Cheng Jiahua said coldly: "I don't know what to do, this young master repaid his grievances with virtue and saved your life, do you dare to be ruthless to me?" Lie down!" As he spoke, he went around his back and lifted the hilt of his sword to shoot down on his "Kidney Yu Acupoint" and "Zhimuro Acupoint". He didn't have much internal strength, but he was afraid that his strength would not be enough, so he fell very hard. Liu Mujian fainted on the spot, and fell to the ground with a thud. Cheng Jiahua almost ran out of strength, bowed slightly, supported his knees with his palms, couldn't help gasping for breath, and his temples hit him with a burst of dizziness.

Nangong Xue slowly walked in front of him and wiped the sweat rolling from his forehead with her sleeve. It was rare that he was able to get out of danger safely in a crisis just now, but it can be said that it was all up to him to save him. Although it is cruel to cut off Liu Mujian's hands, he is also very reasonable, anyone who looks at the two charred and rotten palms on the ground should know that they are completely wasted, even if they can be detoxified again, there is not much difference between keeping them and cutting them off.

Cheng Jiahua wiped her forehead, and a burst of warmth rose in her heart, as if she couldn't feel the pain on her body. remembered that when I was a child, I chased my cousin Chen Xiangxiang in the courtyard of the house, and the two were tired from running, so they rested under the tree together, and Xiangxiang also held a handkerchief at that time, gently wiping his sweat. Thinking of the past, her face was faintly hot, and she hurriedly handed Cangquan Longyin to her, her expression was extremely solemn. Just now he was so exhausted that he almost fell, but he did not use his sword to support him, just for fear of damaging the tip of the sword and making her unhappy.

Nangong Xue had suspected just now that he wanted to use the Cangquan Dragon Yin to offer treasure and sell it to Liu Mujian, but now he is ashamed of this villain's heart. He took the sword and hurriedly inserted it into its scabbard. But Jue had just shown his thoughtfulness to him, so he turned around and left without saying a word, as if he had come specifically to beg for a sword. racking his brains to come up with a topic, his eyes wandered wildly in the tomb, and he fell on Liu Mujian, seeing that his palms were broken at the wrist, and the two large wounds were like pot lids. Shivered, and said, "Liu ...... He...... Is he dead?"

Cheng Jiahua said: "I'm not dead, how can he not survive? I just sealed a few acupoints for him to let him hold his breath and faint, then he won't have to suffer severe pain, and he won't be able to trouble us anymore, which will be good for everyone." But my skills are insufficient, and I will be able to recover in a few hours, but I am afraid that he will be disillusioned when he wakes up, but it is true. This is not to blame for others, it is all his own doing, who let him be so greedy for the seven evils? Just leave him here, so that he can be more peaceful, and the disciples he brought will take care of him. Speaking of which, this old thing is also self-aware, knowing that he will be seriously injured and want to die, so he brought so many disciples to collect the corpses in advance. But he was really enough to betray his relatives and leave, and at the moment of crisis, all the disciples were watching the excitement, and none of them came to help him. Looking at the disciples of Huangshan who had been standing silently on the side, he raised his voice and said, "You are just coming to take care of him, do you really want to be an unscrupulous disciple who deviates from the master?"

The disciples just now saw that the master was in trouble and did not come to the rescue, and they were all worried in their hearts. But this time Liu Mujian broke his hands, and it is impossible to be the head of the house after returning to Huangshan, if he behaves better at this time, he may be able to atone for his sins, and he can pass on the position of head of the house.

One person can have this thought, and everyone's thoughts are similar, and they immediately rushed to Liu Mujian, who collapsed to the ground, and took care of them very attentively. A moment ago, he was still a lonely person who was left aside, but at this moment, he was surrounded by disciples, bandaging the wounds, and crossing the qi, each doing their best, all looking forward to the first thing the master would see after waking up. For a time, a deep scene of sub-master-apprentice affection was formed.

