When the maple leaves on the long road in front of Tangjiabao fell, Mo Dao finally returned.

He lowered his head and followed behind Yue Zhishu step by step, passing through the deep corridor and coming to Dongfang Lianmo.

The Tang family exhausted three generations of painstaking efforts, lasted one hundred and fifty years, and built as many as a thousand world's first forts between the mountains and cliffs, during which the road was tortuous and complicated, so no matter how many times he walked, Mo Dao would always get lost in it.

And I don't know if it's because he grew up in the castle since he was a child, but Yue Zhishu knows every road well, if he doesn't follow Yue Zhishu, Mo Dao will be unable to move an inch in Tangjia Fort.

The main hall is dimly lit, and a long walkway leads to the main white iron seat at the end, behind which the high wall is engraved with a shining sun wheel. The disciples with blue ribbons wrapped around their heads lined up on both sides, solemn and solemn.

Yue Zhishu held the lyre in his hand and slowly entered with Mo Dao.

Dongfang Lianmo was sitting on the main seat, waiting for the arrival of the two. He hung his head down, his dark hair sliding down and covering his eyes.

Except for the half of the black hair that was deliberately combed to his forehead, and the thousands of strands of hair that fell on the other side of his body like a waterfall in a deep pool, they were all silver and white.

Yue Zhishu stopped ten paces in front of him. The lyre rests lightly on the ground, then kneels down.

"Dad, my daughter is back. ”

The crisp sound echoed in the hall, and the disciples of the Tang family who were guarding here unconsciously glanced at this righteous daughter who had been loved by the alliance leader since childhood.

Dongfang Lianmo had no children in his life, and his wife died of illness before he became famous, and after becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance, he only adopted Yue Zhishu's daughter, who has always been regarded as a pearl in his palm and carefully cared for.

Many people in the castle are speculating that Yue Zhishu is now past the age of Jilu, which son of the Central Plains Martial Arts will marry.

First of all, it was said that Nie Xinglu, the young son of the Nie family, who was the mainstay of the Northern Martial Arts, had a marriage contract with him, but he was brutally murdered in Hangzhou last summer, and the Nie family had no descendants of the right age, so this paper marriage contract was naturally invalidated. Recently, many people have been included in the scope of discussion, Bianliang Han family boy, Tiandu City, the brocade boy, there are different opinions. As for the dedicated young disciples in the castle, many of them were secretly daydreaming in their hearts that the alliance leader would marry Yue Zhishu to them.

However, the arrival of a young man has dissipated these rumors recently. Even the most whimsical disciples didn't dare to think about the day when they could kiss Fang Ze.

The reason is simple. The truth that is difficult to say is often clear with a knife.

And the person who was most likely to reason with them with a knife was Mo Dao, who was kneeling three steps behind Yue Zhishu at this time.

In half a year, he entered the Xuanjing realm from not entering the stream.

What is this speed?

Even Dongfang Lianmo, who is now only one line away from the Heavenly Destiny Realm, went from nine to one back then, and it took a full three years.

Mo Dao's future achievements will surpass Dongfang Lianmo, which is almost a certainty. If Dongfang Lianmo didn't harvest him as a son-in-law, he would really be an old fool.

The disciples of the Tang Sect, who were fortunate enough to stand guard in the main hall, looked away with half shame and half annoyance when they thought of this.

Yue Zhishu put the lyre he had been carrying with him in front of his lap, and Mo Dao untied the knife bag behind him and put it in front of his knee in the same way.

Dongfang Lian Mo didn't even move.

Ever since he returned from the battle against Yan Daohuo, he has always been like this. Half of the green silk has turned to white hair, and in recent months, he has rarely spoken, and his reaction has been much slower than before.

In private, Yue Zhishu once told Mo Dao that Dongfang Lianmo did not lose his mind and wander to such a point because of the departure of the deceased, a large part of the reason was that he was indeed severely injured by Yan Daohuo. Even though that Kunlun Dao Sect had only used seven successes.

Mo Dao spoke on his own: "Lord Alliance, this trip to Bianliang has found the return from the seven swords of the Liu family. Seven knives, four of which are already here. ”

Dongfang Lian Mo was stunned, raised his head, and there was a trace of confusion in his old and cloudy pupils, and it took a while to react: "Male Sword Baihui...... You won?"

"Yes. Mo Dao said in a low voice.

Those Tang Sect disciples who had already turned their heads were dealt a solid blow again.

Although they are in the Tang Sect, they are not allowed to participate in the martial arts without the permission of the alliance master, but they have always heard of the name of this Xiongdao Hundred Associations. As early as forty years ago, it was the premier sword event in the entire Central Plains, nearly a thousand swordsmen from all over the world gathered together, if they could win the championship in the Hundred Swordsmen, even if it was not the first in the world, it was almost the same.

is also practicing martial arts, but in just half a year, Mo Dao can already try to compete for the first place in the world?

If the disciples in Tangjiabao were only a little ashamed of themselves, now they are almost crazy with jealousy.

After a short silence, Dongfang Lian Mo came back to his senses and straightened up. The majestic aura of being the leader of the alliance returned to him. Even the disciples of the Tang Sect who were guarding the darkness in the distance felt a burst of oppression for no reason.

Mo Dao lowered his head.

"Four out of seven. Well, that's a good speed for you. ”

Dongfang Lian Mo slowly stood up. The green silk snow hair slid down the robe, hanging down to the ground leisurely, like a cloud waterfall.

