At the top of the crane peak, the atmosphere in the pavilion is no longer as light and breezy as before, and finally becomes solemn when the dust is about to settle.

The sound of the chess pieces hitting the chessboard is crisp and pleasant.

Xun Yu frowned, and let out a helpless sigh, "Yes, it is possible for only Qingyin Pavilion Master level assassins to avoid my ears and eyes and quietly come around the Sword Sect. ”

Xun Wei didn't taunt, in this world, no one has the ability to mock his father sitting opposite him.

This is the truth that my father has verified again and again in his past life with the blood and corpses of his opponents.

The game that I was lucky enough to win relied on and relied on too many things.

But it was precisely because of that game that he touched his father's backlash and finally broke with his father completely.

Today, it is no longer the father and the son who are sitting opposite each other, but the minister of Shu and the national teacher of Daduan.

In fact, Xun Wei knew in his heart that if it weren't for Yunluo, his father might not see him again in this life.

So, he quietly looked at the chessboard, waiting for his father's response.

Throw the son to admit defeat, or the trapped beast is still fighting.

Xun Yu looked at Jiang Yan who was sitting in the carriage, and asked for no reason, "You haven't thought about why Jiang Yan sent me here today?"

Xun Wei raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and shook his head, "Who can Uncle Wen invite?"

There are only a few monks of the Eight Realms in the world.

Xun Yu didn't answer directly, rubbing a chess piece, "You are sure that I will not break with you head-on because I am afraid of the common people of Shu, so I can't shoot directly." I went to someone for help. ”

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed through Xun Wei's mind, and the color of shock appeared and was instantly hidden, and he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect you to think of him and invite him out." ”

Xun Yu didn't taunt his opponent, but looked at the sky, and sighed with emotion, "Naturally, I can't invite anything else, but since Qingyun still has orphans, then he will definitely come." ”

As he spoke, he firmly placed a chess piece in one place, "It's only him, don't worry about you!"

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Zhou Mo felt the sudden shock of heaven and earth vitality behind him, and said secretly in his heart: I'm sorry, Youtang, see you in the next life!

With a loud roar, "Run!" At the same time, Yunluo was violently thrown far away, and when he turned around, he instantly laid out a large pile of talisman arrays, hollowing out all the family funds that were secretly prepared on the way to escape.

Although he knew that under the gap of the entire Great Realm, these hastily formed rune arrays had little effect, he still calmly looked at the rapidly condensed giant palm, waiting for death.

Zhou Mo's actions were clearly seen by Zheng Di, he did not immediately chase Yunluo, but looked at the embroidered tiger of Sixiang Mountain who was about to die in his hands, and his smile was cold and cruel. When he is solved, a child in the second realm, there is still room for struggle.

He thought to himself, not letting you die under the shadowy killing tactics that our assassins often use, and he would respect you as a man.

The talisman array was unexpectedly destroyed in an instant, and the giant palm was unabated, and just when Zhou Mo was about to close his eyes in despair, a majestic sword light quietly exploded, easily smashing the giant palm that made him feel powerless.

Thunder in the silence!

Then Zhou Mo felt that the back of his neck was pulled back, and the whole person flew out upside down, and in a trance, he seemed to see a white-clothed swordsman.

Before Zhou Mo went to castration, he was stretched out to help him, and when he turned his head, an old man in a green shirt was standing aside with Yunluo.

The old man first let out a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Finally, there is nothing wrong, I have heard the name of the Four Elephants Embroidered Tiger for a long time, and I finally have the fate to see it today." ”

Zhou Mo was shocked at first, he had never met this person, how did he know his identity?

Seeing that Yunluo was fine in a blink of an eye, it seemed that he still knew this old man, Zhou Mo's heart was relieved, he no longer cared, and returned the salute, "Don't dare to be." ”

Yunluo bowed deeply to Zhou Mo, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for sacrificing his life to save him, such a great kindness, Yunluo will definitely remember it in this life." ”

Zhou Mo helped Yunluo up, "It doesn't have to be like this. ”

Zheng Huang over there was suddenly stopped, first startled, and then looked at the person in front of him, a man in white with a stubble on his face and hair tied back at will, and secretly said in his heart that something was wrong.

