The dark clouds are long and the moon is gone, and the devil comes to slaughter all beings from the heart

In the unitary time, Wudang Mountain is 100 miles away in the north, Mojiapo.

The winter was cold, and the night came very early, and the group led by the Shaolin disciple Jingshi came to a small town when it was dark.

The town is not small, and at this time the families are closed, and they are resting at home with a fire, and a small street is full of red lanterns from beginning to end, vaguely illuminating this cold and lonely night.

At the head of the town, Jingshi took the lead and stopped.

Jingshi looked at everyone and smiled: "Brothers, brothers and sisters, it's getting late, let's settle down in this town tonight, okay?"

Ye Suling smiled and continued: I rely on Senior Brother Jingshi to call the shots, and after a day of walking, my feet are also a little painful.

Mei Yan of the Tianshan Mei family also smiled and said: Senior Brother Jingshi, then let's find an inn quickly, eat something, and rest early, we big men don't care, but don't tire out our two flower-like junior sisters.

I saw this person, dressed in white, with a tall figure, handsome appearance, extraordinary bearing, a white long sword pinned to his waist, and the scabbard had a trace of smooth circulation from time to time, showing extraordinary quality. Although the attitude is gentle and kind, it faintly makes people feel a trace of coldness, which is obviously caused by the Mei family's unique martial arts mentality.

Tianxiang Valley's Xiangyi said lightly: It's okay to continue on the road, but don't say that it's because of the rest with my Su Ling junior sister.

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see that under the bright moonlight, a woman wearing a white mink coat in a long aqua green skirt had an indifferent face, standing outstanding, her clear eyes were full of indifference to see through the world, and there was a taste of impersonal feelings. I saw her willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, Qiong's nose was high, and her red lips were as light as willow leaves, and what was even more amazing was that there was a faint fragrance of flowers lingering on this woman's body all day long, fresh and elegant, like an orchid.

Mei Yan's words were not flattering, obviously a little embarrassed, and she was about to justify.

Jingshi smiled: If Senior Sister Xiangyi comes, we...

Ye Suling, who was on the side, had already grabbed Xiangyi's arm and walked forward, laughing softly: Senior Sister Xiangyi, Senior Brother Jingshi and Senior Brother Mei Yan are also kind, let's go quickly, my stomach is already rumbling with hunger, and my feet, I'm afraid it's blistering, but it hurts me to death."

Xiangyi glanced at her and said softly: Senior Sister Su Ling, as a famous and decent family, we practice martial arts all day long, what we hope is to support justice, hoe the strong and help the weak, and we are not a weak woman who is a beautiful lady and a female celebrity all day long, don't lose the face of the family and let these brothers look down on you.

Ye Suling stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: I know, senior sister, don't keep a straight face all day long, you smile beautifully. Then he suddenly approached Xiangyi's ear and whispered: I heard that Senior Brother Luo Yunshu of the Kongtong faction was fascinated by you, and asked the head of the sect, Uncle Qin Tianshuang, to ask him to marry him three or four times.

Xiangyi glanced at her, and pretended to be angry: What does the little girl know, let's go quickly, aren't you hungry?

Ye Suling replied with a grin, and walked forward with the two holding hands.

Jingshi and Mei Yan behind him smiled bitterly and shook their heads silently.

Jingshi smiled and said, "A few junior brothers, let's go too." Then they followed.

There was only one dilapidated old inn in the town, all made of wood, and from time to time there was a creaking sound from somewhere, but fortunately, everyone was also a child of the rivers and lakes, and there was nothing to pay attention to.

As soon as everyone entered the store, Xiao Er got up from the counter to greet him, but when he saw Ye Suling and Xiangyi, two beauties with different styles, they couldn't help but be stunned, and even spilled tea, which couldn't help but cause Ye Suling's face to be red, and everyone laughed along, and then under Xiangyi's cold snort, everyone sat down in a hurry, looking left and right, and chatting.

Although the inn is small, the side dishes fried have a different flavor, it may be that everyone has been on the road for a day, and they are already hungry, and everyone is full, so they chat.