When Nangong Xue heard that Liu Mujian was not dead, her heart was a little relieved. Because of the rebellion, killing the teacher is a serious crime, although she did not do it herself, and Cheng Jiahua is not an official disciple of any faction, but she was present to witness it but did not stop it, and the murder weapon Cangquan Longyin was also provided by her, which was always not appropriate. Whispered: "Multi...... Thank you very much. ”

Cheng Jiahua said: "Thank me for what?" I want to thank me for saving you or thank me for sparing him? Nangong Xue also felt embarrassed, and paused and said, "You were also ...... just now Touching that body, are you okay?"

Cheng Jiahua raised his palm and looked at it, he didn't see half of the black gas, and after a little thought, he understood, and said: "Yes, I turned over the body of the prince, and it stands to reason that the sin is greater." But you forget, that medicine contains highly poisonous, a little dip will rot, Mu Qingyan loves Prince Zhuang deeply, how can he bear to apply poison to his corpse? Otherwise, if you're lying unconscious on the ground right now, it's me. ”

Nangong Xue exhaled, thinking about it, she couldn't help but be afraid, and said: "This is really a blessing in disguise, but I have to thank Uncle Liu for sneaking up on you, so that I can make this substitute ghost for you...... Hey, in fact, I saw him leading the disciples of Huangshan, with a fierce momentum, and he really had the pride of sweeping the world. knew that he was unwilling to settle for the status quo, but he didn't expect that he could become so crazy driven by interests. He sighed and said, "I only understand now that decency is not just a pure land." In troubled times, there is no corner where true peace can be found. The expression was extremely stunned.

Cheng Jiahua originally wanted to say a few words of relief to her, but his usual consolations were all clichés, and he didn't want to treat Nangong Xue hypocritically, so he swallowed it back.

Nangong Xue pondered for a long time and said, "Speaking of which, Uncle Liu is really not worth it. This remnant sword is fake, we have seen the real thing with our own eyes, that one is really extraordinary, even if a person with low martial arts uses it, he can become a top master who has defeated the heads of major factions in a row......"

Cheng Jiahua said: "Yes, I have also heard about this. I heard that it was the demon witch who held the sword, and it was with this sword that she could make waves everywhere, otherwise she would be nothing, and everyone could abolish her with a single finger. It was also because I heard this rumor that I doubted the authenticity of the sword at that time, and I hesitated for a while, so I gave Liu Mujian a success. ”

Nangong Xue said: "Yes, at that time, as long as you use your brain a little, you can see the problem." Liu Shibo is too obsessed with the Seven Evils, so he will ignore common feelings. Shaking his head and sighing, he said to himself, "But this looks really similar." If you don't look at the skill, just by the appearance, it is indeed unrecognizable. The Remnant Sword is an ancient treasure, how could there be such a similar thing in the world?"

Cheng Jiahua said: "I think that after Prince Heshuozhuang got the treasure, he was worried that it would cause people to blush, and he got into trouble from then on, so he made people create exactly the same imitation." At this time, he must look like each other in every way, otherwise even a layman can't deceive him, how can he make a thief who knows the goods believe it? However, it is unknown whether the poison on it was applied at that time, or whether Mu Qingyan re-fed it afterwards. ”

Li Yijie also stepped forward and said: "That is the case, is the life slash true or false? One fake is not enough to cover it all, if Senior Mu also smeared poison on the real product, and didn't want this treasure to be used by a second person other than the prince, then what?"

Nangong Xue pressed the corners of her forehead, thought for a while, shook her head and said, "No." Senior Mu's purpose was simply to protect the Death Slash from outsiders, or to wait until the real destined hero came to inherit it, and never wanted to destroy the treasure. After all, it is the saber of her most beloved before her death, even if the prince dies, she will definitely still cherish it tightly, she really loves him, for his sake, she will obey his wishes. ”

Li Yijie nodded, but he had a new question, and said: "But what about the Remnant Shadow Sword, it fell into the hands of the Demon Sect not long after the death of the prince, and those demons all relied on it to do evil, stirring up the entire rivers and lakes into a bloody storm. Most of the prestige of the Demon Sect depends on this. And everyone is afraid of the Demon Sect, and most of the people they are afraid of are the benefits of the Afterimage Sword. According to the personality of Mu's predecessors, he should immediately take back the sword and bury the prince, and he will never let them run rampant. ”

