Huo Rendi knelt on the ground, holding his son who was gradually losing his body temperature, mourning like death.

Huo Chunlei sat on the other side in distraction and muttered, "Why is this happening, why is this happening......

Although all this is because of Huo Chunfeng.

It was he who kidnapped his fiancée, it was he who killed Yun Zhenjiang by mistake, and it was his father who broke his arm.

But Huo Chunlei didn't hate him, he didn't hate him at all.

He only knew that the brother who had loved him since he was a child, who had only been a few months older than him, the brother who had repeatedly pulled him behind when he made mistakes, the brother who had always been kind to everyone and kind, and the brother who thought he could shelter him from the wind and rain for the rest of his life.

Nope.

"Alas. ”

Yang Moxie lost the interest in playing the piano, and sighed to Huo Rendi: "Festival mourning." ”

Huo Rendi sat there like a sculpture, motionless.

At this moment, there are people looking for death.

"Hahahaha!"

Yun Ao laughed wildly and said, "Huo Lao Thief! You also have today! You also have today! Hahaha...... Providence!hahaha......"

"Noise!"

A cold light flashed in Mrs. Yang's eyes, and she pinched a sword trick in her hand, only to see a drop of water on the ground being pulled by the qi machine and rising.

One drop, two drops, countless drops.

Suddenly, the initial drop of water began to move, moving faster and faster, and countless water droplets followed closely behind, condensing into a majestic frog and roaring away.

Seeing this, Yun Ao shouted angrily, and the domineering sword qi bloomed on the long knife in his hand.

Just when Yun Ao was preparing to fight to the death.

Behind him, the heavy rain suddenly paused for a moment, and an infinite sword intent wrapped in the rain curtain, connecting into a huge rain tornado, slashing towards the frog.

The frog and the rain tornado hit each other, with a loud bang, and exploded into a heavy rain, but the raindrops did not fall, but went upside down, just like the way of heaven reversed, yin and yang reversed, and rushed to the sky.

Mrs. Yang guessed who the visitor was, frowned, and her expression was slightly condensed.

I saw a man suddenly appear next to Yun Ao, although he was dressed in coarse linen clothes, but it was difficult to hide his demeanor, the corner of the man's mouth was sneering, and he said loudly: "Mrs. Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my sword intent has improved a lot." ”

"Zuo Xuan......"

Mrs. Yang's expression was correct, she knew that Yun Ao was Zuo Xuan's biological father, for the sake of Ruoshui City's face, she had left some strength when she made a move, otherwise, Yun Ao was afraid that he would inevitably end up with the same fate as Zhou Danhan - ashes.

Seeing that his eldest son finally rushed over, Yun Ao was overjoyed, knowing that his fate had been saved.

Zuo Xuan put his hand on his father's pulse, and found that he was fine except for some internal injuries, and he was relieved.

Luckily, it came just in time.

After looking around at the tragic scene around him, he said to Yang Moxie: "Lord Yang, please give me a thin face, and today's matter will end here." ”

Yang Mo Yeyun nodded lightly and said, "Yes." ”

"No!"

Yun Ao, who had the backbone of the backbone, stopped doing it, stood behind Zuo Xuan and said wildly: "Son, the murderer of your brother is here, you have to avenge your brother, kill them!"

Zuo Xuan frowned, followed Yun Ao's fingers, and looked at Xu Zhaonan, Huo Chunlei, and Ye Feihua one by one, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes.

The three of them were seen by him as if they were in a cold pool, and there was a cold air on their bodies.

Zuo Xuan said: "Lord Yang, hand over these three people to me for disposal, okay?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcang was shocked and shouted angrily: "You dare!"

Even if he is a master of the same product, Zuo Xuan doesn't look at him, and there are only Yang Moxie and his wife in his eyes.

The arrogance of being one of the top ten masters can be seen.

Ye Qingcang was trembling with anger when he saw Zuo Xuan ignoring him, but he also knew that although he and Zuo Xuan were both first-class masters and had the same realm, their skills were far from each other.

Ye Qingcang is to Zuo Xuan, just like Zhou Danhan is to Mrs. Yang, there is no comparison at all.

In desperation, Ye Qingcang had to turn his head and glance at Yang Moxie, expecting his reply.

Yang Moxie really didn't disappoint Ye Qingcang, shook his head, and said lightly: "Your face is not enough." ”

"What if you add this thousand mountains in my hand?" Zuo Xuanhan said.

In Zuo Xuan's hand, the sword was unsheathed, the sword body was gray, and the thickness was abnormal, like thousands of mountains, and the people he saw suddenly felt heavy and depressed.

