The candle flame burned to the end, bursting out a bright spark, which was annihilated, and was shrouded in a faint moonlight, and the shadows were everywhere. Wei Qiqi got up and walked out of the house, looking up at the swarthy Demon Suppression Tower, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't help himself.

He vaguely felt that he was caught in a chaotic chess game, his eyes were black, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't tell. People are self-aware, and if they want to get something, they must pay the corresponding price, from Ruan Jing to Ziyang Daoren, the master and apprentice both look at him differently, which is not a good sign. He is a pawn on the chessboard, and his advance and retreat are controlled by others, but he does not know where his position is, and whether he will become an outcast. He had a strong premonition that from the moment he stepped on the Flowing Stone Peak, his fate was tightly entangled and inseparable from the Demon Suppression Tower.

The person who can answer his doubts is in retreat and will not show up for seven or eight years, if she is safe and sound, maybe she can uncover the truth of the chess game and tell him the truth behind this qiē.

Thinking of the beautiful girl who was slow and reasonable, sitting on a branch and nibbling on a peach, Wei Qiqi couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart.

Just when he was restless, the wind and clouds on the top of the flowing stone peak suddenly changed, and a bright sword light crossed the sky, like a meteor falling to the ground, unstoppable, Wei XVII hurriedly looked back, only to see a huge flying sickle obliquely inserted on the stone beam rock, a person stepped on the sickle handle, stood with his back hand, and the night wind blew his clothes, fluttering like a fairy.

Shiliangyan was alarmed from top to bottom, and Sect Master Lu Wei came out of the line, leading a group of disciples to come forward, and said with a smile: "Welcome Master out of the customs!" Everyone knelt down and said in unison: "Welcome Elder Lu out of the customs!"

Wei Qiqi heard Yu Yao say that there were two Kunlun elders in the Hook and Sickle Sect, one of whom was surnamed Lu, with a single name "Ping", and a high and powerful position, who had competed with the Ziyang Dao people for the position of the head of Kunlun, but unfortunately lost under the Qingying Sword. He looked intently, and saw that Elder Nalu had a clear appearance, gray hair, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were covered with fine lines, which was quite dusty.

Lu Ping held three strands of clear beard, laughed, and said: "Okay, okay, you are all on the mountain-hey, where is Muzi, where has he gone?" He was lazy by nature, and only accepted three disciples, the eldest apprentice died young and fell in the town demon tower, and the second apprentice, Yao Jiang, went down the mountain to experience and died, and died in the miasma forest outside the town customs, and the youngest apprentice was Li Muzi.

Lu Wei said: "Senior Sister Song, Senior Brother Li and Yao'er are still in Chixia Valley to clear the corpse-eating vine demon, and they should arrive in a few days. ”

Lu Ping was very shrewd, and he had heard that Lu Wei had something important to say, so he groaned slightly and said, "It's okay, go to Lengquan Cave." At that moment, he put away the flying sickle and stepped down from Shiliangyan, Lu Wei dismissed the first and second generations of disciples, and only called Jin Peiyu to follow him and accompanied Elder Lu to Lengquan Cave.

That Jin Peiyu's eyebrows drooped, her face was gray, and she had a sad face, although her appearance was not amazing, she made a good cup of tea, and she was very valued by the sect master.

Wei Qiqi looked at them from afar, and suddenly remembered the Xiandu faction far west of Kunlun Mountain, and he was quite melancholy. He has been pushed to the edge of the cliff by fate, and there is no support from his peers behind him, so he can only go down alone, although Kunlun is big, he can only be parasitized, he will not be accepted, and he cannot really become one of them.

Lu Ping seemed to sense something, stopped suddenly, turned his head, and his gaze fell on Wei Qiqi's face. His eyes faintly ignited two beating flames, Wei Qiqi's face changed drastically, he instinctively closed his eyes, and took a few steps back, as if burned by the burning gaze.

"Who is he? Why haven't I seen him?" Lu Ping frowned, for some reason, his first impression of this person was extremely bad.

