On the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mei Ruoxue was alone in the boudoir, looking at the bright moon outside the window stupidly. On the table next to it is a moon cake, it is sweet, but Mei Ruoxue is bitter in her heart. The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. If Guo Yitian is still alive, he will definitely see this round of bright moon. I miss the bright moon, and I hope you know each other. If the confidant is gone, then let this feeling drift away with the wind, and break this love thread from now on.

After getting rid of Master Li, Guo Yitian did not return to the inn in a rut, but ran freely, and he didn't know where to go. On the quiet night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Guo Yitian looked at the bright moon, but he had thousands of regrets in his heart. Apart from Master Li, what relatives do you have? Could it be that he is an orphan without a father or mother, swaying in the wind like a weed?

There is a ruined temple outside Tokyo, and when you walk in, you find that there is no one inside. After Guo Yitian found a haystack and sat down, he was ready to fall asleep, but he couldn't sleep when he lay down, and suddenly remembered that people in the capital said that it was easy to enter bandits and robbers when the temple was broken. In case you are unfortunate enough to encounter it tonight, something may happen to you.

Thinking of this, Guo Yitian was actually scared. The old man often said: It is better to live in a mass grave than to live in a broken temple. A night in a mass grave may be cold, but it is better than losing one's life by a robber. As the saying goes: If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you.

As soon as he said go, Guo Yitian got up from the grass pile on the ground. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a Buddha statue shattering from behind me.

At first, Guo Yitian thought it was the sound of rats burrowing. Then, from behind the Buddha came a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties. Guo Yitian saw his kind eyebrows, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Who is the old man, and what are you doing here?" The old man could vaguely distinguish his appearance in the dim moonlight, "Guo Shaoxia, I'm Kongming, don't you remember me?"

The moonlight sprinkled on half of Guo Yitian's cheeks, looking strange and familiar.

Guo Yitian didn't know what he was talking about, maybe he was just a homeless man who needed help, "What are you talking about? I have no name or surname, and I don't know who you are." If you want to beg, I have exactly a hundred taels of silver here. You take it all, and go your own way. As he spoke, Guo Yitian searched out the silver from his waist and prepared to hand it to the other party.

Kong Ming walked over and carefully looked at Guo Yitian's appearance with clear eyebrows, which was still the same as before, unchanged at all. It's just that he seems to have lost his memory, and it's no wonder that he fell from Tianwang Mountain and has not been heard from since. The chivalrous and righteous men in Suzhou all said that the person who killed him was a femme fatale, and the maid had been killed, and Guo Yitian's case was closed. Seeing that Guo Yitian is safe and sound now, Kong Ming didn't mention how happy he was, "I don't want money, I'm the former beggar gang leader." Last time in the supreme power struggle of the beggar gang, I almost lost my life, but you saved me, don't you remember all this?"

Knowing his life experience, and not giving charity, Guo Yitian finally let down his guard: "What do you call me? My surname is Guo? He is a native of Suzhou, originally a young man with martial arts, and is deeply loved by the people of Suzhou. ”

Guo Yitian directly refreshed his previous worldview, and said happily: "I finally have a name, hehehehe, I am no longer an orphan that no one wants." I'm going to Suzhou to see my parents and see if they're okay. ”

The two sat on the ground and talked, because of the protection of the former beggar gang leader Kong Ming, Guo Yitian was not afraid of all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods. Although the two didn't have much intersection, Kong Ming still told Guo Yitian everything he knew. chatted like this until midnight, Guo Yitian listened to it with relish and tirelessly.

The next day, the Demon Sect Palace on Moye Mountain ushered in a round of red sunrise. The godmother of the Demon Sect, Yelu Baigu, was not very satisfied with Bai Lang's lackluster achievements in the past year. Since he is the leader of the Demon Sect, he should seek revenge for his father, and he can't give up halfway. Those so-called rivers and lakes have become hypocritical and fragile in the face of hatred, and the shame of the snow is a vine rooted in the bloody land, which will one day climb to the branches of the trunk and attract the attention of the world.

