Ci Yuehua looked ahead, and said indifferently: "I am the head of the Xianmen Alliance, and this is also my business." ”

Although Ci Yuehua said so, Song Changqi was still grateful in his heart.

He was a little curious as to why the other party came back in such a timely manner, but he didn't plan to ask, and of course he wouldn't be self-righteous enough to think that the other party had come for Qingfengmen.

Looking at the fighting figure in front of him, Song Changqi's eyes flashed with worry, "Qingzi, she's fine, right?"

Ci Yuehua looked indifferent, glanced at him slightly, and her tone was light, with a little impatience, but she was very sure, "She won't." ”

Seeing that his face was pale, Song Changqi didn't dare to ask again.

Although Song Changwei's cultivation has increased a lot, Qingzi is better in the end, and after fighting for a while, he finally subdued him.

She turned her head to look at Song Changqi and said, "Leave him to you to deal with yourself, don't let him escape this time." ”

Song Changqi thanked her gratefully, and then walked up to Song Changwei and looked at him condescendingly, without the slightest affection in his eyes.

"Captain Song, do you regret it at this point?"

Captain Song fell to the ground, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked up at him with disdain, "Regret? What do I have to regret? Should I regret not killing you directly that night?"

Song Changqi had a cold face, his eyes were like torches, "It seems that you are unrepentant!"

Song Changwei sneered, "If you want to kill or kill you, I will never admit my mistake!"

"Really?" Song Changqi asked softly, and then stretched out his hand, and the next moment someone handed him a pair of scrolls.

He opened it unhurriedly, and it was a picture scroll of a woman with a gentle face and a demure temperament, looking straight ahead with a smile on her lips.

Song Changqi pursed his lips and looked at it for a while, then flipped the scroll and pointed it towards Song Changwei, "Then you can tell him in front of your mother that you are not wrong, and tell her that you will not repent!"

Song Changwei's eyes widened instantly, looking at the familiar voice and smile on the painting, a chill rose in his heart.

Song Changqi's words, which he had deliberately ignored before, gradually came to his heart.

My mother did not die because of her father and brother, but gave her life to herself.

He has been kept in the dark, always thinking that his father and brother killed his mother.

What did he do afterwards?

Fight against your brother at every turn.

Colluded with the ghost clan to kill his father.

Got involved with his brother's fiancée.

Compete with your brother for the position of suzerain.

Now he is leading the ghost clan to kill his fellow disciples!

Looking at that painting, all the bad things he had done before appeared in his mind.

Gradually, the mother's soft and loving smile in the painting gradually solidified, quietly turned into anger, and the originally gentle eyebrows and eyes were coldly erected, as if looking at him as an unfilial son.

Then the mother's expression changed again, blood and tears welled up in her eyes, and the color of disappointment was all displayed.

"Disappointed, you've disappointed me so much, Wei'er!"

Captain Song suddenly kept retreating in panic, and his head shook vigorously, as if he wanted to throw something out of his head.

"No, it's not like that, I'm not wrong, it's not like that. ”

But he found that no matter how he retreated, his mother's figure followed him closely, shedding blood and tears, and complaining: "I didn't even want my life to save you, but in the end I saved a white-eyed wolf, a murderous devil? How can you kill your father! Regret for your mother, regret for your mother!"

"Go away, go away! Don't come, go away!!" The crying wail in his mind was like a Sanskrit sound that kept ringing, making his head explode, and his mother, who had become very terrifying in front of him, followed him closely, and Song Changwei's nerves collapsed a little.

Qingzi looked at him holding his head hoarsely, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and asked Song Changqi, who didn't look very good-looking: "What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly become like this?"

Song Changqi pursed his lips, looked at the scroll in his hand, and said in a low voice: "This is the portrait of my mother." ”

Qingzi bent down and glanced at it, "It's very good-looking, why does he look like a ghost." ”

Song Changqi curled the corners of his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I've done too much to regret!"

Ci Yuehua glanced at him when she heard this, and her eyes swept over the scroll.

Qingzi knew that it might have something to do with the secrecy between them again, so she didn't ask anymore.

Over there, Captain Song had already shrunk himself into a ball at this moment, holding his head and looking frightened, "Don't blame me, don't blame me! I just want to avenge you!"

"No, it's not me, it's them, it's you who killed you!"

