Since being rescued from the foot of the mountain by the Taoist and worshipping the Taoist temple, Ling Zhixiao has never experienced such a happy moment in his life.

Tu Mi's martial arts are mediocre, and he can't even touch the threshold of the four-grade realm, whether it is experience or realm, Ling Zhixiao is far above Tu Mi. So in this battle, it is not difficult to guess who will win or lose.

But Ling Zhixiao fought in the dark, hearty.

The little Dao Gu in front of him, who was holding a sword with jerky skills, was no longer Tu Mi in his eyes, but the Kunlun Dao Sect Yan Daohuo who wiped out 1,600 horsemen with a sword back then.

The Great Song Dynasty has been established for a long time, and there are 300 Taoist temples in the world, but there is only such a Taoist sect. Her skills are all secrets, and now she has long since sealed her sword, Ling Zhixiao often laments that she was born at the wrong time and has no time to fight with her.

Therefore, after years of wandering in the red dust, together with Duan Hunttian, who is full of fighting spirit, he often enjoys himself and does not get involved in disputes in the rivers and lakes. In his opinion, although his martial arts attainments are not superb, in this life, except for Yan Daohuo, there is no opponent he is willing to fight.

Tu Mi is an exception. Although her martial arts are really not very good, every move and style is taught by Yan Daohuo herself, and she has a clear eye.

After the fight, Ling Zhixiao was even already feeding the moves, just hoping to stir up some of this little Dao Gu's Dao Yun in the battle, so as to realize his dream back then.

In the blink of an eye, after more than 300 moves, Tu Mi took forty-five steps back, and finally spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth, standing with his sword on his hand, his face pale.

Ling Zhixiao stood at the entrance of the dense forest, did not pursue, but gently withdrew the dust in his hand, with a look of nostalgia on his face, nodded and said: "You are indeed a disciple of Yan Daohuo, you are not considered to have insulted the name of Kunlun Dao Sect." ”

This sentence was originally plain and unremarkable, just his personal emotion, but when it fell into Tu Mi's ears, it was like a provocation.

She stood up with her sword, her eyes were full of anger, and she said, "I don't allow you to mention my master's name!"

Ling Zhixiao was stunned for a moment, his face puzzled. He also had doubts about Tu Mi's sudden appearance and pointing at Mo Dao, but he suppressed this doubt only after his fighting spirit was high for a while.

Now that Tu Mi had been defeated, Ling Zhixiao's wish came true, so he asked: "You are a disciple of Kunlun Yan Dao, and you should act in a righteous and solemn manner, why did you suddenly attack and kill innocent people? According to Zhao Wu'an, that young man should just pretend to be Lan Zhouzi, not himself. ”

Tu Mi's gaze crossed Ling Zhixiao and fell on Zhao Wu'an and the others.

At this time, Li Huanglai had been pulled up by Zhao Wu'an, standing aside with a guilty face, and Zhao Wu'an stretched out his hand to Mo Dao again.

Farther away, Annan, who was not sure whether it was dangerous or not, did not get too close to the ship, but simply laid a long landing board outward, which was diagonally inserted into the water's edge. If someone who has no martial arts wants to get off the boat and go ashore, he must wade through the water for the second half of the way.

An Qing was carrying the corner of her clothes, and walked towards Zhao Wu'an step by step, and every time her calf swung, it brought up a cluster of splashes to gather and disperse.

Tu Mi held the sword tightly, trembling all over, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding. Ling Zhixiao's offensive was not fierce, but she insisted on fighting her own true yuan against the enemy, so she suffered a lot of damage.

But even so, Tu Mi still refused to give up. The anger in his eyes was still raging.

Why can't he?

Why can Zhao Wuan stay with the people he loves, he won't be hurt, he can turn enemies into friends, and he can gain everyone's trust and dependence?

Even when she was at Willow Leaf Villa, she didn't want to rely on him.

She knew how much he had paid for the truth, and it wasn't that she couldn't remember how painful Zhao Wu'an was when he walked back to the villa alone after eating Ye Ting's knife. She just didn't think it was fair.

Why is it that she is also a person who thinks about others more than herself, Zhao Wuan has always been personable, but she can only be reduced to the sword blade of demons.

Moreover, for the sake of the master and the elder brother, she had to do so. There is no room for turnaround, there is no possibility of opportunism, the only thing Tu Mi can do is to sacrifice the gentleness that he has always regarded as the norm, to kill those poor people who are powerless.

Tu Mi closed his eyes angrily.

"I don't want to do that. ”

"But Mo Dao must die. ”

She reopened her eyes, and with some kind of determination to die in her eyes, she walked towards Mo Dao from afar.

