On the eve of the Qingming Festival, in the Lake Center Pavilion on the nameless lake in Wuting Town, Ye Wen and Shigong Wen Shouzhi had such a conversation. After that disparity in strength, there was such a conversation.

"Chunfeng, have you really decided? Whether you can really reach the other side you want or not, whether you can succeed and survive or not, you must know that at least, you can live. ”

"Ah, Master Liang. Maybe it would be best for someone to choose to live quietly like this, but if you can live as long as you have something to eat and sleep, what difference is that from the animals in the pigsty? ”

"So, you're going to make a pig-killing knife?"

"Well, either kill them or kill yourself. Because the one who loses isn't even as good as a brute, isn't it?"

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Pig Killing Knife, these three words that made Cao Hongye very puzzled, were the reason why Ye Wen really chose to put down the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand. Pig killing knife, if he could, he would not be willing to be the soul of this pig killing knife.

"I want all the classics of the Sword Sect in your Xingluo Arsenal, all the classics, all the classics of the Sword Sect in the three sects of the world, if it is inconvenient in the first place, I can copy it myself. Although Cao Hongye was surprised that the young man in front of him was the most wanted criminal in the Wu Dynasty, Feng Xiao's son, he still chose to believe the words of the old man surnamed Wen. Because, the old man surnamed Wen was the first Confucian saint in the world, and even Kong Madru, the contemporary head of the Yasheng family, was half a generation lower when he saw him.

"Reason?" Ye Wen withdrew the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and said concisely in front of Xu Banjiao's tomb, although he was very reluctant to use these dirty transactions to disturb Xu Banxuan, who was resting below, but, there was no way, wasn't it?

"I'll trade it for snow. Cao Hongye bit her lip lightly, and said firmly after a moment of hesitation flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Snow Spirit?" Ye Wen frowned, the world was bustling, all for fame and fortune. The so-called transaction is not only labeled as the principle of fairness and justice, but the price paid by both parties is different, which is not called a transaction, but plunder, a kind of plundering in disguise.

"The Five Families of Ice, Fire, Thunder, Wind Spirit, and finally Snow Spirit. Cao Hongye, it seems that you are the only survivor after the extermination of Xueluo Mountain Villa, but I don't think that the general outline of the internal cultivation method of a mere Qi family can be exchanged for the classics of the three sword sects in the world in my hands, are you talking about a fool's dream? You must know that even the five major families at the peak of the world are difficult to compare to a finger of the three sects in the world. Ye Wen said unceremoniously.

Cao Hongye seems to be a member of the Xueluo Cao family. But I don't know why, this Xueluo Cao family seems to have come out of a person's mouth, and that person is currently a difficult step in his plan. This person, the commander of the Dark Guard, the new generation of Wu Mu seed players of the Wu Dynasty, Wu Su asked. Hehe, Ye Wen began to understand the reason why Master Wen Liang asked Cao Hongye to wait for him here, so he might as well give her a try, whether he asked Wu Su whether he was kind or resentful, naturally, and grace was the best.

Ye Wen figured everything out in an instant, but although he already had the idea of agreeing to the deal at a loss, he didn't back down at all, after all, the two sides of the transaction value the interests, and no one will dislike what they get.

"It's not snow, it's snow. Cao Hongye instantly put all the looks on his face, looking hesitant and reluctant to give up, but determined again. This made Ye Wen suspicious again, is this Cao Hongye really so simple and doesn't know how to hide his sorrows and joys, or is there a different kind of mind hidden under this simple appearance?

Although Ye Wen was careful in his heart, he didn't show the slightest flaw on his face, Xue Luo, he just knew. There is a record in the Xingluo Pavilion that the Cao family of Xueluo Mountain Villa among the five major families had a family genetic bloodline disease, and the people with the purest bloodline in each generation could not live more than 30 years old, and they could only use Xueluo to prolong their life, so it is said that this Xueluo is the first treasure in the world to prolong life.

However, the bloodline of each generation is the purest one. And in this generation, Cao Hongye is the only one left in the Xueluo Cao family, who is both the purest bloodline and the most impure, so what is it that can make Cao Hongye sacrifice his life in exchange for the classics of the Sword Sect? Ye Wen will have a trace of curiosity in his heart. I don't think that those seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls are more sad than their parents after falling out of love, and they can exchange everything for that.

However, the truth really slapped Ye Wen in the face, leaving no room for anything, so the will of heaven is the most unpredictable.

