"You and Guique remember......" Luowu stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky outside the door, it was not the direction of the sky, but it was indeed the sky. The clouds in the sky were messy by the wind, and they were a few strands of heavy ink, and the layers of clouds carried by the ink were like rice paper.

"Since taking office, Biyan Cave and Tianxingzhao have been incompatible...... he continued.

"Back then, the Mingxu Daoist came back from Fengming Valley, not alone. The Xia Jiazhong he saved was definitely not just your parents......"

"Now Bai Spoon doesn't know where to get the news, saying that my Tianxingzhao harbored the summer thieves who fought for the Guangtianshu and slaughtered the Ge family......" Luowu sneered, and said: "What a summer thief......"

Gui Yan held Luomist's trembling hand: "Master...... "All the future generations have forgotten all kinds of things, and when life and death parted, only the kindness and benevolence of the past came to their hearts, and they burst into tears.

The return of geese and sparrows has not returned any kindness, since they were raised.

Whether it was the hatred of the year, or the careful teaching day and night, they thought they were one of the hundreds of thousands of disciples, but they never knew that Luowu was different from every one of every one thousand and every one of the next generations, every child was different, and every child had a past and came to Luying Mountain, or was orphaned, or was in trouble, or fame and fortune, or hidden rivers and mountains.

He always remembered these two descendants, who had been glued together since childhood, never lazy, and never said much. He knew their past, and they knew the Falling Mist. It's just that they are far away from each other, and they are close to each other. He often reminded them to rest early, often told him about their husbands' responsibilities, and often found how vividly their family roots and virtues were reflected in their descendants.

The real thieves are spreading wild in the rivers and lakes, and the time has not yet come, so everything can only be watched by the sidelines. But there are people who don't want to sit back and watch. Even if you know that the time is not coming, everything is in vain. They don't want to sit still, they don't want to sigh in the middle of the night.

Everything must be dissatisfied, and everything will be said with a stick.

"Master asked you to be the master, and you took the stars to take the Biyan Cave, and Guiyan can receive the order?" Luowu picked up his dust whisk and held it in the air towards Guiyan.

Gui Yan raised his head fiercely, looked at the falling fog, and his eyes were full of horror: "Gui Yan is a descendant, and there is a senior brother who is calmer and wiser than Gui Yan in front, Gui Yan really can......'t afford it."

"But now that I'm dead, only you need the stars the most, only the stars of the sky are dozens of descendants of the Xia family who need the stars, the wandering soul has been cold for decades, and the last wish of the head of the Ming Void Dao to avenge Xia Ge's grievances has not been fulfilled, I will definitely entrust it to someone who can complete the responsibility!"

"Master......" Gui Yan bowed to the ground with his hands on the ground, bowed his head, and couldn't raise his head for a long time.

It was only at this moment that the dust of the falling mist fell off his hand, and his head was deflected, and he died in Guique's arms. Everything was silent and silent, no one screamed more, and the wind was no longer noisy, but gently blew the corners of people's clothes, telling the dead to leave quietly, not to worry about him. Since he is not to be worried, he should be dusted by the falling fog.

"Since it is Master's last wish, let's return to the wild goose and receive the order. "It was the second disciple who spoke, the eldest disciple had passed away a few years ago, and now the second disciple has let go, and besides, it is the last wish of the fog, and no one is booing anything.

The main room is empty, and a group of descendants surround the unfinished but exhausted human life, generation after generation is boundless, and generation after generation inherits the mission of one generation, whether young or old, life or calamity, it is all determined by human power. Whether his words are finished or unfinished, they have already ended, and since they can only stop at this moment, it is the matter of the future to make it clear that this moment is done.

Jiang Xuezhai has stood for more than 100 years, from the Wenfang and personnel post supported by a few people on the river bank to the descendants of more than 100 people and more than 1,000 people guarding the crane hills, and now it is back to the beginning, supporting the beams of the house alone. Chivalrous people want to keep it, but they can't change some rules, no one can change the eastward flow of the Songjiang River, and some of the rise and fall are the reincarnation of the heavens, and they have come to an end and will end.

Jiang Xuezhai may be gone, but the end is also the beginning, this beginning is the continuation of more than 100 years of precipitation of faith and virtue, and it is also the most attractive place in the living or dead puddle of rivers and lakes.

