Jiahua threw the rainbow knife in his hand towards Ling Tian, the rainbow knife spun in the air, Ling Tian hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but could he really block it?

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the long sword in Ling Tian's hand broke into four pieces and fell to the ground.

"You've even learned this trick, it seems that I underestimated you. Ling Tian looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand with a loveless expression,

"Come back with me, and stop being obsessed. Jiahua retracted the rainbow knife and walked towards Ling Tian,

"Go back, where to go, go back there? That is no longer my home, why didn't he tell me about the rainbow knife, why did he give you this outsider. Ling Tian suddenly burst out laughing, which seemed to be related to the Rainbow Falling Knife in Jiahua's hand.

"Do you want to know why? Look at the way you look now, if the Rainbow Knife were in your hands, how many innocent people would be killed under it. Your father had already tested you, but you didn't pass it, so blame yourself. Jiahua looked at Ling Tian in front of him and remembered about himself and about the Rainbow Knife.

At that time, Jiahua was only a 16-year-old boy, and his parents didn't know where he went, so since Jiahua could remember, he grew up in a small mountain village, and the family that adopted him was Ling Tian's father.

"If he had given me the Rainbow Knife, I wouldn't have become what I am today, everything is because of him, it's all him. Ling Tian shouted frantically, as if the resentment that had been pressing in his heart for many years could finally be released,

"Ling Tian, you just want to tell you one last sentence, do you want to follow me. Jiahua's face changed, and he looked at Ling Tian expressionlessly,

"As I said, I don't have a home anymore, and when I was most difficult and needed to be taken care of, he showed up and he taught me martial arts. If I had to go back, I'd rather be in the Netherworld for the rest of my life, because the Netherworld is my home. Ling Tian looked at the broken blade on the ground, and his face actually smiled,

"He's using you, you..."

"Whether it's use or sincerity, I choose to believe him. Today, one of us must die," As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tian held the broken sword in his hand that only had the hilt left and stabbed towards Jiahua,

"The sunset is remnant. Jiahua coldly said the trick he was about to perform, and this move was also the only move that Ling Tian's father had personally taught him. Jiahua clenched the rainbow knife in his hand, a ray of light penetrated Ling Tian's body, Jiahua turned his back to Ling Tian, and a tear fell on the rainbow knife. Jiahua turned around and looked at Ling Tian who was lying in a pool of blood, recalling the time when he laughed and played with Ling Tian back then.

On the other side, Li Tianhang saw that at the door, Jiahua had already killed Ling Tian, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, if Jiahua didn't appear just now, none of the subordinates in his cabinet could go back today.

"Pavilion Master, you stand back, and these dead soldiers are handed over to me. Canglong two style. Qingfeng stood in front of Li Tianhang and said to him. Qingfeng exuded a unique murderous aura, and with his own trick, Canglong two styles, he cut the four dead soldiers into powder alive. Li Tianhang looked at the Qingfeng in front of him, and felt happy for the current Qingfeng in his heart. There is a clear gap between the current Qingfeng and the Qingfeng of the year, and in this river and lake, only what you experience can make you grow up quickly.

"There are four in the seven abysses: locks. Li Tianhang swung the Qiyuan Sword and slashed towards the last two dead soldiers, and two transparent chains were thrown out of the body of the Qiyuan Sword, locking the two dead soldiers firmly and unable to break free. Li Tianhang stepped forward to remove the mask from the dead man's body, and what he saw was indeed a corpse, Li Tianhang looked around, looked at the dead disciples on the ground, and in a fit of anger, he pulled out the Qiyuan Sword and stabbed it at the heads of the two dead soldiers.

"Bring their bodies back and bury them alive. Li Tianhang put the Qiyuan Sword on his back, turned to Qingfeng and ordered.

"Yes, Pavilion Master. Qingfeng ran to the door, beckoned the disciples outside the door, cleaned up the corpses on the ground in the garden, and buried them alive.

"Jiahua, you have the first credit for today's events, and after the meeting, I will make you the deputy pavilion master of the Moyi Pavilion. Li Tianhang patted Jiahua on the shoulder and was about to walk towards the door, but was stopped by Jiahua.

"Pavilion master, Jiahua has something to ask for. Jiahua knelt down on one knee and said to Li Tianhang,

"What?"

"Pavilion Master, I want to take Ling Tian's body back to be buried with his father, please allow me to go out for a few days," Jiahua said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, you be careful all the way, give you seven days, after seven days we will have to reopen the Spring Garden, now Qiu Xi has not woken up, Lan Ling is not in the pavilion, I am going to hand over the Spring Garden to you to take care of it first." Li Tianhang told Jiahua about his future arrangements, although Moyi Pavilion won the battle today, but the losses were heavy, and it took a few days to recuperate before he could take the next action.

"Jiahua understands, Pavilion Master, then I will retire first. Jiahua picked up Ling Tian's body on the ground and walked towards the door, Li Tianhang looked at Jiahua's back and sighed.

In the Spring Garden, Qingfeng organized everyone to clean up all the corpses and bloodstains in the Spring Garden, while Li Tianhang returned to his room in Moyi Pavilion, listened to the music of the new Lotus Garden, and lay comfortably on the bed.

Jiahua carried Ling Tian's body to a tomb, and the tombstone read: "The Tomb of Zhou Gong Lingjue", and there were two lines of small letters next to it: "Er, Ling Tian, Er, Jiahua." ”

It turned out that this tomb was the tomb of Ling Tian's father, the man who adopted Jiahua. Jiahua was digging a grave pit on the ground with a rainbow knife. That's right, it's the rainbow knife, Jiahua actually took a knife and dug the grave again, if people saw it, they would definitely think that Jiahua was a fool. But as everyone knows, the tomb in front of Jiahua is Jiahua holding a rainbow knife to dig.

"Dad, Xiaotian, I brought you back, but he was disobedient, so I had to take him... Daddy, please forgive me. Jiahua dug the grave pit on the side, knelt in front of the tomb on the side, and said all this to the tombstone.

"Xiaotian, don't blame me, I don't want to see you being poisoned by the people of the Nether Sect, and I don't want you to live so tired, so don't blame my brother. Jiahua picked up Ling Tian's body on the ground, slowly put it in the grave pit he had just dug, sealed it with soil, and knelt in front of the tomb again. Jiahua looked at the tombstone in front of him, and remembered how beautiful his previous life here was.