The main hall is brightly lit.

Wearing a purple and gold crown and a seven-star sword, the Muzhen people looked even more dignified and noble under the light.

In the past, the game was dusty, and the unruly wooden road people no longer existed.

Standing here at this moment is Mu Zhenren, the fourteenth generation head of Wudang, who will never be taken lightly by anyone.

Zhao Ping'an wore an extra-large hat and hid in the crowd of people who came to congratulate. Watching Lu Xiaofeng and the old knife handle Zimu Zhenren go toe-for-tat, you come and go.

This drama of ups and downs is coming to an end, and the Ghost Villa is almost dead. Only the old knife got what he wanted.

Shaolin Iron Shoulder, Beggars Gang Wang Ten Bags, Yangtze River Water Flying, and Yandang High in the Sky These people also seem to be victors, because their enemies have been eliminated.

Therefore, none of these high-powered martial arts bosses stood up to accuse and disagree with Mu Zhenren.

Shi Yan's death has undoubtedly put an end to the Ghost Mountain Villa incident.

The only loser seems to be Lu Xiaofeng, oh, and Zhao Ping'an and Xue Bing, who have become the objects of gossip among the people in the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Ping'an pressed his hat and quietly walked out of the hall.

The beautiful trees outside the Taoist temple are verdant, the spring grass is deep, and there are a pair of shining eyes in the grass and trees.

Zhao Ping'an sighed lightly, and in a flash, he had already fallen in front of this person.

A beautiful woman dressed in a white linen filial piety dress, although she is haggard, her eyes are still as bright as the morning star.

Although she was startled by Zhao Ping'an, who suddenly appeared, she was still very calm and didn't make the slightest sound, just staring at the person who appeared in front of her.

Zhao Ping'an slowly took off his hat and said softly: "Miss Ye, we meet again." ”

Seeing that it was Zhao Ping'an, Ye Xue's originally nervous expression relaxed a little, but the vigilance in her eyes was still strong, and she said coldly: "How do you know that my surname is Ye?"

Zhao Ping'an said in a clear voice: "East of Weishui, Yushu is in the wind......"

Ye Xue's beautiful eyes showed a look of pain, and she coldly interrupted him: "Ye Lingfeng is not my father!"

Zhao Ping'an said: "I know that your biological father is actually the old knife master of Ghost Mountain Villa, and I also know what you want to do here today." ”

Ye Xue's originally pale cheeks suddenly flushed abnormally, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Since you know that the old knife is my father, then of course you should also know that it was the Mu Dao people who killed him, shouldn't I avenge him?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "Who told you that the old knife handle is dead?"

Ye Xue said: "I have eyes to see and ears to hear." ”

Mu Zhenren killed the culprit of Ghost Villa with a sword, the old knife handle, and the matter of Wudang traitor Shi He has undoubtedly spread all over the world.

Zhao Ping'an said leisurely: "Since you can listen and watch, of course you should know that it was Wudang Shihe who died under the sword of the Mudao people." ”

Ye Xue said: "Not bad. ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "You yourself grew up in the Ghost Villa since you were a child, and you should know the identities of most of the people in the villa. ”

Ye Xue did not deny it.

Zhao Ping'an said lightly: "If the old knife handle is a stone crane, then who is the soul envoy?"

Ye Xue's originally reddened cheeks turned pale again, and her whole person seemed to be frozen.

Zhao Ping'an stared at her beautiful face, and said slowly: "The fact that the old knife handle is your biological father can only be believed if Ye Lingfeng himself tells you personally." ”

Ye Xue nodded wordlessly.

Zhao Ping'an said: "The reason why Ye Lingfeng has become that person who is not a ghost or a ghost can be said to be all due to the old knife handle, he undoubtedly hates the old knife to the bone, how can he be so kind, tell you the truth, and release you to reunite your father and daughter?"

