"Who?"

He Lingxin immediately came to his senses and slowly pushed He Jingjing away, as if a basin of cold water had fallen from the sky, pouring himself into the cold.

He looked up, wondering if the peep was hiding behind the roof.

"Just ignore your opponent," a sharp, dry voice said, "not a good habit. ”

He Lingxin's heart sank, and he heard the owner of the voice.

He had a serious face and turned his head to look at He Jingjing.

He Jingjing's expression was also a little flustered, and she obviously guessed who the person was.

The next moment, the room suddenly lit up.

A phantasm swayed rapidly, appearing in the room without warning, floating gently in the air.

He Jingjing panicked, and hurriedly pushed He Lingxin out of bed, picked up the sheets, and wrapped her body tightly.

Her gaze turned to the uninvited guest in the house, a man dressed in a [Sanhuadong] costume.

The man's face was sallow and sharp, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

"Why don't you get sick,"

He Jingjing squeezed out the other party's name from between her teeth.

Her face was ugly, and her tone was extremely unkind, "What do you want to do?"

Although she already knew in advance that Dong Zhong had arranged for He Wuxi to come to the northwest to investigate the bloody night, she didn't expect the other party to come so quickly - otherwise, she wouldn't have cared about the chaos and sneaked into He Lingxin's house at night.

"Don't be nervous,"

He Wuxian's face was expressionless, but there was a taste of provocation in his voice,

"I'm not the slightest bit interested in ridiculous incest dramas. ”

After speaking, a playful gaze swept over He Jingjing and looked at He Lingxin, who also looked at him with deep eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Jingjing replied with a pale face, secretly thinking about the purpose of He Wuxi's late-night visit.

At this moment, the scene is extremely embarrassing.

The smell of ** filled the air, and the gasp of wanting to go seemed to still waft through the house.

Although He Jingjing was wrapped in a sheet, when she thought of the scene just now, she couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, and her handsome face was flushed.

"It's late at night," He Lingxin calmed down first, stretched out his hand to the door, and motioned for the other party to leave here, "What do you have to do with the disease-free brother?"

"I don't want to waste any more time,"

He Wuxi smiled indifferently and got down to business, "I don't have any other purpose-the ancestor sent me to investigate the case, tell me what you know, and I'll leave immediately." ”

He Jingjing's heart sank, and then she sneered: "Do you want us to catch the murderer and send it to you?"

She obviously didn't expect He Wuxian to be so straight to the point.

In fact, the ancestor in the cave arranged for He Wuzhi to go to the northwest without informing the two of them in advance.

There was no mention of the three men teaming up to track down the murderer.

Therefore, in the current situation, there is a naked competitive relationship between He Wuxian and the two.

The progress and efficiency of He Wuzhi will set off the incompetence of two people, and the success of He Wuzhi means the failure of two people.

It also means that the ancestor's previous trust in the two has been completely betrayed.

She and He Lingxin had already spent a lot of time and energy investigating the situation. Giving clues to competitors in vain - this is absolutely impossible.

"If you can catch the murderer," a sarcastic smile appeared on He Wuzhi's sallow face, "I don't have to travel all the way to the northwest." ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you," He Jingjing replied with extreme dissatisfaction, "I have nothing to say here." ”

"Been checking for more than half a year?" He Wuxian sneered, "Didn't you find anything—" He deliberately dragged out the last word.

"Whatever you think," no matter how cynical the other party was, He Jingjing just wanted the other party to get out of here at the moment, "If we already know anything, we still need you to come to the northwest?"

"What do you think?" He Wuxi snorted and turned his eyes to He Lingxin: "Same as her?"

He Ling's heart sank like water, and he was silent.

But the obvious hostile look in the eyes says it all.

"You two should have heard of my Zhenhai Beast, and the avenue I walked,"

He Wuxi's face was grim, cold as ice, "What I want to do, I must do, and the goal I want to achieve is unstoppable." ”

Listening to him speak without emotion, He Jingjing immediately remembered his Zhenhai Beast [Ghost Jackal] - this lone demon beast that grows in the sandy land of Mobei, has always been known for its ferocity, recklessness, cunning, and unending vows to achieve its goals.

"I am unscrupulous and unscrupulous," He Wuxi's voice also became cold, "For example, now,"

He looked at He Jingjing, who was wrapped in a sheet.

A little, the strange force suddenly fell, and the sheets were torn to shreds, turning into powder and floating in the air.

He Jingjing stood naked on the bed, her face full of horror.

The wonderful posture can be seen at a glance.

He Lingxin stood in front of her, and his face was angry.

He Wuxian looked indifferent. "If you don't get what you want, I'll make it public what happened tonight." ”

"You're looking for death?"

He Jingjing was extremely angry, and a huge sense of humiliation came to her heart.