"I didn't, not me, not me!"

"Father, father, you tell your mother, it's not me, it's not me!" Song Changwei muttered to himself, and suddenly stood up and looked into the void, with a look of hope on his face.

Suddenly he became crazy again, "It's nothing, it's not me, mother, you have to believe me, he is talking nonsense, he is talking nonsense!"

"No, don't, I'm wrong, mother, don't, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, can't I?

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!" said Song Changwei suddenly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Qingzi frowned when she looked at this scene, and asked Yuehua quietly: "Is he crazy!"

Ci Yuehua replied lightly: "Sort of." ”

Qingzi felt that there was something in his words, and became interested, his head leaned close to him, and smiled, "It seems that the master knows something, tell me about it!"

Seeing that he suddenly approached his head, Ci Yuehua froze for a moment, and then turned his gaze to look ahead, "There is a formation on that painting." ”

Qingzi raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and glanced at the scroll again, but she didn't feel anything unusual, her chin was raised, and she looked at Ci Yuehua to ask for a solution.

Ci Yuehua looked at Qingzi's eyes with gentle and delicate eyes, and when she saw that she was puzzled, she explained very kindly: "That painting should have a specific formation to deal with Captain Song, which can affect his mind." At this moment he must have fallen into a vision. ”

"Oh!" Qingzi let out a long sigh, "no wonder it's like this." ”

"It's not far from losing his mind, and it's still too late to interrogate him about the ghost clan at this moment. Ci Yuehua reminded again.

Qingzi instantly remembered what was going on, and walked to Song Changwei's side in a few steps, grabbed his collar and asked him, "You colluded with the ghost clan, have you seen Ning Yin?"

Song Changwei was a little dazed, and was stunned for a moment when he heard Qingzi's question, "Who is Ning Yin?"

Qingzi frowned, Ning Yin didn't know?

"The woman in the gambling temple in Wangjiazhen a year ago. ”

As soon as he said this, Captain Song immediately had an impression and replied stunned: "Yes." ”

Qingzi's eyes lit up, sure enough, it was her, and she hurriedly asked, "Where is she?"

"Meritorious Mountain. ”

Merit Mountain, is that Merit Mountain? I didn't expect her to hide there!

Qingzi got the address and wanted to chase after him, but suddenly she remembered someone and asked again: "Who else do you cooperate with besides the ghost clan?"

"Except for the ghosts...... And "

"Be careful!" Before Captain Song finished speaking, Ci Yuehua suddenly shouted urgently and rushed over.

Qingzi was also excited, and immediately let go and stepped back, and at the same time, a silver light whistled through her ears and plunged straight into the ground.

Qingzi was horrified in her heart, and when she looked back, there was no half of a figure, but Song Changwei on the side had been passed through the center of her eyebrows by a silver needle, and she didn't blink your eyes.

Song Changqi only had time to shout: "Be careful of enemy attacks!"

Everyone who had just breathed a sigh of relief immediately raised their swords and looked around vigilantly.

Ci Yuehua looked solemn, walked slowly to the silver needle that shot to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "No need, he is already gone!"

He walked to the small hole in the ground, and with a strong suck of his palm, a finger-long slender silver needle was sucked out of the ground.

His face was cold, and his eyes were even colder, and he looked at the silver needle so fixedly, exuding a cold aura that soaked people's hearts.

Qingzi knew that he was angry.

She walked up to him in a few steps, and her tone pretended to be relaxed, "Master, it's okay, didn't I dodge." ”

Although she also knew that the main reason was that Ci Yuehua reminded her in time, and the person in the shadows didn't really want to kill her, which allowed her to escape.

Ci Yuehua didn't look at her, her eyes were still staring at the silver needle, and the breath on her body did not converge, but she still replied with a "um".

"This person ......" Thinking of the thrilling scene just now, Qingzi was still a little afraid at the moment, if the other party really wanted to kill him, I was afraid that he would really be in the sky at this moment.

Ci Yuehua closed her eyes, her hand on one side clenched into a fist, and it took a long time to open her eyes and exhale a breath of turbidity, put away the silver needle and looked sideways at Qingzi, her face was still not good-looking, and she was solemn and solemn.

"This person's cultivation is not under me!" If it weren't for the breath leaked when the other party made a move, he was afraid that he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Qingzi also clenched her fists, Shizun's cultivation was the highest in the entire immortal cultivation world, and in her previous life until she died, no one could compete with him except herself.

