Mo Han and Jian Chen have nothing to do in the past few days, saying that they will leave Dingjun Pass, and the two of them have inspected Dingjun Pass back and forth many times.

Although there was a Zhuge Ying at the door who was wearing Tai Chi clothes and was good at setting up a large array, he could look down at the door, and the two were still afraid of the dragon lurking in the abyss.

If the 750,000 army of the king of the town is reversed, and the blitzkrieg god of war Bai Rong on the north wing should be the forward god of war Lian Sheng, coupled with the mysterious Taiji suit god of war Zhuge Ying to set up a large array, once the military pass is forcibly attacked, it is really difficult to say whether it will be defended or not.

From the overall situation, it is inferred that the king of the town will not do this, but no one dares to rule out the possibility of one in ten thousand.

The Shatuo tribe has fallen, and if the Dingjun Pass is broken, the North Gate Pass will also be broken. At the moment when the army was approaching the last line of defense of the Sword Sect Pass, what could the Sword Shrine Mountain and the Thirty-six Peaks do even if they stood up permanently, and one move would be a great battle for the world to be subverted.

The king of the town would definitely not do this, but it didn't mean that Xuanyuan Long, who was jumping off the wall in a hurry, couldn't think of any bad moves.

In addition to checking for any loopholes in their defenses, Mo Han and Jianchen also discussed the route and plan to secretly go to the Little Sword Shrine Cave, as well as any unexpected situations they might encounter.

This is to go to the den to pull out the tiger's teeth, the other party wishes that someone would come to the door to die, and when he greets him, he will not be polite for half a minute, and the killing move is essential.

Be cautious, be careful, and if you don't tense your nerves, you will probably never have a chance to pay attention again.

Jianchen sent someone to send a message to Jianzuka Mountain, so that Jianxue could study and improve the heavy crossbow. Mo Han said to build another 10,000 heavy crossbows, and Jian Chen simply asked people to build another 5,000 crossbows, and in the future, if he really wants to follow Mo Han out of the Sword Sect Realm, he will definitely use it in the hinterland of the Shenlong Dynasty.

In addition, Jianchen also gave Jian Xue a mysterious note.

This time going to Xiaojian Tomb Cave and Sky Peak is an extremely dangerous thing, if something happens, Jianchen will be guilty of the three sisters-in-law of the Mo Han family if he dies.

Therefore, he made Jian Xue cry and scream with a dead face, and he also asked the third master to send some masters among the masters of the Sword King to come out.

How important the sword spirit is, Jian Chen really doesn't have much of an idea. But no matter what, he can't let Mo Han have any accidents.

The main hall of the Sword Sect is decided by the third master, and the relationship between the third master and the sword sect king of the thirty-six peaks is similar to that between Jian Chen and Mo Han.

It's no problem to pick out some people from the Sword King of the Protector Clan or the Thirty-Six Peaks, right? Jianchen must be fine, Jian Xue is the most favored in the clan, it depends on whether Jian Xue is crying enough.

The eighteen pillars of the peak resemble the Optimus Divine Sword, and the endless sea of towering ancient forests is covered with a layer of snow. The sea of snow rises eastward like a wave and extends to the pillar peak of Kenzuka Mountain.

The main hall of the Sword Clan is located at the foot of the Sword Mound Mountain, and from a distance, it looks like a temple suspended in the air, and the sword aura is ancient and majestic.

The Sword Clan Hall does not see too many figures walking around, giving people a feeling of emptiness, ancient and mystery.

Under the corridor on the west side of the main hall, Sha Qi and Jian Xue Fu Railing look at the endless sea of snow. The vermilion pillars next to them were thicker and taller than hundreds of years old trees, and the two white-clothed villains looked extremely small.

Sha Qi stood at the door of the main hall every day and looked west at Dingjun Pass, his face was calm and his heart was bitter. Jian Xue thought of a way to divert Shaqi's attention, so she pulled her to the west corridor to look at the sea of snow.

Jian Xue didn't show Jian Chen's secret note to Sha Qi, for fear of aggravating her worries.

It's just that it's useless to roll around with Sha Qi on his back and hold his neck and not let go, the third master still used the calm and majestic tone he used when he dealt with the major affairs of the Sword Sect, and said: "The Thirty-six Peaks and the Hidden Sword King of the Sword Clan must never leave the Sword Sect Pass again, and the major events in the world cannot be ruined because of the Sword Sect." ”

Jian Xue didn't understand the internal reasons for what the third master said, and she also knew that the third master had carefully and carefully considered what he said.

