Seeing Qiankun's appearance, Xueche sighed to himself, pointed to the food in front of Qiankun, and said softly: "Eat." ”

After being locked up here for so long, Qiankun's stomach has long been hungry. Now when I heard that there was something delicious, I didn't say a word, I immediately picked up my chopsticks, threw off my arms and ate it, and gobbled it up and stuffed my mouth.

Qiankun kept chewing in his mouth, enjoying the satisfaction of feasting, swallowing happily, and continued to bury his head in the bowl and pull it up.

Seeing this, Xueche shook his head with a smile, looking at Qiankun's appearance, he should have been hungry for a long time, and he didn't know what Qiankun was doing these days.

When Qiankun was almost finished, he licked the bottom of the bowl with his tongue, loosened the waistband of his pants that was strangled on his stomach, spit out a breath of refreshment, and leaned against the wall.

Xueche felt that it was almost over, looked at Qiankun, and asked, "Why do you want to do this?" ”

Qiankun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Will you believe what I say?" ”

Xueche just looked straight at Qiankun and didn't say much, Qiankun nodded, "Okay, I said." ”

"If you don't save Kong Douxuan and them, Mu Shanhai will kill them sooner or later, and then rule the Sword Pavilion into a more terrifying appearance than the royal capital." When Qiankun said this, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his face was heavy and serious.

Xueqi's pupils vibrate, he didn't believe Qiankun's words, as soon as he approached Qiankun, ready to refute, Qiankun raised his hand to interrupt his words.

"I know, you can't accept what I'm saying now, but you're the closest person to him, and if you experience it for yourself, can you see through him?" Qiankun's brows condensed, and he asked the blood cut a soul question.

After listening to Qiankun's words, Xueche gradually calmed down. He thought back to Mu Shanhai's recent behavior, all of which were so abnormal, no longer like before, and he would look for himself from time to time. If it were because the elders' affairs were too busy, they would not have changed so quickly. How could a bloodcut not be aware? Mu Shanhai deliberately avoided him, and even some things, he had to be kept in the dark.

Xueche raised his head, the gloomy color between his eyes disappeared a lot, and Qiankun continued: "The rule of the royal capital is an invisible fear, he may chase and beat you because of some things, and even force you to the ends of the earth to destroy your body. I don't know if I'm like this now, but Wang Wenjun's attitude also makes me feel that I have been targeted by Wang Du. ”

"But no matter how domineering the rule of the royal capital is, there will be a vacuum period that the devil's claws cannot reach, such as some forbidden places, and undeveloped deserted areas; But once Mu Shanhai really excludes dissidents and has no objections to him, such a small Sword Pavilion, do you think he might let even one person escape? ”

"Once you rule, there is no dead end. This is the tangible pressure, which is always in the hearts of the people of the Sword Pavilion. Bloody cut, I ask you now, you are the most comfortable person in this Sword Pavilion, there is no intrigue and factional strife, and there is no pain of personally joining in fratricide. But, are you happy? ”

After this call, Xueqi completely fell into contemplation, what Qiankun said was not unreasonable, but if he wanted to break the beliefs and cognitions he had accumulated over the years, how could it be possible? Blood Che understood, but he couldn't accept it after all.

Since Mu Shanhai is really as bad as they say, why did he take such care of himself, and why did he save himself without hesitation...... It was he who pulled me out of the endless abyss, swept away my inferiority complex, and taught me to behave, do things, and practice swords, these are Mu Shanhai, but the people in their mouths are also Mu Shanhai. Which one should I trust?

Perhaps, only when he has experienced it himself, can he completely believe in Qiankun.

Xueche didn't blame Qiankun, but only a little sad, and all he could do now was to let Qiankun out.

If you leave Qiankun in the hands of others, what will become of it, and the blood cut is the last thing you want to see. They were supposed to be a pair of confidants, and the last thing they should have been enemies was.

So, Bloodcut began to search the entire dungeon, and finally found the matching key and opened the door of Qiankun's cell.

Qiankun was a little confused, but his expression was still very happy, he scratched his head, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "You understand?" ”

Xueche shook his head, Qiankun looked at Xueche's melancholy look, and knew that he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he sighed deeply and didn't force it. It's just that he let himself go, and his heart can't go away.

