The flying sword broke through the clouds, and the princes came to the west.

To the west of Cangzhou, there is the size of the lake, the blue waves are thousands, the water is clear and bottomless, and the name is the washing sword.

On the shore of the Sword Lake, the high mountains are like cutting, there are sword shadows like weaving, the sword is loud and loud, resounding through the world, it is for the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

At this time, on the sword platform of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there was a lot of noise, a young girl was holding a sword in one hand, barely supporting her crumbling body, and the other hand hung unnaturally at her side at a strange angle.

I don't know who stabbed a hole in my chest, and blood was bubbling out, and my white clothes were stained with a large area of dazzling blood red.

Soon, the white snow under her feet was also soaked in blood.

"Xie Zheng, you are ruthless, you are cruel to the same family, and you have no respect for your superiors, from now on, you will abolish the exercises, punish you into the sword washing pool, and face the wall for a hundred years!"

The cold and merciless sentence seems to be merciful, but in fact it is no different from taking her life.

The girl's face was as white as paper, her eyes were dull, and she muttered: "I didn't push Jiang Xueru, she jumped off by herself..."

However, no matter how she defended herself, no one believed it, and the disgust and hatred in everyone's eyes seemed to have condensed into knives, and they fell on her one after another, eager to cut her with a thousand knives!

"You wicked woman! Who doesn't know that the senior brother is happy with the little sister, and if you are jealous, you want to kill her! ”

"Xie Zheng! Can you use your stupid pig-like brain! ”

"That's the big array of life and death laid by the Buddha of Hanguang Temple, nine deaths in the formation, the little junior sister is well versed in the formation, how can she jump down by herself?!"

Want to go to the wall of Sword Lake to steal a living?! Think beautifully!

The green-shirted sword cultivator spat viciously at the girl's thin back, turned around and saluted the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall on the side, his voice was hurried and angry, and there was a subtle cry when he listened carefully-

"Elder Yuan, the little junior sister has just gotten married, and she has been in the Xuelan Mountain Great Array for a whole night, although she was rescued by Master Ciyin, she has not woken up from a coma yet, such a great crime cannot be punished, please give death to Xie Zheng!"

"Please Elder Xie Zheng for death!!"

"Please Elder Xie Zheng for death!!"

The Qingyi Sword Cultivator's voice settled, and on the huge sword platform, there were bursts of echoing voices one after another.

Xie Zheng tilted his head stiffly, his bloodshot eyes did not blink, and he carefully looked at the former colleagues who were standing behind him who were scrambling to shout for her death, as if to engrave their faces in his mind.

"Wait—"

At this moment, a long figure, stepping on the snow, walked slowly through the crowd.

In the girl's desperate eyes, a light suddenly lit up.

"Big brother..."

The Qingyi Sword Cultivator saw the person who came, his eyes widened angrily, and he said in disbelief: "Senior brother, do you want to intercede for this vicious woman?" She almost killed the little sister! ”

The white-clothed sword cultivator, who was called the senior brother, had a handsome face like stars and moons, but at this time, that face was full of coldness, like the cold wind piercing the bone marrow in February.

He didn't even give Xie Zheng a look, he approached with his head held high, arched his hand towards the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, and said in a cold voice: "Elder Yuan, she really deserves to die, but the senior nephew hopes to wait for the little junior sister to wake up and do it himself." ”

The faint light went out in an instant.

Xie Zheng lowered his head, and the corners of his lips hooked up a mocking smile.

Every drop of water in the Sword Washing Lake is infiltrated with sword intent, even if it is only a little stained, the divine soul will suffer from Ling Chi's pain, this is the place where the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect use to refine the sword heart after marrying the Dan.

If he was wasted and thrown into the Sword Washing Lake, his body and soul would be slowly eroded by the sword intent, and he would eventually die.

Rather than suffer such torture, it is better to make a decision yourself.

The girl hooked her lips silently, and without looking at them again, she leaped and jumped off the sword platform.

Thousands of sword intents pierced through the heart, and blood-colored flowers bloomed on the snow at the bottom of the cliff.

At the peak of the Pillow Moon Peak, the soul lamp that belonged to her was extinguished, and a young life fell.

……

Because it was so painful that when he woke up from the nightmare, Xie Zheng's expression was a little painful.

Yes, it's just a dream.

In the past half a month, she has encountered dreams like this almost every night, all of which revolve around her eldest brother Zhang Jianzhi, but today is the most outrageous.

