Huashan, study.

Yue Buqun stood at the window, looking outside, his eyes were inexplicable, and his face was also a look of struggle.

He stood for a long time, sighed, and released his clenched fists.

"Squeak", Ning Zhong pushed the door and entered.

Walking to Yue Buqun's side, he looked at the person in front of him with a tender expression, and said, "Senior brother, what are you worried about?

Yue Buqun turned his head to look at his wife's delicate face, and thought of his lively and lovely daughter again, and made a secret decision in his heart.

seemed to be much more relaxed, and said with a smile: "Yes, the Songshan faction is pressing step by step, and it is really a lot of pressure, but as long as I think of you by my side, I will be much more relaxed." ”

Ning Zhongze's eyes were a little surprised, as if he was surprised that the senior brother, who had always been polite and elegant, would say this, but he was still very happy, "Yes, senior brother, no matter what, I will stand by your side and face it with you." ”

Yue Buqun reached out and held Ning Zhongze's hands, smiling.

Ning Zhong leaned his head on Yue Buqun's chest, enjoying this rare warmth.

"Knock knock" There was an urgent knock on the door.

Yue Buqun's face turned grim, and the two separated, "Come in." ”

A Huashan disciple pushed the door, bowed down and said urgently: "Master, master, it's not good, the king of the Sword Sect is nameless, and he has fought with the little junior sister and senior brother in Siguo Cliff, and Senior Brother Lin is injured." ”

Yue Buqun was taken aback, "What the hell is going on?" Lin Zhennan had just died, if Lin Pingzhi had another accident, the people on the rivers and lakes would be afraid that they would have anything to say.

The disciple said, "The disciple doesn't know, master, master, you better go and have a look." ”

Yue Buqun and his wife glanced at each other, did not dare to delay, hurriedly went out, and went straight to Siguo Cliff.

At this time, think about the cliff.

Wang Wuming and Ling Hu Chong were fighting, and Yue Lingshan next to him was also helping. In the corner, Lin Pingzhi was lying on the ground, his left arm stained with blood.

Linghu Chong kept a calm face and was silent, and Yue Lingshan's face was full of shame.

Wang Wuming waved his sword and said: "Ling Hu Chong, we can be regarded as growing up together, I can't watch you being cuckolded, you don't thank me, and you have to deal with me with the stinky girl." ”

Yue Lingshan shouted, "Wang Wuming, you bastard, you are talking nonsense." "The attack is more rapid.

Wang Wuming's hand didn't stop, and he smiled, "The kid surnamed Lin, except for a pair of stinky skins, where can he compare to Ling Hu Chong, the first silver spear wax statue, don't you say?"

Yue Lingshan knew that he couldn't say it, and if he said it, he would suffer a loss, so he didn't speak anymore, but only swung his sword to attack, and his moves pointed at the king's nameless vital point.

Wang Wuming swept away Ling Hu Chong's wind sword technique, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he caught a glimpse of the figure at the entrance of the Siguo Cliff.

The figure seemed to be a beat slower, and was stabbed by a sword handed by Yue Lingshan, a splash of blood, as if the whole person had been hit hard, and staggered back.

Yue Lingshan was also stunned, as if she was surprised to be able to stab this sword.

Wang Wuming retreated, supporting the ground with his sword, as if he was seriously injured, but by coincidence, Lin Pingzhi was behind him.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up, he got up quickly, and raising his sword was a straight stab.

Wang Wuming's eyes moved, and his body staggered again, crooked.

"Poof"

Wang Wuming lowered his head, looked at the half-cut tip of the sword emerging from his chest, was stunned, and slowly turned around, "You ......"

All this happened extremely quickly, and everyone on the cliff was stunned.

Lin Pingzhi was also stunned, and said in a panic: "No...... I didn't ......" hurriedly let go of the hilt of the sword and took a few steps back.

The corners of Wang Wuming's mouth were bleeding, his body shook, he took a few steps back, and his body leaned back.

When Ling Hu Chong saw this scene, he was also a little stunned, Wang Wuming's swordsmanship was so high, he knew it deeply, how could it become like this.

"Chong'er, save people. Behind him, Yue Buqun, who saw this scene, shouted angrily.

Linghu rushed to a spirit, saw that Wang Wuming was a cliff behind him, and hurriedly rushed forward.

But it was still too late, Wang Wuming's body had already fallen, and he didn't catch it when he reached out and grabbed it, which made Hu Chong's brain hot and jumped down.

Wang Wuming's half-squinted eyes widened suddenly, and he was shocked and abnormal, so he didn't have to fight so hard.