Lu Wei said: "He is the master's nephew of the master, surnamed Wei, called Wei Seventeen, Elder Ruan accepted the apprentice on behalf of his father and introduced him to the Imperial Sword Sect." ”

"The master and nephew of the master, Ruan Yatou accepted the apprentice on behalf of her father, this is already the third one!"

"Yes, he carved it to stay in Shiliangyan temporarily, and then make arrangements after the head of the house turned. ”

"Where is the head now?"

"It's still on the cliff peak. ”

Lu Ping thought for a moment and said to himself, "It seems that a lot of things have happened during my retreat......

The three of them slowly walked around to the back of Shiliang Rock and stepped into the cold spring cave where the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Hook and Sickle Sect was enshrined.

After walking more than ten steps, two forks appeared in front of him, and Lu Ping turned to the right first and came to a stone room. There is a spring in the corner of the stone chamber, and the flowing water is gurgling, like a jade song, and it is poured into the pool along the stone tank, and the water is as clear as a mirror, and there is neither its overflow nor its derogation.

Lu and Lu sat down, and Jin Peiyu was drinking water and cooking tea on the side, silent.

Lu Wei coughed lightly, told the whole story of Taiyi's thousand-mile attack on Chixia Valley, and calmly mentioned that the head of the sect decided to exchange the mountain and river vitality lock and the moonflower wheel mirror for a side branch person.

The fragrance of tea in the stone room was rising, Lu Ping raised his glass and took a sip, and after a long time, he sighed slightly: "The two evils fight for the lighter, and the head of the house has made a dangerous move." ”

After a while, he asked again, "What is the origin of Wei Seventeen?"

"I wonder if Uncle Shi still remembers the two beautiful pythons that escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower?"

"It's Grandma Tong, in order to save her grandson, she was injured by the fire of the sun, and she has cultivated less than one percent of her life, and she can't escape from Kunlun Mountain. ”

"Yes, at that time, Elder Ruan was ordered by the head of the family to chase and kill Grandma Tong, and chased all the way to Qianren Peak, the small beauty python died in the hands of Qi Du of the Pingyuan faction, and the old one fled into the Autumn Peach Valley of Xiandu Peak, and the lamp ran out, and it couldn't withstand Elder Ruan's sword. At that time, Wei Qiqi was a disciple of the Xiandu Sect, worshipping under Xunye, Elder Ruan saw him for the first time in the Autumn Peach Valley, and from that day on, he entered Kunlun's field of vision. ”

"And after that?"

Yao Jiang, Green Rust Sword, Zhenhaiguan, Miasma Leaf Forest, Cavalry of the Iron Forehead, Chixia Valley Sword, Thunder and Fire Tribulation Clouds, Mountain Belly Refuge, Ghoul Vine Demon, Tieling Town, Kangping, Cliff Peak, Phoenix Terrace, Lu Wei came together, and then wrote lightly: "The two of them are in love, Wei Qiqi is the master and nephew of the head of the family, and the future is unlimited. ”

Lu Ping snorted, and said senran: "The master and nephew of the head of the family can't move?"

Lu Wei said categorically: "I can't move." ”

"Okay, okay, ...... you now" Lu Ping glanced back at Jin Peiyu, his eyelids fluttered, his heart was full of doubts, and he suddenly said, "Why don't you let your apprentice avoid it, you have to have a showdown in front of her?"

"Uncle Lu, Peiyu has been with me for twenty years, and she has never shown any dew, do you know that before worshipping me as a teacher, she has been cultivating in Liushi Peak for seven years?"

Lu Ping narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, his eyes lit a beating flame again, Jin Peiyu's face was silent, calmly brewing tea, and her hands did not tremble in the slightest.

"Amazing! Who did you practice with for seven years?"

"Uncle Shi of the Poison Sword Sect. ”

Lu Ping was silent for a long time, and muttered: "It's Shi Tiezhong, no wonder...... Under the tea, the three flowers and five qi are dissipated! The Hook and Sickle Sect and the Poison Sword Sect have joined forces, is it your meaning, or the meaning of the master?"

Lu Wei avoided answering, but said, "Master Lu's injuries have not healed, why don't you continue to retreat and recuperate?"