But in this life, are there so many people who are on par with his cultivation?

How can this change be so big!

Even if he lost more than two years of cultivation, there shouldn't have been such a big change.

Even if Ning Yin had the memory of her previous life, she didn't have the ability to create such a powerful master!

The only explanation is probably from the person behind the scenes!

"That man didn't want us to know who he was!" and that was the only reason why he didn't do it sooner or later, but only when she asked that question.

After speaking, Qingzi exclaimed again: "Could it be that we all know that person, so he is afraid that we will know his identity?"

Ci Yuehua shook her head, "This person has always been in the dark, none of us have ever seen him, whether he knows someone or not, it's hard to say." ”

Thinking about the last time they were able to rescue that person without them noticing, this time they made a secret move without even showing their faces, and it was really hard to judge.

And Qingzi collected his own memories, and indeed didn't find a matching object, could it be that he was born out of thin air?

Qingzi shook her head instantly, dispelling this thought, if there was this kind of loose cultivation, even if it was evil, she should have appeared in front of her in her previous life, how could she not know it?

"Now that we know where Ning Yin is hiding, let's go over now. ”

Qingzi twisted her eyebrows: "At this moment, she is afraid that she has already known the news and ran away." ”

Ci Yuehua said: "Not necessarily, that person should not be an accomplice to her, otherwise she would have killed people when Song Changwei said her address." ”

Qingzi thought about it and seemed to be the same, so she agreed, "It's okay, even if you run away, there may be some clues left, it's good to go and see." ”

Song Changqi, who had been silently watching his brother's corpse on the sidelines, looked at the two of them when he heard this, "If you two need it, just give orders." ”

Qingzi thought about it, and it would be good to have more people, so she agreed, "Send two teams of uninjured disciples to come with us." ”

It is naturally best to be useful, Song Changqi immediately responded, went down to order, and in less than a quarter of an hour, more than 20 people came over.

"Follow them and do whatever you are told. ”

"Yes!"

Qingzi saw that everyone had arrived, and said to Ci Yuehua as soon as he greeted him: "Let's go." ”

Gongde Mountain, Qingzi went to it once, or in early spring, when the ice had not completely melted, and Gongde Mountain could be seen at a glance, but now they had to look for it carefully.

Fortunately, there were disciples in the team who were familiar with the place, and they knew the approximate location. An hour later, the group finally arrived at the site of the merit mountain.

It was a depression, and when they got there, the people began to split up.

Qingzi walked around, didn't find anything wrong, and couldn't help but walk to the edge of the pool and take a look.

At this moment, there is a thin layer of clear water inside, and there is a silky green algae growing at the bottom of the water, and a piece of knotweed growing straight from the bottom of the water.

At a glance, Qingzi can even see small rice shrimp playing and jumping inside, and in several places where there are many algae, you can also see small black fish roe as small as rice grains swimming around in groups.

Qingzi raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that such a tall merit mountain would be built on such a large depression.

She looked back at the disciple who was leading the way, and stretched out her hand to the vibrant depression in front of her, "Are you sure that Merit Mountain is here?"

The disciple nodded heavily, "Don't look at this as a depression, but it is perfect to build a merit mountain." ”

"Oh?"

He scratched his head and said, "You know," he gestured, "how much water is going to melt when an iceberg is so big when it's hot, and if it were somewhere else, it's likely to turn into a swamp, or worse, it's going to scatter somewhere else and harm other places." ”

Qingzi squinted slightly at the depression and raised her chin, "Could it be that there can be any difference here?"

"If it weren't different, I wouldn't be able to say the same thing. I don't know what's going on in this place, it's different from other places, no amount of water can overflow here, and the snow water after melting is included in this pool, and because of this, every year's merit mountain is built here. ”

Qingzi was thoughtful when she heard this, she looked at the pool, stretched out her hand and probed, the depth was not as deep as her wrist, but this disciple said that it could hold the snow water of the entire iceberg.

She knows the enormity of this merit mountain, and the snow water turned into such a big iceberg can completely gather into a stream, but not a drop is leaked in this pool.

It seems that this pool is greasy!

"How did you know about this?" Suddenly, Qingzi looked up at the disciple and asked aloud.