The swordsman ran wildly through the streets of Tai'an, his steps short, his breathing shriveled, his heart pounding against his chest.

He tore off his clothes and bandaged the wound, but the wound continued to ooze blood, dripping to the ground, pointing out a bloody path.

This knife, the wound was extremely deep, and the white bones were deeply exposed.

The swordsman was secretly frightened, if he hadn't deviated a few points to the side at the last moment, he would most likely have been cut off by the old man on the spot. Of course, he didn't make him feel better.

The swordsman lost too much blood, his mind was a little blurry, and he was almost unsteady when he walked, and he was running by his will at the moment. A gust of cold wind blew, which made him a little sober, but the chill also made his body tremble uncontrollably.

He looked up at the sky, and the moonlight was bright, obscuring the starlight.

In the silence of the long street, only the slight sound of his footsteps and breathing could be heard, which he thought should have been.

A sword roared suddenly, crisp and low, the swordsman's footsteps faltered, his ears trembled slightly, and the sound came clearly into his ears.

It was the sound of a sword unsheathed.

The sky was instantly lit up by firelight, and on the long street, countless soldiers in red clothes and red robes suddenly appeared, surrounding the swordsmen, and at first glance, it looked like a blood-colored long street.

And at the end of the long street, there stood a white shadow, with fluttering clothes and cold eyes, looking coldly at the swordsman;

The swordsman smiled bitterly, and it suddenly occurred to him that the Imperial Court Division had guessed that he would go to the Taiwei Mansion tonight, so how could there be no arrangement outside? Or ...... It was the man in front of him who calculated this.

"Mo-kun?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

The white shadow came towards him, and in the firelight, the swordsman finally saw his face clearly. The blue-faced fangs, the white-haired devil, the expression under the mask, seemed to smile at him: "You recognize me?"

"I'm just here to seek revenge on you! Unfortunately, I can't fight in a dignified manner. The knifeman's face was full of pathos, and he gritted his teeth.

He knew he would never escape again.

Mo Jun scratched his head and said dumbly: "I don't seem to recognize you, and I don't remember when I offended a master like you." ”

The swordsman looked up and laughed, only in his agitation, the wound was torn open again, spilling blood outward, staining his robes red, and also staining his large hands covering the wounds.

He lifted the knife and pointed at Mo Jun, the blade of the knife was filled with aura, as if he was making a final stubborn resistance, but he didn't make a move after all.

He had no strength left, and all that was left was anger.

His gaze became fierce, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression became distorted, and his body began to tremble, but the sound in his mouth was deafening like thunder falling from the sky.

"But I know you! I recognize your mask! That year, the three moves completely lost my fighting power, and I snatched the throne of the immovable king, which aroused the humiliating battle spirit in my heart. I have been away from the Western Regions for many years, and this trip is to come back and be ashamed of you!"

"And you, destroy my sect, kill my brother, this hatred is not shared with the sky! Under the nine springs, I can't sleep on your skin and eat your flesh!"

The whole army was in an uproar, not only because of the identity of the swordsman in front of him, but also because of his rhetoric.

Mo Jun's face turned pale, and he finally knew the identity of the person in front of him.

King Jundi Liming, the third of the five great kings of Tianxin Sect, Liu Wanli, Liu Qianzhong's third brother Liu Baiqi.

However, Mo Jun can understand what he said in the second half of the sentence, and what does the first half of the sentence mean?

"Wait, you've got the wrong person. Feeling the strange gazes of the soldiers around him, Mo Jun sneered and said stubbornly.

A sneer crossed the corner of Liu Baiqi's mouth, and he sneered: "What, dare not do it?"

"You say that I destroyed the Tianxin Sect, I admit it, but don't talk nonsense!" Mo Jun put away his sword and decided to explain it seriously first.

Liu Baiqi's eyes were red, his eyes were cracked, and he stared at the person in front of him, shedding two lines of tears.

He thought of the eldest brother and second brother who loved him, the gentle and beautiful sister-in-law, the lovely little niece, and the countless brothers in the Tianxin Sect. That time was the most chic and happy days of his life.

It wasn't until five years ago that his eldest brother came back with that extremely weird guy, everything in Tianxin Sect changed, and his fate also turned.

The man who was shrouded in black robes had a hideous demon mask on his face, and his whole body exuded an extremely strange aura. Liu Baiqi remembered that at that time, including Liu Qianzhong, the entire Tianxin Sect was very wary of that person.

Joining the Tianxin Sect, how can such a person be trustworthy if he doesn't even dare to show his face in front of his own people?

But when Liu Wanli saw this, as if he was deliberately elevating his status, he announced that he would start a competition to separate the five Ming kings.

Liu Baiqi stepped forward, he had long wanted to teach this person a lesson.

But that day, in front of nearly 10,000 members of the Tianxin Sect, that person easily defeated him with extremely strange moves. Liu Baiqi doesn't even remember how he lost.