Across Ling Zhixiao, Zhao Wu'an, and Li Huang, she walked towards Mo Dao. A pair of clear eyes are like ancient wells, and the blue and white robes are stained with the sand and soil on the coast, and the wind and dust are served.

Ling Zhixiao didn't have the idea of hurting Tu Mi, seeing that she had no intention of stopping, he wasn't sure whether he should rush to block the way. But thinking that there was still Zhao Wu'an in the back, he decided to take a few steps back and make way for Tu Mi.

Zhao Wu'an straightened his waist, held Su Musha, and looked at Tu Mi coldly.

"Why?" he asked.

Tu Mi shouldn't be such a person.

Even if the little Daoist aunt who blushed on the 24th Bridge in Yangzhou and didn't dare to look at him, but babbled about what she would definitely marry Zhao Wu'an, it was not Tu Mi; even if the true disciple who could mess up seven or eight things a day in Kunlun Mountain, he was still diligent and diligent, and the disciple of the True Transmission who got up first every day and went to Xi Jianping to practice was not Tu Mi. Tu Mi shouldn't be such a person.

No matter how powerful Xie Hui is, he is also a mortal after all, and it is impossible to control other people's minds to such a point. Even through Tu Mi's eyes, he could see that she was acting according to her own wishes at this time.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly realized: "He threatened you?"

Tu Mi's footsteps paused slightly, and he didn't answer, but continued to walk towards Zhao Wu'an, but his eyes crossed Zhao Wu'an and stuck to Mo Dao's body.

Compared with Willow Leaf Villa at that time, Mo Dao still didn't grow much, and when he saw that Tu Mi was going to kill himself, he was immediately frightened, and shrank behind Zhao Wu'an and Li Huanglai, silent.

Zhao Wu'an's mind was almost eager to gallop. Time was running out, and he didn't have time to think slowly, he had to think through it as quickly as possible. A little later, he and Tu Mi had to face each other.

He suddenly remembered something. It happened at the beginning, but in the end, I didn't find the answer.

"Li Huang, is the drawing of the Jinling Armory you mentioned really true?" asked Zhao Wu'an.

Li Huanglai looked a little distressed, but still replied seriously: "I have indeed seen the remnant eyebrows and asked about the information of that drawing. But she drove too high, I couldn't afford it, and I was desperate to get the drawings, so I happened to hear her say that the jade pendant on Princess Valan was worth a lot of money, so I was forced to make this decision......"

"So, the armory drawings are not your own speculation, and if you want the jade pendant, it's really just bartering?" Zhao Wu'an suddenly realized.

He thought that Li Huang came to the jade pendant, and the drawings were just to hide people's eyes, but he didn't expect the truth to be so simple.

If this is the case, the fog that obscured the massacre at the foot of Zhongshan has finally dissipated.

"Why did the Black Cloud Society send people to slaughter the village, and why did the forty iron horsemen go out of the city like a resolute force later, in fact, it was all for the armory blueprint. Li Huanglai, although your original plan was lame, your luck can be said to be not ordinary, because the village you casually chose happened to be the entrance to the abandoned Jinling Armory.

"Just when you took Duan Taoli, who was in the dark, to the mountains to find Mo Dao who was pretending to be Lan Zhouzi, the Black Cloud Society also arrived at that village in advance and began to kill people. Their main purpose was not to extinguish the mouth, but to make up their minds on the forty iron horsemen. No one can have a higher quality of garrison than the official army, and if such a big case occurs in the deep mountains where there are few people, the government will inevitably send troops to guard it. Invisibly, an iron wall was formed, guarding the entrance to the armory for the Black Cloud Society. Even if someone gets their hands on the drawings, it's hard to get into. ”

"And they're going to do this, which means that the drawings that they wanted to sell you for a sky-high price were stolen. Zhao Wu'an looked at Tu Mi coldly, "The person who stole the drawings, I think it's almost the person you want to kill, right?"

Tu Mi was noncommittal.

Mo Dao said in a panic: "I don't have any drawings on me...... I really didn't do anything, just waited there as Mr. Lee said......"

The black hair scattered from the crown covered Tu Mi's eyes, and she seemed to clench her sword with some impatience, and said lightly: "I don't know these things, I was just ordered to kill." ”

"You were coerced by Xie Hui. Zhao Wu'an said bluntly.

"Nonsense!" Tu Mi suddenly scolded with a crying voice, "Otherwise, who would want to kill for him!"

Wearing a Taoist robe that had been stained with innocent blood, Xiao Dao Gu sobbed silently, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably, but the hand holding the sword was still green and bruised, and her bones were jagged.

