As soon as the Great Dream Zen Master and the others got up, an embarrassed black-clothed Shaolin monk rode a horse and galloped head-on, and when he saw the Great Dream Zen Master and others, he pulled the horse hard, and the huge inertia made him fall directly from the horse.

"Water, water......" Zen Master Dameng was shocked, what was the big thing that made him anxious like this. There was no need for the Great Dream Zen Master to order, and there were already Shaolin disciples who quickly brought water to the black-clothed monk to drink.

"Gollum, Gollum......" The black-clothed monk drank a large pot of water before stopping, climbed under the Great Dream Zen Master and shouted, "Master, it's not good, the head is missing." ”

This disciple is the disciple of the Great Dream Zen Master, Shaolin Wuming, who has participated in the Seven Factions Alliance Competition, and his cultivation is very good, second only to Shaolin Endless Monk and Wujiu Monk.

"What did you say?" Zen Master Dameng was startled, stretched out his hand to grab Lifeless and shouted angrily. Lifeless was grabbed by him, like a chicken, his legs were hanging in the air, he couldn't breathe, and of course he couldn't speak.

Zen Master Dameng discovered his gaffe, put down the lifeless monk and said, "What did you just say, say it again." ”

The lifeless monk didn't dare to slack off, and said sentence by sentence, "The head of the sect and the other people in the Ziyan palm disappeared on the way back to Shaolin." ”

"Ah......." The group of heroes was suddenly shocked and dumbfounded. These people who fell into Ziyan's palm are all heads of various factions, or people with names and surnames in the rivers and lakes. They are all in a coma, allowing the forces of evil to seize the opportunity.

This loss is even greater than the loss of Zen Master Dameng and others in the capital. If they were all killed, the rivers and lakes would be in complete chaos.

"Who did it. The head of the Wudang faction, Qingsong Daoist, was also among them, and when the Baishi Daoist heard the news, he immediately asked anxiously. His face, which was not white, turned the color of pig liver, which was a phenomenon on the verge of an outbreak.

"We don't know, there are no clues, they seem to have disappeared out of thin air." ”

"How is this possible. "Big Dream Zen Master said. The escorts were all arranged by the Great Dream Zen Master, and they were definitely the elite of the elite, and the leader was the second generation of the first master monk of the Shaolin School.

The endless monk is the cultivation of a half-step great master, and compared with the head of the seven sects of the righteous path, it is just a little worse. What force is so powerful in the rivers and lakes that a person who has cultivated as a half-step great master has not even released a single piece of news?

"Where did they go missing?" asked the Shiraishi Michito.

"Shomura Yamashita. The lifeless monk smiled bitterly.

The Shaolin faction was on Shaomu Mountain, but he didn't expect the head to be lost at the bottom of the mountain. If this is said, the Shaolin faction will lose face.

"Let's go to the scene and have a look!" Zen Master Dameng sighed, a little anxious. There has always been an undercurrent in the rivers and lakes, constantly making small moves, trying to achieve some ulterior secrets.

First, the dark chess attacks around the major masters made them all hit the Ziyan palm, the most poisonous palm in the world, and now they have disappeared collectively. What exactly do they want to do? The Great Dream Zen Master has no idea at all.

"Master, will they be a wave of people from the previous Purple Flame Palm, this is originally their conspiracy. Shiraishi asked.

While running, the Great Dream Zen Master said, "It's very possible, isn't there no heir to the Ziyan Palm? The cheats have also been burned, why are there so many people who know the Ziyan Palm." ”

Baishi Daoren nodded and said, "Twenty years ago, I followed my master to participate in the war, and I was on the scene. The Purple Flame Divine Monarch was covered in sword holes, and there was absolutely no reason to survive. Nine of his disciples also died, unless there were other descendants. ”

Twenty years of old things, few people on the rivers and lakes mentioned. This period of time was not glorious, the rivers and lakes were completely in darkness, and they were ruled by the Purple Flame God Monarch. All matters in the rivers and lakes must obey his will.

Later, people with lofty ideals in the rivers and lakes united to kill him, and the loss was also very huge, and now he has not fully recovered his vitality.

This history was too tragic, and they didn't want to mention it, so none of the disciples of the younger generation had heard of Ziyan Shenjun, let alone Ziyan Palm.

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Ye Han felt that he had been walking in the dark, with no direction or end, and he was exhausted, so he wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep forever, but he thought of his loving mother, thought of the lovely Xiaoxue, and thought of his dear friends, gritted his teeth and continued walking.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Han finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were pink, this is a delicately furnished boudoir, mainly pink, and he seems to be in a sea of flowers.

"You're finally awake!" The person who spoke was still an acquaintance of Ye Han, he just didn't expect to be able to see her in this kind of scene.

"Where is this, why are you here, where is my daddy. Ye Han was about to fall into a coma when he was on the demon slaying platform, but he saw a flash of red flying and took him and his father away.

The person Ye Han saw was none other than Gu Youyou, the witch of the Falling Flower Palace.

"Oh, I didn't want to see me so much, I took a lot of effort to save you?" Gu Youyou said sadly.

Ye Han opened his eyes and knew that he was in someone else's boudoir, and the owner of the boudoir was obviously Gu Youyou, and said a little embarrassedly, "Thank you, where is my father?"

"He's in the master's room. Gu Youyou replied.

"I want to see my father. After Ye Han finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but he was hit by hundreds of swords, how could he get up.

