Kun Mu Ling looked at the lonely fall of the bundle of gods, that touch of clear air slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

She recalled that more than 20 years ago, she walked out of Kunlun Ruins with the boy with higher ambitions, and the two were childhood sweethearts and close at that time.

For the common belief in their hearts, the two sacrificed their lives countless times and survived countless difficulties hand in hand.

She thought that the two of them had a good heart, until they turned white.

Who would have thought that the world is unpredictable.

Did he change his original intention, or did she covet Hongchen and have more resentment.

Who can say all this?

Killing Sheng sighed: "Fate always loves to play tricks on people like this, I have experienced this ending eight times, Kunmu Ling, you are enchanted." ”

Kun Muling's eyes were cloudy, and with a wave of her hands, the altar was put into the Dao Urn by her, and her body jumped up, shattering the iron cage that trapped Qingling with one palm.

She grabbed Qingling and fled into the void.

Killing looked at the red sun rising in the sky, and was stunned for a while.

He muttered to himself: "Zhang Tonggu, I hope to see you again on the other side in the future." ”

Ma Santong emerged from the darkness, followed by a person with a wooden expression and dull eyes.

"My lord, what is he going to do?"

He didn't look back and said: "The people of Diluo are good at assassination, he asked this person to follow me, and he has already become suspicious of me, you can arrange a memory for him again, let him go back to his life." ”

"Obey the laws of your lordship. ”

Killing Sheng gently stroked the soul coffin with his hand, and his thoughts were flying.

December 24, the third year of Ming orthodoxy.

Half a month has passed since the bloody night in Nanjing City.

The bloody night of Nanjing was undoubtedly a major shock to the Ming Dynasty, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed and injured in Nanjing that night, which was even more tragic than the Jingbei Bloody Incident ten years ago.

The southern prison, an important dojo of the imperial court, was destroyed, and more than half of the more than 6,000 prisoners were lost, and the Yunyan Temple under Jinyiwei disappeared from then on.

On the second day, the city of Nanjing was under full martial law, and the imperial court requisitioned 30,000 troops to rescue, and at the same time, it also sent Beizhen Fusi Jinyiwei into Nanjing to track down the truth of the bloody night.

Half a month passed, and Nanjing gradually recovered with the support of the imperial court, but the sadness left by the bloody night still echoed in the sky over the city of Nanjing.

Gu Changqing spent his sixteenth birthday in such an extremely depressed atmosphere, during which time he had been busy with the reconstruction of the southern prison.

It was not easy for the huge southern prison to be rebuilt, but fortunately, at the strong request of the Nanjing Ministry of Industry, Beijing sent hundreds of charmers and refiners from the northern prison.

With the support of the imperial court and the northern prison, the southern prison was half restored in a very short time.

On this day, after Gu Changqing participated in the reconstruction work, he returned to the prison dormitory.

Due to the serious loss of personnel in the southern prison, the structure of each hall has also changed.

Fu Tang was reduced from the original nine courtyards to four courtyards.

The second hospital was abolished due to the death of Zhang Tonggu, and Gu Changqing could only return to live in the prison dormitory.

The third sacrificial wine, Kun Mu Ling, disappeared after the Bloody Night, and everyone believed that Kun Mu Ling, like the other sacrificial wines, had died in the Blood Night to save the Southern Prison.

Gu Changqing didn't think so, he had already learned from Gao Xiaoqin that the reason why they appeared in Yunyanguan that night was because of Kun Mu Ling's order.

Kun Mu Ling's true identity is one of the Nine Great Elders of Kunlun Ruins.

But Gu Changqing combined all kinds of things, and suspected that Kun Muling had rebelled, and her disappearance was by no means so simple, at least, she should not be dead.

All this was just his guess, though.

Originally, there were more than 2,000 Kunlun Xumen people in the six halls of Nanjian, but now there are only more than 300 people left, most of whom are only nine or eight grade Taoists.

Fortunately, there was also an elder of Kunlun Ruins who survived the bloody night.

This elder is the fourth court of the Nanjian Righteous Sword Dao Hall, named Zhao Situ.

The remaining more than 300 Kunlun Xumen people all looked at him, but Gao Xiaoqin stubbornly believed that they should obey the orders of the master, that is, Gu Changqing.

However, no one could truly convince Gu Changqing, even though he was carrying the Kunlun Ruin Sect Seal Kunlun Jindan, even though he had saved them in the bloody night.

There was only one reason why they couldn't convince Gu Changqing, and that was that Gu Changqing's Taoism was too low.

They simply couldn't trust a Jiupin Taoist priest to be their master.

Gu Changqing didn't care about the identity of the Kunlun Ruins Sect, he still hoped in his heart that everyone would forget this.

Although Zhang Tonggu handed over the Kunlun Jindan to him and asked him to lead the Kunlun Xumen people back, he was not ready to accept all this.

Now he only cares about three things.

The first thing is the true identity of the killing.

That night, he let Zhuge Qingquan leave alone, in fact, he wanted to rely on his unique latent ability to investigate and kill.

Although he has always regarded killing as a friend, he has never been relieved by the deliberate concealment of killing.

Ma Santong has calculated himself again and again, but killing has an unusual relationship with Ma Santong, which is his biggest worry.