Zhao Wuan was about to say something, but his hand was suddenly grabbed. He turned his head and saw that An Qing had already waded into the water, and despite the fact that his lower body was soaked, he held Zhao Wu'an's hand tightly.

Zhao Wuan said helplessly in a low voice: "Why bother to run off the boat." ”

Unexpectedly, An Qing was more determined than him: "You can't do this." You're still too unskilled at dealing with girls. Talking to her like this will only make her less and less listening. ”

"Zhao Wu'an, although you know a lot of things and can see through a lot of things, you really don't know how to speak. ”

Unexpectedly, he would be educated by An Qing, Zhao Wuan was embarrassed for a while and said, "What should I do?"

"It doesn't matter where the drawings are, we won't be able to find them anyway, so let me talk to her and try it. What's her name?"

"Tu Mi. ”

"Good. An Qing nodded, stood in front of Zhao Wu'an, and wanted to take a few more steps forward, but Zhao Wu'an firmly held her hand and refused to let her move forward.

Glancing back at him, An Qing looked at Tu Mi helplessly, stretched out her hand and said, "It's called Tu Mi, right?" My name is An Qing, I know you must be sad now, and I feel very uncomfortable looking at you like this." What happened to you, can you tell me about it?"

"......" Tu Mi's face distorted, and he said hoarsely, "You just get out of the way." ”

"Don't be like this, I know you've been patient, and you've been living hard. My mother once said that every day of life is a day, and you should be happy when you live, and you should confide in others if you have any troubles...... Did your parents fall into the wrong hands?"

Zhao Wu'an suddenly regretted letting An Qing deal with it. The little girl was open-mouthed, but she inadvertently touched the sore spot in Tu Mi's heart. The full-term was abandoned, if it weren't for Yan Daohuo to pick it up and raise it, Tu Mi caused the delicious food in the mouth of the beasts in the wind and snow of Kunlun Mountain.

"It's better than a parent. Tu Mi, who lowered his eyes, said.

An Qing opened her mouth slightly, turned back to Zhao Wu'an for confirmation, and Zhao Wu'an nodded helplessly.

"It's called...... We can help you find a way to get her out!" An Qing said earnestly, "Zhao Wu'an, he is very powerful, and very helpful, my brother has a boat, and they don't know where we are when they go to sea." You don't have to listen to them! Wicked people are untrustworthy people, and you won't get the results you want by making a deal with them!"

Zhao Wu'an secretly laughed to himself. I thought that this girl could know how to reason and move with emotion, and say something big, but I didn't expect it to be the simplest logic.

But simple things often work wonders.

Tu Mi's shoulders shook more and more, and he almost sobbed. "I don't dare...... I don't dare to bet with them, I can't beat them, once I don't listen to them, something will happen to my master, and something will happen to my brother...... Let me bet on these two people, I really don't dare ......"

She dropped her sword and wiped her tears with both hands, crying incessantly.

An Qing winked at Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Wu'an understood, immediately let go of An Qing's hand, and bounced out of place like an arrow off the string, snatched Tu Mi's sword, and turned around to throw it.

The long sword slashed a clear sword light in the air, and fell into the sea with a thud. The water near the shore is shallow, and the long sword falls on the white sand, but even so, it is a long way from Tu Mi.

Tu Mi raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, he wanted to scold Zhao Wu'an for a few words, but he seemed to be tired from crying, his head was groggy, his eyes were blank, and his cheeks were covered with tears.

Zhao Wu'an breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Tu Mi, "...... That's fine, you don't care about the murder for now, we'll wait until there's anything left-"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow with a long wind blew through the air, and flew straight from a distance, whistling, killing intent awe-inspiring.

Burst.

The long arrow pierced through his chest, and a pool of blood spurted out of the mouth of the old road, brushing the dust to the ground, startling the dust.

Zhao Wu'an turned his head suddenly, looking at the direction where the dark arrow was flying, his pupils were full of surprise.

Next to the mast, the dark-skinned young man held a large bow that he had taken out of nowhere, his eyes were clear and dusty, and his face was cold.

Duan Zhantian shouted angrily, and without saying a word, he drew his sword and crossed the crowd and slashed towards Xu Yanchen. The young man threw the longbow in his hand in an understatement, watching it be split in half by Duan Hunttian's knife, and he leisurely jumped off the side of the boat and stepped on the waves to the shore.

"Xu Yanchen, what are you doing?" Annan, who was the captain of the ship, was also shocked and asked sharply.

The silent young man walking at the head of the tide sneered, pulled out a pair of black scimitars from behind his back with both hands, and said disapprerovitically: "Luo Yige's left envoy, come here and clear the portal." ”