Mo Xiuyan didn't say anything, maybe Xiao Hua could still hold back a little, but as soon as these words came out, Xiao Hua became angry. A hook is drawn diagonally from the bottom to the top, the backhand cone leaves the palm, and then when the silver cone is grabbed, the cone has become a forehand, pull back a hook, take a step forward, and a cone will be straight out.

Wu Tie on the side saw Xiao Hua slashing a cone, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, thinking that as soon as he swung it out, the kind of force and speed under the high and powerful momentum, Mo Xiuyan could catch it, and you can still have a good cone?

Mo Xiuyan disappointed Wu Tie this time, he didn't grab the silver cone, he just moved forward, and only bowed down when the silver cone was about to be hit, so that the silver cone passed by the crook of his waist, but one hand was to grab the silver hook hand bowl that Xiao Hua was about to wave and chop.

In this lightning, Xiao Hua's surprise was not in a hurry, but Mo Xiuyan said it again:

"If you are in a hurry, your heart will be in a hurry, and your anger will float, and your enemy will no longer be the greatest enemy, but you yourself will be the greatest enemy! Your heart will lead you to death, and you don't know who you yourself died at!"

Mo Xiuyan said in his mouth, but his hand was not too late, and he slapped Xiao Hua's hand holding the hook handle with one palm. Xiao Hua's hand holding the hook was hit, and he leaned back at the same time as the hook, and even a body was taken backwards, and his footsteps floated, involuntarily, he took two steps back before he fixed his body, and Mo Xiuyan did not pursue:

"Forging Sword Cliff, is the old cliff master still there?"

"Yes, it's just that it's rarely out of the hole. ”

Before Xiao Hua could turn around in one breath, Mo Xiuyan asked, and he replied casually without thinking. Mo Xiuyan then said:

"If you want to find out the truth, maybe only in the Kangning Palace, can you find some clues.

Can you sort out the relationship between the Kangning Mansion and my Xiuyue Villa earlier?"

"I heard the old servant in the family say that Xiuyue Villa and the palace were originally halfway husband and wife, and they each had their own oil bottles, and once the oil bottles grew up, they began to plan the property in the family! ”

"This analogy is also accurate, back then, the royal palace borrowed me to repair the moon villa to inquire about the news between various countries and carry out assassinations. And my Xiuyue Villa also wants to borrow the power of the palace to grow, the two are connected, and they hit it off, and later, all the dirty and smelly things in the palace were handed over to Xiuyue Villa. And Xiuyue Villa also made the Sword Pavilion strong in those years.

A sword pavilion that is strong enough to threaten the royal palace, do you think he can tolerate us?

For the three of us who were in charge of Xiuyue Villa back then, the strength of this Sword Pavilion also determined the strength of Xiuyue Villa. From this point on, I don't think Lou Furo will attack the sword. Although the Sword Pavilion does not have much to do with your family, if the Sword Pavilion does not have the eight directions of your forty-five families, there will be no news from all sides. From this point, the relationship between the Sword Pavilion and your forty-five families has become close again, and then to the source, it has gone to the palace again. But despite this, there must be someone in our Xiuyue Mountain Villa, otherwise, with King Xiao Ning, who has just ascended the throne, I am afraid he does not have the ability to make my Sword Pavilion and the two branch families disappear overnight.

All of the above, if you want to find the answer in Xiuyue Villa, I think it is impossible, only by starting from the palace to find it, maybe you can find the traces of spiders and worms. ”

Xiao Hua quietly listened to the words of the demon cultivator, but what he was thinking in his heart was just now, if he had murderous intentions, at this time, he and Wu Tie might have died in Huangquan long ago, why did he bother to think so much, forty-five branches, after his own family and the Xie family were wiped out overnight, the people's hearts were scattered at once, over the years, more than 20 families have been hiding, and no longer contact with Xiuyue Villa, according to the demon cultivator, Ning Wangfu is the biggest suspicion. Thinking of this, I can't help but say:

"So what can I do?"

"It's best for you not to do anything, live quietly next to King Ning's Mansion, and after a long time, everything will naturally be revealed in front of your eyes. You'd better leave Xiuyue Villa now, the farther away the better, this is the most dangerous place for you, and there are too many people who can kill you.

I have a nail in King Ning's Mansion, if you can find him, the answer you want may not be far away. “

"Uncle Mo, I listen to you. “

With a demon uncle, he finally expressed that Xiao Hua and Mo Xiuyan had agreed, after all, the demon family and his family were the same as they were destroyed, and both of them became orphans.