He looked at Mo Dao for a moment. "Follow me. ”

"Yes. Mo Dao stood up as he said.

Yue Zhishu also hurriedly propped up one leg. Dongfang Lian Mo stopped: "You don't have to keep up. ”

Yue Zhishu was stunned, quickly lowered his head, and said obediently: "Yes." ”

Mo Dao was stunned and followed Dongfang Lian Mo and left the main hall through a side door.

Behind the door is a dark stone staircase. Walking up the stairs, I don't know how to turn a few corners, and then pass through a corridor that is even deeper and more terrifying than when I came, Dongfang Lianmo took Mo Dao to a gate.

There were no windows on either side, and only a few wall lamps in the closed alley flickered faintly with faint flames, faintly illuminating the large bronze lock on the door.

Dongfang Lian Mo caressed the lock, and sent the powerful internal force into it calmly, and the bronze door lock that could resist thousands of catties bounced open silently.

Dongfang Lian Mo opened the door and turned sideways to the side, actually wanting Mo Dao to be advanced. Mo Dao was stunned, so he had to do it.

This was taught to him by Yue Zhishu. No matter when, resisting Dongfang Lian Mo will not end well, and he is the leader of the martial arts alliance after all, and he will not force you to do too bad things.

So Dongfang Lian Mo said anything, Mo Dao listened to what to do, only in this way can he live. Anyway, in Willow Leaf Villa before, he was also alive like this.

After Luo Yin's death, there is no one in the world who can dig out his heart and lungs with him, so the next thing to do is to live desperately.

Mo Dao didn't think it was an incredible thing to be promoted to a product in half a year. Liu Siye has long said that he has a different physique, and there are few broken bones in the three mountains, and there are few in the past and present, all of them are geniuses who make knives.

If it weren't for the last resort, Mo Dao didn't actually want to learn martial arts, let alone learn swords. Being a good housekeeper, chopping wood and boiling water every day to make some home-cooked meals is also life for him.

Helpless fate is persecuted in every way, and if you want to live, you have to learn knives as a last resort......

"See who this is?"

Dongfang Lianmo's voice summoned him back to reality. Mo Dao was shocked, looking at the scene in front of him, his face full of horror.

Chained to his limbs in iron locks, firmly fastened behind the bronze door, was a scarred and naked willow thunderbolt.

At this time, Liu Zhilei almost didn't look like a living person. There was barely a piece of intact skin on his body, his wet hair was greasy and greasy, and his nostrils were full of aquatic plants.

If it weren't for the fact that his limbs were trembling slightly, Mo Dao would almost have thought that he was dead, and that all that was imprisoned there was only Liu Zhilei's corpse.

"What did you do to him!" Mo Dao asked with a hissing voice, turning his head.

Dongfang Lian Mo snorted: "There are no rules." You don't have to ask me, just ask the person. ”

Following Dongfang Lianmo's fingers, Mo Dao turned his head again, only to find that in the corner of the cell, there was a man with messy hair squatting.

Hearing Dongfang Lianmo's voice, the man smiled miserably, and his voice was the same old man: "Dongfang Lianmo, when you come to this, don't you plan to kill me with your own hands?"

Mo Dao frowned, and Dongfang Lian Mo said: "It's him who has become like this." In the name of refining medicine, combined the poison of Shu and Miaojiang, he made countless poisons that could make people half-immortal, and Liu Zhilei was harmed by him. ”

Before Dongfang Lian Mo's words fell, the old man laughed, and his laughter contained the poignancy and desolation that Mo Dao had never felt.

"Hahahaha! Dongfang Lianmo, I thought you weren't afraid of heaven and earth, but I didn't expect that you would be on this level, and you still didn't dare to kill me with your own hands! How afraid are you that the Tang family's unjust soul will also haunt you after you die, and teach you that you will not be happy even if you go to Huangquan? This martial arts alliance leader is still interesting!?"

Dongfang Lian Mo frowned and said, "A person like you is not worthy of me to do it myself." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Dao had already untied the knife bag behind his back and held it in his hand.

Chop it out of the sheath. In the dark cell, a sharp light lit up.

"I have only one question. Mo Dao said lightly, "Did you harm Young Master Liu and become like this?"

In the deep darkness, he couldn't see his five fingers, and Mo Dao couldn't see the old man's face clearly.

"It's indeed a poison that I made with my own hands. ”

The old man sneered, word by word.

"Dongfang Lianmo, such a sharp knife, you used it to kill me, are you really not afraid of retribution?"

"Shut up. Dongfang Lian Mo hissed, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, "Tang Leng, it's not that I don't want to kill you, but he has to do it." ”

The old man named Tang Leng looked at Mo Dao quietly for a while, his eyes like a mirror.

"With the return of the sea. Dongfang Lianmo ordered.

Mo Dao changed his knife as he said, and slowly walked towards Tang Leng.

Tang Leng laughed wildly: "Three mountains are broken. You have to let him break off his hatred and break off his feelings, so that he can split the mountain with one sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, a stream of blood splattered across the wall.

A skull rolled down at his feet.

Mo Dao silently put away the knife and stood for a long time before saying, "I don't believe it, it was his hand." ”

Dongfang Lianmo's eyes faintly revealed a mocking smile, and he said abruptly: "That's nature, I don't believe it." ”