I only heard Jingshi smile and said: Junior brothers and sisters, there are still eight or nine days away from the Guanwai, the weather is cold, and I hope you take care of your health, if there is any inconvenience, please talk to the little monk.

A man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: Senior Brother Jingshi is polite, but Senior Brother has worked hard to take care of us all the way.

I saw that this person's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were sharp, and his momentum was condensed, as if a sword hidden in his body was faintly about to break out, showing that the swordsmanship of the Qingcheng faction was exquisite, and the body protection was transcendent.

Jingshi said with a smile: Senior Brother Lin's eyes are firm and sharp, as if there is a sword qi surging, thinking that your faction's Tiangang swordsmanship has been completed, it is really gratifying.

This person is the disciple of Qin Tianshuang, the head of the Qingcheng faction, Lin Xizhao.

Qingcheng swordsmanship pays attention to fast and accurate, to attack and stop attacking, rescue and volley, to Dacheng, then the pursuit of incomparable sword to deter the opponent, its moves are back to the truth, the changes are not complicated.

It is said that when he was thirteen years old, even the first disciple of the second generation of the Qingcheng faction, who had been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, was also defeated by Xiao Guiyuan, who was known as the sword and fist. Then the head of Qin Tianshuang was angry that he was too arrogant, and he would not be able to become a climate in the future, so he ordered him to retreat and think about it for five years in the back mountain of the Qingcheng faction. But the disciples of the Qingcheng faction all knew that in those five years, the head Qin Tianshuang would go to the back mountain every day to stay for two hours, which meant that everyone was self-evident.

This trip to the Wudang Conference has only been three days since the end of Lin Xizhao's five-year retreat. It can be seen that this person's status in the Qingcheng faction, and he will not be the second person in charge of the family in the future.

Lin Xizhao's expression changed slightly, and he still said with a smile: Senior Brother Jingshi's pair of Buddha eyes really made the junior brother admire, and the despicable swordsmanship of the junior brother made the senior brother laugh.

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Jingshi looked at him and said with a smile: Senior Brother Qingchuan is from the famous Sword Villa in the rivers and lakes that is famous for swords and loves swords, and his swordsmanship is superb, and he will be closer to Senior Brother Lin in the future.

The famous sword villa has stood in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, has never asked about mundane things, a village up and down are all intoxicated with practicing swords and casting swords, the disciples in the village are not only superb swordsmanship, but also the swords are all divine weapons. There are not many master swordsmen in the rivers and lakes who have worked hard to seek a sword in the famous Sword Villa, and their livers and brains are smeared. Therefore, the famous sword villa still occupies a place in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and it also relies on the strong support of these swordsmen behind the scenes.

Therefore, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes, no one in the world does not want to get the sword of the Famous Sword Villa, and no one in the world dares to offend the Famous Sword Villa.

Qingchuan is the son of Qing Lan, the owner of the contemporary Famous Sword Villa, known as the owner of the Famous Sword Villa.

I saw that this person was dressed in a black tight-fitting robe, but there was a dazzling silver hair on his head, his face was cold and pale, his eyebrows and eyes were slender, his lips were like knives, and what was even more surprising was that his pupils were also silver, and he was born with a cold appearance, which was daunting, but this person rarely walked around the rivers and lakes, so the world did not know.

I just heard him say lightly: Wudang, Qingcheng, Kunlun, Diancang, and Kongtong are all sects known for their swords in the rivers and lakes, and I also want to see them this time. This person's appearance is cold, and his voice is even colder, without a trace of popularity, like the cold air surging on a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

When Lin Xizhao heard this, his face turned angry, and he said coldly: There is an opportunity now.

Qingchuan said lightly: Do you want to compare with me?

Lin Xizhao said: Are you afraid?

Qing Chuan stopped talking, and the jade-handled dragon in his hand had slowly raised.

As soon as Jingshi saw that the two of them disagreed, he wanted to make a move, and he was about to open his mouth to dissuade him.

An Xiao, who had never spoken, said with a smile: Are you the Divine Sword Jade Handle Dragon? I saw the brightness in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was also very interested in this sword.

