time, the mud bodhisattva really responded to the words that he couldn't protect, and he didn't know what he provoked Xiongba, and he was actually chained to the stone wall by Xiongba, only the rotten sores made Qin Shuang and the others recognize him.

"Hall Master Qin, Hall Master Feng, it's been a long time!"

The smile on the face of the mud bodhisattva, although he was in a difficult situation, his leisurely appearance was no different from when the two of them first met him.

"Mud Bodhisattva, it's really you! The masked man" Nie Feng and the others were shocked, and now thinking back to the battle with the masked man that day, the two suddenly realized why there was a familiar feeling that day.

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang stayed under Xiongba's hands for ten years, although Xiongba was masked that day, and the martial arts he used were also big, but the two still felt familiar. However, this familiarity was pressed in the hearts of the two, and the two didn't want to, and they didn't want to think about it.

No one knew what the four of them said in the secret room, and when Qin Shuang and the two returned to the World Meeting, the Sword Saint had already left, and the male tyrant who saw him again, the black hair on his head was gone, leaving only bright eyes and a more domineering spirit than before.

Steel is not refined, and it will be broken when it encounters setbacks. Xiongba is not mortal, and after the setback, he is even more domineering than before.

"Master!" Qin Shuang knelt down on one knee, and then looked at Nie Feng, who was still standing beside him, Qin Shuang pulled his clothes and made him kneel down as well.

"You're back!"

Xiongba didn't ask where the three of them went, nor did he say what was going on. Because at this time, Xiongba's face was tired, although the look in his eyes was even worse, but his spirit was exhausted.

"Master, Senior Brother Yun, he"

Before Qin Shuang's words were finished, Xiongba waved his hand, stood up from the crystal chair, and looked at the word "Tianxia" behind him motionlessly.

"The world!" Xiongba sighed, and then said to Wen Chougou beside him; "Tear it down, how can I hang it now!"

The "helper" Wen Chou was ugly and ugly, so he didn't dare to step forward for a while.

"Since Bu Jingyun is gone, then let him go, just bring Kong Ci back!"

Xiongba lowered his head, his hands behind his back, his white hair fluttering in the wind, and gradually walked towards the back.

"The helper seems to be a little different!" Looking at the disappearing hero, Wen Chougu said to Qin Shuang.

"We're different, aren't we?" Qin Shuang didn't answer, but asked rhetorically

Outside Leshan, Yu Yue, the unicorn arm, was kneeling on the ground at this time, and Chu Chu on the side was worried by his father's side.

"Ever since I developed the unicorn arm, this left arm has become less like mine, and it has to have seizures every day and every night, which makes me miserable!"

Yu Yue looked at his left hand in a cold sweat, at this time his left hand was red as a whole, and the unicorn tattoo on it seemed to come to life.

"Daddy, we don't want this hand, my daughter doesn't want to see you in such pain every day!"

Chu Chu couldn't stop crying, because every time the Qilin arm attacked, Yu Yue's heart would hurt, and Yu Yue, who was more of a doctor than a martial artist, had never used this theoretically powerful Qilin arm.

Qilin Arm Yu Yue, although this title highlights the existence of the Qilin Arm, but when people hear this name, they only think of Yu Yue's medical skills, not his martial arts.

The identity of a generation of miracle doctors makes Yu Yue proud, and with the word "miracle doctor" brings the respect and eagerness of the world, Yu Yue never has to kill people by himself, because most of the patients he treats are martial artists, and the circle of martial artists is big, small and small, he is a face-saving person.

"My unicorn arm is extremely powerful, it would be a pity to give it up like this! Wait, sooner or later, someone who needs him will come to me! ”

Yu Yue wiped the cold sweat on his face, took a sip of water, and said with some unwillingness.

"Hey, there's a coffin in front of you!" Seeing that Yu Yue was fine, Chu Chu raised his head and looked around, and at a glance he saw a mahogany coffin, which was being placed under a big tree on the side of the road at the moment.

"Daddy, you can rest first, I'll go over there and see what's going on." After Kong Ci finished speaking, it didn't mean that Yue agreed, and even jumped towards the coffin.

Looking at Chu Chu who ran away, Yu Yue shook his head, then looked down at his left hand and stood up from the ground.

"Daddy, come on, someone is hurt here!"

Listening to Chu Chu's words, Yu Yue hurriedly stepped forward, and at a glance saw a young man, lying behind the coffin with an unknown life and death.

"This man looks familiar!" Yu Yue took two steps forward, and while checking the person's injuries, he took out the herbs he had brought with him.

"Daddy, this person is the handsome guy who carries the coffin to the world! Listening to those martial arts people, he seems to be called Bu Jingyun, and he is the master of the Feiyun Hall in the world! Chu Chu looked at this person's appearance, and after thinking for a while, he remembered his identity.

Yu Yue shook his head, and kept mashing the herbs and falling into the Broken Arm Mountain, then took out a porcelain bottle and poured a red pill into his hand.

"Daddy, this elixir was refined with great difficulty, we don't know if he is a good person yet, so you can give it to him!" Looking at the red pill in Yu Yue's hand, Chu Chu had a look of pity on his face.

"Good people can become bad, bad people can become good. We save a life is a life, just save people, good or bad! ”

Yu Yue has seen too many changes in human feelings in his life, so in his opinion, only saving people is the first place, and whether the people he saves is good or bad is not something that he should think about now.

In this way, Bu Jingyun, who lost his left hand in the World Meeting, met Yu Yue, the Qilin arm, and looking at Bu Jingyun's resolute face, Yu Yue also looked down at his left arm.