That day, outside Yunxian Pavilion, Mo Jun saw that Yan Xunhua was so secretive about the "wolf" in his mouth, and he guessed seven or eight points in his heart.

"Have you ever seen a greedy wolf?" So, Mo Jun asked tentatively.

Yan Xunhua's pained expression froze on his face, and it was obvious that he couldn't answer it.

Mo Jun knew it in his heart, and then asked again: "Is it ...... You see things you shouldn't see, but he doesn't kill you. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xunhua's pupils suddenly widened at that time, and an extreme sense of fear crept up on his face, and his face suddenly became very distorted, as if there were countless dark tides surging in it.

Yan Xunhua suddenly wailed in pain, then turned around and ran.

Mo Jun looked at Yan Xunhua, as if he saw his former self, the general feeling of being invaded by a greedy wolf, and the tortured almost wanted to collapse.

"Young Master Yan, I might be able to help you!" Mo Jun shouted at his back.

Yan Xunhua froze for a moment, and seemed to be stunned.

Mo Jun stepped forward and put one hand on Yan Xunhua's shoulder, and in this invisibility, a terrifying coercion enveloped Yan Xunhua's body.

Yan Xunhua was shocked in her heart, cold sweat flowed, and even her body couldn't help but tremble. This is actually an aura that is very similar to that greedy wolf, although it is not as oppressive as the star realm, but the aura of this colorless realm is as deep as the sea and bottomless, this breath is far higher than the ordinary colorless realm masters that Yan Xunhua has seen!

Who is this kid surnamed Tan, and why have you never heard of it before?

Yan Xunhua turned her head tremblingly, looking at the extremely ordinary face of Mo Jun behind her, full of disbelief.

"I've seen the greedy wolf, who, like you, escaped from his grasps and was a loser. Mo Jun's eyes showed sadness, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "But fortunately, there is a master who helped me, and I also know that it is useless to blindly escape, one day, I will go back......"

"Tear that ridiculous mask apart!"

Yan Xunhua swallowed his saliva, and he said in a trembling voice: "But, it's a pity that I can't help you." ”

"No, if you have the heart, maybe there is a solution to all this. It's ...... for you It's also for yourself. Mo Jun's eyes were like electricity.

Yan Xunhua fell silent.

After a long time, he said, "What do you want to know?"

Mo Jun laughed, he glanced back at the Yunxian Pavilion that was in the clouds not far behind him, and narrowed his eyes: "Not long ago, when the list of the Great Autumn Festival was announced, the name of the 'Xiaoyao Hall' suddenly appeared, and you, at this time, brought up the old matter again and spread rumors...... Is this a coincidence? Or is it really just a gimmick and a stunt to eat, as you say?"

"Or ......" Mo Jun looked at Yan Xunhua coldly, and said as if questioning, "Someone did it on purpose?"

Yan Xunhua's face became a little pale, and he forced a smile: "Why did Gongzi Tan ask this?"

"Because when you were talking about that purple sandalwood box, you mentioned a place. Mo Jun paused slightly, and said in an aggravated tone: "Tianxin Sect, Cliff Peak." ”

"It's a place I miss so much. ”

Hearing this, Yan Xunhua lowered her eyes, her eyes were stunned, and she fell into silence again.

After a while, he sighed, raised his eyes and said, "Tan Gongzi, I think you are definitely not a person, if I guess correctly......"

Yan Xunhua didn't continue, and Mo Jun didn't pursue it, and the two seemed to know it tacitly.

"I used to go to the capital, firstly, because of the rumors in the capital, and secondly, to meet my old friend Ye Wenliu. ”

When he heard the name Ye Wenliu, Mo Jun's expression that he had been putting on an unfathomable and everything under control was obviously stunned.

Yan Xunhua sighed again when he saw Mo Jun's reaction, and then he smiled bitterly: "Yes, as you think, these rumors about Xiaoyao Hall and Purple Gold Sandalwood Box...... Someone arranged for me to release it. ”

"Who?" Mo Jun immediately asked.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xunhua shook her head and said helplessly: "As the writer of Yunxian Pavilion, I have an order from above, and I just do it, and I don't know anything else." ”

"In other words, someone did it on purpose?"

Yan Xunhua nodded.

"That's enough, thank you. ”

Mo Jun bowed his hand to express his gratitude, and then his gaze fell to the east, looking at the endless junction of heaven and earth, as if he saw a straight sword peak, towering straight into the sky.

He knew he needed to go.

"Young Master Yan, there is still a favor I want to ask you for help. After Mo Jun was immersed in that emotion for a long time, he finally let out a sigh, and then he looked at Yan Xunhua, who seemed to be a little uncertain on the side, and said solemnly.

"Tan Gongzi, please speak. ”

Mo Jun took out the jade jue that Xun Wuya handed over to him, and his eyes sank like water: "I...... If you want to go to the cliff peak, this trip will definitely be more auspicious. This thing will be placed in the hands of Yan Gongzi for the time being. ”

He thought for a moment, and then said: "Before the Great Autumn Meeting, I will come back and take it away, if I still haven't come back after the Great Autumn Meeting begins, I will ask Young Master Yan to give this thing to Xun Yuzhan, the eldest prince of Xunmen." ”

"Xun Yuzhan?" Yan Xunhua hesitated: "But ......"

