The night was dark and the wind was high, and the white lanterns swayed on the eaves, emitting a dim white light, which was very terrifying.

The man in black evaded the disciples who were patrolling the mountain and quietly slipped into the mourning hall, where six coffins were neatly arranged.

He pushed open the lid of a coffin, the stench erupted, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

A yellow flame rose from his hand, illuminating the coffin, and he carefully stomped on either side of the coffin to avoid stepping on the corpse below.

Wu Huaixin's face was still handsome, but it had turned blue, and there was a centipede scar on his neck, which was left by Shi Bo sewing his head and body together.

The man in black looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Master, the disciple is offended. The man in black took out a silver needle and pricked it on Wu Huaixin's head, pressed two fingers on his heart, and barely squeezed out a drop of blood and put it into the porcelain bottle.

When he pushed open the lid of the coffin and jumped out, Wan Qili happened to walk in, he was stunned for a moment, the two looked at each other for two breaths, and the latter made a move to sacrifice the Qinghuan sword.

He kicked at the blade of the sword, turned over, and then kicked at the back of Wan Qili's neck, and the young man's body rolled in the air and fell to the ground, falling unconscious.

The disciples who patrolled the mountain rushed to hear the sound, and the man in black rushed out of the door.

"Chase, this way. The crowd chased after them with lanterns, and the flames flickered and could be extinguished at any moment.

"Stop!"

The man in black was very familiar with the terrain, and after running to the back mountain, he flew into a tree and disappeared into the night.

There was a sound of breaking the air, and Jingmo and the others were stunned when they landed.

The disciples guarding the door are all dressed in plain clothes, and the door number of Qingyu Pavilion is wrapped in white cloth, and white flags are hung on both sides, with big words written on them.

The disciple guarding the door looked at him with very frightened eyes, stepped back with trembling feet, and said, "Jing, Senior Brother Jingmo, you, where did you come from?"

"I rushed back when I saw the letter at the Curtain Water Villa, what happened in the pavilion?"

"You, aren't you dead? are you humans or ghosts?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, ask you what's going on!" Lu Xichen couldn't help but roar.

Frightened, the disciple sat down on the ground, and after a few breaths, he ran back like crazy, shouting, "Ghost, Pavilion Master, the ghost is coming!"

There was a white banner floating outside Qingfeng Hall, the door was wide open, and it was faintly visible that it was full of things, and a person, dressed in linen and filial piety, knelt with his back to the door.

"Pavilion Master, Senior Brother Jingmo, they're back. Yi Yang saluted to the man.

"Come in. The man's voice was hoarse.

Inside the house, there are six coffins!

Jingmo's legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

Wan Qili knelt in front of the coffin, his eyes bloodshot and his body trembling slightly.

"This, this is?" Jingmo looked shocked, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Talk to them, I'm going to send them off tomorrow. Wan Qili turned his head to look at Jingmo, his eyes were red, with a little hatred, he specially glanced at Su Tianqing, the girl's face was pale, there was not much expression, and her appearance was still beautiful.

"What's going on? what's going on!"

Wan Qili slowly recounted what was said in the Cangyun Palace, and his tone was calm, not sad or happy.

Su Tianqing knelt in front of the last coffin, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"I can't believe that Du Luo is usually just stubborn, and he would do such a rebellious thing. ”

"What Senior Brother Wan Qi said is simply fantastical and incredible. ”

"What I say is true, and if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have believed that he would have done such a thing. ”

"I'll just say that Du Luozhi is not a good thing, you all have to get used to him, let him, it's better to give him a knife when he is in Luohe City, and it won't be like this if he dies, which won't make the world laugh......" Before Lu Xichen finished speaking, Su Tian stood up suddenly, grabbed his neck, and retreated to the wall against him.

Before Lu Xichen could react to what was happening, his face suddenly turned red, and he felt that he couldn't breathe.

"Senior Sister Su, what are you going to do!"

Su Tianqing looked at Lu Xichen, his eyes were cold and terrifying, and said, "Do you know what Du Luozhi said to me before leaving! Lu Xichen, Du Luozhi is not something you can denigrate." ”

Lu Xichen's hands danced wildly, and he couldn't speak with a hoarse sound in his throat.

"Senior Sister Su, the matter has come to this, Du Luozhi has done something wrong and can't change it, he turned back halfway, and you covered it up, let go of such a big mistake, we should think about our own mistakes, not anger the same door!

Wan Qili walked over, broke Su Tianqing's hand little by little, looked into her eyes, and said, "What did he say?"

"He said," Su Tianqing looked directly at Wan Qian and said clearly, word by word, "If everyone says that he betrayed Qingyu Pavilion, I will believe him." ”

Wan Qili let his body be struck by lightning, took a step back, let go of Su Tianqing, and only felt that the bracelet on the girl's hand was extremely red.

"Senior Brother Wan Qi, how did you deal with that fall?"

"Escaped. Wan Qili paused for a few breaths to answer.

"Then how can it be done, I will immediately arrange the disciples, no matter the ends of the world, this must catch Du Luozhi back!"

"Nope. Wan Qili glanced at Qingxuan, "Senior Brother Jingmo has traveled a long way, I want to be tired, and I want to rest, Qingxuan, you take Senior Sister Su back." ”

"I don't want to go, I want to stay a little longer. ”

Fortunately, Qingxuan understood the meaning of Wan Qi's departure, and even coaxed Su Tianqing out.

