The higher the person's position, the more things to consider. Thoughts are no longer pure, and it is difficult to pick out the shackles of thinking.

It's unfair to say who is higher and who is lower, but who dares to look down on a person who is willing to sacrifice his life for others?

Without people like Song Changgeng, there would be no soldiers on the front line who braved their lives to charge into battle, and there would be no group of people who were high up, lived a luxurious life, and lived a luxurious life.

Mu Fan did not persuade Song Changgeng, some paths can only be chosen by himself, there is no right or wrong.

The three brothers cleaned up the dinner table and were speechless the whole time.

The three of them went back to their rooms to rest, and Mu Fan looked at the beams of the room, thinking that he couldn't see death as home.

Mu Fan thought of Li Nancheng's corpse, and wondered if he was ready to die. When he fell from Yuxi Mountain, did he regret it in his heart?

The night is long, the autumn wind is slaughtering, and the red leaves are like blood......

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Xie Fa felt that the autumn wind was cold tonight, so he tightened his clothes and curled up in a ball.

There was a letter on his desk, crumpled by him.

There were only six words on the letter: "Die a well-deserved death, without regrets." ”

The handwriting was Li Nancheng's, Xie Fa burned the letter to ashes, suddenly couldn't control his emotions, and covered his mouth with his hand.

The choking was firmly choked by his hands, and the occasional sound dissipated in the autumn wind.

But the tears in his eyes are always so uncompromising, drop by drop, he can't stop it.

Xie Fa sobbed a few times and took a few deep breaths. People cannot be resurrected after death, and revenge is what the living should do.

Thinking that after staying in the Sword Sect for so long, he only had one brother, Li Nancheng. Today, Li Nancheng died, and he suddenly felt very lonely.

Xie Fa silently recited in his heart: "Hou Jing, Wu Gui, Li Cui, Xiang Fatai, Yang Yuanzhong, Ding Anfu." ”

As if he was afraid of forgetting, he kept silently reciting in his heart, over and over again, but he still couldn't help the anger in his heart.

"Calm down, you have to be calm." Xie Fa hurriedly took a cold shower and practiced swordsmanship twice before he could barely calm himself down.

"Ding Anfu, it's you!"

Xie Fa sat on his desk, thinking about how to kill Ding Anfu.

Ding Anfu's strength is only in the middle of the Atrium Realm, Xie Fa is about to break through to the Spirit Void Realm, and it is easy to kill Ding Anfu.

Now the entire Yuxi Mountain is still under martial law, and once it is found that he has mutilated his fellow disciples, Xie Fa will only die. To avoid all the detection, it will be difficult to kill Ding Anfu.

It is difficult to do, Xie Fa knows everything about Yuxi Mountain. He drew a topographical map of Yuxi Mountain and silently formulated an assassination plan.

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Mu Fan got up early in the morning, and he quickly finished his chores. Today he was going to fight Jiang Xinghe, and out of respect for the enemy, he planned to arrive a while early.

Who knew that he had just gone out, and he had not been far away, and he found that the atmosphere of the Sword Sect today was very strange. Even weirder than when Li Nancheng died yesterday.

Curious, Edgeworth flew up to a person of his age and asked, "This brother, what happened, why did everyone look serious." ”

The man swallowed his saliva, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Yuxi Mountain, and said with some panic: "Yuxi Mountain...... Dead again! ”

Mu Fan was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly flew towards Yuxi Mountain.

The man hurriedly stopped: "Don't go, it's too late, the body was cleaned up by the four elders." ”

Mu Fan stopped, flew back and asked, "Have you caught the murderer?" ”

The man paused and said, "The murderer was not caught, but the murderer must be on Yuxi Mountain." ”

Mu Fan said secretly: "Nonsense......"

This person's death must be related to Li Nancheng. Mu Fan straightened his breathing and asked, "How did that person die?" Was it killed with a sword, or was it some other cause of death? ”

"It's a little weird to say, this person is the same as yesterday's ...... The cause of death is the same. The man's lips were a little dry, and he licked his lips, "This thing is weird. ”

Mu Fan thanked him and flew to the martial arts arena at full speed.

"It seems that someone is avenging Brother Li, and he has adopted such a crazy method, this person must have a very good relationship with Brother Li." Mu Fan said in his heart.

He hadn't even flown to the arena when he heard a lot of chattering from afar.

After Mu Fan put away his sword and entered the arena, he felt even more chaotic inside.

The people in the viewing area are talking about Li Nancheng and Ding Anfu, who died today. Everyone is gossiping and scrambling to express their opinions, but no one can say why.

Mu Fan glanced up at Xiao Wan, she was still sitting in her position yesterday, quietly holding the cotton ball.

The cotton balls are fatter, and it seems that the food is good during this time. When it saw Mu Fan, it raised its paws slightly to say hello.

Xiao Wan noticed the young master's gaze, smiled and clenched her fists, and made a cheering gesture.

Mu Fan patted his chest and raised his head exaggeratedly, like a majestic general.

Xiao Wan was amused by Mu Fan and rubbed the head of the cotton ball. Unconsciously, she will involuntarily imitate Mu Fan in many ways.

Mu Fan is quite similar to Xiao Wan in some details.

From an outsider's point of view, the two of them must have lived together for a long time. Folks have a very apt saying about this phenomenon - husband and wife.

Sitting on a high place, he said sternly, "Silence! ”

The voice of worship overpowered the voices of the audience, and the disciples sitting near him were not uncomfortable. His voice sounded the same size to everyone.

The audience was silent, so quiet that the fart would be heard by everyone.

Jiang Xinghe Imperial Sword arrived and landed on the field.

He hugged his fist at Mu Fan and said, "Brother, are you ready?" ”

Mu Fan saw the confidence on Jiang Xinghe's face and said, "Admit it." ”

"You and I fight in an upright manner, who wins and who loses, depending on the ability, there is nothing to let go." Jiang Xinghe was fully prepared, "We will do our best." ”

Mu Fan held his sword and said, "Okay, use all your strength!" ”

Jiang Xinghe came a little later and did not adjust his state. Now that there is still some time before the start of the war, Mu Fan will no longer bother him and let him adjust his state.

Xiao Wan kept looking at the two people on the field, she knew the young master's strength, even if the young master did not break through to the atrium realm, Jiang Xinghe was not the young master's opponent.

What's more, now that the young master has broken through, the early stage of the Atrium Realm is at least ten times stronger than the late stage of Jiang Xinghe's Qi Sea Realm. The young master is angry and immortal mountain, and I don't know how many times stronger it is.

In the same year of the Sword Sect, Mu Fan quietly stepped into the first place.

The sixth elder said: "Start ......"

The corners of Jiang Xinghe's mouth raised, and the flying sword shot away.

Mu Fan leaned slightly, and said secretly: "It's so slow!" ”

Come to think of it, he's always hovering among the top players. Now facing the senior brothers of the same year, I am really not used to it.

Jiang Xinghe was slightly stunned, not understanding why Mu Fan was able to dodge. Obviously only a little close, why was he able to come out unscathed?

With a twist of thought, Jiang Xinghe controlled the flying sword to turn around. Due to the relatively fast speed of the flying sword, the flying sword rubbed against the enchantment around the ring, causing a large spark.

Mu Fan glanced at Jiang Xinghe, and his hand holding the sword waved with all his might.