But she was still angry, she snorted three times in a row, and pretended to grimace and stuck out her tongue and teeth to express her inner dissatisfaction.

What if Jianchen and Mo Han can't come back! Sha Qi knows that Mo Han will be heartbroken after the accident, will he look for a short view! It is very likely that he will find a short view, and it is more painful not to find a short time than to die!

However, the third master lowered his eyes and was indifferent, and Jian Xue could see that he was calm and hidden a mood that ordinary people could not feel.

Jian Xue pulled the railing with both hands, shook her body back and forth, and pretended to smile easily: "Little sister-in-law, don't worry, Jian Chen and Brother Mo Han have already killed Xuanyuan Long's wave of 200,000 troops, and our Sword Sect will lose casualties." Jianchen said that it was all Brother Mo Han's plan, it was really powerful!"

Sha Qi was looking straight ahead, his eyes that had been dark for many days suddenly lit up, and he asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Aang!"

Jian Xue lightly picked her chin and responded with great affirmation.

"Did Jian Chen say when they will come back?" Sha Qi happily held Jian Xue's arm with both hands.

Jian Xue still put her hands on the railing, looking at Sha Qi's excited eyes, wanting to make up some reason but not wanting to deceive Sha Qi, telling her the truth but couldn't.

She hesitated slightly, Sha Qi understood, moved the corners of her mouth unnaturally, swallowed her throat, and her eyes were blurred.

No matter how difficult it was when she was in the Celestial Dragon Clan, she didn't suffer like this. Because she believed that Mo Han would definitely take her out of the Heavenly Dragon Clan.

came out, and her longing for going to the Mo tribe was shattered. I even thought about how to greet Ye Aya when I saw her, hoping to tell Ye Aya about interesting things in the Tianlong Clan, and I also hoped that the eldest sister Xiao Qing would also return to the Mo clan to live a peaceful and stable life.

Three thatched houses, enough, no longer expect anything.

But Mo Han did not return to the Mo Clan, and when he came to the Sword Sect, he encountered danger again. Every step he takes, he steps on the line of life and death, he is very worried about him, and he feels very sorry for him. For fear of waving goodbye and never seeing each other again.

She knew that Mo Han was going to send her back to the Shatuo Clan, even if she went back to see her home, greeted her relatives but fulfilled her adoptive father's wishes, and then took her back to the Mo Clan. This is the fulfillment of her life, and it is also a tribute to the death of her adoptive father.

But she sometimes thinks that if she returns to the Shatuo clan and burns down the Shatuo clan's main hall, she will do evil and create evil for the common people.

Mo Han took her across the Tianlong River, broke out of the Shenlong Temple, and flew over the Longji Mountain Range. I don't know how many mountains are going to be turned over, and how many people are covering up and killing all over the world.

Sha Qi sometimes wants to point to the sky, endlessly!

Sha Qi calmed down, dipped his finger in his eyes, and said lightly: "I'll wait for him." ”

Jian Xue was stunned by Sha Qi's faint words, she was of the same age, how could she feel that her heart was like an ocean and she couldn't make waves, she was a little pale as paper, thin and ignorant.

Jian Xue looked sideways at the Sword Shrine Mountain, which towered into the sky, and a simple sentence made the oath that seemed like the eternal towering of the Sword Shrine Mountain dimmed.

At the corner of the corridor, a white-bearded old man was dressed plainly, and the green clothes had faded and turned white for I don't know how many years he had worn them. The slightly thin body, the back is straight and very tough, and there is nothing special like an ordinary old man.

He is the third master in the mouths of Jian Chen and Jian Xue.

Looking at the two little girls in white from afar, each wrinkle was full of love, she turned around with her hands behind her back, and disappeared silently.

In front of the main hall of the Sword Clan, the third master looked up at the first eighteen peaks arranged in a staggered manner.

Every peak is straight into the clouds, even if the sky falls.

The snow is long, and the green pines are vigorous.

He looked north from the southernmost Lingyun Peak, occasionally pausing on one peak and then looking down in turn. It's like making a difficult trade-off, or weighing the weight of the mountain.

It seems calm and indifferent, but the breath has a slight ups and downs like flying snow shaking mountains.