"Don't move, the wound will open again. Gu Youyou shouted. Everybody reads .rrdxs.

As if he hadn't heard it, Ye Han still gritted his teeth and got up, fell down and got up again. The wounds on his body burst out, blood overflowed, and almost all the bandages on his body were dyed red, and he became a bloody man again.

Gu Youyou sighed and said, "I'm afraid of you, I'll take you over." After Gu Youyou finished speaking, he came over and helped Ye Han up.

Ye Han's figure is not the highest, but also above average, Gu Youyou obviously can't bear his weight, and it is very difficult. Ye Han gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step, walked through a patio, and came to the other side of the house.

This is also a boudoir, much more modest than Gu Youyou's room. When Ye Han saw the sword demon on the bed, he couldn't care about anything else, and rushed over and shouted, "Father." ”

There was a middle-aged woman sitting next to the bed, dressed in red, and said to Ye Han, "He is too seriously injured, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake up." ”

Ye Han checked the sword demon's injuries and gasped, his whole body was covered with wounds, and his bones were broken countless times. The sword demon only had one breath left, and he didn't die right away, maybe he still had some wish unfulfilled, so he kept holding on.

Ye Han turned his head to Gu Youyou and said, "Bring my silver needle." ”

Ye Han's clothes have been changed, and the silver needles placed close to him have also been taken down. Gu Youyou saw that Ye Han wanted to save people, so he didn't dare to be petty, so he took out the silver needle from his arms.

Ye Han pinched the silver needle with two fingers, aimed at the acupoint and began to needle. After nine silver needles, the sword demon's breathing became thicker, and his body shook violently.

"He's waking up. The woman in red shouted in surprise.

Ye Han was sad, the sword demon was about to wake up, but it was also he who used the silver needle to stimulate his potential and make him wake up.

"Daddy, you're awake. Ye Han shouted in surprise when he saw the sword demon open his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, cough ....." The sword demon coughed a few times, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and said to the woman in red, "Qingsi, I really didn't expect you to save me in the end." ”

Ye Han also recognized the middle-aged woman, who was the only woman in the Seven Strange People of the Seven Rivers and Lakes, Mrs. Linghua Guan Qingsi, and Ren Xiaoxue's master. Back then, Ye Han had a very bad impression of her when he heard that Mrs. Linghua wanted Ren Xiaoxue to become a saint, but he didn't expect that she knew her father and had a good relationship.

"If I don't save you, who else will. "Guan Qingsi said sadly.

"Ahem, cough, cough ....." The Sword Demon coughed a few more times, coughing up more blood.

"I'm running out of time, let me talk to Han'er. The Sword Demon said softly to Lady Linghua.

Ye Han knew that there were countless stories in them when he saw the two of them, but he didn't dare to guess anything, and he didn't dare to ask.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Mrs. Linghua Pavilion Qingsi is a madman who hates men all over the world. If a man strays into the Valley of Flowers, he will become fertilizer for Hundred Flowers. Ye Han saw another side, at this time, Mrs. Linghua was like a good baby, obedient to the words of the sword demon, and she couldn't connect with the madman.

Mrs. Linghua nodded and walked towards the door, Gu Youyou also followed, and closed the door by the way.

Only Sword Demon and Ye Han were left in the room. The Sword Demon coughed again before saying, "Han'er, you mother and son have suffered all these years. I never wanted you to step into the rivers and lakes, but I didn't ......"

Ye Han said, "As long as I can find my father, I will not hesitate to break my bones." ”

The Sword Demon said with some relief, "You are very good, you have a son like this, and I can rest assured." ”

Ye Han said a little anxiously, "Father, my mother is still waiting for you at home, you must cheer up." ”

The Sword Demon smiled bitterly and said, "You are a disciple of the Poison God, and the doctor is smart, and you know better than me. I can only be sorry for your mother. ”

Ye Han wanted to say something, but the Sword Demon stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "I don't have much time, please listen to me." Ye Han could only nod with tears in his eyes.

"The Qiankun Qi Recipe in the old house is exactly what the Sword Saint Chu Tianshu has passed on, and it is also his core martial arts, you have to practice diligently, the benefits are endless. If you really want to break through the heavens, you must cultivate it to the Great Perfection. ”

Ye Han said: "I must practice diligently." ”

"The Purple Flame Palm can also be cracked with the Qiankun One Qi Technique, but the Sect Leader of the Worry-Free Sect, Ji Wuwu, is a peerless genius, and he may have perfected the Purple Flame Palm, when you meet him, you must be careful......" The Sword Demon told Ye Han a lot of old things about the rivers and lakes, as well as all the precautions. The sword demon has truly fulfilled his father's responsibilities.

"After I die, take my ashes to the Sword Pavilion and return to the roots!"

"Father......" Ye Han said sadly.

The sword demon waved his hand and said, "Life and death are fate, my life has been beautiful, and it is worth it." Get out of here! Let Lady Linghua in. You have to be kind to her in the future, and I'm sorry for her. ”

Ye Han turned around and walked into the door step by step, and Mrs. Linghua walked in. A quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Linghua burst into tears. Ye Han felt great compassion in his heart, rushed into the room, and saw that the sword demon had closed his eyes.

"Father...... Father ...... "No matter how Ye Han shouted, the sword demon lay quietly on the bed and never breathed again. A generation of heroes ended their lives.