Among the Tingtao Pavilion sects, although they are not wealthy, they can fully afford a room for each of their disciples. Because cultivators often have their own thoughts and secrets, Tingtao Pavilion is especially lenient on this point, and his disciples love and respect each other.

But tonight, Feng Qianmo obviously couldn't enjoy his private space.

Shui Yin was lying on Feng Qianmo's bed, supporting his little head with both hands, swinging his feet around, and his eyes were full of little stars:

"Jun Xing, you're too handsome today!"

Next to the table, Feng Qianmo looked at some of the cultivation experiences of the Taoge Yunqi Daoist under the oil lamp - this was the eighth time he had heard this sentence tonight, and he had changed from being embarrassed at the beginning to being indifferent now.

Shui Yin turned over, and his eyes were full of longing for the future:

"Jun Xing, you say, when will I be as powerful as you?"

"The master said that although I am not happy in my cultivation, I will go far. You say, when will I be able to enter the inner door?"

Feng Qianmo put down the book in his hand, looked at this companion who was naïve than him, and listened to his "pride and ambition", and his heart warmed:

"Then Shuiyin, if one day you become a powerful monk like Yunqi's predecessors, what do you want to do?"

Shui Yin suddenly got up, his eyes lit up: "Of course, it is to travel the world and act chivalrous and righteous! Let all good people have good rewards, and let good people live a good life!"

Feng Qianmo didn't interrupt Shui Yin's words, although he knew that what Shui Yin said, even the big bosses couldn't do it, and Shui Yin would definitely not be able to do it in the future. But he still smirked with Shui Yin, he felt that in this world, there was always no harm in having one more person like Shui Yin.

Feng Qianmo did not explain his origin, only said that he practiced because he wanted to find someone. Shui Yin saw that Qianmo didn't want to say more, so he didn't force it. And Shui Yin has nothing to hide about his past.

Shui Yin is an orphan who was adopted by an old grandfather at an early age. The old man had a bad temper and didn't usually see him, but he adopted many children and provided them with the money they needed to live. A group of children support each other, and they grow up together.

Feng Qianmo felt that Shui Yin's face was unnatural when he mentioned these pasts, so he didn't ask deeply.

Late at night, the two children lay in bed, completely abandoning reality, chatting indiscriminately about the illusory dreams of the future. Most of the time, it was the sound of water talking, and Feng Qianmo smirked and agreed.

Shui Yin said that he wanted to be a hero.

Feng Qianmo said that when he found his sister, he would go to be a hero with Shui Yin.

Shui Yin said that he will be very rich in the future, buy a big house, let his brothers and sisters eat meat every day, and ask for food on the roadside if he has more money.

Feng Qianmo said that he would be the bookkeeper for Shui Yin at that time, so that he would not spend all the money.

Shui Yin said that he must marry two wives in the future.

Feng Qianmo felt that Shui Yin was greedy, so he whispered: "It's enough for me to marry one." ”

Shui Yin hated that iron could not become steel, and said that Feng Qianmo was blind to the sword fairy style in the ring, and he had no ambition at all.

Feng Qianmo simply generously admitted that he didn't have any big ambitions, and he might be mixed up with the sound of water in the future......

The two children chatted all over the world and slowly fell asleep.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and it slowly envelops the quiet Tingtao Pavilion.

......

In the Yunqi Dao room, a man in purple was playing against him. The man in purple is an obvious man and woman, very handsome, with a seemingly nonexistent smile on the corner of his mouth, and a bit of dissolute evil between his eyebrows. If you look closely, you will find that this person is somewhat similar to Situ Jiurang.

The man in purple held the chess piece in his hand, spoke softly, and spoke softly:

"Why didn't Yunqi's predecessors fall behind?"

Yunqi Dao people held chess pieces in their hands, and their faces were not good-looking. He had no intention of playing chess, so he simply put the chess pieces back into the chess box, and his opening was shattering:

"Why do you have to kill that child?"

The purple-clothed man's expression has not changed, it is just a cheap life, and it is not very important. But the old man in the family insisted that he come over to collect the net in person, and he was helpless:

"It's already a great treatment, it's not so much trouble to kill a great monk, he should be proud. ”

The man in purple is the second son of the national teacher of the dynasty, Situ Fang, and Situ Jiurang's half-brother.

