People live and can't always stay in one place, always stagnate, always have to do something, maybe it's an earth-shattering event, maybe it's just a trivial and insignificant thing, but always try to move forward, no matter how rugged the road is, how far away the end is, at least persevere until you can't hold on any longer.

Because comfort is reserved for the dead, as long as you are alive, you should try to do something, if nothing else, just for the heart that is still beating slowly, the persistence that is still holding on.

As Wuxin continued to walk towards Dongfang Xian step by step, Dongfang Xian's face became more and more ugly, as if there was a huge hammer, and every time he got closer, he smashed a hammer on his chest, and the oppressive air made him almost out of breath.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, the only thing that can make Dongfang Xian have such a fear is unintentional. He suddenly felt that he was in a bit of a hurry, and he shouldn't have come here at all, but it seemed to be too late now.

"If you kill me, Fengyue Valley will not let you go, and will definitely kill you, kill all of you!" Dongfang Xian looked at Wuxin, who had already come closer, and pointed at the "shadow" who was fighting with the disciples of Fengyue Valley with his hand, as well as the three Ruyi standing in the small building, with hideous faces and gritted teeth. Although he looked fierce, he could see that he was afraid.

Wuxin didn't speak, he didn't even want to see Dongfang Xian again for a moment, because when he saw Dongfang Xian's appearance at this time, he was really ashamed of his former respect, he couldn't imagine that Dongfang Xian would be such a shameless person.

And Dongfang Xian's words just now have completely angered him, he doesn't care who he offends, and he doesn't care how many people want to put him to death, but he cares that someone will involve the grudge with him on the people around him, which he can't tolerate.

Therefore, Wuxin did not hesitate any longer, directly raised the knife in his hand, and slashed at Dongfang Xian again, this time, he used all his strength to kill Dongfang Xian with one sword, because his patience had reached the limit.

Seeing Wuxin slashing again, Dongfang Xian didn't dare to be careless, let out a low snort, and swung the long sword in his hand with all his might, and at the same time glanced at the crowd who were fighting fiercely not far away, and his mood fell to the bottom.

The blood knife and the long sword once again let out a violent sound of gold and iron, and it could be heard that both sides had already used all their strength.

At the moment when the swords intersected, perhaps because both sides had their internal strength penetrated into their weapons, I saw that the long sword in Dongfang Xian's hand suddenly bent, the long sword was not as strong as the blood knife, and after the soft sword body was bent, the tip of the sword actually stabbed Wuxin's cheek like a snake spitting out a letter! The speed was extremely fast! It was beyond Wuxin's expectations.

Seeing the tip of the sword stabbed at him like lightning, he was stunned, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly stepped back, and at the same time picked the blood knife in his hand hard, hoping to pick the curved long sword away.

But at the moment when Wuxin just retreated, Dongfang Xian, who had a hideous face, suddenly abandoned his sword and swept over the courtyard wall, he wanted to escape!

Looking at Dongfang Xian who abandoned the sword and fled, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wuxin's mouth, and between the bloody knives, he saw that the long sword actually changed direction, and went straight to Dongfang Xian, who wanted to escape by way!

Dongfang Xian, who was running wildly, suddenly felt a chill in his back, thinking that he had chased after Wuxin, so he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly flashed to the side!

I saw that the whistling long sword shot through his armpit in an instant, cut a large hole in his waist and arm, brought out two streams of blood, and then plunged directly into the courtyard wall without losing his strength. When Dongfang Xian looked at it, he realized that the weapon that almost pierced his heart was actually the long sword that originally belonged to him.

Before Dongfang Xian could react, Wuxin had already killed like lightning, kicked out a fierce kick, and kicked Dongfang Xian's back! Then I saw Dongfang Xian's body fly directly off the ground, and fell to the ground head-on, unable to get up again.

Dongfang Xian looked at the wall close at hand, his eyes were cracking, and he struggled to get up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up anymore, and could only struggle to let out a desperate roar.