He was afraid of killing because he was coerced by Ma Santong.

That's why this decision was made.

However, according to Zhuge Qingquan's report, Kill went to the Yamen of the Household Department in Beijing on the night of the bloody night, and only now has he rushed back.

Zhuge Qingquan came back in front of the killing, if it was unexpected, he should come back to find himself soon, after all, Nanjing spell is such a big thing.

The second thing is Li Xi's whereabouts.

On the bloody night in the Yunyanguan Underground Palace, Li Xi was taken away, and he disappeared this time.

Xiangcheng Bofu even issued a reward order, and anyone who provided clues was rewarded with millions.

Gu Changqing is also secretly inquiring about Li Xi's whereabouts, no matter what, the real head of Kunlun Ruins is Li Xi, if he finds Li Xi, he will be able to remove this sudden identity of the head of the school.

As for the third thing, it was about Gu Qingru's reshaping of her body.

He was still thinking about the soul coffin in his heart, if the legend of the soul coffin was true, then Gu Changqing's hope for reshaping his body was on the soul coffin.

It's a pity that he missed the soul coffin, if nothing else, the soul coffin has fallen into the hands of Ma Santong.

He wanted to go to Ma Santong many times, but every time he walked to the gate of the Black and White Dao Palace, he hesitated again.

He was tired of putting his fate in the hands of others.

Starting from Zhu Jianming, along the way, he feels that he has always been doing one thing under the impetus of others.

Whether he likes it or gets tired of it, he has to do it.

Under the prison dormitory, Gu Changqing met Gao Xiaoqin.

"Coach, can you take a step to speak? ”

Gu Changqing nodded, let Zhuge Qingquan stay, and he followed Gao Xiaoqin to a tree.

"Teach. ”

Gao Xiaoqin's attitude was very humble, which made it difficult for Gu Changqing to adapt.

"You don't need to call me in charge, wouldn't it be nice to get along like before?"

Gao Xiaoqin was very resolute: "You have a token of the sect, you are the head of Kunlun Ruins, and I am a native of Kunlun Ruins, so I can't treat you like before." ”

Gu Changqing said helplessly: "Whatever you want, what are you looking for me?"

"Has the Sect Master begun to prepare for his return?"

Gu Changqing was stunned: "Return?"

Gao Xiaoqin said: "My master once predicted that when the spring of next year comes, it will be the day when the Kunlun Xumen people return. ”

"I remember that your master is a member of the Black and White Dao Palace?"

"That's right, Shizun is the chief real person of the Black and White Dao Palace, and he is a third-grade Taoist priest. ”

"He's also from Kunlun Ruins?"

Gao Xiaoqin shook his head and said: "Although he is not from Kunlun Ruins, he has always been very sympathetic to the situation of Kunlun Ruins. ”

Gu Changqing fell into deep thought, did he really want to fall into it?

"Shouldn't such a major matter be decided by Elder Zhao?"

Gao Xiaoqin said dissatisfiedly: "Elder Zhao only thinks about being promoted to the North Prison in his heart, how can he care about the revival plan of Kunlun Ruins?"

Gu Changqing shook his head and said: "Although the imperial court accepted your father's suggestion and pardoned the capital crimes of the Kunlun Xumen people, Jinyiwei has no intention of letting you go, I don't think you can even get out of Nanjing City, let alone return." ”

It was also after the bloody night that Gu Changqing learned that Gao Xiaoqin's father, Dingxianghou, turned out to be the official of the Ying Tianfu Dao Clan.

Gao Xiaoqin's eyes were disappointed when she heard this.

"If I heard me right, Master, what you just said was 'you'?"

Gu Changqing's expression froze: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"It seems that the head of the sect does not regard himself as a person from Kunlun Ruins. ”

Gao Xiaoqin left in great disappointment.

Gu Changqing was also a little unhappy for a while.

At this time, a prisoner came over and said, "Fellow Daoist, there is a killer out there looking for you. ”

Gu Changqing said in his heart, finally came.

Out of the southern prison, Kill Sheng pounced on him with an excited face.

"Good brother, something so big happened, but fortunately you are safe and sound. ”

Gu Changqing said lightly: "I haven't seen you for more than half a month, where have you been?"

Killing took out a letter from his bosom and said, "Look, this is my gift to you. ”

Gu Changqing opened the letter suspiciously, but it was an official certificate.

"Jinyi Weinan Town Fu Envoy, Captain of the Eighth Grade?"

Killing said proudly: "It took my relationship for many years, and it didn't cost a penny." ”

Gu Changqing wondered, "Why are you doing this?"

"We're brothers, aren't we? And if I want to get rich, I can't point to you?"

Gu Changqing suddenly felt that his previous suspicion of killing was wrong?

At this time, a large and a small figure walked over, it was Ma Santong and Garuda.

Ma Santong said with a smile: "Mohu Luojia, congratulations, this is also the eighth grade." ”

Gu Changqing was very vigilant: "What are you doing here?"

"As I said, the Black and White Prison still needs you. ”

"As I said, I won't go to Black and White Prison again. ”

Ma Santong shook his head and said, "You're really young and reckless, don't you want to listen to my advice?"

"As long as you help me fight ten more fights, I can give you something of your dreams. ”

"What?"

"Soul Coffin!"