At the Qilin Cliff of Sword Peak, a spirit bird as big as a peacock like a young phoenix landed, its claws clasped tightly on the new tombstone, and a mournful cry came out of its mouth.

Misery, pain and sorrow.

A young figure slowly emerged, and the spirit bird fell suddenly, grabbing at the man.

The man did not resist at all, and let him scratch the pale gold brocade robe on his body, leaving scars on his arms and face.

And so on and so forth.

After a long time, the spirit bird whimpered and left, flying back to the top of Zixiao Peak.

There, an ethereal figure stood with its hands in its hands, and the spirit bird landed on its shoulder, wiping and rubbing affectionately.

The young figure stood silent in front of the new grave.

A cold and frosty shadow approached silently.

The young figure didn't look back and said, "What's the matter?"

Shen Yuyan lowered his head, "The pavilion master has a call."

The man's figure trembled, turned his head, and looked at Shen Yuyan.

The young figure is Sima Yuan.

Then he stepped out, and the figure disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was outside the Sword Pavilion.

At this moment, hundreds of figures had already gathered, such as Mo Yu, Shen Yuan, Nangong Que, Ling Xiaofeng and others.

Seeing Sima Yuan coming, everyone bowed in unison.

Sima Yuan stepped into the sword tower, and after entering it, he heard a calm word, "If the smoke is cold, but the heart is the same, you need to do your best to enlighten her in the future." ”

Zhang Zonghei, who knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "The disciple has written it down."

Seeing Sima Yuan coming, the pale and plain man on the bed waved weakly, "You stand down."

Zhang Zongsi retreated silently.

Sima Yuan raised his eyes to look, but saw Xu Zhimei half-lying on the edge of the bed.

The charm of the past has dissipated, the body is thin and weak, and it is no longer plump.

He was already sad and miserable, and his vitality was greatly damaged by the suppression of the mandrill rebellion a few days ago, which made his cultivation completely fall out of the real realm.

Later, I heard that Chen Qingwan had fallen, which caused serious damage to my mood.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Sima Yuan silently stepped forward and saluted, "Stepmother."

Xu Zhimei hummed lightly, and after she was silent for a long time, she said slowly, "Wan'er has this catastrophe in her life, and her destiny is difficult to disobey, you don't have to feel guilty." ”

Sima Yuan was silent.

She glanced at Sima Yuan, knowing that he hadn't listened, and sighed lightly, "After the death of Zhaoyang and the departure of the second child, the hearts of the people of my sword peak have been scattered. ”

Xu Zhimei looked at Sima Yuan, "Yuan'er, although you started late, Zhaoyang treats you like a brother, and senior brother also valued you a lot when he was alive." ”

"At the beginning, I originally put the burden of killing Xiao Han on Wan'er, but you were able to take the initiative to feed the tiger with your body, which not only pleased the senior brother, but also made him completely accept you. ”

There was a hint of guilt in her eyes, "It's also the mother-in-law who is selfish, let you die on his behalf to save them." ”

Sima Yuan was silent for a moment, "The stepmother doesn't have to mind, it was the disciple's voluntariness at the beginning, and no one forced it." ”

Xu Zhimei smiled, looking at Sima Yuan's gaze as if satisfied and gratified.

She hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "I didn't agree to the matter between you and Wan'er at first, but Senior Brother was relieved and didn't mind, and persuaded me to let go." ”

Sima Yuan's body seemed to tremble, that master, is he a good person or a bad person?

When he thought of his senior sister again, he only felt that his liver and intestines were broken.

Xu Zhimei's eyes were even more ashamed, and her bloodless thin lips opened slightly, "Wan'er is talented in sword cultivation, but she has no father or mother since she was a child, although she looks docile and soft, she actually has a strong temperament, which is not even comparable to Yuyan." ”

She sighed lightly and said regretfully, "It's a pity, she has a shallow life, not only has she not had a relationship with the avenue, but she has never even experienced a love in this life, but it has hurt her." ”

Sima Yuan's lips squirmed, and he stopped talking.

Xu Zhimei seemed to know what Sima meant, but she just shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to recognize each other, but I don't dare to recognize it." ”

Sima Yuan suddenly said astringently, "Why don't you dare to admit it?"

Xu Zhimei was silent, and Sima Yuan seemed to be angry.

Her eyes showed pain, and after a little silence, she said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Chen is my Taoist companion."

Sima Yuan was hit hard and was silent for a long time.