Mo Jun seemed to see through what he was thinking: "This jade will tell you the answer, although I don't know what the answer will be." ”

Yan Xunhua hesitated for a moment, took the piece of jade, gritted her teeth and said, "I understand!"

After a pause, he hesitated again: "Do you have to hand it over to Xun Gongzi in person?"

Mo Jun remembered Xun Wuya's entrustment and pondered: "It's okay to give it to the closest person around him, but no matter who you give it to, you need to remember one thing and tell that person that don't give this jade to Xun Yuzhan until the last minute!"

Yan Xunhua nodded, but she was slandering in her heart.

So what kind of artifact can this be?

But he didn't say it, maybe Yan Xunhua also felt in his heart that some things might be the same as what he had experienced, and he was already crazy......

And what will become of that? Yan Xunhua didn't know, but she was looking forward to it. After all, he had been the writer of Yunxian Pavilion before, and his wish in this life was to write down everything in the world.

For this reason, he handed over the jade to Xun Wushuang's hands, and the latter also had such a problem in his heart.

Answer?

What's the answer?

Xun Wushuang didn't know, and he didn't look forward to it.

But she understands that there are some things that cannot be escaped.

Xun Wushuang came to the stone bridge, holding the round jade jue handed to her by Yan Xunhua in her palm, and inexplicably felt a burst of warmth coming from the surface of the jade.

Xun Wushuang held it hard, feeling the touch coming from the palm of his hand, and all kinds of emotions surged.

Who is that guy with the surname Tan?

Why hasn't the boss come back yet?

How could Xun Yuning do such a thing?

What is Wei Lao hiding?

And also...... Where did Xun Yuzhan die? If he was in Xunmen, why didn't he show up?

And so on, endlessly, Fang Jue Daqiu will be trivial.

Xun Wushuang wrinkled his nose, wiped the corners of his eyes, and looked at this delicate white jade again.

At the heart of the jade, a touch of red can be clearly seen, as gorgeous as blood. The traces of the demon are like a hero standing with a sword.

Xun Wushuang's eyes were stunned, she stared at the white jade blankly, gently rubbed the jade face with one hand, and her white fingers stroked the jade heart, as if she wanted to touch the villain in the jade.

But there is a moat between the two, no matter how much they stretch out their hands, they can't touch it after all.

Xun Wushuang smiled miserably.

She also hated herself in her heart, why couldn't she remember the events of that day? She clearly remembered that the three bandits fell with their knives, and Xun Yuzhan met them with a wooden sword...... Then, the memory flashed suddenly, and the fragment was broken.

In the final picture, Xun Yuzhan was left alone, covered in blood, standing alone, looking at the sky.

Her heart was very unwilling.

In Xun Wushuang's mind, this should be the most heroic picture of Xun Yuzhan's life, and after that, her eldest brother became a coward who would only smile at her, without the slightest temperament, but she couldn't remember this picture, and even the memory was distant and vague.

And Xun Yuzhan has also changed, he can't even hold a sword, he has become hunched over, and he can't bear the slightest burden; the only thing that remains unchanged is the spoiling of Xun Wushuang.

But Xun Wushuang would rather not have this boring doting, but also let Xun Yuzhan pick up the sword again, compete with her in a dignified manner, and then proudly say to her as he did back then, your eldest brother is a man who stands up to the sky!

Xun Wushuang's face was cold, as if rain was falling.

She held the white jade in both hands and held it in front of her chest, her heart was sensing, and her shape was praying.

"Xun Yuzhan, tell me, where are you?"

As if hearing Xun Wushuang's call, the warm white jade suddenly turned red and hot, as if a raging fire was rushing out of it, scorching the moist jade.

At that time, a faint shout sounded in my ears.

"Peerless ......"

The voice was immature and good, and it seemed to be crying, but the strength was weak, and it was not really heard after all.

Xun Wushuang was shocked, as if he had been guided by some kind of guidance, and his burning gaze fell to the depths of the back mountain.

On this stone bridge made of bluestone slabs, the dim palace lamps are lit, in front of it, there is a mountain road leading to the gate archway, behind it, is the corridor of the three mountain gates in the atrium, and below, there is a surging lake, backed by a high mountain waterfall.

There are fish, leaping in them.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and her heart beat rapidly, as if she had been beaten.

The black and oppressive peak, the dome seems to be connected with the black clouds in the sky, like a big hand pressing down on Xunmen, and the people who are pressed can't breathe.

Xun Wushuang stared at it for a long time, shook the jade jue in his hand vigorously, then carefully put it away, and rushed towards the back mountain.

At that time, Xun Yuzhan, who was imprisoned in the dark, suddenly trembled for no reason, and then his chest began to throb, as if he was being burned by fire.

Then, his eyes widened.

Because he saw fire, real fire.

Outside the iron fence, there was no longer a faint candle flame, but a spark as dazzling as a bright camellia in bloom, which was blooming little by little.