But he could remember that the fanatical faces of the mountain sect members were blind trust and worship of the strong, and they danced and sang loudly, cheering for the moment of the birth of the Fudo Ming King.

And the woman with a light body wearing a curtain fence on the side successfully became the king of the third generation.

That scene was deeply imprinted in Liu Baiqi's mind, and he stayed on the spot without saying a word.

Just silently made a vow in my heart.

So he left a letter and left Tianxin Sect at night. He wants to go to the Western Regions to pursue the most profound sword technique, and when he becomes stronger, he will come back to ask the King of Fudo Ming for a challenge.

He slept in the open air, bathed in the rain, and rode the wind in the wind, and wore the stars and the moon to wade through the mountains and go down to the desert.

He has seen many people, many things, walked many roads, and traveled many mountains.

In the end, he came back wrapped in the wind and sand.

It's just that when he came back, he also heard a lot of stories, stories about Tianxin Sect. And he also knew that at this time, the Tianxin Sect had been destroyed, Liu Wanli and Liu Qianzhong were dead, and the murderer of all this was Mo Jun.

So he came to Tai'an with a lot of hatred, he wanted to take revenge on the court, and every knife he cut was a sacrifice for a dead soul.

But Tai'an is very big, the temple is very high, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Liu Baiqi finally can't bear it on his own.

At the last moment, he saw Mo Jun and saw this mask, and at this moment, the most fiery hatred in his heart was awakened.

He believed that Mo Jun was the King of Fudong, who deceived the trust of the Tianxin Sect and stabbed this fatal blow behind his back.

But he knew that with his current self, it was useless to do anything.

That's it......

Liu Baiqi's tone suddenly became flattened: "Big brother, it is because I believe in you that Tianxin Sect will end up like this, and I am also at the moment, my skills are not as good as others." ”

"You've really mistaken someone. Mo Jun smiled bitterly.

Liu Baiqi was noncommittal, he knew that it was useless to say more at this time. He suddenly felt an extremely violent dizziness, his face was pale, he had lost too much blood, his body was cold, and he could no longer feel pain. Liu Baiqi's feet were weak, he half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and holding the knife with both hands so as not to let himself fall completely.

"General!" There was a sudden sound of footsteps from behind, Mo Jun looked at it, and saw Yu Wensu chasing after him with a large number of officers and soldiers, he was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then said happily: "Thank you for the help of the general, you can take down this thief, and the general should be credited!"

"Lieutenant Tingwei was polite, General Ben just stopped him, and did nothing. ”

Yuwen Su breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally caught this person before he alarmed Shang Shutai, and he could be regarded as having an explanation for His Majesty. So he pointed at Liu Baiqi and said tentatively: "Then the lower official will escort this person back?"

Mo Jun arched his hand, motioned for the Blood Banner Army to give way, and then said as if he remembered something: "General Yuwen, this person has lost too much blood, be careful not to let him die." ”

"That's natural, and I have to be interrogated. Yuwen nodded uncontrollably, and then commanded Liu Baiqi to set up Liu Baiqi and rushed back.

"That'...... The general, the subordinate retired. Yu Wensu arched his hand and said with a smile.

"I don't send it. ”

Mo Jun breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his head, and felt that his thinking was a little messy, he remembered a lot of things, some things that he didn't dare to think about before at all. Now that he mentions it, it makes him upset.

Yuan Tai silently commanded the team, and when he saw Mo Jun holding his head and standing in place with his eyes glazed, he couldn't help but step forward and persuade: "The general doesn't have to worry about this matter, this is just a thief's crazy words, or just a coincidence." ”

Mo Jun was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses. Seeing that Yuan Tai's face was full of seriousness, he smiled and said, "Thank you General Yuan for your concern." ”

It's just that he saw that Yuan Tai's eyes at the moment were not as firm as they were when he was crusading against the Tianxin Sect at Cliff Peak.

Mo Jun suddenly remembered that when the prisoners of the Tianxin Sect were taken away that night, Yuan Tai also had this kind of look. It was a look of doubt, even mixed with a hint of suspicion.

What is difficult to count is the stars, what is difficult to predict is the will of heaven, and what is difficult to guess is the human heart.

Yuan Tai also left, and on the empty long street, only Mo Jun was left alone.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, and withdrew the snow.

He stroked his forehead and walked home step by step.

The moonlight is charming, but the bright moon is obscured by darkness, missing a corner.

Mo Jun remembered the dream again, and at this moment, the dream seemed to become clearer and clearer.

"Am I living in a dream, or am I ...... Dreams are reality?"

In a trance, Mo Jun seemed to hear someone calling him behind him, and looked back suddenly, but it was still the empty long street.

It's just that the long street seems to be longer, and it seems to echo with the snickering laughter of a woman's bell.

Mo Jun rubbed his eyes and slammed his head.

", my head hurts. ”

Not far away, Yu Wensu squinted at the half-dead Liu Baiqi on the side, and a cruel smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard something interesting......