When Mo Xiuyan returned to the Sword Pavilion, this night was always like a dream. Shaji Town fought together, and he fell into the Jinsha River, and the last scene in his eyes was the appearance of the two sword envoys in the Sword Pavilion being shot by countless sharp arrows, and those flying arrows were still heading towards them, and the arrows and arrow shafts a few feet away from the body, as well as the bright arrow feathers, flashed with light, and were flying towards the two of them. The long swords in their hands had long since stopped swinging the arrows that shot into their bodies, and occasionally danced, only to block the arrows that were flying towards their faces.

For the two most beautiful Sword Pavilion sword envoys, not letting them get an arrow in the face may be their last dignity. The dozens of corpses in front of the two formed a trench, but each of them had already been hit by a few arrows in their legs, and there was still a need for the defense of this corpse. In front of this human moat, a sandy field, already soaked in blood, one by one, the blood flowed through the yellow sand, as if life was flowing towards those sand crevices, not only the lives of the enemy, but also the lives of the two of them.

The 'whoosh' arrow entered Luo Mo's chest again, and his body lost the strength to shake even a little, that is, he no longer had more strength to resist the impact of the arrow, and let the piercing impact push his body. The blood soaked out, like an open flower, looking back at himself who was still flying upside down in the heart of the river, the pale face was the pale of fatigue and blood loss for a long time, still so beautiful, a few more drops of blood, on his face that was still smiling. At this moment, several iron arrows flew on his body, and at the same time he suffered the impact of several arrows, and he was no longer half-kneeling, and gently pounced towards the yellow sand. At this moment, Mo Xiuyan had a kind of soul detachment transcendence, his body was falling into the river, and the soul cultivation sword and Luo Mo's body were also falling like him.

A cold sweat made him sit up at once. In the past sixteen years, I don't know how many times I have repeated this scene in my dreams, or in my thoughts while sleeping, will Luo Fuluo let his son go on an adventure with him?

The moon had sunk in the west, and the moonlight on the window lattice had also darkened, like a grip of life, grasping at itself. Since returning to Xiuyue Villa, he has not slept for three days and three nights, and he can't sleep at all. As long as he fell asleep, the past events that he had forgotten for several years fell into his dreams bit by bit, making him repeat once and again those scenes that were so bloody that his heart would be imprisoned. Blood, the water that flowed out sixteen years ago, whether it was the enemy, himself and the Soul Cultivation Sword, and Luo Mo's blood, could always converge together, like a torrent, and be involved in dreams again and again. Yellow sand, and the yellow sand by the Jinsha River······

When I woke up sixteen years ago, I grabbed Yang Chunhua's wrist tightly, the kind of helplessness and crying like a child, in front of Yang Chunhua, in front of a strange big girl, I hugged her, but she didn't say it until several years later. And what she said in her sleep, she didn't say a word, just said that I was a big girl, and let you, a stranger, hug me a few times for nothing. At that time, I was just like these days.

Entering Xiuyue Mountain Villa is like returning to the Demon Domain. All kinds of familiarity and kindness have become the grip of evil, whether it is day or night, they are pinching their necks all the time, and if they want to take a breath, they have to struggle with all their might.

Fortunately, Mo Yan likes this place very much, every big house here can be hers, everyone treats her as a princess, and even Luo Furo is extremely friendly with her. Looking at the sleeping Moyan, everything is not important, they are the only thing in their lives at the moment, and their happiness is their most real and full happiness.

But now, how can they keep this happiness that they deserve? seems to be more important and urgent than his hatred!

Thirteen was asleep on the second floor, and he was at ease. Flying out of the window, heading towards the Forge Sword Cliff to the east. Demon Xiuyan fell together at this time, in this Xiuyue Villa, no one could find it, at this time, even if Luo Fuluo was by his side, he thought he could find it. The habits of the past sixteen years have made Mo Xiuyan not know where he has reached in his cultivation?

The moon sank into the mountain forest, and in the darkness at this time, the tallest house in Xiuyue Mountain Villa could not be seen. After a few ups and downs, Mo Xiuyan entered the forest, as long as he entered the dense forest, Mo Xiuyan involuntarily felt a sense of security because of the dampness and darkness around him. It's as comfortable and comfortable as working with the villagers in Huangsha Town, maybe I really belong to this kind of environment.

The high cliff of the Forging Sword Cliff went straight into the sky, and he was still far away, and the familiarity and comfort finally spread all around, and every sand and stone, tree and grass here all released a kind of temperature, as if he was welcoming a wanderer who left home, although he never said a word of farewell here, just left quietly, and his heart was always placed at this time.

The hole under the cliff was finally in front of him, and after a few steps forward, the cliff master was really sitting on the boulder, facing himself, but it was more like he was settled, and the white hair on one end was longer, but it was much less: "Master, I'm back!"