The palm he just now was a genuine blow from the Eight Realms, otherwise it would not have made Zhou Mo of the Seven Realms unable to resist, but it was smashed by this person's sword, which shows that this person's strength is not weak.

Thinking of this, Zheng Dian lightly arched his hand, "This friend, Qingyin Pavilion is doing business, please make it convenient." It's not easy for friends to practice, so it's better not to get involved in these court events. ”

There is a threat implied in the seemingly humble and friendly language, and I believe that a person who can practice to such a point should understand the trade-off.

The man in white said coldly, "Get out, spare you from dying." ”

His voice was a little hoarse and sluggish, and he felt like someone he hadn't spoken in a long time.

The ruthless color gradually appeared on Zheng Huang's face, "Give me a shameless face, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Zhou Mo hurriedly reminded loudly: "This person is Zheng Huang, the deputy pavilion master of Qingyin Pavilion, the inferior product of the Eight Realms, Your Excellency be careful." ”

The man in white looked back when he heard this, as if he was thanking Zhou Mo for his reminder.

Zheng Di took this opportunity to move, and appeared next to the man in white with the strange body method unique to Qingyin Pavilion, and instantly sent out a vicious and vicious blow.

The white-clothed man didn't look back, his momentum changed, the sword qi that rushed to the sky was no longer hidden, and suddenly erupted, and the sword qi flowed wildly like a waterfall, and with this sword qi alone, Zheng Huang's blow was shattered, and then he handed a sword back casually.

Just when Zheng Dian was split in half with a face full of horror, Zhou Mo shouted carefully before rushing out of his mouth, echoing in this mountain forest for a long time.

The man in white snorted, "The Eight Realms of Papier-mâché." ”

Zhou Mo felt that there were some things that he should still explain clearly, of course he didn't care, but it was inappropriate to accidentally harm other well-wishers.

He bowed his hand to the man in white who didn't seem to be very good at talking, "Your Excellency cultivates to Tongtian, but this person is the deputy pavilion master of Qingyin Pavilion, and he is the descendant of Xun Qingge, the queen of the Daduan Dynasty. ”

The man in white stared at him for a long time, and then said, "The person is good, but it's a little grinding." ”

Zhou Mo smiled dumbly, and the old man smiled, "Mr. Xiuhu, you should know him." ”

Zhou Mo looked at the white-clothed man standing with a sword suspiciously, his figure was tall, and his face was half covered by his beard, but just by looking at those eyes as bright as stars, he knew that this person's face would not be bad, but he really didn't know him!

The old man's voice continued, "Well, he and you are neighbors. ”

Zhou Mo's heart suddenly moved, he thought of a person, and then remembered his attitude of not caring about the Daduan Dynasty just now, he instantly understood the identity of this person, walked out quickly, walked in front of the person in white, and saluted respectfully, "Zhou Mo has seen the sword immortal in white!"

The old man patted Yunluo on the shoulder, "Go ahead, go and say hello to your Uncle Yang, he used to be your father's personal guard." ”

After a while, Zhou Mo looked at the white-clothed figure slowly moving forward in front of him, and Yunluo, who was tightly hugged by his shoulder, the two of them seemed to be whispering something, and their hearts were surging with memories.

More than ten years ago, Ling Qingyun went down the mountain to raise an incident and swept in all directions, and there was a teenager who had always been his personal guard.

The young man is always accustomed to wearing white clothes, cold and speechless, chic and neat manners, but when he arrives on the battlefield, he is not afraid of death, and he kills blood and stains his white robe.

The young man's own kendo talent is high, and with the careful guidance of Ling Qingyun, in just a few years, he has already entered the Seven Realms, and after that, he gradually became a white-clothed sword immortal.

Ling Qingyun's wife, Xun Ange, also cared for the young man, and the young man regarded the two as brothers and sisters, and they were harmonious and warm.

But it all came to an end on that day sixteen years ago.

Ling Qingyun and Xun Ange died tragically in Lingyun Pavilion, and when the young man who was transferred by someone arrived at the end of the situation.

