Chapter 232: Bright Flowers and Dark Willows

The inside of the secret passage was pitch black, and there was no end in sight.

Liu Ruobai hugged Han Yan and led the way in front. It was a secret passage he was familiar with, and he had passed it countless times with his eyes closed. This is a kind of tempering, and it is also a compulsory lesson for the heirs of Heavenly Sword Villa. This secret passage is the last retreat of the Heavenly Sword Villa, and there are many organs, and there are only three people in the entire Heavenly Sword Villa who can pass safely.

Yan Shan and Meng Tian are very cautious, and every step they take must be the place where Liu Ruobai has walked. They know in their hearts that if they don't care, they will be doomed. One of the dangers can be imagined. Their fingers were clenched, and their palms were already soaked in cold sweat.

The entrance to the secret passage is inside the Sword Pavilion. They didn't worry about the entrance to the secret passage being found at all, it was a kind of trust, trust in the century-old inheritance.

There was silence all around, and the faint sound of footsteps was clearly audible.

I don't know how long it took, and the three of them finally came to the end of the darkness.

Liu Ruobai stopped and slapped his right palm into the darkness.

"Bang ......"

It is the sound of the palm slapping against the stone wall, rhythmic, rhythmic, as if it is interpreting something.

Suddenly, with a "squeak", the light drove away the darkness, and the front suddenly opened up.

It's a stone door.

The three of them walked out of the stone gate.

Boundless falling trees, desolate and desolate, the exit of the secret passage is hidden in a mountain.

The stone door closed, leaving no trace.

The ingenuity of the construction of the secret passage can be called a miracle.

Yan Shan sighed with emotion, and so did Meng Tian. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.

This secret passage is at least ten miles long, full of traps, and consumes unimaginable manpower, money, and time.

That's the bottom line.

Liu Ruobai moved forward step by step, his eyes were sometimes blurred, sometimes empty, and his actions were just instinctive.

How difficult is it to enter the Tao from the devil? What's more, the devil is no longer the devil.

Yan Shan and Meng Tian are both powerless. The only thing they could do was to silently guard him.

There are some things that he has to rely on.

The cold wind howled, and the hunger and cold were unbearable.

Before you know it, the night is hazy.

Suddenly, Liu Ruobai stopped, and his gaze became cold.

Yan Shan had already grasped the rusty long sword, and said in a deep voice: "I think you have been waiting here for a long time, why don't you show up and see it?"

The voice fell, and dozens of black-clothed people poured out of all directions, with vigorous bodies and no mediocre hands. They were armed with blades, and the cold light shimmered.

Liu Ruobai, Yan Shan, and Meng Tian didn't seem to be aware of the existence of these dozens of black-clothed people at all, and just looked quietly ahead.

After a while, a dignified-looking and heroic man in white came slowly. In the haze, there was a sense of dust, and it was Qi Jiannan, the eldest son of the Qi Mansion, the first martial arts family in the Daimyo Mansion. Behind him, four old men with white beards and hair did not leave an inch.

Liu Ruobai seemed to think of something, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Yanshan and Mengtian secretly have internal strength and are ready to go.

Silence, deathly silence.

The footsteps were soft, but clear.

Finally, Qi Jiannan stopped, hugged his fist slightly at Liu Ruobai, and said with a light smile: "Brother Liu, fortunately!"

Liu Ruobai just nodded slightly and remained silent.

Qi Jiannan smiled, looked at Yan Shan and Meng Tian again, and said with his fists clenched: "In Qi Jiannan, presumably the two are Sect Master Yan and Deputy Sect Master Meng!"

Yan Shan returned the salute slightly, and said lightly: "It is Yanshan below, I don't know what Gongzi Qi has to teach here?"

Qi Jiannan smiled sadly, and said slowly: "Don't hide it from the two of you, you are here to have a grudge with the Heavenly Sword Villa." ”

In the past, Qi Lengfeng, the father of Qi Jiannan, challenged Liu Changsheng, the father of Liu Ruobai, and only lost half a move, but gave his life.

Master duel, the slightest difference is life and death.

The rivers and lakes compete, life and death have fate, and wealth is in the sky.

However, Qi Jiannan, as a son of man, is understandable to avenge his father.

Yan Shan knew in his heart that a bloody battle was inevitable. However, he didn't understand, how could Qi Jiannan know where the secret passage exit of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa was? He couldn't help but ask, "How did Young Master Qi know that we were here?"

Qi Jiannan said in a deep voice: "Tianjian Mountain Villa has a century-old heritage and profound heritage, even if it is broken and the fish dies, there will inevitably be a way out." Presumably, today's battle in Heavenly Sword Villa must be tragic and abnormal. In the next heart to avenge his father, but the owner of Liu Zhuang is dead, as the so-called father and son repay the debt, in the next can only cut off the retreat of Tianjian Villa, waiting for Brother Liu here. As for how to know that the secret passage exit of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa is here......" Speaking of this, he made a gesture.

Behind a big tree, a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a haggard face walked out slowly. He came to Qi Jiannan's side, clenched his fists slightly, and said in a low voice: "Childe." His eyes flickered, and he wanted to see Liu Ruobai, but he didn't dare to look, as if he was ashamed.

Qi Jiannan didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Seeing this person, Liu Ruobai looked strange, as if he had thought of something, but he was not very sure.

Yan Shan and Meng Tian felt that this person was very familiar, and they must have seen it somewhere. They remembered that the middle-aged man was none other than Li Yi, the head of Heavenly Sword Villa.

Meng Tian's eyes were as clear as water, as if he had discovered something, and said to Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Brother Yan, I think this matter is a little strange. ”

Yan Shan's expression was as usual, and he asked with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, "Does Tian'er think that Manager Li will not betray the Heavenly Sword Villa?"

Meng Tian said in a deep voice: "Tian'er doesn't know. Tian'er just felt that Manager Li seemed to be a last resort on the surface, but it was more like a last resort to hide his true thoughts. ”

Yan Shan suddenly brightened up, and sighed lightly: "Tian'er, I understand. ”