His gaze fell on the northernmost peak. Looking down from the gray mountaintop, I looked at the Batian Peak, which was only about two feet long. I watched a cup of tea from the top to the root of the mountain, and I watched the kung fu of a cup of tea from the root of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The third master nodded, and the white-washed figure of Tsing Yi disappeared silently.

The northernmost to Batian Peak, close to the Shatuo Clan.

No one in the Sword Sect King on the thirty-six peaks knew their names, and only a handful of them knew their outstretched hand.

The King of the Sword Sect of Batian Peak is even more unknown, and he has only one and a half disciples. One disciple is the peak master of Batian Peak, and half of the disciple is Sha Qi's adoptive father, Sha Yi, the supreme guard of the Shatuo clan, and Sha Yi's Deceptive Sword was also taught by him.

In that year, Sha Yi took Sha Qi and Sha Zheng to escape from the Shatuo clan, entered the Sword Sect Realm from the North Gate, and entered the hinterland of the Shenlong Dynasty to meet Mr. Shanglong.

Whether the King of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Peak helped from it, no one knows, and no one can find out.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Sha Yi to lead the escort through the Sword Sect Realm. No one has ever mentioned it, just like the footprints of years ago are long gone.

The top of Batian Peak is covered with snow, and a few sparse pines are piled with thick snow, and the branches are pressed down, which is very vigorous and very simple.

A series of footprints is particularly clear, the third master walked lightly, and his feet fell into the snow two inches, no more, no less.

He walked towards a snowy cottage and looked around in search of a beautiful view.

Outside the door of the cottage stood a thin old man, who was not very old. He was dressed in green clothes, and he was new and verdant against the snow, and he was very energetic.

"King of the Heavenly Sect!"

The third master is like an old friend who has met for a long time, and his heart is happy with the open-minded voice.

There was a black sword in front of the King of the Sword Sect of Batian Peak, the sword surface was more than a foot wide and five fingers thick.

The heavy sword was inserted vertically into the snow, and the hilt of the sword was just as high as the King of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Peak.

The King of the Sword Sect of Deception Peak seemed to have been waiting for a long time, turned around and straightened his chest with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Third brother, I don't accept your sword yesterday!"

"Hahaha! Yesterday, it's been many years! If you don't accept the next time the Thirty-six Peaks Discuss the Sword, I'll let you obey it again! Hahaha!"

The two laughed loudly, leaning forward and back, like when they were young and discussing swords.

"Oh, that's it, judging from the snow falling two inches from your next step, it's difficult!"

The King of the Sword Sect of Deception Peak waved his hand and admitted defeat.

The third master stepped down and fell two inches into the snow to tell the belligerent King of the Sword Sect of Batianfeng that he would be able to enter the ground with two more inches, and the older he was, the more he liked to discuss the sword.

"King of the Heavenly Sect, it's hard work!"

The third master stopped in front of the King of the Sword Sect of Batian Peak and arched his hand.

"The third brother is serious, it was originally a matter of the Shatuo clan, and he was tired of the Sword Sect. ”

The King of the Heavenly Peak Sword Sect said with a smile.

The third master nodded, the thirty-six peak sect kings of the Sword Sect Realm are all brothers, regardless of each other.

The King of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Peak turned to face the heavy sword in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "The princess has arrived at the Sword Sect, go ahead!"

"Yes!"

I don't know when, six Tsing Yi swordsmen appeared around the King of the Sword Sect of Batian Peak and the Third Master, and the plain white vamps and snow seemed to be separated.

They didn't stand in the air, but they respected the two in front of them.

The six sword kings in Tsing Yi took off their green clothes, neatly folded their hands and bowed down in front of the third master.

The third master raised his arms flat, and the six sword kings respectfully put the folded green clothes on the third master's flat arms in turn.

The six sword kings were only left in white clothes and lined up, bowing to the third master and the king of the Sword Sect of Deception Peak.

At the same time, he turned around, and the figure disappeared.

The third master was the king of the Sword Sect of the Deception Peak, and left the Deception Peak with his arms holding six pieces of Sword Sect swordsman Qingyi.

Like an old man in the alleys of the city, he read leisurely: The sun and the moon will last forever, and the wind and sand will send the heroes.

The sun and the moon are long through the ages, and the wind and sand send the heroes...

The voice of the Shatuo tribe's farewell expeditionary sergeant echoed among the mountain peaks.