Yang Moxie chuckled: "The Seven Star Dragon Yuan is enough." ”

Seven Star Dragon Yuan, the world-famous divine sword thousands of years ago, was once the sword of the sword saint Nie Da, and the current owner is named Zuo Yuanfang!

"Hehe, Lord Yang has a big breath. ”

Zuo Xuan sneered, knowing that the two sides had collapsed, and as his momentum climbed, a chilling sword intent filled his body.

At this moment, the only way to speak is with the sword.

Yang Mo knew his intentions, he was dressed in white and had no wind, and where he was standing under his feet, the stagnant water rippled layer by layer, and after a while, the white mist rose, and the rest of Fang Yuanzhang, who centered on him, evaporated.

Yang Moxie lifted his hem, sat cross-legged in the fog, put the guqin on his lap, and let the heavy rain pour around, I stood still.

Zuo Xuan glanced at the guqin and chuckled: "The sword is given to the hero, and the guqin is matched with a celebrity." This Jinse is also a good match for you. ”

It turns out that this guqin is called Jinse, the piano is full of stars, five golden dragons soar in the starry sky, five lifelike dragon heads at the head of the piano look back proudly, the five dragons seem to be roaring in the mouth, the mouth spews out five color pillars, it is for the strings, divided into five colors of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, under the careful observation, the sense of ancient vicissitudes of life comes to the face.

Yang Moxie closed his eyes and ignored it, his hands were on the strings, and his ten fingers were as slender as white marble, which made people feel that they were born to use them to stroke the piano.

Zuo Xuan pursed his lips and stopped talking, and the sword intent in his body continued to rise.

Although there were thousands of people in the field, in Zuo Xuan's eyes, there was only Yang Moxie!

"The sword rises to the storm!"

When the sword intent climbed to the peak, Zuo Xuan let out a low shout, and raised a sword move in his hand!

In the sky, the raindrops that had been driven away from Ben seemed to be attracted by the Thousand Mountains Sword in Zuo Xuan's hand, circling and rolling down.

Like the resounding thunder in the sky, the sound of the sword unexpectedly drowned out the roar of the majestic rainstorm.

A sword, carrying the wind and rain, is like a tornado on the sea.

Where the wind whirls, the sword points at Yang Moxie.

Yang Moxie turned a blind eye to the onrushing tornado, still in the posture of still being rain and wind, and I stood still.

When the tornado arrived less than a foot in front of him, Yang Moxie's ten fingers slammed on the strings.

"Zheng!"

A huge sound wave burst out and crashed towards the tornado.

Then, Yang Moxie flicked his fingers and drank lightly: "A song is scattered!"

Different from Zuo Xuan's sword qi rage, Yang Moxie's piano sound is melodious, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and like a whisper, which makes people feel refreshed.

Those who hear the sound of the piano have a scene of beautiful water and green mountains in their eyes, and a few white cranes wander in the clouds and mist, making people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful note would be a soul-inducing killing sound!

Bursts of sound waves crashed into the tornado, preventing both sides from making inroads.

The two of them fought evenly!

In heaven and earth, only the sound of the piano, the rain, and the sound of the sword are left.

Seeing that her husband and Zuo Xuan were on an equal footing, Mrs. Yang couldn't help but put her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Just as he was about to help, Yang Moxie shook his head slightly as if he had eyes behind his back.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yang paused, and she understood what her husband meant.

No matter how high Zuo Xuanxiu is, in the eyes of Yang Moxie and his wife, he is a junior after all.

Yang Moxie's move this time is already suspected of bullying the small, if the husband and wife shoot together, it will inevitably make the world laugh.

Mrs. Yang is just a woman, she is not afraid of the people of the world, and she is not afraid of cutting this Zuo Xuan and leading the sword and armor to the top.

It's just that the husband is interested, so Mrs. Yang no longer insists, but the hand on the hilt of the sword has not been put down.

I don't know when, Yang Moxie stopped the movement in his hand.

Only then did everyone realize that not only the sound waves had dissipated invisibly, but even the majestic tornado had disappeared without a trace.

The rainstorm came and went quickly, and it was still pouring down, and it was clear in an instant, and a brilliant rainbow hung in the sky.

Zuo Xuan shook his hand and put the sword into the sheath, and said loudly: "Yang Dao's piano skills have not diminished back then, no matter what, Zuo Xuan will leave with his father." After that, he nodded lightly to Xu Zhaonan and the three of them: "The mountains and rivers will meet, and there will be their own period in the future." ”

The undisguised killing intent in his eyes was chilling.

