readx;? The previous chapter focused on the path of the wicked, and the appearance of this chapter shows that the two major forces of this book: the Haoqi Alliance and the Valley of the Wicked have been officially released. The previous chapter of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info did not show you the identity of the old man in white, and now I will remind you in advance, the Snow Phoenix Ice King Flute, who can use the top few of the weapon spectrum, is also from the Valley of the Wicked, what do you say is the identity of this old man?

The first few chapters also introduced to you, the Lord of the Wicked Valley Snow Demon King Legacy, an indispensable character in the rivers and lakes, this chapter simply "sent" Wang Yifeng's resume to everyone, yes, it was sent, because with the experience of the end of summer, I can't read this legendary-level character, I can only get to know it through Du Niang, the front row of the three characters of the sword network.

In the first year of Zhou Shengong (697 AD), Wang Yifeng was born in the Wang family, a famous scholarly family in Ludi. He was young and precocious, his mind was far sharper than others, and he could perceive them one by one, and he knew the sinister aspects of people's hearts since he was a child, and he had no chance to experience the innocent and carefree joy of the child. He has experienced this kind of pain from the beginning of his life, but he has not been able to confide in others, and the torment in his heart can be imagined.

The abundance of books in the Wang family's house includes the annotations of the scriptures and histories. In order to find a solution, Wang Yifeng has been immersed in the book since he was six years old, and he has read the whole book in ten years but still has not been able to solve the pain in his heart. In the first year of Tang Kaiyuan (713 AD), Yan Lun, a disciple of Hongchen, traveled to Ludi, heard about the peculiarities of Wang Yifeng, and then went to the palace for a while.

Wang Yifeng has a very high understanding of Hongchen martial arts, and eleven years later, he traveled out of the rivers and lakes again, but he didn't think that the knot in his heart was not scattered but deep. It turns out that this Hongchen Mind Dharma is deeply aware of external enemies, and after he practiced, he understood the things that were thinking in the hearts of others more carefully, and the people who were the same on the outside were originally difficult to find, but the people who were duplicitous were everywhere, and every time there was one more person he saw, the world in his eyes became more and more dim, and he fell into such a knot, and he wanted to raise his palm several times to exhaust his sorrows.

In the nineteenth year of Tang Kaiyuan (731 AD), Wang Yifeng went to Tang Gate because of Ye Fan's affairs. After the incident, he passed through Bashu Zigong, where he met Wen Xiaoyue, the most important person in his life.

There is a peach fragrance building in Zigong, and Wen Xiaoyue is a maiko in that building. Wang Yifeng passed by the Taoxiang Building, the building was full of joyful singing, he looked up suddenly, but was shocked by the eyes, the sky was full of snow, the carved gallery and the painting building, it was only condensed into the woman in the window.

She sat in the arms of the benefactor half-untied, but her eyes were clear and clear, bright as stars, as if she had never been dyed by this earthly world, and she could not see a trace of the filth and falsehood of the world in her eyes, Wang Yifeng's troubles for the past thirty years suddenly had an outlet, and the blood in his chest was agitated, and he was inexplicably excited, and he wanted to let out a long howl, but he was afraid that this was just a dream and was awakened by his roar, and he was determined to ask this woman why she was so green and unique, and the mud was not stained.

That night, the world-famous snow devil stood quietly in the wind and snow for a night, he listened to the soft whispers and songs in the building, and watched the lights in the window, until the night was quiet, everything was silent, and the snow was wet and heavy.

Her name is Wen Xiaoyue, she heard the sound of snow and wind outside the window, and knew that the snow was cold this night, but she didn't see the man in white who was standing silently under the window. Wen Xiaoyue was born blind, everything was black in her world, and she never knew how rare and rare people in the world were with such a demeanor as Wang Yifeng, and even if she saw it, it was just a hurried passer-by in her life.

Since that day, Taoxianglou has a new guest, he is magnificent, chic and elegant, at a glance you know that he is a master who has read poetry and books, and everyone else is commensurate with Wang Gongzi. Every time Wang Gongzi came to Taoxiang Building, he only ordered Wen Xiaoyue to accompany him, and if someone had an appointment first, he would sit and wait. Wen Xiaoyue has had an interesting friend since then, she knows that his name is Wang Yifeng, he is different from other guests, he only chats with her after coming every day, he is knowledgeable, he has a wide range of knowledge, gossip and anecdotes, wild history and strange people, every day is endless, there is no similarity, often let her hide her mouth and smile. Xiaoyue didn't talk much, Wang Yifeng spoke for a long time, she often should say a few words, then said some parents, but she knew that he listened carefully and was very patient: she said at the beginning that she was blind when she was a child, and she never saw things, Wang Gongzi said: "The world is not as good as it should be, don't care"; she said that when she was fifteen years old, her grandmother who adopted them died, and she and Dajin, When she said that she was supporting herself in the Qinglou, the family was getting easier, and then she picked up three treasures and four treasures, and the time was getting more and more difficult, Wang Gongzi was silent.

After a long time, she knew that Wang Yifeng was talented and his family was rich, but he had been tormented repeatedly every day since he was a child, so she was extremely sympathetic to him. She didn't know much and didn't know how to persuade her, but she didn't know that when Wang Yifeng got along with her every day, he mostly looked at her eyes, and those eyes were always clear and crystalline, and the pain that Wang Yifeng had been bothering her heart for many years was wiped out there.

