Among the three heroes of the Holy Sect in the past, Qin Shan Zelin Miao'er and the two of them were looking for helpers regardless of whether they were for their own selfish desires or for the restoration of the Holy Sect, but the ending was diametrically opposite, and Hua Wuyan, who became the first and most frustrated among the remaining three, is now still living in the fairy fox cave, on the surface, it seems that there is no consciousness of the dove occupying the magpie's nest, but in fact, he is indignant in his heart, why is he so high-spirited and blind to everything now that he has ended up in such a field, the master was killed, the master was destroyed, and he was defeated in several battles, not to mention, and now he is under the fence, which makes Hua Wuyan, who has always regarded himself very highly, swallow this evil breath。

Punched the stone wall, gritting his teeth: "I want to spend my face and be famous, how high-spirited, why do you hide your head and tail like this! Qin Shanze or Lin Miaoer, they all look down on me from the bottom of their hearts, I don't believe it, I can't return to the top with my own strength!" As soon as he thought of this, he picked up the Dragon Bird Knife, and without leaving the Fairy Fox Cave, he galloped towards the old site of the Ghost Knife Villa.

But said that Wei Lingyang knocked on the door for a long time and didn't see Li Qingzhu responding, so he didn't care about being rude, and pushed the door open, only to see the futon neatly stacked in the corner of the bed, there was no one inside, only a letter lying quietly on the desk, Wei Lingyang picked up the letter, the font on it was beautiful, the ink was not dry, obviously it had just been written, only to see it written:

"Lingyang my sister, the concubine was trapped by love, a thought of falling into the devil's way, setting off countless bloody rain, ten thousand deaths are hard to blame, and then saw the death of the lover, has long looked down on life and death, I wanted to die to apologize, and the lover went to Huangquan, fortunately my sister was gracious, then I willed, and then returned to the mountains and forests, the love of the landscape, but how people live a lifetime, too many bodies can not help themselves, good and evil do not stand together, the war never ends, now there is Lin Miaoer to visit, and then I don't know who will come to ask for help, in the final analysis, nothing more than fancy my self-cultivation, the concubine body does not want to be a tiger again, only to be lonely and old, do not want others to bother again, has been taught to you last night, and has since disappeared, ignore the disputes in the world, the incident happened suddenly, the words do not reach the meaning, and I hope to forgive me. Don't read it. ”

Wei Lingyang held the letter and cried silently, she was very good-hearted, how could she not know that Li Qingzhu's so-called involuntary body was just a prevarication, she cultivated in her body, and she rarely met opponents in the Demon Dao, just asking who could force her to do what she didn't want to do, it was just an excuse, thinking that it was her inadvertent emotions these days that made her perceive something, and now Li Qingzhu passed on her cultivation to herself, she has many enemies, which is the real danger. Thinking that the ink had not dried, Li Qingzhu should not have gone far, and he didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he rushed out of the hut like crazy, and ran wildly in the dark night, looking for Li Qingzhu's traces.

Li Qingzhu hid in the dark, looking at Wei Lingyang's anxious figure, the corners of his eyes were moist, and he said secretly in his heart: "Good sister, my sister can only do so much for you, and I hope that you and Yu Gongzi will eventually become a family, don't repeat my mistakes." When Wei Lingyang walked away, Li Qingzhu hardened his heart, bid farewell to Yang Fengshen's tomb, and went away in the opposite direction.

Since the secret talk between the heads of the three factions on that day, since the apprentice has made up his mind, Feng Wu Zhenren did not want to stay in the Sword God Valley for long, so he left alone that night, Cuiyun Mountain had just suffered a heavy blow, although Le Zhengfang was exhausted, he did not dare to stay longer, and returned immediately, leaving only Shang Beibei alone in the Sword God Valley.

The Sword God Valley is not richer than Cuiyun Mountain, and there is no extra spare room for Shang Bottles to live in, so she had to be placed in Yu Jingzhi's original house, smelling the familiar manly atmosphere in the house, Shang Bottles was sad, lying on the bed, stretching out his hand to touch something, his heart was full of sorrow, and he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, and he hesitated again.

On the second day, Liu Guanglei woke up Shang Bottle early, cast a sword with his meridians, and taught her a mental formula in order to control the flying sword. Although Shang Beibei is not a genius in the sky, as one of the four little real people in the past, his understanding is naturally not weak, and the mental mantra of just a few crosses is naturally no longer a problem, but she faintly looks forward to the day when the flying sword will never be used, and it has been tepid and the progress is slow.

The flying sword has already been cast, but the mental practice of the Shang Bottle Bottle has been stagnant, how can Liu Guanglei not guess her little woman's thoughts, but the Shang Bottle is not his disciple after all, and everything depends on her decision-making at the last moment of this plan, so it is naturally not good to force each other too much, which makes the sword god who has always been unwilling to be controlled by others How can he not be annoyed.

In the next few days, Shang Beibao has been locking himself in the room, called practice, but in fact, he wasted his time, even Cao Kexin, who knew her, could not see each other, Liu Guanglei saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, and had nowhere to vent his anger in his heart, and was very aggrieved.

On this day, a middle-aged man with a clear appearance, wearing a square scarf on his head, walked to the Sword God Valley, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked around, took in the style of the Sword Valley, pressed his waist with one hand, sank into the dantian, and said loudly: "Dare to ask where Liu Jianshen is?

Since Liu Guanglei forged the sword, he no longer lives in a simple place, and the dragon sees the head and the end all day long. At this time, he was sitting in the Sword Pavilion with Liu Qianyan to teach Yizi swordsmanship, and the two of them heard the whistling sound, Liu Qianyan frowned, and asked in a low voice: "Father-in-law, when did the number one figure Fan Yu appear in the rivers and lakes?" Liu Guanglei thought for a moment in his mind and shook his head: "My father has never heard of such a person, but my Sword God Valley is now the leader of the righteous path, and there will always be people who want to be famous to visit." "Then this Fan Yu, do you see it?" Liu Guanglei waved his hand and said: "Listen to his whistling, this person's internal strength should be between me and my uncle, if you avoid it, wouldn't it make the world laugh when it spreads." After saying that, he straightened his clothes and strode out.