Cao Hongye knew through Ye Wen's eyes that Ye Wen knew what would happen to him after he lost Xueluo, so he simply didn't hide it, and said bluntly, "I want to use the classics of the Sword Sect of the three sects in the world to make Su Wen leave the royal family of the Wu Dynasty, since he can become a minion of the imperial court for the treasured classics in the royal arsenal, then the Wumu Arsenal, which is more advanced than the royal arsenal, will definitely be able to make him change his mind again." ”

Speaking of this, Cao Hongye paused for a moment, and then said, "Compared to this, letting Su Wen leave the Wu Dynasty is also very beneficial to your situation, after all, he is now a real grandmaster, not comparable to those indiscriminate parallel goods." After saying this, Cao Hongye's face flashed with a girl's shyness and pride.

This made Ye Wen feel his IQ on the one hand, and his suspicion was insulted at this moment, this woman in red, Cao Hongye, really fell into the abyss called love and couldn't extricate herself, on the other hand, she affirmed in her heart that the IQ of the person who fell into the abyss of love had lost more than half, this Cao Hongye was indeed as simple and simple as her surface.

However, the cheats of the three sword sects in the world in the Xingluo Pavilion have already been read by Wu Su and the martial madman. Ye Wen's eyelids drooped, and he decided not to tell Cao Hongye the news for the time being.

It seems that Wu Suwen is still staying in Xiliang, so let's find a time to test it. Ye Wen sighed in his heart, after all, he still became the kind of person he hated the most, and at this moment, he envied the person with deep eye sockets and high nose bridge.

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At the foot of the hillside, Ye Chong alone faced the unprepared Wu Qi dead, and his sword was tense.

"Are you ready? Wu Qi, the third son of the traitor Wu Mu Ye Bin, Ye Chong, participated!" As soon as Ye Chong's words fell, the whole person shot towards Wu Qi like a long rainbow through the sun, but Wu Qi was stunned because of those seven words.

"Traitor Wu Mu Yebin..."Did Chunfeng think the same way? Is it too cruel for himself to stop him again and again, and to make him choose to believe in that previous dream again and again. The hatred of killing his father is not shared, why did he let him let go of the hatred in his hands? What kind of inner torment did he talk to himself with a light smile?

In such a strange atmosphere, Ye Chong frowned, the moonlight sword in his hand was off by three points, and it was because of this deviation angle that Yang Zongbao let go of the hand that was on the rope around his waist.

Ye Chong's subordinates showed mercy not because he couldn't do it, on the contrary, he was the one who wanted to kill this bloodline the most, but he still kept his hand, because he had said a word to him.

Stain this Kyushu, which makes people feel disgusting and want to destroy it, and set all the cities on fire with the flames of hatred, and destroy all those who are happy in our Ye family's protection but turn against us, and destroy them all.

He couldn't go and destroy Ye Wen's plan, so he kept his hand and lost this best opportunity to kill Wu Qi. But this does not mean that he can suppress the hatred and anger in his heart, so he chose to make a move, shot but did not kill, this is a wordless tacit understanding between him and Ye Wen, so Ye Wen went up the mountain, and he drew his sword.

The moonlight sword swept past Wu Qi's ears, cutting off a few strands of hair from Wu Qi's sideburns, leaving a thrilling wound on that disastrous face, and blood ran down Wu Qi's cheek.

Ye Chong suppressed the anger in his heart, looking at Wu Qi's blank eyes, he made a move to vent his inner anger, but it was not like this Wu Qi stood motionless, as if he was slashing at a piece of wood in vain, he didn't want such a vent.

"Don't you think I really dare not kill you? Stand here waiting for the heavens to give you luck again? The next time it will be through your throat. I don't know if Ye Chong's words are true or not, whether the next sword will penetrate Wu Qi's throat, even Ye Chong himself doesn't know, because even if reason tells him that he can't kill Wu Qi, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold his hand, and he will not be willing to put away the long sword in his hand.

Maybe it was the sudden coolness on his face, the pain when the wound opened that woke up the confused Wu Qi, or maybe it was Ye Chong's suppressed anger voice that woke him up. Wu Qi's eyes changed from blank to clear, and he gently wiped the blood off his cheeks.

"I'm sorry for what you've said, and I don't want it to happen, and I want to feel guilty for what happened, but I can't die yet, I can't die so early. Because, if I die, who will save my fallen subjects!"

Wu Qi's words were spoken, and the redemption sword in his hand was not slow, the redemption sword with the scabbard lightly jumped three times in Wu Qi's hand, and the tail of the scabbard was picked at a tricky angle, separating Ye Chong's moonlight long sword that stayed on the side of his cheek.

"Yes. Ye Chong put away his sword and returned, and he quickly retreated, "What I hate the most is this, clinging to the rancid royal bloodline, clamoring to save those subjects who have sacrificed everything for themselves, but in the end, it is their loyalty and lives that have been cut off with their own hands. However, if that makes you struggle to survive, it's better than piercing a pile of rotten flesh with a sword. ”

"So, it's still the same sentence, if you want to get over here, let's come hard!"