When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the earth, the sleeping dead little Mo's fingers moved imperceptibly, and then his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info There was a look of confusion in his eyes at first, and then he suddenly jumped up, and when he saw the corpses of the four or five black-clothed people, he was stunned again, and then frowned, limiting his memory.

In his memory, he vaguely remembered that he was meditating and practicing last night, and he didn't want the masked man who attacked Sanssouci Valley at night to reappear, and he stabbed the masked man with a sword, but he didn't know that it was just a phantom. Then he fought with the masked man, perhaps because his martial arts had improved recently, the masked man was defeated and fled, and the two chased and fled, and then these five people who were also masked in black appeared.

Oh no! Dead Xiao Mo said badly, he hurriedly used his light skills and walked towards Yinchuan Famous Village. I only cared about revenge last night, and I didn't know what the safety of Zhou Youniang and the others was. Although he has not fought with the wine boy, he can also see that the wine boy's martial arts are not as good as his own, if there is really an accident, then ...... Dead Xiaomo didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The anxious Xiao Mo secretly hated his carelessness, and at the same time made the light luck to the extreme, and it didn't take long for the dead Xiao Mo to come to the head of the famous village again, and the home of the famous Jishi was not far from the head of the village. He saw that the door of Mingjishi's house was not closed, so he rushed in without thinking about it.

There was no one in the outhouse, and the dead Xiao Mo turned into the inner room again, there was a small courtyard inside, and there were several bedrooms on the other three sides of the courtyard, two of which were filled with medicinal herbs and other miscellaneous items, and there was a master room plus three guest rooms. Dead Xiaomo went straight to the main room of Mingjishi, but there was no one inside, and he entered the guest room where the wine boy and Zhou Xiaodie and Zhou Youniang stayed last night, and still didn't see anyone.

Unwillingly, he came to the guest room where he lived again, but what caught his eye was the body of Ming Jishi who had been dead for a long time! Looking at the corpse of Ming Jishi who had no breath at all, the dead Xiao Mo was silent for a while. After all, it was his own fault, and when he saw the enemy, he chased after him desperately, so that Zhou Youniang and the others now don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Alas, it's just that he is destined to commit a lone star, and the will of heaven is like this, so let's go alone in the future! Thinking so, Xiao Mo thought so, and he slowly walked out of the home of Mingjishi.

Hmm? No! The dead Xiao Mo, who had just become famous in the world, looked down and thought about his thoughts, and suddenly looked up, only to see a young man standing with a sword on the village road. The young man was dressed in white with long hair, his eyes were indifferent, the sword in his hand was a rare crystal color, the sunlight hit the sword body, penetrating through it, and the long hair on the young man's shoulders swayed gently with the breeze.

"You slaughtered this village?" the young man in white looked at the dead Xiao Mo who walked out of the house with an indifferent gaze, and asked in a cold tone.

"It's not. Dead Xiao Mo replied.

"Then please take this sword!" As soon as he said that, the crystal-colored long sword in the hand of the white-clothed young man suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the dead little Mo, who sensed the danger, immediately untied the bone sword wrapped in linen on his shoulder, and prepared to meet the enemy.

"Hmm, Xuanwu Sword!" The white-clothed young man's eyes sharpened, and he looked straight at the bone sword in the hand of the dead Xiaomo. The light on the sword in his hand gradually subsided, and then returned to its crystal-colored appearance.

He originally wanted to test the martial arts of the dead Xiao Mo to see if the dead Xiao Mo had the ability to slaughter the village, if the martial arts were above him, then the dead Xiao Mo was lying just now, if the martial arts were not as good as his own, then the person who slaughtered the village could not be the person in front of him, because his grandfather's martial arts were just equal to him.

"What do you call Your Excellency?" the young man in white suddenly asked Dead Xiao Mo after putting away the moves he wanted to attack.

"Dead Sun!" Seeing him like this, Dead Xiao Mo also let down his vigilance and replied lightly.

"Dead Sun?" The young man in white read the name thoughtfully, and then said to the dead Xiao Mo again: "My name is celebrity, and my friends in the rivers and lakes call me a celebrity." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and said, "Although the Xuanwu Sword was passed down by the ancestors, it was lost from the famous family a hundred years ago. You have the Xuanwu Sword, but you don't know the glass sword in my hand, it seems that there is someone else who slaughters the village. ”

"Celebrity?" Dead Xiao Mo looked puzzled and asked, "What is your relationship with the Famous Village?"

"Mingjia Village is my home. Saying this, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the prince and celebrity, and he turned his head to look around at the lifeless village in front of him, and his eyes showed an indifferent look again. In emotionless words:

"The ruthless ones hurt people's lives, and those who hurt people don't spare their lives, I won't let go of the real culprit behind this village slaughter!"

With that, he stopped and turned and walked out of the village. Dead Xiaomo opened his mouth and wanted to ask him if he had seen Zhou Youniang and the others, but after thinking about it, he still swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Not to mention that it is inconvenient to act by yourself with Zhou Youniang and others by your side, and ...... After this period of time, his understanding of the scriptures faxed by Jueyuan has improved again. Some things should also be settled, thinking of this, the dead Xiao Mo left the famous village and went south.

At this time, the man in black who escaped from the hands of Xiao Mo who died last night knelt on one knee in front of a man wearing a cloak and a grimace mask on his face. Around the two of them was a damp mud wall with several flaming torches stuck on top of it, and the place looked like a dark and damp underground cavern.

"Mansion Master, mission failed!" the man in black said to the ghost-faced man.

"Oh, it doesn't seem easy. There are two divine swords in the famous village, and only one Qingfeng sword was brought back yesterday, can you see what kind of sword that person used?"

"The sword he made was not made of metal, but looked like it was made of animal bones. The man in black thought for a moment and replied to the ghost-faced man.

"Beast bones?" said the ghost-faced man, who took out a drawing out of nowhere, and the drawing on it was the appearance of the bone sword in the hand of the dead Xiao Mo.

"Is that it?"

The man in black raised his head and looked at it, and immediately nodded: "It is this sword, Asuras, hungry ghosts, and human beings all die under this sword!"

"Alright, I see, you go down first!" the ghost-faced man confirmed what he was thinking, and he held out a hand and waved.

"Yes!" the man in black replied and stood up.

Repelled the man in black, and the ghost face said to himself: "The Xuanwu Sword was lost a hundred years ago, and the remnants of the famous family should only have Qingfeng and Liuli in their hands. It's interesting, it's getting more and more interesting. ”

Suddenly, he walked to a torch, stretched out his hand to pull the torch out of the mud wall, and then a boom sounded, only to see the mud wall in front of him slowly rise, behind the mud wall Hao Ran is another secret room.

There was a sword platform in the secret room, and Ghost Face walked to the edge of the sword platform, and was greeted by four swords of different styles. One handle is like white jade, one handle is not known material, but there is an imperial breath blowing in the face, the third handle is like bronze, and the last handle is as thin as cicada wings, delicate and light.

"White jade, Xuanyuan, bronze, Qingfeng, the power of the Eight Divine Swords is just around the corner!" A strange polyphony sounded from his mouth again, and under the ghost face was a conspiracy that had been planned for more than a hundred years.

"There is only one of the six realms left, and the next Xuanwu and Liuli will be taken back by the non-returnees!" After the words fell, all the torches in the cave were extinguished, and the underground cave fell silent.

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