She no longer looked for an alternative shelter, leaving her delicate body exposed to the lights of the house.

Mana stirs in the inland sea.

In an instant, the murderous intent was already rising.

"I'm just giving you an example," He Wuxian said, indifferently taking out a talisman from his cuff.

He spread out his palms and poured weakness into the talisman, which shot out a yellow glow and reflected it on the wall, and began to play the image he had just taken in the dark night.

The darkness seemed to be filtered out by the light of the talisman, and the fragrant scene was unobstructed—the woman's seductive posture, her drunken expression, the rapid wheezing of the two men, and the absurd conversation, made the interlocutor himself feel embarrassed and red-faced.

"The cousins and sisters of Chang Yuanzong Fudo Peak [Sanhua Cave]," He Wuzhi continued with a blank expression, "incestuous and extravagant—presumably the monks and mortals of the Hongran Realm will be of great interest. This incident is enough to contract the scandalous jokes of the monk world for the next hundred years. The two of them can also take advantage of this feat to be remembered for centuries and forever in the annals of history. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the two of them defiantly.

He Jingjing's face was pale, and the killing intent that had been hidden in his chest poured out, filling the entire room in a grand manner.

"Killing people might be a good choice," He Wuxian smiled indifferently, "However, He Lingxin's avenue doesn't seem to allow him to do this, right?"

"What's more," he said, no longer floating in mid-air, and said lightly, "do you think I'm going to come here unprepared?"

"Those who play with fire," He Jingjing did not hide her murderous intentions at all, "will burn himself." ”

As she spoke, she was thinking in her heart about the possibility of killing He Wuxi at this moment—although it was now two enemies and one enemy, He Wuxi was an authentic sword cultivator with extremely high combat power, and it was unimaginable that she had already heard of it.

With a head-on encounter and no secret hand, the possibility of two people being killed by He Wuzhi is even greater.

So, she began to hesitate.

Taking a step back, even if the two of them can really kill He Wuxi, I am afraid that they will face a worse result - in the rules of [Sanhua Cave], the punishment for cannibalism is very heavy, far better than the punishment for incest.

Moreover, think about He Lingxin's temperament and the path he upholds—fairness, justice, and justice. Under the guidance of such a great avenue, I am afraid that he will not join forces with himself to kill He Wuxian, who is connected by blood.

After thinking about it like this, she had no choice but to choose to stay still and take the opportunity to act.

"In fact," He Wuxian saw that the two of them didn't mean to explain, so he had to speak again, "If it weren't for the 'inventory conference' coming, I wouldn't bother to bother with this matter at all." ”

"[Sanhua Cave] is in danger," he finally mentioned the reason for the trip, "You two have been investigating for half a year but have found nothing. How can I watch the inheritance of my ancestors be destroyed?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

The candle flame dimmed slightly.

In the next moment, the phantom of a huge white-necked brown bird suddenly appeared, engulfing He Wuxi's figure like a tidal wave.

The wooden house exploded in an instant, and shards of wood splashed all over the sky like dry rain.

Three figures appeared in the dark night at the same time, and the darkness and coolness outside wrapped them like a tide.

He Jingjing was surprised.

She instantly recognized the giant bird phantom from He Lingxin's Zhenhai Beast [White-necked Spirit Eagle]

- He Lingxin made a move.

She didn't bother to analyze what kind of struggle He Lingxin had gone through in her heart before she made this decision that violated her own avenue and was likely to leave hidden dangers in her heart.

She only knows that the opportunity must not be missed, and she must strike first.

As soon as He Lingxin made a move, the phantom of her Zhenhai Beast [Skynet Spider] flashed.

Countless transparent spider silks shot out densely from the shadows, crowding the canopy of the giant tree to the brim.

In this world, little by little, down to the smallest detail, all the changes are transmitted to her perception.

She opened her mouth slightly, spitting out a spider silk the thickness of chopsticks.

The spider silk quickly rushed towards He Lingxin and stuck to his Yin Tang acupoint—so everything He Jingjing could perceive could be perceived by He Lingxin at the first moment.

The two of them used their natal magic weapons at the same time - one is a strangely shaped scale, and the other is a huge mirror.

Mana is instantly infused into the magic weapon.

Natal spells, dense attacks frantically crashed into He Wuxian - since he made a move, he had to have no reservations and fight with his life.

At this moment, a huge sword phantom suddenly appeared, and it waved lightly in midair.

The oppressive and ruthless aura spread with the sword, and the dazzling sword light fell from the sky.

He Jingjing's face was frightened.

Immediately, an irresistible attack poured in.

In just an instant, her and He Lingxin's offensive was dissolved by the opponent's sword.

Yu Wei slammed into the two people's natal magic weapons, and there was a sound of shattering.

Both men fell to the ground at the same time.

There was an icy temperature on the ground.

Only then did He Jingjing realize that she was still not an inch.

