"Hehe, I haven't seen Aunt Qing for two years, I miss you so much, but your lazy appearance is really rare, haha."

As soon as Jiang Ming's words fell, I saw the woman in Tsing Yi dodge to Jiang Ming's bed, stretched out her index finger to Jiang Ming's forehead and steadied it: "How can you dare to joke with your Aunt Qing when you come back after running for two years, you have a long ability."

Jiang Ming's forehead suddenly ached, he jumped out of bed with a sigh and immediately stopped laughing, and said with a look of grievance: "Aunt Qing, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

The woman in green clothes suddenly stopped and looked at the young man in front of her quietly, she had grown a lot taller in two years, her skin was dark, and her body was stronger. Suddenly I felt that something was blocked in my heart, and I was silent for a long time, then looked up at the window and said, "It's good to come back."

He must have suffered a lot outside.

Jiang Ming and the woman in Tsing Yi sat side by side under the eaves. The woman in Tsing Yi suddenly asked, "Have you gone to see the sect master?"

Jiang Ming said: "As soon as I stepped into the door, someone reported that the sect master was looking for me, alas, how to say it, it was really annoying, as if anyone wanted to see him." After speaking, he scratched his head and looked helpless.

The woman's bright eyes turned to cover her mouth and chuckled: "It seems that the sect master is very attentive to you, I guess Xiao Jiangming's whereabouts in the past two years of traveling out can't escape the eyes of the sect master."

"What he does is his business, I can't control it, and I don't bother to care about it. Anyway, we are not the same kind of people, and we can't go together after all. Jiang Ming said slowly.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, and neither of them spoke.

After a long time, the woman in Tsing Yi opened her mouth: "You haven't seen each other for two years, what did the sect master say to you", seeing that Jiang Ming was a little hesitant, the woman in Tsing Yi muttered: "Hmm... I'm just curious, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. ”

Jiang Ming waved his hand: "What can there be, it's nothing more than telling me those bullshit truths." ”

"Maybe the sect master just wants to meet you, I will always miss you if I haven't seen you for two years, but you are so stubborn and don't want to talk to him in his heart, so he has to say these big truths to ease the atmosphere." As soon as the woman in Tsing Yi finished speaking, Jiang Ming's body trembled and fell into silence.

The woman in Tsing Yi sighed, looked at the sunset in the distance, and said slowly: "The sect master is actually an extremely emotional person, I think that when we followed the sect master to expand the Blood Moon Sect, many things happened I still remember clearly, sometimes it feels like a dream." Now the Blood Moon Sect finally has the appearance it has today, but the White Tiger can't see it."

The woman in Tsing Yi said that she was sad, her eyes were gloomy, but she suddenly smiled again, and said slowly: "There are three of the four envoys of the Blood Moon Sect left." ”

Jiang Ming saw that the woman's mood was a little low, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Aunt Qing, do you want to know what happened to me outside in the past two years? ”

The woman in front of her seemed to be looking forward to the young man talking about his travels, and in an instant, she looked at Jiang Ming like a different person and said, "Have you met the girl you like, Aunt Qing promises to promote this marriage for you, and it will become a good story." ”

Jiang Ming suddenly said with a black line on his face: "Aunt Qing, can you be serious, you are the famous Vermilion Bird Envoy of our Blood Moon Sect, if it spreads, the demon witch who kills people without seeing blood actually likes to protect the media and pull the fiber, then you are going to become someone else's joke after dinner, and our Blood Moon Sect can't raise its head." ”

The Vermilion Bird Envoy in front of him didn't care at all, and said loudly: "I, Zhu Qing, have been in the mix for many years, and my reputation is far and wide, so naturally I have a little means, and the one who doesn't have long eyes dares to laugh at me." ”

Jiang Ming sneered and laughed: "Prestigious, haha, I think it's notorious." ”

Before Zhu Qing, a woman in Tsing Yi, had time to attack, she saw Jiang Ming suddenly sigh with emotion: "On the way back this time, I heard about a person with a far-reaching reputation, who scared away many disciples of the Halloween Hall with just a long sword in his hand, and later learned that he was the first disciple of the sword master of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion, and people respected him like a god. ”

Zhu Qingdao: "Yu An, I've also heard about it, why is our little Jiang Ming envious?"