Pavilion no

After knowing how long she was silent, Xu Zhimei said slowly, "Yuyan is so hostile to you, you don't have to take it to heart. ”

She hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Yuyan started ten years earlier than you, and suffered a lot when he was young, and his background is difficult to talk about, so his temperament is quite cold and eccentric. Over the years, he has been accompanied by Wan'er since he was a child, from cultivation, life and sword learning, to literacy and writing, and dealing with the world. ”

She sighed faintly, "Therefore, although Wan'er and her are like sisters, they are more like mother and daughter." ”

"Wan'er is doing better than my stepmother."

She looked at Sima Yuan, "When Zhaoyang fell, the reason why Yuyan treated you without pretense is that this is the root cause. You don't blame her. ”

Sima Yuan nodded lightly, "Don't worry, Yuan'er understands." ”

Xu Zhimei's eyes showed relief, nodded and said, "As for the fifth child, although he was a little cautious before, it has finally passed." ”

Sima Yuan replied, "Yuan'er can save it."

Then seeing Xu Zhimei's tired eyes, he respectfully retired.

When Sima Yuan walked out of the Sword Pavilion, Shen Yuyan entered coldly and came out silently.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Zhang Zongsi walked to his side and said in a low voice, "My stepmother is gone."

Sima Yuan turned around and glanced at him, and after a little silence, "My stepmother is buried next to my senior sister."

Zhang Zongsi claimed to be.

Then the sword peak thousand swords fired in unison, and the wailing continued.

.........

In the Law Enforcement Hall, after a burst of runic light forbidden array flickered, Sima Yuan appeared in the dungeon.

An unkempt figure crouched in the corner of the wall, and Nangong Que on the side flew wildly with a whip in his hand, crackling and whipping his body.

Seeing that the golden pill in his body had already been broken, his breath was disordered.

The prison robe on his body had long been torn, and there were nearly a thousand whip marks, strangulation marks, knife wounds, and messy branding engraved on his body, which was extremely miserable.

And on his side, there are dozens of boxes of rare elixirs that have been exhausted.

Seeing Sima Yuan coming, Nangong Que stopped waving his whip and bowed down.

Sima Yuan's eyes were indifferent, "Have you explained?"

Nangong Que's eyes showed ruthlessness, "This old guy is strong enough, and he still refuses to say anything after resisting seven waves." ”

Sima Yuan nodded lightly and waved his hand, and Nangong Que withdrew from the dungeon.

Sima Yuan said lightly, "Wang Daoyou, if you invite it truthfully, Sima Ke will spare your life." ”

The filthy figure trembled, as if hesitating.

Sima Yuan's eyes were cold, "Come quickly!"

The man's whole body trembled like a sieve, but his eyes when he looked up at Sima Yuan were full of unforgettable hatred, and the resentment in his eyes was enough to make anyone change color.

It is none other than Wang Zhao!

Wang Zhaoyin smiled compassionately, "How is it? Sima Xiao'er, how does it feel like to lose a beloved? Hahaha, this is retribution, retribution!!

His figure rushed towards him, opening his mouth to bite Sima Yuan, looking as fierce as a wild dog.

Sima Yuan's eyes flashed, and the invisible domain field swayed.

Wang Zhao's figure seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and suddenly froze in place, unable to move an inch.

There seemed to be a monstrous hatred in his eyes, and he laughed wildly and said, "Sima Xiao'er, what do you want to know?" Come, beg me, beg me and I'll tell you!"

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped, and he said slowly, "There are people who have rebelled inside and outside the Zixiao Sect, and this power is extraordinary, and now the Qinghong Sect, except for the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect, only the Evil God Palace has such a ability. ”

Wang Hao seemed to hear a big joke, "Evil God Palace? Hahaha, Sima Xiao'er originally knew about the Evil God Palace, it turns out that you are also a fool!"

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, "Could it be that there are others behind you?"

Wang Zhao's eyes showed madness, "Yes, there are indeed people behind me, if you kill me, if you kill me, they will come out, how about it?"

Sima Yuan bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, you are just a little interest, and I will count the hatred of my senior sister on their heads." ”

Wang Zhao's laughter froze, and there was a clicking sound all around, and under the movement of Sima Yuan's eyebrows, Wang Zhao suddenly gained divine power, and blatantly broke through Sima Yuan's sword domain, hitting him directly in the face.

Sima Yuan snorted coldly, "

And so it was."

