Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Sword Sect disciple should draw his sword
Mu Fan sighed, no wonder Bing Xuan wanted to say that he had suffered heavy losses.
Building a complete intelligence system is not something that can be done overnight.
Now that it has been discovered, according to the strength of Xuanmen, it is still easy to grab the horse's feet and pull out some internal traitors.
Bing Xuan pointed at Xiao Wan and said, "The obsidian has also been removed, you go find that little beauty." ”
Mu Fan turned his face sideways, looked at Bingxuan, and said, "Then I'll go first......"
"Wait a minute, come with me." Kong Qian was covered in blood and walked over and said.
Mu Fan saw Kong Qian's serious face, so he followed. Now that Kong Qian's situation is not good, there must be something important to tell him.
After walking for a while, away from everyone, Kong Qian said slowly: "Now the grievances have been clear, but I have to break my word." ”
"This sword can't be given to you." Kong Qian stroked the sword body and said.
Mu Fan smiled: "I can't control that sword, it's better for you to hold it." ”
He suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was very pitiful, helpless and lonely.
Huai Anqiu ruined Kong Qian's life, directly killed his son, and indirectly killed his wife. made him betray his master, deceive his master, and frame his fellow disciples.
Kong Qian is already a lonely man, others may be able to forgive him, but he himself can't forgive himself.
Whether it was his intention or not, he killed many of his fellow sects and leaked a lot of Sword Sect secrets.
Kong Qian used to be a humble gentleman, and this kind of person has far stricter requirements for himself than for others. He can't go back to the past, it's hard to recover, and the past will never be able to pass.
"I want revenge." Kong Qian's tone was surprisingly calm.
This is the only reason for him to live, or revenge is the reason why he has lived in the world for so many years. Now he has just transferred his hatred from the Sword Sect to the Xuanmen, and the people he killed have changed.
Mu Fan said: "You don't just want revenge. ”
Kong Qian said with a smile: "The intelligence system of the Xuanmen, I have already handed it over to the Sword Sect, and now it is likely to be in the hands of the Great Elder." ”
"That's not all."
"No, I've done everything I need to do."
"No, the sword in your hand, I booked it, I want this sword."
Kong Qian glanced sideways at him and said, "Look at what you will grow up like in the future." ”
"I'll take the sword, but don't let anyone else take it away."
"Of course, I value you. I hope you don't insult this sword. ”
Kong Qian knew that the reason why Mu Fan wanted the sword was nothing more than to let him continue to live.
How can a dead man keep his sword, don't they still have to see Mu Fan alive?
"Go ahead, boy. I will give you the sword alive. ”
After Kong Qian finished speaking, Edgeworth left, and flew into the sunset without looking back.
Mu Fan looked at his back, not knowing if he could see him again. A farewell may be a farewell, or you may be able to see the newborn Kong Qian.
Most of the people went to investigate the traces of Huai Anqiu and the others, and only a small group of people were left here.
The gardener watched this scene from a distance and had a deeper understanding of Mu Fan today. This hairy boy has grown, although he is not mature enough and not strong enough, but he has improved a lot compared to before.
Mu Fan ran into the team of the Sword Sect, his sleeves shook, and the clothes on his body turned into the uniform of the Sword Sect. The last rays of the setting sun flashed, as if they were brushed away by his sleeves.
The gardener smiled imperceptibly, the young master was taller than before. The uniform of the Sword Sect is really suitable for wearing on the body.
Mu Fan walked in front of Kang Cheng, bowed down and said, "Senior Yan Qing, I have seen the second uncle. ”
Shang Chong hugged Yan Qing, who had broken an arm, and just rushed back.
Yan Qing looked over his shoulder, then looked up at Mu Fan, who called himself Yan Qing, and lowered his head again.
Shang Chong brought Yan Qing to the gardener, and Yan Qing said weakly: "Uncle, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”
Mu Fan glanced back at Yan Qing, and Yan Qing also glanced back at Mu Fan.
Kang Cheng said: "The master and nephew don't have to be polite. ”
The gardener said: "The young master can recuperate with peace of mind. ”
Mu Fan stood beside Xiao Wan, and Yan Qing was sent to the back to recuperate.
Xiao Wan looked at the two "young masters", and the one standing beside him was the real young master, the fake Yan Qing. Entering the Mu family is a fake young master, a real Yan Qing.
She didn't say anything, it's the best thing if the young master is well.
The gardener raised his right arm and said, "Everyone from the Mu family, leave with me." ”
Mu Fan watched the Mu family leave, and he couldn't speak either, although he knew a lot of people.
The woman led by the end of the night also left with her men, and only the people of the Sword Sect were left in the field.
Bing Xuan asked his sect members to carry him away, and as he left, he said, "The mountains are high and the waters are long, we will see you in the future." ”
Many cultists gathered around for fear that their sect leader would be harmed.
Bing Xuan looked at the night sky, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and said secretly: "I didn't expect that my Daqian Dynasty was not completely destroyed!" ”
After a while, Ye Feng and the others also came back. The disciples of the Sword Sect who followed behind Ye Feng ran behind Kang Cheng one after another.
After the disciples of the Sword Sect were assembled, they suddenly knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Please Uncle Ye to revitalize the Sword Sect and preside over major events!" ”
The sound was loud and loud, and it could be heard far away in the silent night sky.
Mu Fan was startled by the voice behind him, Lu Xingjian is not dead yet, the Great Elder has a lot of power, and this sentence is to push the master into the fire pit.
Ye Feng didn't reply, just stood there quietly.
Kang Cheng retreated to the side, and when he retreated, he didn't forget to pull Xiaowan to leave together.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't reply, many Sword Sect disciples continued: "Only Senior Uncle Ye can revive the Sword Sect and eliminate the accumulated shortcomings!" ”
At first, one or two people said this, then it began to spread, and finally all the Sword Sect disciples shouted in unison.
Mu Fan didn't speak, he wanted to know what the master would choose. In any case, he admired and respected Master and was willing to follow Master along.
Mu Fan glanced back at the Sword Sect disciples present, although these were disciples worshiped by other elders, they swore to follow Ye Feng to the death.
It turns out that not everyone has to get by, and there are still some people who are willing to give it a go, just for tomorrow!
Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the field immediately fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were on Ye Feng, wondering how he would answer.
"I won't be the Sword Sect Master."
There was still no sound on the field, but the expressions of everyone on the field were sad, as if they didn't want to believe this fact.
Ye Feng suddenly said in a loud voice: "Do you have your eyes on such a small matter?" Now that the demon clan is committing Beihua, Dongze has united with the demon clan, which is really ...... Alas! ”
Mu Fan's body was shocked, and everyone on the field also came back to their senses.
"Thousands of years ago, the demon clan ate my human flesh and drank my human blood. Higashizawa ...... actually colluded with the demon clan and slaughtered the people of our clan. Ye Feng sword came out between his eyebrows, "It's a traitor to my clan!" It's a shame for my people! ”
"My Sword Sect is not the Sword Sect of Dongze, but the Sword Sect of my human race." Ye Feng held his sword, "Sword Sect disciple should take out the sword!" Exorcise demons ......"
The disciples of the Sword Sect brushed out their swords, and Mu Fan also pulled out his own sword.
For a moment, the sword light shone in the night sky, and the cold light covered the moonlight.
Ye Feng swung his sword and slashed the sky, "Beihua can't be destroyed, and the demon clan can't go south." ”
The sky suddenly lit up, and it was back at sunset, and after a moment, it was back to normal.
Mu Fan looked up at the sky and said in his heart: "Master is really a god!" ”