When the fifth line and Wang Jinghao came to the Kunlun faction, they thought that the case was very tricky, and it would take some twists and turns to solve the matter. Unexpectedly, Xue Qianhe had already prepared, and he agreed to return to Beijing with him to resume his life.

Seemingly complicated things are done too easily, and it is inevitably unsettling.

Since Xue Qianhe had promised to surrender himself, the fifth line was not too pushy, so he had to promise Xue Qianhe and give him a day to deal with the affairs of the Kunlun faction. No matter how you say it, he can be regarded as the head of a faction, and he is still in charge of the Kunlun faction, one of the nine major factions in the rivers and lakes.

However, what made the fifth line feel a little strange was that his good friend, Hu Daiwei, the slow sword god who was also a swordsman and ranked second on the swordsman list, had been silent since he came to the Kunlun faction today. Although the fifth line is good friends with him, he can never guess what he thinks. After all, as the uncle of the head of the Kuncang faction, he didn't say a word when such a major change occurred in the Kunlun faction, which in itself felt incredible.

The fifth line knows that although Hu Daiwei is slow, he is not unassertive, he is a real person who plans and then acts. Perhaps, at this moment, he is weighing the pros and cons. If this is the case, the fifth line is even more uneasy, because he doesn't know what cards Hu Daiwei will end up playing to him.

When he went up the mountain today, Hu Daiwei not only didn't say a word to him, but he didn't even say a greeting. It's something they've known for so many years, and it's never before, so it's not a good sign for the fifth line.

It was already night, and the night in Kunlun Mountain was unusually quiet, like the scene of a storm.

The fifth line was in his room, constantly thinking and unable to sleep all night.

He seemed to be waiting, waiting for the bad feeling in his heart to come, when he would know what was happening as soon as he was awake.

However, the "hunch" did not come, but instead of a thick sleepiness, which instantly crushed him.

No matter how steely you are, you can't resist the real fatigue coming. What's more, the fifth line is just waiting for a plausible guess. This feeling is a kind of sleepiness in the first place.

The clattering hooves of the horses slowly came from his ears, and the fifth line seemed to see Wu Zhizhi riding on a white horse and walking towards him with a smile. For some reason, when the fifth line saw this scene, he felt very happy in his heart, as if he was drunk.

The fifth line himself is also curious, shouldn't he hate women? Usually he always glared at Wu Zhizhi and shouted loudly, why did he see Wu Zhizhi now, but he had another indescribable mood.

"Am I in love with her? No...... How could I possibly fall in love with a woman? A strange thought suddenly popped up in the fifth line's heart, but this thought was instantly denied by himself.

Although he denied his strange idea, he immediately thought about it and felt that it was not impossible: "Is it impossible for me to fall in love with a woman, so can I still fall in love with a man?" This, it seems, is even more unlikely to ......"

The fifth line suddenly became a little tangled, but he had already heard Wu Zhizhi say to him: "Come, let's go!" ”

The fifth line heard Wu Zhizhi's voice at this moment, as if he had heard the immortal music of the Heavenly Palace, and even his bones couldn't help but feel crispy.

This sound is only found in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

At this time, the heart of the fifth line seemed to have been conquered by a woman he usually looked down on. He turned over and rode behind Wu Zhizhi.

Without thinking, he grabbed the stiff rope with both hands, and slammed his legs into the horse's belly, and the white horse suddenly galloped away, not knowing where to go.

"How is this possible, I'm not dreaming!" Even the fifth line himself couldn't believe that he was willing to go to an unknown distance with Wu Zhizhi.

The horse's hooves are flying, the smoke and fog ahead, and I don't know where to go?

The fifth line was still thinking about it, and suddenly in the fog, another horse came out, like a general holding a mace, and smashed it into Wu Zhizhi's chest without saying a word.

Due to the fact that the other party was very sick, Wu Zhizhi did not react at all, seeing that the fierce and vicious general was about to kill Wu Zhizhi, the fifth line suddenly rushed forward regardless of his body, and actually used his body to protect Wu Zhizhi.

"Ahh The fifth line snorted, only to feel a thousand catties in the back, and the sharp pain instantly swept the whole body.

The general's mace was very fierce, and the fifth line couldn't help it, so he had to hold Wu Zhizhi and fall off the white horse. But after all, he is a well-known swordsman, and in a desperate situation, he does not forget to fight back. I saw that he pulled out the Ling Feng Sword with lightning speed in his right hand, and the cold light flashed, and he stabbed the man in the chest with a sword, only stabbing the man to the heart, and the tip of the sword had already penetrated from the back.

Suddenly, a disgusting smell of blood came, and the fifth line felt a little annoyed in his heart, and then looked at Wu Zhizhi beside him, but he didn't know where he went? At this time, he finally saw the face of the person he assassinated, which was a little similar to Xue Qianhe.

No, it's not like a god at all, that person is Xue Qianzuru.

"Master, how are you?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the house, and it was also heartbreaking sadness, it was Liao Changyan, the eldest disciple of Xue Qianhe.

"Fifth line, why did you kill my master? My master has promised to go with you, why don't you let him go? Liao Changyan asked this question, and finally woke up the fifth line of confusion.

The fifth line knew that something big had happened, but his eyes could not see the real thing, so he closed his eyes, slammed his hand on his head several times, and then opened his eyes again, and immediately was dumbfounded, and the scene in front of him completely changed.

There is no Wu Zhizhi, no white horse, no mace, and no vicious general.

Some are just Xue Qianhe, who is lying on the ground and is dying, and Liao Changyan, whose eyes are full of hatred.

The fifth line looked at the surrounding environment again, and it turned out that he was actually in Xue Qianhe's room, and the Ling Feng Sword in his hand was still dropping blood drop by drop. He immediately came to his senses, everything he saw just now was an illusion, but one thing was true, that is, he really killed someone, and this person was Xue Qianhe.

The fifth line couldn't remember what happened at all, Liao Changyan shouted, "Give back my master's life", and he had already stabbed at the fifth line with his sword.

The fifth line didn't dare to fight back, for fear of making a bigger mess, so he flew into the courtyard, but saw that the Kunlun sect disciples in the surrounding room had all been awakened by Liao Changyan, and instantly surrounded himself in the courtyard, Wang Jinghao and the real Wu Zhizhi were also among them, and they all looked at him with incredible eyes.

"What happened..... Fifth Line kept asking, but his mind was blank at this point, and he couldn't remember anything at all.

His mind was in a mess, but there was one thing he understood, that he was in the way of others.