"So what am I going to do?"

"Find a way to extinguish the anger of Tianyue Mountain. ”

"Giggles, am I going to take the blame, or send the bodies of the two elders over?"

"Almost. ”

"Dream on you!" Song Yuyan said angrily: "How is this possible?

Song Yunge said: "Then you will have to bear the wrath of Tianyue Mountain." ”

"Okay, who's afraid of whom!" Song Yuyan glanced at him and said, "Do you really think that your Tianyue Mountain can beat us?"

"Tianyue Mountain will greet the six major sects together. Song Yunge shook his head and said, "When the time comes, will you be able to eat like a dream?"

"It's not that this kind of thing has happened, when did your six major sects take advantage?" Song Yuyan pursed his red lips: "Song Yunge, Tianyue Mountain is not as tough as you imagined." ”

Song Yunge frowned at him.

"It seems that you don't know your Tianyue Mountain at all. Song Yuyan chuckled and said, "I don't know about the six major sects." ”

Song Yunge fell silent.

He recalled the soul memories he had obtained from the Demon Gate, and recalled the grievances between the Six Great Sects and the Demon Gate.

His face slowly darkened.

There are too many memories obtained, and the advantage is that it is profound and knowledgeable, and the disadvantage is that it needs to be thought about little by little.

The more memories you have, the harder it is to search, just as it is much harder to remember the events of your youth in your twilight years.

He slowly recalled these memories and saw the weakness of the six major sects in the face of the six demons.

Song Yuyan saw that his face was not good-looking, and he didn't want to provoke him anymore, so as not to make him crazy, so he coughed lightly and said, "I really have something to do, I'll talk about it another day, let's go." ”

She vanished in a flash.

Song Yunge stood in place and looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds shrouded him, as if his face was the same color, and then in the sound of "whoosh", thousands of raindrops fell.

Song Yunge stood on the top of the mountain, and the raindrops slid away a foot away and fell a foot away.

The one-foot area where he was was clean and insulated from the rain.

It was as if layers of curtains had been drawn down around it, and it was dimly impossible to see, and the torrential rain washed over the mountains and woods, as if to wash away all the dirt in the dust.

Song Yunge was in a depressed mood and slapped it with one palm.

In the violent trembling sound of "buzzing ......", a radius of ten meters exploded, and the raindrops were shattered and turned into silver light and shot out.

He swayed in his scarlet robe, broke through the curtain formed by the torrential rain and rolled away, and where he passed, the rain splashed.

When Song Yunge returned to the Tianyue Courtyard, the air in the Courtyard was no longer solemn and had returned to its usual calm.

He entered his courtyard, came out a moment later, and returned to his governor's mansion, where he stood on the steps and watched the rain outside.

Zhuo Xiaowan came to him with the water of the tree, and there was no trace of water on her body, and she came to him.

"Senior brother, what's on your mind?" asked Zhuo Xiaowan.

The faint fragrance floated, cold and pure, Song Yunge looked at Zhuo Xiaowan: "Senior sister, Senior Brother Zhu's revenge is avenged, right?"

"It's nature. Zhuo Xiaowan nodded lightly: "You are still guilty, thinking that you killed Senior Brother Zhu?"

Song Yunge sighed.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Actually, there is no need to be like this, strength is respected in the martial arts, and being killed can only blame yourself for not cultivating deeply,...... If you have affected Senior Brother Zhu, how can you know that others will not affect you?

Song Yunge groaned for a moment and slowly smiled: "Thank you, junior sister, for your enlightenment." ”

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly and said, "You just can't think about it for a while, you can figure it out after all." ”

"After killing the murderer, our Tianyue Mountain will no longer pursue it?"

"What is the matter of pursuing? Murder pays for life, and life has already been paid, what else can be done?"

Song Yunge sighed and nodded: "I've been thinking about how to prevent this from happening again." ”

This time, because he wanted to kill himself, he killed himself and forced himself into an ambush, what about next time?

Will anyone still do that?

How many disciples of Yue Shan will be victimized that day?

But not every disciple of Tianyue Mountain is the Sword King and Sword Marquis, and most of the disciples of Tianyue Mountain are vulnerable in front of their opponents who want to kill themselves.

So there needs to be enough deterrence to prevent this from happening.

And just killing the murderer is not a deterrent at all, how innocent is Zhu Suchen, only killing the murderer when he is killed?

He felt unfair.

"Senior brother, do you want to deal with Rumeng Dao?" Zhuo Xiaowan guessed his mind at once.

Song Yunge sighed: "I'm afraid it won't work." ”

Judging from the style of Tianyue Mountain in dealing with the six paths of the Demon Gate in the past dynasties, Tianyue Mountain took a defensive position.

It's good to be able to kill the murderer this time, and usually, revenge is often not possible.

Therefore, he hated the demon gate and accumulated a deep hatred in the sea of blood.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and said: "If you deal with Rumeng Dao, it will involve the battle of the sect, besides, a sect is so big, there are thousands or even hundreds of thousands of disciples, it is impossible to affect the sect because of the grudge between each disciple." ”

Song Yunge nodded lightly and remained silent.

From this aspect, there is nothing wrong, but what I want is that Tianyue Mountain has enough deterrence and majesty.

Tianyue Mountain has a deterrent effect on ordinary small sects, after all, it is one of the six major sects, but it has no deterrent effect on the six realms of the Demon Gate and the Heavenly Charm, which is far inferior to Phoenix Cliff.

If he is a disciple of Phoenix Cliff, it will be seen if Mo Qingfan dares to use this idea to kill a disciple of Phoenix Cliff indiscriminately.

In the final analysis, strength is still respected, Tianyue Mountain's strength is not good, and there is no sword god.

"Senior sister, I don't care, you go back to practice. Song Yunge finally shook his head helplessly, and could only endure this breath.

He had already breathed this breath in his heart, and he wanted to reach the Sword God as soon as possible.

Once you become a sword god, you can do whatever you want, you can shock the world, and you don't have to be ashamed of today.

"I was about to ask you for advice, senior brother. Zhuo Xiaowan drew her sword out of the sheath.

Song Yunge smiled.

The two jumped into the rain and swung their long swords to attack, but the rainstorm was forced outside by the sword light and could not invade.

Song Yunge's sword light became more and more prosperous, and he displayed the Great Yan Sword Technique.

He lowered his cultivation and only used the Great Yan Sword Technique, and suddenly a series of sword lights shrouded Zhuo Xiaowan, and the tip of the sword pierced the weak point of her swordsmanship every moment, poking at the weak point.

Zhuo Xiaowan felt breathless, as if the tip of the sword was against her eyelids, and she could stab in at any time.

She could only cope desperately, even though she knew that Song Yunge would not really kill herself, or even hurt herself, she would never give up because of this.

The desire to win or lose in her heart exploded, and she was unwilling to be pressed under Song Yunge, so she had to turn over.

But Song Yunge's sword style was endless, more continuous than the torrential rain outside, which made her stagger, and she wanted to give up every moment.

She desperately suppressed this impulse, concentrated all her wisdom to urge the swordsmanship, and used her potential to the fullest.

"Boom!"

Her mind exploded, her eyes filled with light, and she was at a loss for a moment.

Song Yunge put away his sword and stood up, looking at her quietly.

The rain slid to the side when it fell in front of her, dripping three feet away, and she stood motionless in the rain, her eyes shining but unfocused.

Song Yunge shook his head.

This is the genius, the enviable talent, and the more these wizards get there, the more they show amazing potential.

He couldn't imagine if they would rush to the Sword God in one go.