Ye Xue's whole body was trembling unconsciously, and even her voice was trembling: "You mean ......?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "Ye Lingfeng must not know how to learn that the Mudao people killed the so-called old knife handle, so he told you the truth and set you free, because he watched you grow up since he was a child, understood your personality, and knew that you would definitely come to avenge your father." ”

Ye Xue's teeth rattled, but she couldn't say a word.

With a gentle smile, Zhao Ping'an continued: "Once you come, whether you successfully assassinate the Mudao people or the Mudao people fight back and kill you, for Ye Lingfeng, it is equivalent to making the most successful revenge. ”

Ye Xue's eyes were glazed, and he asked blankly, "Why did he do this?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "Because the real old knife handle is a wooden man." ”

His tone was calm and his voice was low.

But when this sentence heard in Ye Xue's ears, it was no different from a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Her already pale face instantly turned bloodless, and even her lips turned lilac.

Her person seemed to have turned into a remnant bamboo in the wind, and she took a few steps back and leaned against a small tree, relying on the support of this small tree to not fall.

Zhao Ping'an said softly: "Miss Ye, what Zhao said, every sentence is true, the loving father is still here, it is a great joy in life, the coming day is long, and I hope the girl will take care of herself." ”

Ye Xueqiang resisted the urge to cry, raised her eyes that had been blurred by tears, but only saw Zhao Ping'an's back floating away.

The long night is coming to an end.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, under the sword rock, Zhao Ping'an stood with his hands in his hands.

He knew that what Ye Xue wanted to do most at that time must be to cry bitterly, and he also knew that this proud girl would never want others to see her crying.

So after he had said what he was going to say, he quickly left the place.

Now that all the plot is over, there is only an unfinished epilogue.

Zhao Ping'an waited for the person he was waiting for, a dejected Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng's smile looked tired and haggard: "You're here?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "I've been there." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "We lost this time, and we lost completely." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "The world is impermanent, who loses and who wins, and who can say clearly?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Aren't Mudao people the winners?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "As the head of Wudang, his life may not be as leisurely and comfortable as when he was idle in the past. The reason why he wants to be the head of Wudang is that I guess he just wants to get out of the evil spirit of the past. ”

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, recalling the words and deeds of the Mudao people in the past, he really didn't look like a person who valued fame, fortune and power. To say that it is all a disguise, I am afraid that it is not necessarily true.

Zhao Ping'an said: "In the past, his junior brother Mei Zhenren took the position of head from him, and the methods he adopted were probably not very glorious, so Shi Yan was reluctant to mention it." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then you mean, we can only go so far." ”

Zhao Ping'an said: "Manpower is sometimes exhausted, but the sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, if the Mudao people really do something crazy, there will naturally be retribution." ”

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a long time, wanting to laugh but couldn't laugh, and finally could only grin: "What you said seems to be very reasonable." ”

Zhao Ping'an smiled and said, "Now that this matter is over, shouldn't you set off to go back to Bixia Mountain?"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly stuttered: "This ......"

Zhao Ping'an said: "I have asked Sikong Xingxing to help you settle Liu Qingqing, he will definitely do a good job." Ye Ling's little fox and her father, I also asked Xiaohua to help arrange them to live in seclusion in some unknown place. As for Ye Xuemo, I have already told her the truth, whether she recognizes her father in the future or not, I think she will definitely live strong and be able to experience the beauty of life. ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Ping'an, with a look of gratitude in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Brother Zhao." ”

Zhao Ping'an laughed, patted Lu Xiaofeng's shoulder, and said, "Man, there will always be times when you can't resist the temptation, don't worry, I won't tell Xue Bing, otherwise the fake drama we played may come true." ”

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing, and the originally gloomy mood disappeared.

There are not only people like the old knife in the rivers and lakes, but also people like Zhao Ping'an and Hua Manlou, why should he be discouraged, and even have the idea of retiring and relaxing?

The morning fog was miserable, but there was already light in the east, and he suddenly puffed up his chest and strode towards the light.