Now that Gui Yan has taken over this dust, there is only one way to go in the future. Cut off other thoughts, cut off other greed. Ming Xuan can kill Bai Guan with his own hands, and he also needs to forget someone about him. It's just that after Mingxu Fengming Valley died of depression and grief, he had to survive the past.

Jiang Andong sat at the door, facing Pu Yu who was sitting behind the innermost desk in the hall, the lights were dim and trance, and his figure became swaying and heavy.

She didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak. The head of the Falling Mist Dao can be regarded as having helped Pu Yu, but now that he has been tragically attacked by thieves, Pu Yu must not want to sit idly by. It's just that what Pu Yu is thinking about now, she doesn't dare to think about it anymore. In particular, there is a terrible thought.

She couldn't care about getting angry. stood up, didn't walk into him, just came to Yi Fang's sword, took it lightly, put it in his arms, slowly walked to the door of his room, pushed the door in.

It didn't take long for her to push open the door again, sit on the ground, lean out, lowered her head, turned her head to look at Pu Yu again, and whispered, "Tomorrow, but you want to go to Luying Mountain?"

Pu Yu looked at Jiang Andong and did not speak.

Jiang Andong saw that he had been looking at her, and he didn't speak, so he took a long breath, entered the house and closed the door.

She didn't dare to fall asleep until the middle of the night, when all the candles outside the door were blown out, and she didn't plan to fall asleep. When she was about to fall asleep, she sat up in surprise and looked at the green jade flute on the side of the bed...... When she brought Yi Fang's sword into the house, she told him that she was not allowed to go to the Biyan Cave, but now that she thought about it, it was like reminding him.

She pushed open the door, saw that the door was open, and hurriedly pushed open Xia Puyu's house, there was really no one in the house, and her heart fell into the bottom of the Songjiang River, and was bitten by the stone and the water snake. The wind outside the door blew her soul away.

She sat down on the ground and saw a three-finger-wide note on the desk, which read:

If I return, I will take you as my wife, and if I don't return, I will sacrifice to the rivers and lakes for righteousness.

Tears fell out in a row. Sure enough, he went to the Biyan Cave. This is to be broken for these people, there is no time to stop, and now if something happens to him, she will definitely take the blame and throw herself into the river. She relied on him to support Jiang Xuezhai, if he died, what would she have to live? She patted her head, feeling that she had messed up again, maybe she didn't have that much ability, but the fault of her fingernails was also a sin, and now she was alone, with the late autumn, waiting for the cold winter.

Biyan Cave is in the east of Qianmo Valley, northwest of Huangquan Valley, on the south bank of the Baili Cliff, located in the Xinghan Plain, the external terrain is dangerous, and the interior is flat and open. Although it seems to be condescending to the mountains outside the jurisdiction of the town, it does not know that its position is the absolute dominant position in the plains. The bamboo forest river, the house and the house, is a place that accommodates the four Hans, but it is a pity that the owner is a person who can't tolerate anything.

"Sir is going to Xinghan's place, but it's a long way. The boatman shook the oars and looked at Urayu.

"Walk near the valley. He lowered his brow and thought.

"The personnel in Qianmo Valley are not easy to mess with, and the people in Huangquan Valley are good, so let's go to Huangquan Valley. The boatman laughed twice.

Pu Yu nodded and responded.

In Huangquan Valley, several people have also received the news of the stars, and they are also very resentful in their hearts. However, they all understood that Pu Yu was definitely going to break into Biyan Cave, so he planned to join Pu Yu and go to Biyan Cave together to make a decision.

"No, you can't. After hearing Ze Sleeve's words, Pastor Qing immediately vetoed it.

"The people of Biyan Cave are elusive and numerous, and just a few of you are not opponents of Biyan Cave at all. ”

"What then?" he stepped forward.

Gao Buluo rubbed his chin and turned his head to look at Ze Sleeve: "It's not the time yet, our strength is weak, if we go, it's really reckless." ”

"So, I mean, looking for Puyu is not to send him to death with him, but to intercept him from the way to death. ”

Pastor Qing said decisively, and he did not allow him to say anything else. Moreover, what she said to Gao Buluo is indeed reasonable, and he can't be allowed to have any reason.

"Then why are we waiting?" he paced with his sleeves and spread his hands.

"So be it. Pastor Qing looked at Shu Yunu and Gao Buluo.

"Shu Yu and Mr. Gao went to Qianmo Valley, waited there, me and Ze Sleeve waited here, there must be someone who can wait for him. ”

Shu Yunu nodded, glanced at Gao Buluo, and turned to leave.