Reaching out to Yun Ao's shoulder, before he could speak again, he flew up and disappeared into the rows of cornices.

The disciples of the Nujiao Gang saw that the gang leader was gone, and suddenly lost the backbone of the main body, and fled one after another, although the disciples of the other two factions had the intention to stop them, but seeing that the masters of the two factions did not speak, they went with them.

Yang Moxie exhaled a breath of turbidity, and smiled lightly at his wife: "Can this song of high mountains and flowing water still enter the ears of his wife?"

Mrs. Yang glared at him angrily, and snorted coldly: "Don't get up quickly, it's not too cold to sit on the ground." With that, he stretched out his hand and helped his husband up.

Yang Moxie, who is one of the top ten masters, is naturally not afraid of the cold, although he has entered middle age, he is not old enough to get up and need help.

Mrs. Yang's move, just because the husband and wife have been together for many years, saw the tiredness hidden in his understatement, and when she helped him up, her fingers secretly caught his pulse and checked it carefully.

In this regard, Yang Moxie smiled helplessly.

After checking, he found that Fujun was fine except for the excessive consumption of internal strength, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the soulless Huo Ren's enemy, and said softly: "Huo Pavilion Master, please mourn." ”

Huo Rendi's eyes gradually appeared, but anyone could see that this arrogant Sword Pavilion Master in the past had aged a lot in this moment.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary middle-aged father who has lost his son, and a father who is discouraged.

The rumbling sounded, and everyone looked up, only to see an official wearing the official uniform of Sanpin Dongsheng, coming with a large number of officers and soldiers.

Running all the way to the Huo Rendi, the third-grade official wiped his face full of rain, looked at the broken arm of the Huo Rendi, and said regretfully: "Oh, Huo Pavilion Master, why is it so, why is it so!"

Huo Ren's enemies knew in their hearts that such a big event had happened in Mojuan City, and the person in front of him was a county guard, how could he only know at this moment that he must have been frightened by the menacing power of Yun Ao, and perhaps there was also a little bit of the idea of making both sides lose and hurt.

At this moment, seeing that things had calmed down, Huo Rendi and Ye Qingcang were both alive and well, so they ran out to sell it.

Although he was not ashamed of this person's personality, he didn't bother to deal with him, he forced his tired body, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "A little injury, it's all because Huo's skills are not good, and the county guard is worried." This is the case, the city should be damaged, and it should be counted on Huo's head. ”

Lord County Shou waved his hand again and again: "Pavilion Master Huo is serious, why worry about some trivial things, Pavilion Master should rest first, and talk about other things after healing his injuries." ”

After that, everyone looked around and nodded and smiled.

Especially this person dressed in white and holding the dragon qin in his arms, he can actually have a draw with the disciple of the sword armor, but he can't be offended.

But the county guard's hot face was attached to the cold buttocks, and the Yang Island Lord and his wife were not from Mojuan City, so they naturally didn't buy the county guard, and ignored them coldly.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcang smiled and gave an eviction order: "Brother Huo is seriously injured and still needs to be cultivated, if the county guard is fine, it is better to ......"

"Understood, understood. ”

Lord County Shou nodded and smiled: "Then the official will not bother you, and leave first." ”

After that, he smiled at everyone again, and led the people away, coming and going in a hurry, but no one saw it, and the hatred flashed on the faces of the people - none of them died!

Ye Qingcang retracted his gaze, looked at the devastated road, and sighed: "Brother Yang, Mrs. Yang, this is not the place to talk, please follow me to the Pearl Tower to rest for a while." ”

"Brother Ye. ”

Huo Rendi interrupted and said firmly: "How can I say that the Lord of Yang Island and his wife are also my great benefactors of Yijian Pavilion, how can they pass through the door and not enter." It's better to go back to the cabinet with me, and let me thank you. ”

Although all this in front of him started because of Huo Chunfeng, now Huo Chunfeng is dead.

A man dies like a lamp goes out.

Ye Qingcang looked at this long-time best friend, and couldn't bear to say anything if he refused, so he had to say according to him: "Then please invite the two of you into the cabinet to talk about it." ”

Yang Moxie and his wife are also reasonable people, nodded and did not refuse.

As Ye Qingcang greeted, the disciples of the two factions dispersed in all directions.

Huo Rendi took the lead in reflexively returning to the cabinet, and Huo Chunlei hugged the body of his eldest brother and followed closely.

Before Yang Moxie and his wife entered the pavilion, they tacitly glanced in a certain direction, and saw that there was no movement there, so they quietly looked at the sword behind Xu Zhaonan, glanced at each other, and gently hooked the corners of their mouths.

............