"Master... How... You..."When Liu Zhemei saw Qin Ke'er before, she knew that Mrs. Meihua must have also come, but she didn't expect that they would stop her at this time, on the one hand, Xuanyuan Xiang's life was in danger, and on the other hand, she was the master who raised herself and regarded herself as her own daughter, Liu Zhemei's heart was anxious but she didn't know how to face her master.

"Zhemei, don't be obsessed anymore, that Xuanyuan Xiang is the devil of the Demon Sect, don't make mistakes again and again. Looking at Liu Zhemei, Mrs. Plum Blossom's eyes were full of pity, but it was difficult to hide the loneliness of hating Liu Zhemei and Xuanyuan Xiang, she may never have thought that one day, she would be so opposite to her favorite disciple, her heart was full of faint pain, so that Mrs. Plum Blossom's face was full of tiredness.

"Master......." Liu Zhemei's heart has already been in Xuanyuan Xiang's body, how can it be that Mrs. Plum Blossom can pull it back with a word? It's just that in the face of the master who has always been regarded as her mother, Liu Zhemei is really... It's really hard to open your mouth because... She knew that her words would deeply break her master's heart, and she was the only one who knelt down and placed her kindness to her master.

'Poof' a soft sound, Liu Zhemei knelt in front of Mrs. Plum Blossom, slowly, but also heavily kowtowed three heads, every time she lowered her head, Liu Zhemei's eyes were a little more tears, until the three heads were finished, Liu Zhemei was already in tears, but her voice was still firm, firm and could not tolerate the slightest change, "Master... Please allow the apprentice to be unfilial, just... What is good, what is evil, there is a mirror in the heart of the disciple, Xuanyuan Xiang Although he was born in the Valley of Bliss, he is not a murderous demon like the single heavenly evil, although he slaughtered the gods and legs, but also to avenge his family and brothers, if this is the devil, then what should be the pleasure and revenge of this rivers and lakes?"

"You!" Mrs. Plum Blossom was said by Liu Zhemei, for a while, she was a little dumbfounded, and she didn't know how to speak, yes, this is a lot of rivers and lakes, who has never had blood on their hands, but the world is blinded, and they don't want to keep this fact in their hearts, who said that they were born in the Valley of Bliss, and they are the devils? Is it just because it is the Demon Sect in the mouth of the world? But what is it and the Demon Sect? He in the Valley of Bliss can be, Wudang, the Beggar Gang, Huashan can also be, and the same is true of Plum Blossom Gate, which is the difference between good and evil, but it is just the oral tradition of the world.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable ......" Aoba Zhenren was on the side, looking at the two masters and apprentices, one of them was crying with tears in his eyes, and the other was stunned and fell into contemplation, Aoba Zhenren waved the dust and pulled Mrs. Plum Blossom back from the realm of ecstasy, and the Aoba Zhenren in a Taoist robe took a step forward, and every move showed the heroic righteousness of the Dao Feng Immortal Bone," Miss Liu's words are wrong, when can the world repay the wrongs, Xuanyuan donor is evil, I can't judge it, but the weeping blood evil blade is an ancient evil soldier, Tiandu Peak battle, the world has seen that Xuanyuan can't resist the invasion of the evil spirit in the weeping blood evil blade, I am afraid that one day, the anger will enter the body, and the Xuanyuan donor will become more bloodthirsty, and then the Xuanyuan donor will cry blood to help, and it is difficult to have an opponent in the martial arts, that is a martial arts catastrophe. ”

Although Aoba Zhenren's voice was small, but every word crashed into Liu Zhemei's heart, these words, the meaning of this, at the beginning... On Tiandu Peak, the abbot also said the same, Liu Zhemei has seen Xuanyuan Xiang's killing on Tiandu Peak, and she has also seen the thirst for killing in the Shendu Leg Gate, which is like the god of war and the appearance of a demon, but... Liu Zhemei has also seen the sadness of Xuanyuan Xiang and his martial arts brother when he reunited, and also seen his gentle side to Li Panpan, if there are two people, but they are only one person, Liu Zhemei can't believe that such a affectionate, flesh-and-blood person will one day become a bloodthirsty sword slave.

"Miss Liu, we are so pressing, not to take the life of Xuanyuan donor, but to save Xuanyuan donor, but also to save Wulin. When Aoba Zhenren spoke, he slowly walked towards Liu Zhemei, his pace was slow, but there was undoubted firmness, "If Miss Liu still has the heart to think about this martial arts people, she shouldn't let Xuanyuan donor go on like this, but should do something for the life and peace of the martial arts people......."

Liu Zhemei's eyes were still full of tears, but when she was said by Aoba Zhenren, a blank look also appeared in her eyes, for the martial arts... Although Liu Zhemei doesn't know what martial arts are called, but the bloody wind and rain... Broken limbs... It used to be his home, the place where his relatives lived, one by one living people, but in an instant, it became a barren, the pain of Zheliu Villa, for some reason flashed from Liu Zhemei's mind, could it be that one day, this martial arts will also become like this?

"Hmph, you old man, you look sanctimonious, but what you say is so unreasonable, what martial arts are in danger, what ancient evil blades, you people, just alarmist, for the sake of your so-called things that have not happened, to put it mildly, isn't it still to kill Xuanyuan Gongzi? Hmph! I think you are Xuanyuan Gongzi. Liu Zhemei's heart was obviously shaken, but Li Panpan behind him was a coquettish cry, although what he said was a little immature and ridiculous, but it pulled Liu Zhemei's thoughts back.

Yes, Aoba Zhenren said this, what martial arts bloody rain, what ancient evil blades, no matter how much they say, the voice in their mouths is for the safety of the martial arts, the life of the martial arts, is it for the sake of the safety of the martial arts, for the safety of the martial arts, Xuanyuan Xiang should die?

The mist in Liu Zhemei's eyes returned to Qingming, Qingye Zhenren's brows were slightly furrowed, his gaze crossed Liu Zhemei, and looked at the person behind her, the little girl who looked harmless to humans and animals, her eyes were deep, but she was also a little unpredictable, "This girl, I don't know who the girl is?"

Li Panpan's eyes drifted lightly, seeing that Liu Zhemei was no longer as confused as she was just now, pretending not to hear Aoba Zhenren's words, he walked quickly to Liu Zhemei's side, stretched out his hand to pull Liu Zhemei up, and asked in an innocent voice, "Sister Zhemei, let's not listen to this person's nonsense here, Xuanyuan Gongzi hasn't come yet, Panpan is a little worried, let's go find him." ”

This time, for some reason, it was clear that he had always hated Li Panpan's tone and appearance, but this time, Liu Zhemei nodded his head with a ghostly gesture, "Master, Aoba Zhenren, the lives of all the people in this martial arts should not be guilty of him alone, I won't let you kill him." ”

(End of chapter)