He's out, but how should he deal with the blood?

"What about you?"

"I just want you to leave the land of right and wrong, leave the Sword Pavilion as soon as possible, leave Muzhou, and don't worry about the affairs here. Now that our camps are against each other, I don't want to be your enemy......" Bloody eyes darkened, and he lowered his head for a moment of sadness, this was the only decision he could make.

Qiankun felt quite guilty, he shouldn't have said it so deadly, and he talked to him so much. Maybe it would be a disadvantage to let him know about this matter in advance, but Qiankun felt that as a personal disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he had the right to know this.

As for Xueche caring so much about himself, Qiankun was also very pleased. Of course, Qiankun will not leave, but at this time, the most important thing is to stabilize his emotions.

"Good! Bloodcut, my good brother, spirit point! ”

Qiankun stretched out his hand, patted the bloody shoulder, and smiled.

Xueqi raised his head to look at Qiankun's smile and was stunned. In his memory, except for Mu Shanhai, no one had ever given him such a bright smile, as if he had magical power, completely sweeping away the darkness around Xueqi.

Xueche's mood suddenly calmed down a lot, and he smiled with relief, and his heart returned to his former peaceful and free state.

"Take care!"

Xueche clenched his fists and said his final goodbye to Qiankun.

"Take care!"

Qiankun did the same, returning this loyal expectation to Bloodcut.

Bloody cut wrapped several layers of clothes around Qiankun, and put on a thick hat to cover his entire appearance, and the two of them went out of the dungeon.

Xueche went out for a walk with Qiankun, and was just about to leave the Sword Pavilion, when he happened to meet Chen Shanzai, Chen Shanzai was a little surprised when he saw this scene, and stepped forward to stop the two.

"Senior Brother Blood, where are you going? Who is the person next to you? ”

Facing Chen Shanzai's interrogation, Xueche responded calmly: "Oh, Senior Brother Chen." It's not that the weather is too cold these days, and the junior brother has a cold, so we are going to go to the cloud peak to find some spare medicinal materials and boil medicine for him to dispel the cold. ”

Seeing this, Qiankun also sank his throat, coughed a few times, and made a hoarse and dry sound.

Chen Shanzai carefully looked at Xueqi and Qiankun for a while, and after believing Xueqi's words, he asked them to go and come back quickly.

The blood cut out of the Sword Pavilion, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He sent Qiankun to Shayun Peak, and then instructed: "Brother Qian, go down this peak, go north for a while, and you will be able to get out of the boundary of the Sword Pavilion, and after the previous tide, you will be able to go out of Muzhou." ”

Xueche finally gave Qiankun a solemn look, and then turned around and left.

However, on Mu Shanhai's side, he had been waiting in the room for a long time, and the old man of Poison Mountain had not come. When he was discouraged, the old man of the poisonous mountain appeared in front of Mu Shanhai with a cloud of black mist.

"I've been in retreat these days, why are you passing on the book at this time?" The old man of the poisonous mountain thought that this waste had not been able to solve the situation, and he was in retreat to analyze the Eight Desolation Sword Qi for the Black Immortal with peace of mind, which was a good thing, and it delayed the big thing.

Mu Shanhai saw that the old man of the poisonous mountain was angry at him, shook his head very bitterly, and began to apologize: "My lord, I didn't expect that you have been in retreat these days, and it is actually a coincidence that Qiankun was caught, all in all, let's go to the dungeon first." ”

The old man of the poisonous mountain slowly sorted out his thoughts, and had no choice but to throw the Black Immortal in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons. At present, the most important thing is that this kid Qiankun has finally fallen into our hands.

So, they quickly came to the dungeon, Mu Shanhai pointed to the innermost cell, and asked for credit with an excited face: "Qiankun is inside, my lord, you can take him away at any time." ”

Qiankun, this is what happens to you who offends me!

Treating you as a tool for my delivery must be your only destination!

Just when Mu Shanhai was fantasizing about a frank scene in his future, a burst of shouts suddenly came from his ears:

"Mu Shanhai! That's what you said you've been caught? ”