Before this trip, the national teacher Situ Qiu, who had not been involved in hexagrams for many years, also made a special divination, saying that the kid came out of the mountain at this time. After using all kinds of spies that had been buried in the northern jurisdiction of the town for many years, it was not easy to determine his location. The net collection action was carried out by him, the son of the national teacher, and this battle was really big enough, Situ Fang said that he had a big face, and he didn't fake it at all.

Yunqi Daoist sighed, he didn't understand the reason, and the person who came refused to say more, he was helpless.

"Senior Yunqi, what I just said, how did you think about it?" is still not in a hurry, there is still a smile on his face, but it makes people feel cold.

"Why are you so sure that you can destroy my faction? Although Tao Pavilion is a small faction, it shouldn't be difficult to hold out until the officers and soldiers come over?" Yunqi Daoist actually didn't have the confidence to say these words, and he could only delay time now.

Because sitting across from him was a god in his twenties.

Situ Fang laughed, and simply threw the chess pieces in his hand into the chess box:

"I didn't expect my predecessors to pretend to be deaf and dumb? There is suddenly a mountain villa in the town that needs a human bodyguard, and it just happened to empty the Voyeur Star Realm in your door, who should you do it? The Iron Fist Sect and the Divine Sword Sect both have an extra demigod soldier, and then break with you and make the four strongest disciples in your sect half-useless, who should you do?"

Situ Fang simply stood up:

"Although I'm a half-god, I don't like to fight and kill, you're holding me back, why don't I come in first to hold you back?

Yunqi Dao people knew that something was wrong, and the spiritual power was running, and it was directly spurted out of a mouthful of black blood!

Situ Fang looked at the white-haired Taoist who fell to the ground and vomited blood, still looking calm and breezy - he didn't need to make waves for such a trivial matter, everything tonight was under his Situ Fang's control.

Slowly pacing out the door, gently patting the folding fan in his hand, Situ Fang's words revealed a fake pity: "Originally, listening to Tao Pavilion was just a disaster, you told me the specific location of the young man earlier, and it would be nothing if we killed him, maybe you won't end up here." ”

Then he looked at him with a playful look, deliberately opened his mouth towards the old man who was vomiting blood on the ground, and said word by word: "Listen to Tao Pavilion, there is no need, extinguish the door." ”

Situ Fang gently closed the door, the corners of his mouth were still so light and breezy smiles, and he no longer looked at the tragic image of the old Taoist inside the door.

Pity this old Taoist and make a bad friend! A few urgent letters appeared in Situ Fang's hand, which slowly turned into ashes - finally, a reunion?

Outside the door, the night breeze caressed it, as if there was already a faint smell of blood. Situ Fang enjoyed the taste very much, he stood quietly at the door, watching a shadow in the darkness silently harvest the prey in one net after another.

And when she met him, it was the last sumptuous dinner of the night!

"Bang!"

"Who!"

Situ Fang frowned, and a voice he didn't expect came from the room not far away.

For a while, everyone in Tingtao Pavilion woke up, and after a while, they surrounded Shui Jue's room that made a sound in the middle.

Situ Fang was a little angry at the door of the head of the house in the distance - there will be more trouble tonight. Shaking his head, Situ Fang released the signal flare in his hand, and then disappeared into the void to meet the child he was going to kill, the real protector.

Listening to the Tao Pavilion disciples, they all looked at the shining night sky in surprise, and the next moment, the noisy sound under the mountain in the distance gradually approached.

The third senior brother immediately became the backbone of everyone at this time: "Don't care so much, first capture the assassin in Shui Jue's junior brother's room!"

A group of people rushed into Shui Jue's room, and a man and a woman were facing each other in the room, it was Shui Jue and the masked assassin. On Shui Jue's neck, there was an obvious scar, and blood was gushing out, but he still didn't change his face, staring at the black-clothed assassin.

Seeing that everyone surrounded herself, the assassin still didn't show any signs of panic, she still just stared at Shui Jue alone. In her eyes, there is only this one person she needs to pay attention to.