Ling Hu Chong finally grabbed Wang Wuming's shirt, and at this time, a cloth belt also fell on the top of the mountain, and Ling Hu Chong reached out and grabbed it.

Wang Wuming's eyes moved, and he secretly made a thousand pounds of falling, and "tore" his clothes were torn.

Wang Wuming said softly: "Xiao Chongchong, I can only help you get here." ”

Ling Hu Chong grabbed a piece of the corner of his clothes, looked at Wang Wuming's gradually disappearing figure, his eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi......"

Thinking about the cliff platform, Yue Buqun pulled up, saw that only Ling Hu Chong came up, and saw the fabric in his hand, his face was blue, and his cheeks were tense.

On the other side, Lin Pingzhi still looked lost, muttering to himself, "I didn't want to kill him, and I don't know what's going on......"

Yue Buqun shouted angrily: "Say, what's going on?" like a thunderclap, it resounded on the Siguo Cliff.

Yue Lingshan came back to her senses at this time, and with a "wow", she cried directly and threw herself into Ning Zhongze's arms.

Yue Buqun saw it, his anger did not decrease, and he turned to look at Ling Hu Chong, "Ling Hu Chong, you say." ”

Ling Hu Chong cleaned up his mood and said in a low voice: "Uncle Wang, when he saw his junior sister teaching Senior Brother Lin to practice swords, he laughed at Senior Sister, saying that Senior Sister likes the new and hates the old, and then Senior Sister and he fought, and then Senior Brother Lin also participated and was injured, and finally Senior Sister asked me to help...... And in the end it became like this, yes, how did it end up like this? His swordsmanship was so high. After Ling Hu Chong finished speaking, he looked dazed.

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Pingzhi coldly, Lin Pingzhi's body trembled, and he hurriedly knelt down, "Master, the disciple didn't mean to kill him, master, the disciple didn't mean to kill him." ”

Everyone saw a flower in front of them, and there was an old man in white who thought about the cliff.

When Yue Buqun saw this, he was also panicked, and his face was ugly, "Uncle Feng." ”

Feng Qingyang looked at these people and frowned: "The old man seems to have heard a nameless voice just now, the old man is looking for him for something, do you know where the others are?"

Yue Buqun's cheeks tightened and he didn't make a sound.

Ling Hu Chong rubbed the corners of his clothes, and said astringently: "Uncle Fengshi's ancestor......"

Feng Qingyang looked at the things in his hands, his eyes froze, and then turned his head to look at Lin Pingzhi who was kneeling on the ground.

Lin Pingzhi muttered to himself: "I didn't mean to kill him. ”

Feng Qingyang took a few steps forward, looked at the cloth belt and blood stains on the edge of the cliff, and his face gradually turned iron-blue.

Turning around slowly, his robe was windless, he looked at Yue Buqun coldly, and waved his left hand.

"Bang"

Lin Pingzhi, who was kneeling on the ground, flew up and crashed into the wall of Siguo Cliff, and immediately vomited blood, smashed to the ground, and did not move.

Slowly walked to Yue Buqun's side and stared at him coldly.

Yue Buqun's face was ugly, and he frowned: "Uncle Feng, it's Senior Brother Wang, slandering Lingshan, this kid ......."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Qingyang waved his hand.

Yue Buqun hurriedly raised his palm to meet the attack.

"Bang"

Yue Buqun took a few steps back, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he still explained: "Senior uncle......"

Feng Qingyang took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at his sword, and pointed at Yue Buqun.

"Qiang" Yue Buqun drew his sword and counterattacked.

As soon as there was a flower in front of him, the sword was taken off.

Ning Zhong hurriedly let go of his daughter and blocked in front of Yue Buqun, "Uncle Feng, be merciful." ”

Feng Qingyang glanced at him coldly, "As the head of a faction, you are not qualified for martial arts, you are not qualified, as a master, your disciples are not strict, and your disciples are ruthless, you are not qualified." ”

When Yue Buqun heard this, his face turned blue and his fists clenched.

Although Feng Qingyang was extremely angry in his heart, he was not a person who did not distinguish between right and wrong, and after punishing Yue Buqun slightly, he threw his hand and left, and went to find someone at the bottom of the mountain.

Yue Buqun clenched his fists, lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and then his eyes were certain, as if he had made some kind of determination.

......

That night, deep in the dense forest of Huashan.

In the light of the fire fold, a figure spread out the clothes in his hand, and when he looked closer, it was a robe, and the robe was densely covered with handwriting.

The figure muttered: "If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace." ”

Stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword at his feet, under the firelight, the sword body glowed with cold light, which made people's hearts cold.