He Lingxin took off his coat and handed it over.

She hurriedly wrapped herself up.

Then he found that his mana was difficult to mobilize, and it seemed to be blocked by a powerful sword intent. Presumably, He Lingxin should face the same situation.

Looking around, the natal magic weapon of the two fell to the ground.

Through the dim light, the cracks on it could be faintly seen - if it was repaired, I am afraid it would cost a lot of spirit stones.

The battle of disparity in strength ended in the blink of an eye, and she realized that man is a sword and I am a fish.

Turned his head to look at He Lingxin.

Blood slid from the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale, but his expression was calm, as if he had expected such an outcome.

"Could it be," she thought, "that he didn't mean to kill people, but to ......"

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little sad in her heart - He Ling wanted to take herself to death with her.

"It's a lot simpler now," He Wuxian's sharp and cold voice came from the night sky, "either die or tell me everything." ”

"It doesn't matter,"

He Lingxin had a weird smile on his pale face, and said with a miserable smile, "Whatever you do." ”

"You think I'm just joking?"

"If you keep grinding," He Lingxin replied, "I'm going to die of old age." ”

He Jingjing quickly realized that He Lingxin was deliberately stimulating He Wuxi to make a move—perhaps, he was really not afraid of death. He Wuxian should not care whether he is dead or alive. As long as she is alive, there will still be someone to tell him the truth.

He Wuzhi wields a sword. The rebellious sword intent spread again.

"Don't!" He Jingjing exclaimed, rushing towards He Lingxin, not caring whether she would be affected by the killing move.

She quickly pounced on He Lingxin.

A cold wind skimmed, and the sword grazed her body.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"You go away. He Lingxin's eyes froze, and then he became clear. He cast a bolt of mana to push her away. Push far away.

"Let's do it," he looked at He Wuxian hiding in the dark night with a mocking face, "otherwise what I said earlier is nonsense." ”

As he spoke, his heart was sad, thinking of tonight's incident, as well as the many failures since the investigation of the case - ideals and beliefs collapsed, the avenue could not end from the beginning, and whether life should also end.

At this moment, the aftermath of the battle gradually dissipated.

The stumps and leaves that had been cut off by the swords and spells fell to the ground—like a mess of cups and plates.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moon broke free from the dense clouds, shedding a large amount of moonlight.

The darkness that seemed to have no end to it before retreated.

A sharp sword hung upside down in mid-air, illuminated by the moonlight, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and like a lonely lone wolf.

He Wuxian didn't make another move, and looked at the moon in the sky with an expressionless face.

"When I was young," he was silent for a long time before he spoke, "[Sanhua Cave] was my heaven, the pillar of Fudo Peak. I and a few brothers and sisters in my family grew up under the wings of the [Sanhua Cave] and the ancestors, and we have never worried about the cultivation resources that the cultivators outside dream of, so I ......"

Speaking of this, his gaze moved to He Jingjing and He Lingxin, "There are two more people who can get to where we are today." ”

"By the time I became an adult, [Sanhua Cave] gradually had some opponents in Fudong Peak. But we are always the best branch. No matter where we go, to every corner of Chang Yuanzong, to every realm of the Hongran Realm, people will be in awe when they hear the name of [Sanhua Cave]. ”

He muttered something in his mouth, and the sword hanging upside down in the air snapped, and then turned into a green light and put it in the storage bag around his waist.

"After I stepped into the Diqiao Realm, the way of the world changed—the status of [Sanhua Cave] in the Immovable Peak was in jeopardy, and we were no longer the focus of the Chang Yuan Sect, or even the focus of the Fudo Peak monks. Gradually, we seem to get used to it. ”

As he spoke, his voice suddenly raised high, "But we have never fallen to the bottom, we are still struggling, and we still look forward to one day, back to the glory of the past...... I don't want the descendants of Sanhua Cave after us to never feel the glory we once enjoyed. Instead, they spend all day worrying, helpless, and struggling with foreign objects such as pills, exercises, and scrolls."

"But now," said him, his face with imperceptible sadness, which vanished in an instant, "we have come to the edge of a precipice—one wrong step is an abyss." ”

He looked at the two of them with burning eyes: "Whether you tell me about the murderer or not, I will look it up." ”

"And," he said after a pause, with great certainty, "he will surely be found out of the fog......

With that, he turned and walked away.

The figure walked through the woods in the dark night, like a lone wolf.

"Give me ten days," He Lingxin suddenly spoke, shouting at the back of the lone wolf, "I can't find out the real murderer within ten days, I'll tell you everything." ”

Through the moonlight, He Jingjing clearly saw the struggling look on his face.

In the distance, He Wuxi's figure stagnated slightly.

It disappeared into the clear moonlight.

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It's been another busy two days.

The next update should be on November 30th, so sorry!