"Senior Brother Wan Qian, this is the ...... of falling"

"Senior Brother Jingmo, Senior Sister Su is inconvenient for me to say just now, I will tell you the truth, the rebels have fallen and have been executed in Longming Cliff......"

"Dump Qing!" An exclamation came from Qingxuan outside, and Wan Qili let his heart be bad and chased him out.

The wind hunted on Longming Cliff, like a knife cutting Su Tianqing's face like mutton fat.

The clothes are fluttering, and the figure is slender.

Wan Qili chased after him, he felt that he had never flown so fast in his life, his shouts were blown away by the wind, his tears were dried by the wind, and he saw the white shadow in front of him flickering near and far.

At the top of Longming Cliff, the wind was stronger, blowing the hem of Su Tianqing's clothes, pulling it into the distance, she stood upright, her figure thin.

Her figure was as thin as a piece of paper, and the wind would sweep her down the cliff at any moment, and she stood, her long black hair flying like a dance.

"No, don't dump, don't. Wan Qili stopped and didn't dare to move forward, looking at her and waving his hand slightly, "Don't." ”

Su Tianqing seemed to have not heard it, took another step with her feet, stepped on the edge, and the wind blew her figure slightly swaying.

What Su Tianqing wants to do, Wan Qili is very clear.

Knock, Wan Qili knelt down, facing Su Tianqing, facing the sky, kneeling on the ground without gold.

"I beg you. I beg you......"

"Life can't be accompanied by each other, and death won't forget ......" Su Tianqing stretched out his hands, leaned forward slightly, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he swooped down resolutely.

"No!" Wan Qili roared, desperately pounced, and fell to the hard ground.

The wind and sand blew into Wan Qili's eyes, making him burst into tears.

Under the Longming Cliff, the line of sight is blocked by fog, and you can't see the Xiuyao River, you can't see the cliffs, and you can't see anything.

Jingmo and others rushed over, and there were 10,000 people left in the sky above Longming Cliff.

Before dawn, the disciples came to Qingfeng Hall one after another to burn incense, and then retreated outside the door to wait, waiting for the funeral at noon.

Du Nianxue leaned against the door in a daze, tears dripping like beads with broken threads.

Click, click, the sound of water droplets.

Click, click, fell on the ears of every disciple.

Click, click, the sound is getting closer.

Wan Qili walked over slowly, as if every step he took used up all the strength of his body.

Click, click, drops of water slipped from his clothes.

He was dressed in white, dyed mud and crimson with blood.

White smoke billowed from his shoulders, and a shivering chill emanated from him.

His eyes were covered with a cloudy white like dead ash, and his eyelids drooped and could close at any time.

The disciples outside the door looked at him in shock, how could the new pavilion master of Qingyu Pavilion be so embarrassed?

Wan Qili walked to Qingfeng Hall and knelt down, his forehead bulging.

His knees were bruised, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

Su Tianqing...... Dead ......" His voice was extraordinarily soft, as if it was facing himself, and like facing Du Nianxue by the door.

Su Tianqing...... Dead ......"

He turned his head to look at Du Nianxue, who was crying and numb, and there were faint ripples in his eyes like stagnant water, and he stretched out his hand to her and said softly: "Nianxue, I will protect you like a brother in the future." ”

There was a pyre of firewood on the open ground, and the six corpses were placed on it, and the disciples of Qingyu Pavilion knelt down in unison, bowing three times and bowing nine times.

The cold wind blows their hair, and the haze buried in everyone's hearts cannot be dispersed.

"The hour has come, let's light the fire, Pavilion Master. ”

Wan Qili swallowed his saliva, there was no change in his face, his hands were pinched, and the red light flashed between his fingers.

"No, don't. Du Nianxue grabbed his hand and shook his head, "Don't." ”

Wan Qili closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and pointed with both hands, a string of flames rose on the wooden frame, and the flames rose when they saw the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they had burned into a raging fire.

"No!Dad!Mother!" Du Nianxue burst into tears and ran towards the flames with a cry.

Wan Qili grabbed her and said, "Nian Xue, don't be like this, Nian Xue." ”

"You let go of me, that's my daddy, you let go of me. Du Nianxue struggled desperately, and Wan Qili grabbed it tighter.

Wan Qili frowned slightly, a mouthful of blood gushed into his mouth, he swallowed it again, and the wound on his body was torn open by Du Nianxue, and the blood soaked out of his white clothes.

Du Nianxue still couldn't let go, she grabbed his arm and bit it down hard, tears dripping on his hand.

The firelight reflected in Du Nianxue's eyes, reflecting half of her face.

The blood was pouring out, but he didn't feel any pain.

"Bury the ashes of the pavilion master and the five elders in the Qingyu Tomb, and lay out the clothes and tombs for Su Qingqing in the Qingyu Tomb, as for that person...... I'll take care of it. ”

"From today on, Qingyu Pavilion will close the mountain and close the sect, and will not have any contact with the outside world, and all the disciples will be alone in the door, and they must not do anything that exceeds the rules. ”

The flames were still very strong, shattering the honor of the Qingyu Pavilion.