He slammed forward, and Wang Zhao's twisted figure immediately stiffened and couldn't move.

Immediately, Sima Yuan lifted it in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he carefully examined Wang Zhao's body.

Suddenly, his sword sense was released, directly penetrating Wang Zhao's sea of consciousness, and landed on the ripples in his heart.

Sima Yuan pressed on top of his head, slowly closed his eyes, and he whispered, "Soul search!"

At this moment, Wang Zhao's mouth roared, his face was distorted, and his eyes were full of hideous fear, as if he was suffering great pain and divine soul torture.

Sima Yuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was surprised, and then angry.

A moment later, there was already an awe-inspiring aura emanating from his body!

After a while, he saw Wang Zhao foaming at the mouth, the seven orifices flowed out like ink soul blood, and the breath was like a candle flame, gradually weakening.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan's face was solemn, and then his color changed.

At the same time, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist and slammed forward.

In an instant, a mighty collision spread in front of it.

Outside the prison, Nangong Que stood silently, and Shen Yuan, Mo Yu and others were on his side.

There were terrible screams from inside the prison, and they ignored them and waited in silence.

Suddenly, a thud was heard, followed by a cold snort from a distant place.

The faces of the people outside changed slightly, and a huge force immediately brought them out together.

At the same time, a rumbling sound was heard, accompanied by the aftermath of the confrontation between the two mighty forces.

After the world whirled, when he came back to his senses again, he gasped in unison.

But I saw that the law enforcement palace had been turned into a ruin, and countless collapses had collapsed.

As for the 'Elder', he has long since been reduced to ashes.

At this time, a piercing siren and formation fluctuations immediately sounded above the Punishment Peak.

Dozens of foundation-building monks appeared all around, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Everyone looked at the figure in front of them, and immediately their hearts sank, and they bowed in unison.

Sima Yuan came back to his senses and waved his hand with a frown, "It's okay, stand down." ”

They immediately clenched their fists and slowly retreated.

Mo Yu and the others looked at the embarrassed figure in the front, but saw that his breath was slightly swaying, as if he had just made a big move.

At the same time, it looked up into the distance, looking east, its gaze cold and merciless.

Then he nodded to Shen Yuan, Mo Yu and the others, and the figure stepped forward and disappeared.

Faintly, a whisper seemed to come out, "Divine Court?"

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The Zixiao Hall was empty and cold, and a figure slowly descended.

Sima Yuan stepped into the main hall, and a mighty aura rolled out.

Zixiao Peak had a solemn atmosphere again.

"Order, three days later, the various halls of the peaks will discuss the matter. ”

Outside the hall, someone prostrated to receive the message.

Three days later, Zixiao Hall discussed.

Great Elder Zhuge Yan resigned and returned to Tianshu Peak.

The Elders' Pavilion agreed, and promoted Zhuge Impermanence to be the new elder of the Elders' Pavilion.

His Excellency the Elder then issued an edict:

Depose the sect's traitor Elder Wang Zhao and detain him in the Law Enforcement Palace.

Depose Zhu Mao as the head of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and Li Daoxuan as the head of the ruling department.

The traitors of the sect, Chu Martyrdom, and Xiahou were ordered to be detained in the prison of the Law Enforcement Palace.

Shen Yuyan, the Lord of the Law Enforcement Palace, was promoted to the new peak master of Sword Peak, and was promoted to the Elder Pavilion.

Zhang Zonghei was awarded the position of the master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and Wang Lan was the deputy cabinet.

Pei Yunxiao was appointed as the Great Elder of the Elder Pavilion, in charge of Zixiao inside and outside.

Shengye Qingshan is the second elder of the Elder Pavilion, assisting the Great Elder to govern both inside and outside.

In the end, Zhu Feng asked Chen Qingwan to be the deputy head of Zixiao.

The Elders' Court agreed.

On the same day, the Elders' Pavilion issued an edict inside and outside the sect.

This was followed by dozens of flying sword messages sent to the Qinghong factions.

After ten months, the Zixiao faction will hold a ceremony for the succession of the new head of the sect, and invite the Qinghong faction to come and have a look.

Among the flying swords sent to the Imperial Sword Gate and the Martial Saint Sect, there was also a personal message from the new head Sima Yuan.

Zixiao intends to completely eradicate the Qinghong Evil Sect and invite the two sect masters to attack the Evil God Temple!

After the message came out, Qinghong shook and was in turmoil again.