"I told you, you're looking for death. Unintentionally walked up to Dongfang Xian, looked at Dongfang Xian, who was lying on the ground in embarrassment and struggling, and said lightly. There was no pity in his eyes, no joy of victory, only a disgust and disdain from the bottom of his heart.

Dongfang Xian struggled to turn his body around, looking up at Wuxin who was standing at his feet, his face was pale, panicked, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He never dreamed that the ending would come so suddenly, he had even seen a bloody knife slowly slicing his throat, watching him swallow his last breath in despair.

"You don't dare to kill me. Dongfang Xian looked at Wuxin in front of him with a smile, and said with bloody teeth, as if he was threatening, as if he was asking, obviously even he didn't believe what he said.

Wuxin ignored Dongfang Xian's question, and looked coldly at Dongfang Xian, who was like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy at this time, feeling sorry for him. He can't live because of his own sin, he can be high, but he chose a path that he shouldn't choose.

In fact, if he hadn't chosen to abandon his sword and run away just now, maybe the ending wouldn't have come so quickly, but the ending would be the end after all, and nothing would have changed, and the moment he stepped into this courtyard, he was already doomed to his end.

Wuxin didn't hesitate any longer, raised the knife in his hand, and swung it down fiercely. He already planned to end all this, he didn't care that behind Dongfang Xian was Fengyue Valley, which once dominated the rivers and lakes, and he didn't care that it would attract more crazy revenge from Fengyue Valley, he only knew that Dongfang Xian had threatened the safety here.

"Young Master!!" At the moment when Wuxin's blood knife was about to be ruthlessly swung down, a voice came from not far away, and the voice was a little anxious, and it came into Wuxin's ears.

Dongfang Xian, who looked at the blood knife swinging on his head, was already dumbfounded, he was completely desperate, he didn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, there was only a blood-red knife in his eyes, a knife that was getting closer and closer to him, he never felt that the fear was so strong, so desperate and helpless.

Just when the unintentional knife was about to end the dirty life in front of him, he heard the shout, his body shook slightly, and the blood knife that originally fell on Dongfang Xian's throat urgently changed direction, slashing at Dongfang Xian's outstretched hands, and after the two random knives, everything returned to calm.

It was only the yin and yang separation that was originally seen in his eyes, not Dongfang Xian, because he heard his miserable howl immediately afterward, and then kept rolling on the ground, struggling, because Wuxin had already broken his hands and tendons, and the knife that originally cut his throat only broke his tendons in the end. Although the pain was excruciating, at least he was alive and knew he had survived.

Looking at Dongfang Xian who was struggling and rolling in front of him, his eyes were full of disdain, and he had already planned to end Dongfang Xian's life, but when he heard Leng at the critical moment, he suddenly remembered what Zhuge Yunqing told him: You can't kill any valley master in Fengyue Valley. Although he was unwilling to respect Zhuge Yunqing's wishes, he still didn't have a hand in the end, he didn't know why he was so obedient, he only knew that he subconsciously changed his mind at that time.

"Tell your men to stop. Wuxin looked at the embarrassed Dongfang Xian, and said lightly, although he said it very casually, but in Dongfang Xian's ears, it was like an order, an order that could not be neglected.

So, Dongfang Xian struggled, turned sideways, and shouted with all his strength to the crowd that was still fighting: "Stop! Stop!" The beads of sweat on his head kept falling, and now he felt that he couldn't even say a word.

With Dongfang Xian's words, the remaining disciples of Fengyue Valley stopped their movements one after another, quickly moved back, gathered together, and looked nervously at the dozen or so masked black-clothed people around them, their eyes were frightened, the other party's strength was too strong, and by now, most of their side had been damaged, but the other party had not even hurt a single hair.