The boy's reaction afterwards did not circulate in the rivers and lakes, everyone just knew that the day after the fall of the Ling Mansion, the boy walked away from the 100,000 mountains alone, and escaped from the world.

Gradually, everyone slowly forgot about this white-clothed sword immortal.

The boy's surname is Yang, and his name is Qing.

His own brother is Yang Hao, the current Yongding Emperor of the Daduan Dynasty.

Before he left the 100,000 mountains, the edict that was broken by him with a sword once wrote that he was canonized as Prince Rui of the Daduan Dynasty.

Zhou Mo turned his head to look at the old man who was walking side by side with him, and said with emotion: "The dragon rises, and the wind and rain are prosperous." ”

The old man smiled slightly, "Mr. Xiuhu has been hiding for many years, it's time to shine." ”

Zhou Mo also smiled and said, "Zhou Mo has a lot of things to ask Mr. Wen." ”

The old man turned out to be Wen Wei, a few days ago, he was secretly sent to 100,000 mountains by the prime minister, and asked Yang Qing to come out of the mountain, day and night, and finally arrived in time.

Wen Wei nodded, his eyes looked in the direction of Heming Peak, "When tonight passes, I should explain it to Mr. Xiuhu one by one." ”

A group of four people walked slowly towards the Xiling Sword Sect like this.

As soon as he walked out of the distance, a figure flew over, and it was the wild goose that hurried to help.

He had just sent the rest of the teenagers halfway up the mountain and asked them to inform Chen Qingfeng, so he turned around and flew in the direction where Zhou Mo had left.

Seeing Yang Qing who was hugging Yunluo at a glance, he mistakenly thought that Yunluo had been held hostage, urging Zhenyuan, and was about to come to the rescue, Zhou Mo hurriedly reminded him to stop, and was about to say something to Yan Jinghan, Yang Qing had already spoken lightly, and there was a trace of uncertainty in his expression, "Yan Suiyun?"

Yan was shocked, who was this person? After so many years, his appearance had changed drastically, how could he recognize himself at a glance?

Wen Wei also stepped forward quickly and said with a smile: "It's too troublesome to say one by one, let's introduce it together in a while." ”

Zhou Mo didn't have a lot of mouths, and pulled the confused goose to walk towards the Sword Sect together.

As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, apart from the injured Bai Qingyue and the killed Zhang Qinggui, Chen Qingfeng and the five elders, a total of six people, had already flown over here, just happened to meet Yunluo and the others.

Chen Qingfeng stretched out his hand to stop the elder behind him, looked at Yunluo, and then looked at Yang Qing who was holding Yunluo, and then saw that among the three acquaintances behind the two, the old man of the Prime Minister's Mansion finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with concern: "Yunluo, are you okay?"

Yunluo shook his head, Yang Qing let go of his arm, and Yunluo saluted: "Thank you for your concern, sect master and elders." ”

Chen Qingfeng said to himself fearfully after a while: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." ”

He looked at Yang Qing and asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

Wen Weile walked out heavily, "Let me introduce you to you." ”

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At the top of the crane peak, Xun Wei looked up to the sky and sighed, "Miserable, miserable, it took so much effort and treasure to pile up the eight products, and there is no way to live." ”

Xun Yu said lightly: "What if Yang Qing's subordinates show mercy." ”

Xun Wei looked excited, shook his hands, and danced with his big sleeves, "What kind of person is Yang Qing? He looks harmless to humans and animals, but he crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain." In this life, I will serve my eldest brother-in-law and eldest sister. ...... at the beginning"

Xun Yu interrupted coldly, "You shouldn't be qualified to use this title anymore." ”

Xun worried's expression froze, looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard, and complained: "It seems that this big dragon can't be saved, and I actually went down to the big dragon that was killed, I'm really stupid." ”

Xun Yu frowned again, "You are like this, but it makes me a little uneasy." ”

Xun picked up a chess piece sadly, "You and Jiang Yan have come out, I hope those fools in Jincheng can know and seize the opportunity." ”