Jiang Ming shook his head slightly and said, "Don't envy." ”

"Really not envious?"

"A little."

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Strange peaks stand horizontally, and the sea of clouds is churning. There was a white robe, and the sword walked, like a bolt of lightning, straight to the top of the mountain.

There is a huge stone on the mountain, which is natural, white and flawless, engraved with four big characters, and the dragon and snake are flying full of the meaning of slaughter: Lingyun Sword Pavilion.

The huge mountain seems to have been cut horizontally by a peerless divine soldier, revealing a flat land, and tower-like attics stand here, which has to make people sigh at this masterpiece of magic work.

There are thirty-six pillars made of white jade in the open space, and in the middle of the pillars there are countless white-clothed monks dancing in the wind, all of them have the same move, just when it is critical, accompanied by a deafening "rise", the sword is all out of the hand like a swimming dragon densely stabbed into the air, and another "receive", all the swords flew back to the hands of the swordsman without the slightest, leaving only the sword qi raging in the air, the scene was really spectacular.

"Big brother". The swordsmen on the platform all held swords in one hand and clenched their fists in the other, shouting in unison. After the white-clothed man who flew with the sword before landed and nodded in return, the swordsmen ran over and surrounded him, and it was not lively for a while.

Yu An looked in a hurry and said, "Master is in the Sword Pavilion?"

Many swordsmen immediately looked at each other, not knowing why the senior brother was so anxious when he just came back, and then a person with a smile on his face came out of the crowd and said: "Yes, the master is in the Yunhai Cliff of the back mountain at this time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu An ran towards the back mountain. And the discussion behind him is also up and down.

"Ahem, Senior Brother has an urgent matter to find the master, no matter ours, let's continue to practice swords, continue to practice... Sword..."

The voice of the swordsman who came out just now became smaller and smaller, and when he saw that everyone was ignoring him and still talking enthusiastically, he suddenly drooped his shoulders and said silently: "Alas, what my second senior brother has done is really a failure." ”

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Wuqi Mountain, Blood Moon Sect

In the dimly lit underground palace, the lights flickered. A middle-aged man in a black robe, with long hair and a shawl, sat in the center, not angry and arrogant.

On the left stood two men, one handsome and feminine, the other fat with a full face, and the two stood slightly weird together. On the right stood a mysterious man dressed in strange black and covered with black veil. Zhu Qing, the envoy of the Vermilion Bird, stood in front of him, facing the sect master.

"Sect Master, I heard that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Hall had a conflict with the people of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion, this matter ......" Zhu Qing paused for a moment and said: "The one who clashes with the Ten Thousand Saints Hall is Yu An, the first disciple of the Sword Lord of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion."

The Blood Moon Sect Master narrowed his eyes, and after being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "Three hundred years ago, in the battle of Xunyang Beach, our Holy Sect was defeated and defeated, so we can only survive and lie dormant until now. It's even more about keeping a distance from those so-called decency, why is there a sudden conflict now?"

The Blood Moon Sect Master kept flipping the white jade wrench on the thumb of his left hand, and was silent for a moment and looked at the feminine man on the side: "Qinglong, what do you think?"

The handsome man looked gloomy and thought slightly: "Now that my Holy Sect is in decline, the Ten Thousand Saints Church, the Xuantian Temple, and the Hehuan Sect are the pillars of our Holy Sect, but the three parties check and balance each other. Don't talk about the situation so far, even if all the people of my Holy Sect have gathered all their strength, I am afraid that it will also end up with the same result as three hundred years ago. At this time, the Halloween's Hall went to provoke the Lingyun Sword Pavilion, and there must be a reason for this. ”

The Blood Moon Sect Master smiled and said, "Xuanwu, what about you?"

When the fat man heard the sect master call him, his body collapsed, and he said hesitantly: "Zong... Lord, Qinglong can't figure it out, aren't you looking for me to break around, it's okay for me to kill people, let me think about this thing, hey, my head hurts. ”

The huge palace was silent, only the firelight flickered, no one noticed the black-clothed strange man standing in the shadows, one of his hands trembled slightly in the spacious sleeve robe, his fingers made some strange movements, and suddenly his expression changed, and even his voice was a little hoarse, and he said tremblingly: "Everything has begun......"