Qingchuan was expressionless, and said lightly: Exactly.

An Xian was very happy, and said with a smile: Can you lend me a look?

Everyone present frowned, obviously shocked by what An said, asking for weapons has always been a taboo in the rivers and lakes, not to mention that what he asked for was the treasure of the famous sword villa and the first sword jade handle dragon in the rivers and lakes.

Qing Chuan raised his head, his silver-white pupils flashed with a strange look, staring at An deadly, for a while in the inn, there was silence, the needle drop could be heard, only the invisible sword qi floated, and everyone sat quietly on the spot for a while to watch the changes.

Under Qingchuan's cold gaze, An was still smiling, as if he didn't feel anything, and looked at the jade-handled dragon in Qingchuan's hand with expectant eyes.

Ye Suling pursed his lips and said in his heart: This guy is really abnormal, I said that he deduced that those strange things at the Wudang Conference are not ordinary people, this is good, he even wants to look at other people's divine swords, this idiot is really hopeless.

Jingshi on the side looked at the two people facing each other, sighed in his heart, and secretly said This is really not a good errand, Uncle Aoki has hurt me, and when he was about to get up and play a round, Qingchuan had slowly stretched out his sword.

Jingshi hurriedly said: Senior Brother Qingchuan can't.

I saw that the face of the pure world flashed, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

Saying that the time was fast, Ann's hand was raised from under him.

Seeing that the three of them were about to fight, An's hand had firmly held the sword and carefully placed it in front of him.

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect Qingchuan to hand the divine sword jade handle dragon to An.

Jingshi didn't know why for a while, coughed, and slowly sat back. Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the jade-handled dragon in An's hand, and they didn't notice him, especially Lin Xizhao's substantial gaze staring at the jade-handled dragon without blinking.

An, who was originally smiling, instantly became serious when he drew his sword an inch.

The eyes that are usually calm and calm, the pupils contract sharply.

After a while, Ann returned the sword to its scabbard, then solemnly handed it back, and glanced at Qingchuan deeply.

Everyone was disappointed, obviously not seeing the brilliance of the Divine Sword Jade Handle Dragon.

Lin Xizhao stopped talking and frowned.

At this time, Ann stood up, stretched her waist, and said with a smile: It's not early, it's time to sleep.

Jingshi was stunned for a moment, reacted, and said with a smile: Exactly, you junior brothers and sisters, please rest early. It's just that the inn has a limited number of guest rooms, and there are only four rooms left.

Qingchuan said lightly: I have always lived alone.

Ye Suling said: I share a room with Senior Sister Xiangyi.

Jingshi smiled and said: This is very good, then I and Senior Brother Lin are in a room, okay?

An smiled and said, "Then I'll have a room with Senior Brother Mei." As he spoke, he winked at Mei Yan, who was startled, so he had to smile and nod in agreement.

An smiled at Mei Yan and said, "Senior Brother Mei, I still have to go to the backyard to make it easier.

Everyone made an appointment to meet tomorrow, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

In the backyard of the inn, standing quietly in the middle of the small courtyard, with his hands behind his back and his head up, the red light on the blade of the sword flashed in his heart from time to time.

Suddenly, An said lightly: You are here.

I saw a person slowly walking out of the darkness, dressed in a black shirt and with silver hair, it was Qingchuan.

Kiyokawa Dao: You know I'm coming?

Ann smiled but didn't reply to him, but said, "How long have you been using that sword?"

Kiyokawa-do: Ten years.

Antao: How old are you?

Kiyokawa-do: Nineteen.

Ann sighed: You can't live without him anymore?

Kiyokawamichi: Exactly.

Ann suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice: "You know that he will hurt you."

Qingchuan said lightly: I know.

After a long time, a cold wind passed between the two, mixed with a few snowflakes, An glanced deeply at Qingchuan again, and then passed away.

Dark clouds drifted by, obscuring the moonlight, and the world suddenly fell into darkness, and Qingchuan's hand holding the sword tightened a little. In the unknown darkness, there was a faint sigh.