Seeing that the two sides had stopped, he looked coldly at Dongfang Xian lying on the ground, and said slowly: "I won't kill you today, because someone saved your life again, but I don't guarantee that you will have this good luck next time, I want you to go back and tell everyone in Fengyue Valley that if you want to kill me, you can, I will teach you at any time, but if you dare to bring your grievances here, I swear, I will step on Fengyue Valley, and the chickens and dogs will not be left, no matter how much the price is paid, even if they die together." ”

Leng happened to come over at this time, and when he heard Wuxin's words, he hurriedly turned his head and glared at the Fengyue Valley disciple who was standing on the side, and said coldly: "Take your master and get out of here immediately." He was worried that if he dragged on any longer, he would change his mind, and then he would live up to Zhuge Yunqing's entrustment.

Hearing the cold words, the people of Fengyue Valley hurriedly ran to Dongfang Xian's side, lifted Dongfang Xian, who was covered in blood, and hurriedly ran towards the gate of the courtyard, as if they were afraid that they would walk slowly.

Dongfang Xian, who was carried away, looked at Wuxin with blank eyes, his eyes were desperate and remorseful, and at this moment, Wuxin in his eyes was really like a god of death, powerful and unshakable. For a person who is good at wielding a sword, losing his hands is equivalent to losing everything, but fortunately, he is still alive, although he may be worse than dead in the future, but at least he left here alive.

Seeing Dongfang Xian being carried away by the people of Fengyue Valley, he unintentionally slowly put away the knife, and then turned around and walked towards Xiaolou, his face was expressionless, and his mood was extremely bad, because he went against his will, and the reason was the words of the "grandfather" who he didn't want to admit.

"Young master. Leng seemed to sense something, and when he saw Wuxin passing by him, he lowered his head deeply and said softly.

Wuxin stopped, turned his head to look at Leng who lowered his head and clenched his fists, and said word by word: "Don't be good at interfering with my decision in the future." After speaking, he continued to walk towards the small building with a calm face, leaving the cold who stood in place. If it weren't for Leng Zhi's timely reminder, maybe he would have forgotten Zhuge Yunqing's words, maybe the current Dongfang Xian is dead, maybe his heart can feel better.

Originally, a warm dinner ended hastily, after the scene just now, no one still had the heart to eat, everyone left the hall and returned to their rooms, leaving only Wuxin and Ruyi.

Looking at the messy dishes and chopsticks on the table in front of him, smelling the smell of the food still remaining in the air in the pot, he frowned unintentionally, and felt a trace of guilt in his heart, because he once again broke the original tranquility here, if it weren't for himself, the people of Fengyue Valley would not find here, and they would not let Ruyi face all this again, he knew that Ruyi would be more worried about himself in the future.

"Are they the thirteen people you said?" Ruyi slowly walked to Wuxin's side and said softly, with a calm smile on his face.

"Yes. Wuxin replied lightly, he could feel the trace of nervousness suppressed in Ruyi's heart.

Ruyi nodded and said slowly: "They are very strong, and I am also relieved to have them by your side." "That was perhaps the biggest takeaway for her tonight, because he knew that Wuxin was no longer alone in facing everything.

Wuxin nodded, raised his eyes to look at the "shadow" who was cleaning the battlefield in the courtyard, and remembered what he heard about these thirteen people from Zhuge Yunqing's mouth. Although Zhuge Yunqing named them the Thirteen Ghost Mozuka, he was unwilling to call them "shadows".

"Can you not leave?" Ruyi bit her lip and asked slowly, she knew that Wuxin was going to leave again, because she understood what Wuxin was thinking in his heart, and she also knew what he cared about the most.

Wuxin didn't speak, shook his head gently, he couldn't refuse, but he couldn't agree, so he could only choose to be silent.

He had to leave, for the sake of Ruyi, for the sake of everyone here. Although he also wants to stay, he can't be so selfish. Maybe one day in the future, when he solves all his troubles, then he should stay, stay here, forever.

Neither of them spoke again, just stood side by side, quietly looking at the thirteen people who were busy in the courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky that was also staring at them, and did not leave for a long time......