"Stand down!" Xin Ruhui shouted violently, and was about to go over to stop him, when he suddenly felt a pinprick of coldness coming from his side, and the corner of his eyes swept there, only to see the woman who had been standing quietly beside He Sha, and a silver shuttle slipped from her sleeve.

Thousand Illusion Electric Shuttle Xia Yunxian!

A female devil who walks alone in the rivers and lakes and kills people without blinking!

Fang Cai was thinking about retreating, but he didn't think of how this female devil became a member of the He family, look at her well-behaved and obedient appearance, where is there still the momentum of flying shuttle to kill and look at the world in the past?

Xin Ruhui thought to herself that the current distance, the other party's shuttle was not unstoppable, but if she was distracted and put her back in front of her, she was not sure.

At this time, He Huashan took the big scissors behind his waist in his hand......

"No, He Huashan, don't make a move! He Sha, this disciple of mine is not good at learning, change someone!"

He Xiao smiled a little strangely, and asked Youyou, "Oh?

Xin Ruhui turned to look, and all the disciples were also looking at him, but none of them flinched and feared.

He Sha's voice came from behind him, "I don't think this person is as unbearable as Master Xin said, I don't know why I want to change people? Could it be that this person has an extraordinary relationship with Master Xin?"

He's my only son!

It is because of the danger of the rivers and lakes that he is bent on strengthening the Ziyue Sword Sect, which will inevitably lead to countless grudges and entanglements, as the head of the faction, he cannot escape, and his family is the first to bear the brunt...... So he has been keeping his son incognito, and he has never known about it.

But how do you want him to explain it now?

Tell the truth?

How will these disciples feel?

"Master, let me fight him to the death!"

No, you're just going to die.

Xin Ruhui's heart was in turmoil, listening to Jiang Chen, who was unwilling to retreat, arguing with a group of disciples who were going to go up and fight hard, while He Huashan and He Tiantian, who were standing on the side, watched with a smile, as if they were watching a farce.

"Master Xin, all the masters of the Purple Yue Sword Sect, I have a good idea, why don't you make a decision after listening to it?"

This man seems to have been born with a magic that makes it impossible to ignore his words.

The disciples of the Purple Yue Sword Sect suddenly fell silent, and they all looked at what he had to say.

"I see that there are a total of nine people left, nine is the extreme, it is the will of heaven that is like this, it is better to let the nine high-level players go out of the battle and compare them with the three brothers of our He family. If our He family loses, I guarantee that the He family will meet people from the Ziyue Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes in the future, and they should retreat and wait for each other with a big gift. If you lose, the Purple Yue Sword Sect will advance and retreat with our He family, sharing honor and disgrace. ”

He Sha snapped his fingers, this time no flames appeared out of thin air, but in the Manjushri Palace, a man in black on the side of the bonfire walked out, he was carrying a Tang knife hidden in an ancient scabbard, his face was cold, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were full of anger.

"Of course, the rivers and lakes have always been conceited of life and death, if you unfortunately die, there is a Buddha sitting here, accompanied by green mountains and green waters, and it is not lonely. This is the Purgatory Knife He Tu, Master Xin must have heard of the name of the Purgatory Knife, right?"

Xin Ruhui said in a deep voice: "The He family's previous generation of purgatory knives caused countless bloody storms in the rivers and lakes, how could I not have heard of it. ”

He Sha smiled and looked at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, it was really good weather.

............

Longzhong Mountain is a hidden place, if it is not for a Wolong Zhuge Liang, this mountain can not be said to be a scenic spot. Ye Yunsheng had been here in the past and played in the mountains for a few days, when Zhang Qingzi came with him, it was when love was strong, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

It is also a crisp autumn, with fallen leaves in the mountains, pleasant flowers, and birds and beasts relaxing.

At that time, after seeing the scenery in the mountains, Haruko asked him whether he would go back to Chang'an, or go down the Han River to Xiangyang for a drink.

He found a ruined temple and lay lazily at the feet of Manjushri, who had been beaten and beaten.

Like a scoundrel lazy, tell her that she doesn't want to go anywhere, so she will raise idle meat here for a few days.

She accompanied him in the temple for three days, and occasionally passers-by saw them alone, men and widows, in such a dilapidated and deserted temple, unscrupulous and merry, and couldn't help but be afraid, and thought it was a monster from somewhere...... Even if there were one or two passers-by in the rivers and lakes, they were driven out by his fast sword of chasing light and shadow.

Now that I think about it, I didn't go back to Chang'an, nor did I go to Xiangyang, just in the small temple in the mountain where there is no contention with the world, the two of them drank wine and ate meat, had sex and slept, kissed me and me, like being alone in a world, heaven and earth, only you and me.

It is the best past of life, the most memorable time, and the most touching memory.

At present, the road that follows the three ghosts of Tanxi is trickling down and seems familiar.

............

In fact, when people reach a certain age, they will understand that the word "choice" is very narrow, and it is always with the past, the past, and the past.

And for the future, in fact, there are very few, and "choice" can be used, or even not at all.

Those questions that seem to be choices are often predestined, inevitable in the trajectory of life.

There is no "what if I choose that", and there is no "what if I had to choose it again".

Xin Ruhui looked at the nine disciples in silence, and was wailed miserably by He Huashan with big scissors like cutting short branches; He Tiantian was added with fists and feet, from fighting back to lying on the ground and vomiting blood; He Tu was slashed with a Tang knife so that blood gushed like a spring, and his soul returned to the sky in the blink of an eye.

He still wanted to fight the enemy together, but the brave and fearless Jiang Chen also fell silent, as the blood of his fellow disciples and brothers spilled in the air, gradually dyeing the surroundings red, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, his face turned pale, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

It was only at this time that he understood why his father had been reluctant to retreat, and why the sword was in his hand, but he didn't pull it out.

On the way here, the nine living beings who had been singing and drunk together had passed away with the wind under his eyes, turning into a cold, twisted corpse.

Xin Ruhui bent down and picked up the long sword on the ground and handed it to him, but he didn't dare to take it, but took two steps back.

"I didn't expect it, I shocked Ling Lang, I'm really sorry. He Sha seemed to be a little satisfied with the scene of Shura in this temple, perhaps the scene of blood raining down made him excited.

He Sha stood up straight and shook his upper body, his hands seemed to be moving something, he sniffed the blood in the air vigorously, and then laughed.

"In this way, the Bodhisattva will have a quiet time to enjoy!" he turned to the namaste in the hall, laughed again, and turned, tiptoeing on tiptoe among the dead and the blood, as if trying to dodge, but every step fell in the blood.

For the sake of his son, he sent all nine disciples to Huangquan Road. Aren't you distressed to exchange nine for one? These are all loyal disciples of your sect, hey, it's not easy to cultivate them one by one, right?"

Xin Ruhui's gaze had nowhere to place, and it seemed that the whole world was red...... Only looking at the Buddha hall, there is a bodhisattva there, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, even if he himself is broken.

"So, from the very beginning, you have been calculating me, and you have long known that Jiang Chen is my child. ”

"Of course, how can you get along with each other?"

He Sha staggered, walked back to the front of the hall, and sat on the threshold again, the footprints along the way, red and dazzling.