On August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night was cloudless, the moon was full and the stars were scarce, Wen Xiaoyue talked with Wang Yifeng for a long time, and the steps of her happy home also became brisk. Wang Yifeng watched from afar, and his heart also soared, he had just redeemed his life for Xiaoyue, and from then on this simple woman would be even happier, he saw her children open the door to greet her, he looked at her with a bright smile on her face, and he suddenly understood that this was the end of his trip.

Xia Daqian stood at the end of the alley, he watched her children open the door to greet her, he looked at her with a bright smile on his face, his smile was also very bright, he thought of the large silver ticket just now, when Wang Yifeng handed it to Mama Zhao, Xia Daqian was standing behind them, he had just been scolded by the high-roller of the Xuanzi table. Of course, his hands and feet will not be very sharp, six days ago he and his brothers walked through the streets and alleys, free and easy, but some people did not open their eyes to move the young master of a large family, the brothers were caught, escaped, and the livelihood was struggling, the uncle found a way to send him to the Taoxiang Building to run the hall, but he didn't want to see people's faces here, he has always been an aspiring young man, calling friends and companions, gathering in the mountains and forests, that is the great cause that he Xia Daqian should do.

He was so troubled, and the opportunity fell from the sky: he knew that this prince came to Taoxianglou every day, and the name he asked for was the blind Xiaoyue, and the large amount of money was actually for such a cripple, and seeing that the prince didn't even blink his eyes, he knew how many such tickets he still had. He never had the idea of beating that prince at all, just because he grew up fighting in the streets, and most of the opponents could be distinguished without fighting, although this prince was elegant and weak, when he approached him, the hairs on his whole body seemed to stand up, even the boss of Dongcheng was not so terrible. But Xia Daqian knew the details of Xiaoyue, a blind woman, the three little babies picked up by the family, he thought about the large ticket, and he didn't know how many tickets this generous prince gave to the blind girl.

He touched the axe on his waist, watched Xiao Yue enter the door, Wang Yifeng turned around and walked away, Xia Daqian took a deep breath, and before starting, his hand should be steady! He walked in the shadows under the eaves, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and heard Xiaoyue's voice in the door: "Brother Wang?", there was a trace of joy in his voice, and he also had a hint of joy, open the door, so that there is no need to break in. He listened to the sound of the latch creaking open, and saw the blind girl standing upright, her hands twisting her cuffs with a little shame, and he looked at the eyes, which were clear and dust-free, but raised his axe......

He took a deep breath, the simple furnishings in the room had been rummaged through, and a few taels of silver in his hand were the only gains. Xia Daqian suddenly thought that he might have made a mistake, but this is all to blame on the prince, the silver ticket he gave to his grandmother is too tempting, who would have thought that such a generous person would not give his favorite girl a little money, what a bastard! The imaginary free years were suddenly shattered, but he was still young and had a chance, Xia Daqian calmed down when he thought of this, he heard that it was easy to make a fortune in the Liangguang area, the night was dark and quiet, he looked at the crape myrtle star that gradually became clear in the sky, and decided the direction of the road.

The next day, the sixteenth of August, all those who knew what happened on that day were dead. Outsiders roughly speculated that it should be Wang Yifeng who was shocked to see the tragedy, lost the only person in the world who could be relied on, and was sad and indignant in his heart, and fell into the city in a rage, killing tens of thousands of people in the city, and the blood trailed for thousands of miles.

Wang Yifeng was furious, and "slaughtered the city" for a red face

If people in the world encounter a situation that is difficult to disobey, or swear to fight to the death, or bow their heads in obedience, people's hearts are good and evil, and they coexist. But Wang Yifeng because of his temperament and talent, but he has to come to a conclusion that satisfies himself, Wen Xiaoyue is the healer of the wounds in his heart, Xiaoyue died, Wang Yifeng's temperament changed greatly, he took evil as the true nature of human nature, supported the valley of the wicked, and took evil as his heart, but in a few years, he gathered ten wicked people, and in the twentieth year of Kaiyuan (732 AD), he led the disciples of the Wicked Valley to hit Kunlun hard, defeated all factions, and everything he did was appalling, and he was gradually ranked as the top ten wicked people.

In fact, the city slaughterer is Xiao Sha in the Ming Sect, in order to avenge his injustice in the master's place, Xiao Sha designed to frame Wang Zhifeng, Wang Zhifeng is uninhibited, and there is a slight madness after being stimulated, so Wulin has always believed that it was Wang Zhifeng.

After Qutangxia Wang Yifeng and Xie Yuan secretly overheard all of Xiao Shazhi's actions, Xie Yuan asked, "Wang Gu Lord, why didn't you explain what happened back then?"

Wang Yifeng didn't answer directly, but asked the little madman Mo Yu: "Mo Yu, what do you say about the explanation?"

Mo Yu replied: "What should be done is how it should be!"

Xie Yuan: "Yes, even if you explained it at that time, no one believed it..."

The enigmatic snow devil, the miserable snow devil, would rather be misunderstood by the world than explain more - the snow devil.

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