Shui Jue finally dared to take a deep breath at this time, just now the disciple in the sect was one step too late, and he was going to die. His lips were pale, his voice was hoarse, and a few words squeezed out of the corners of his mouth, but they sounded in everyone's ears like thunder:

"Dragon Leap Realm. ”

The third senior brother took a deep breath, looked around and around, and only then did he notice that the senior brother and the senior sister were not by his side. His heart sank:

"What about Senior Brother and Senior Sister?"

Shui Yin and Feng Qianmo had just arrived at this time, and when they heard the words of the third senior brother, they hurriedly went to the senior brother's room to check. Just as the two of them stepped out of the room, the room was full of light, and the two sides had already exchanged hands. The voice of the third senior brother shouted from behind him:

"All of them scattered outside the room, and dragged her to death!"

Feng Qianmo and the others did not look back and rushed to the residence of the senior brother.

As soon as the door opened, a large smell of blood made the hearts of the two of them sink. I saw a tall man lying quietly on the bed, and the two of them trembled and walked to the side of the bed, turning the man over, and the elder brother was still not closing his eyes. On his neck, a knife mark was still vaguely oozing blood.

"Senior brother!" Feng Qianmo frantically transmitted the spiritual power, and the sound of the water trembled and tried the senior brother's snort, and suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes full of panic and bewilderment.

Feng Qianmo's nose was sour, but he couldn't help it, gave up the meaningless attempt, gritted his teeth and said: "I'll go find the master, Shui Yin, you go and help me find a sword that can kill!"

Feng Qianmo nodded when he saw Shui Yin, his eyes were still full of horror. was a little distressed, but Feng Qianmo didn't have time to comfort his fellow disciples at this time, and patted Shui Yin on the shoulder:

"Take care of yourself!"

Gritting his teeth, he suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and hurriedly went to the residence of the Yunqi Daoist.

As soon as the door was opened, a foul smell came out, the ground was full of black blood, and the Yunqi Daoist was sitting cross-legged on the ground, no longer alive.

"Yunqi senior!" Feng Qianmo looked at the tragic image inside the door, and his eyes turned red in an instant. He went straight to the firewood room and picked up a firewood knife, and hurried back as fast as he could.

Outside Shui Jue's room, there were already a few more corpses from the same door.

Assassins are dark attributes, elusive, and a whole level higher than them, often killing with one blow and then disappearing into the void, so that everyone can almost only wait for death.

Fortunately, Shui Jue's spiritual sense was extraordinary, and everyone could barely continue to hold on for a while.

Feng Qianmo's spiritual sense was not outstanding, he couldn't find the location of the assassin, and no matter how fast he was, he would also do nothing.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the sound from the bottom of the mountain was even worse - there was only one word "kill" that shook the sky.

The Iron Fist Sect and the Divine Sword Sect actually surrounded the entire Tingtao Pavilion.

The third senior brother was already red-eyed: "Jun Xing, what about the senior brother master?"

Feng Qianmo clenched his fists, trembling after clenching his teeth, still unable to say a word about the scene he saw. The extreme sadness made his voice hoarse.

The third senior brother actually had some expectations, and he already knew it in his heart at this moment, his expression was sad, and it seemed to laugh at himself: "I knew it earlier! I knew it earlier! What a big ......."

The most respected senior brother of the ring at this moment was full of tears: "I heard that everyone in Tao Pavilion is kind, harmonious with the same family, and dedicated to the Tao, why do you want to die and I listen to Tao Pavilion?"

The young man wiped the tears from his face with his wide robe, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed:

"What a troubled rivers and lakes, filthy and muddy! Then today, listening to the lethal power of Tao Pavilion, we must also leave a mark in the rivers and lakes in Zhenbei! Listen to the disciples of Tao Pavilion listen to orders!"

At this moment, everyone in the door was also full of sorrow, and responded loudly: "Here!"

"Is there a subjugator?"

"None!"

The third senior brother laughed: "It's all me who listens to Tao Pavilion!"

His body, which had been depleted of spiritual power, instantly rose up with more powerful spiritual power than before, and on the day of his death tonight, this proud son of the sky who had jumped into the three realms with one foot entered the dragon leaping realm!

Not far away, Shui Jue's eyes were lowered, and a sky-blue light was emitted from his left pupil, and boundless killing intent rose up on this young man's body......

Feng Qianmo's eyes were deep, if there was an evil Jiao, the hand holding the firewood knife was full of green muscles......