Nangong Xue said: "I have also thought of this thing. I suspect that the Demon Sect Leader must have had some relationship with Prince Zhuang, or his most loyal subordinate, and after he was defeated and died, he still remembered to uphold the will of the prince, and most of them were also under his will. As soon as the Demon Sect was founded, the Remnant Sword became the treasure of their Sect Suppression, and the time difference was not as skillful. In addition, the Demon Sect takes the name of 'sacrificing shadow', and the word 'shadow' clearly refers to the remnant shadow sword, but the sword is the sword of the prince during his lifetime, can we imagine that it refers to Prince Zhuang himself? He intends to pay tribute to the old master, and then win the entire country for him. In this way, the reason why Jiang Yanchen, the leader of the Seven Evil Demons, rebelled against and usurped the throne, and then ignored the whole sect, can be deduced. ”

This is also an interlocking truth. Jiang Yanchen was arrogant, unwilling to live under others, and took revenge on behalf of a person who had nothing to do with him, so he didn't want to be the leader of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect anymore. However, if he directly rebelled and apostasy, the first sect leader would not give up with him, and he would definitely raise the power of the sect to capture the traitor. It was not easy for him to deal with the entire sect on his own. Even if you can get lucky in the end, it will definitely lose your vitality.

Now, as he did, when the sect leader still trusted him, he suddenly rebelled and took out his unexpected benefits, and the probability of success was much higher. In this way, he can not only get rid of the big trouble, but also be able to succeed the sect leader immediately. At that time, he had already attained the Seven Secrets and immediately went into retreat and penance after succeeding to the throne. On the one hand, he improved his skills as soon as possible, and at the same time allowed the internal strife in the gang to rot, and then borrowed the hands of decency to destroy the Shadow Sacrifice Sect. If he has achieved great achievements, he can open a mountain and establish a sect on his own, and rule the world in the name of the Seven Evil Saints, and no longer be attached to the shade of branches and leaves.

It's just that when everyone attacked, he happened to practice and went crazy, which was a step he missed. If he hadn't been rescued by Cheng Jiaxuan, under the siege of the decent elite at that time, he would definitely have to divide the corpse with a knife. After death, any grand ambition will become an empty dream. This chain of plans is really dangerous, and there is only one step that goes wrong, and then it immediately becomes nonsense. I don't know why he chose this rugged path, but no one can understand the thoughts and actions of a mad evil man, and it is not unusual.

Everyone thought about it, and they all nodded slightly. Nangong Xue couldn't help but feel ashamed, and said, "I just said it casually, I can't take it seriously, don't believe it too much." ”

Cheng Jiahua said: "You are so smart, you came up with it, you must be right." Who told us that we can't guess at all?" and then talked to Li Yijie about the real whereabouts of the life-seeking slash.

Nangong Xue was not interested in this, seeing that Prince Zhuang was still lying upright in the coffin, or that his body had hit the coffin wall when he was turned over just now, and as soon as the external force was removed, he flipped back on his own. There was still a look of indifference and peace on his face, and everything was empty when he died, and the thrilling bloody battle in this tomb just now had no effect on him.

walked to the front of his coffin, folded his hands and increased his forehead, bowed respectfully a few times, and said: "Prince Zhuang, the younger generations are ignorant and reckless, and please forgive me for the offense." We don't mean to disturb your sleep, it's just that you have a spirit in the sky and have a thorough understanding of the world, and you probably won't bear to see the world fall into the hands of Jiang Yanchen's demon. Can you please make it clear the whereabouts of the beheading, the younger generations are grateful. Since then, the younger generations will take the time to come every year to worship you in front of the Zhaozong Ancestral Hall. ”

After a few more salutes, I remembered that the lid of his coffin was still thrown in the corner, and I came to ask him for protection in such a grand manner, but I took it for granted, and I really opened it. His face turned red, and he quickly stepped forward to lift the lid of the coffin and carried it back with difficulty. Suddenly, there was a flower in front of me, and I looked closer, only to see a few lines of small characters engraved on the bottom of the coffin lid, which were engraved into pale white. I tried to identify and read it a few times, and the joy in my heart became stronger, and it really responded to the saying that "there is no endless road to heaven".