Yelu Baigu didn't know what kind of ecstasy the maid from the Central Plains poured into Bai Lang, which made him lose his former edge and become submissive, not like an avenger.

The maids were guarding the door of Yelu's white bone practice room, and when they saw Bai Lang coming to enter the door, they hurriedly dissuaded: "Good morning, sect leader." The godmother is practicing in the room, so it is inconvenient to disturb her more. Bai Lang made a face, "I'm the sect leader, open the door for me!"

"But......" the maid became slurred.

"But what? I have something important to discuss with my godmother. Bai Lang asked.

But her godmother told her that no one was allowed to see her while she was practicing. The maid said bluntly.

Hearing that there was an argument outside, Yelu Baigu knew that Bai Lang must have something to come to visit, so he opened the door with a wave of his hand. Bai Lang's restless mood became cheerful. Bai Lang walked up to Bai Mu, "Lang'er knocks on his mother." Bai Mu's eyes were always covered with dark clouds, as if she was about to lightning and thunder, "What are you looking for me for?" Do you want to ask for your life to stay in the Demon Sect Palace and be your Greedy Joy Sect Master?"

Bai Lang, who was guessed through his thoughts, felt that he was in a word, so he responded: "The Demon Sect Palace is the place where I was born and raised, I will spend ten years practicing the "Recipe for Longevity", and then destroy the Central Plains martial arts people in one fell swoop to avenge my father." Yelu Baigu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Ten years?! To put it lightly, I'm afraid that the leading brother who killed your father at that time has already entered the loess." What I want is that the big brother and all the accomplices will not die well, don't you understand?"

Faced with such a cold mother, Bai Lang had no choice but to nod and retreat. But the seeds of hatred in his heart have long since sprouted, and they are no longer weeds swaying in the wind, but saplings that thrive.

Looking at the hollow gold silk jade hairpin in her hand, Lin Xian'er carefully identified its production process, which should be the popular style of the Song Kingdom. This jade hairpin was carefully selected by him, and he didn't expect Bai Lang to be quite careful and considerate. A person who stays in the Demon Sect Palace for a long time will feel dull, Lin Xian'er wants to go out and take a look around, seeing the green mountains faint and surrounded by smoke.

Halfway through, a white-haired woman blocked the way. The person who came was not good, Lin Xian'er wanted to turn around and leave, but the white-haired woman flew in front of Lin Xian'er.

"You are that maid Lin Xian'er, I said how could Lang'er become unenterprising, it turned out that I was fascinated by you. Don't think about leaving if you fall into my hands today, just die!" Yelu Baigu stretched out his ghostly claws and choked Lin Xian'er's throat with lightning speed, "If you have any last words, just say it, I will convey it to my son and make him die for you." ”

"Are you...... Bai Lang's mother, me and Bai Lang...... It's been privately decided for life. If you kill me, you...... The son will live an unhappy life in the future, and even ...... Regret for life. Lin Xian'er's face was pale with suffocation, and she was out of breath.

"Bah, you're not worthy of my son's liking. Kill you, and he will only be happier, because aliens are very cunning, so now you must die. Yelu Baigu was ruthless and ready to strangle Lin Xian'er.

A white shadow flew by, and Bai Lang appeared in front of him, "Mother, please let Lin Xian'er go, he is innocent." Bai Mu sneered: "Haha, are you afraid that I will kill her?" Bai Lang looked at Bai Mu's eyes and replied seriously: "I'm afraid! ”

"I remember that you used to be a Khitan who was not afraid of heaven and earth, but today you came to intercede for a woman. Remember what you said, find out the big brother who took the lead, and kill him. Otherwise, Lin Xian'er would not want to enter the door of our Bai family. After speaking, the white mother left.

Bai Lang hugged Lin Xian'er to soothe her frightened emotions. After returning to the Demon Sect Palace, the two prepared to leave Moye Mountain and head to Suzhou.