Zhang Jianzhi in the dream, the pride of the sky, with luck and luck, took advantage of the opportunity, and walked on the peak of kendo smoothly and naturally, with countless confidants, among which the most popular one was Jiang Xueru, the little sister of their Pillow Moon Peak.

If Zhang Jianzhi is the hero of this story, then Jiang Xueru is the undoubted heroine.

The most unacceptable thing for Xie Zheng is that she has always regarded her as the eldest brother of her dear brother, and when others wronged her and even wanted to take her life, not only did she never lend a hand, but instead listened to the words of others and pushed her into the abyss from which she could never recover.

And then with his many celebrities, happy life, no mustard.

Haunted by nightmares, Xie Zheng no longer sleeps.

At this time, the sky was not yet light, and a full moon hung over the horizon.

She got up and put on a coat, and then went to the courtyard to sit on the ground, bathe in the moonlight, and spit out the old and accept the new.

However, in just a moment, in the courtyard of Zhang Jianzhi across the wall, there was a deliberately suppressed but just audible voice.

"Senior brother, I have only been in the house for half a year, and I will go to Beihai instead of the second senior sister, will she be angry with me?"

Zhang Jianzhi chuckled and responded: "Senior sister relax, Shizun loves Zheng'er the most, she doesn't look at these things, and Zheng'er is not a narrow-minded person." ”

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a total of nine swords and sixteen peaks, nine swords, referring to the nine sword cultivators of the Tribulation Period who guarded the Sword Pavilion, and their master was the first sword inflat, the road name Xun Lang, and it was the first sword cultivator in today's cultivation world.

Xun Lang Jianzun in the dream, since the rebellion in Xuelan Mountain, he has guarded the Sword Pavilion and has not come out, until he died, Xie Zheng never saw him again.

"The second senior sister has good talent, high cultivation, and is loved by the teacher, which is really enviable."

Jiang Xueru's appearance is delicate and bright, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sinking fish and a wild goose closing the moon and a shy flower, and her voice is also delicate, like a nightingale crying softly, which is very pleasant.

Rao is the 'victim' in Xie Zheng's dream, and I have to admit that this little junior sister is really a stunner in the world, no wonder the men she met in the dream are all her subordinates.

"Senior brother, the second senior sister is now in the middle stage of Jindan, and I have only just built the foundation.... If she is angry with me because of this, I will not fight back in front of her. ”

Hearing this, Xie Zheng almost didn't laugh out loud.

It's just the early stage of building a foundation, and she can't go with a single move in her hands, so how can she fight back?

"Senior sister, don't worry, if Zheng'er really does something to you, senior brother won't stand idly by."

Xie Zheng, who listened to the corner of the wall for a long time, was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed.

The little junior sister has only been in the business for half a year, and before that, she has no distractions, rarely interacts with them, and never feels that the senior brother and the little junior sister or the others in Pillow Moon Peak are any different from before.

Unexpectedly, in just half a year, the famous Senior Brother of Pillow Moon Peak had blatantly disregarded the facts and favored this new junior sister.

The grand events of the human and demon worlds such as the North Sea Demon Hunt were actually used by him as a means to please the beauties.

The sound next door didn't last long, and after it quieted down, Xie Zheng closed his eyes and meditated, and waited until the sky was white, then he went back to the house to tie his hair in a bun, changed into a goose yellow dress, and went out with a sword.

It's just that the sword didn't fly far away, and a green shirt flew towards him.

The young man raised a bright smile and said, "Second Senior Sister, go to Wujian Peak so early?" “

Good fellow, isn't this the one who shouted the most in last night's dream? Her sixth junior brother, Xue Yunting.

Xie Zheng remained silent, smiled faintly, and said, "The sixth senior brother is also quite early. ”

When Xue Yunting heard this, he touched his head with his empty hand a little shyly, and Xie Zheng saw that in his other hand, he was carrying an unusually gorgeous food box.

"The little junior sister is a newcomer, she has a soft temperament, she doesn't like to compete with others, she often can't eat in Luoxiangfeng, and she doesn't have a valley, I'm afraid she will be hungry, so I went down the mountain and bought some pastries for her."

It's really thoughtful.

But it's a pity that in those intermittent dreams, except for their senior brother, the little junior sister has never had this person in Xue Yunting's eyes at all.

But after all, it was just a dream, and there was no way to verify it, Xie Zheng categorically did not have the reason to raise his sword against them because of a dream.

Besides, even if it was true, there was no way she could kill herself.

Even if everyone abandons her, as long as there is a sword in her hand-

It is impossible for sword cultivation to bow his head!