The long night has finally passed, and today is another sunny day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the warm morning sun shone on the ethereal peak, Yang Xiaoling's gaze just fell on the ethereal peak.

Ten months had passed, and he had spent ten months in this valley.

It was really ten long months for him, but now he felt that these ten months were actually very short.

"What are you looking at"?

Murong Ke didn't know when he was already standing behind him.

Yang Xiaoling smiled and said, "Sunshine, the sunshine of the Ethereal Peak." I believe that the place where the morning sun shines at this moment must be very warm."

"Indeed, ......", Murong Ke also looked up at the peak and muttered, "The ethereal peak reflected by the morning sun is indeed very warm. I remember a long time ago, every time the sun rose, I would always take Yan'er to the big square in front of me to bask in the sun, those days were really beautiful, but it was a pity that ......".

Yang Xiaoling said lightly: "It's a pity that you haven't sunbathed in the big square at the top of the peak for twenty years."

"Yes, ......", Murong Ke said sadly: "The past is like smoke, although everything is still like yesterday." But the years have flown by, and in the blink of an eye, it has been twenty years."

Yang Xiaoling was silent. After a long time, he suddenly turned his head to look directly at Murong Ke, and asked lightly, "Then do you want to go to that big square to bask in the sun again?"

Murong Ke was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Yang Xiaoling said lightly: "So that Master knows that I have fully comprehended the swordsmanship and body technique you taught me four months ago."

Murong Ke said in ecstasy: "Really"?

Yang Xiaoling nodded.

"So we can get out of here"?

"Yes".

Murong Ke's excitement calmed down a little, and he asked again, "Are you sure you can do it?"

Yang Xiaoling said lightly: "Even if the cliff in front of us is a hundred zhang high, I can go up with you on my back, Master."

He spoke plainly, but he was firm and confident.

"I believe ......", Murong Ke nodded with a smile, but then stared at Yang Xiaoling again, and asked lightly: "Since you were able to go up four months ago, why wait until now?"

Yang Xiaoling was silent for a long time, and said, "Because I've been thinking about a problem."

"What's the problem"?

Yang Xiaoling didn't answer again, but walked over directly and picked up Murong Ke and said, "Let's go."

Then he stepped lightly on the ground with his foot, and the person was already swept up like a swallow.

Murong Ke lay on Yang Xiaoling's back and let him carry him all the way up the cliff. He didn't ask Yang Xiaoling what he was thinking. He knew that no matter how much he asked, Yang Xiaoling would never answer.

Perhaps, he didn't know. The question Yang Xiaoling thinks about is: how do he face a person.

Someone who makes him not know whether to love or hate.

Who is this person?

Ethereal peaks.

At this moment, the morning sun has completely sprinkled on the large square in front of the peak. The early morning sun has completely illuminated everything on the summit.

But it's still pitch black, completely pitch black.

Because it's a secret room.

The chamber was dark and quiet, deathly silent.

However, in the depths of the darkness, there was a sudden sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but there is only pain in the sound.

The sound of the piano was like a sob, and to people it sounded, it was like a resentful woman whispering her miserable old past to people in a lonely cold night.

Listening to the sound of the harp, people have gradually become resentful.

It turned out that the sound of the piano did not make people's hearts clear, but aroused the anger in their hearts.

Or killing intent.

After a while, the sound of the piano stopped, and then a lone lamp lit.

The lamp was on the table, and there was a piano on the table, and in front of the piano stood a man wrapped in a black robe. At this moment, he was staring at the piano in front of him.

He lit the lamp, and he played the piano just now.

When the lights were on, Yuan Ao pushed the door and walked in.

The man in black withdrew his gaze from the piano, looked at Yuan Ao, and asked, "Say, what's the matter?"

Yuan Ao said lightly: "It's time."

The man in black suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, it's time." By the way, how is the situation at Ethereal Peak"?

Yuan Ao also smiled and said, "Today, the Seven Pavilion Masters of the Ethereal Peak gathered in the meeting hall to nominate a new head of the sect."

The man in black groaned for a while, and said lightly: "Then the Ethereal Peak will be handed over to you."

"Yes......", Yuan Ao nodded subconsciously and asked tentatively, "What about you, Lord?"

"I'm going somewhere else."

"What place"?

"Falling Snow Valley".

Yuan Ao was silent for a long time, and said, "The Lord personally went to the Falling Snow Valley, what about the Fengyue Sect and the Orchid Gate?"

The man in black smiled faintly and said, "I have already arranged it for the Fengyue Sect, and as for the Orchid Gate, there is no need to worry about it at all."

"The ...... has been arranged", Yuan Ao said in surprise: "Could it be that the Fengyue Sect also has our people"?

The man in black asked rhetorically, "What do you say?"

Yuan Ao sneered for a while, although he felt a little surprised, but he was not surprised.

The man in black suddenly asked again, "By the way, what about Luo Qingxue"?

"She ......", Yuan Ao smiled cruelly, and said, "If my expectations are right, if Luo Qingxue hadn't fallen into our hands by now, she would have been a corpse a long time ago."

The man in black frowned slightly, and said, "You're so sure"?

"Quite surely."

"How many people have you sent".

Yuan said arrogantly: "Although it is not much, it is enough to solve Luo Qingxue."

"Okay......", the man in black waved his hand and said, "Then you can go."

Yuan Ao didn't leave, and asked again: "How is Yang Xiaofeng doing over there?"

"None of the people sent to kill Xiaofeng have returned."

"Is there any news coming back?"

"Nor at all".

Yuan Ao's face was cloudy, and after standing for a while, he turned around and said, "Then I'll go first."

Immediately, he stepped out.

The man in black also had a complicated expression. His eyes also looked at the piano on the table again, and after a long time, he slowly wrapped the piano in black cloth and carried it on his back and went out.

As he went out, the lights went out again and again, and the chamber was once again plunged into endless darkness.

When he went out, the sun was shining on the ethereal peak, but as soon as his person came out of the secret room, he suddenly disappeared.

And disappeared without a trace, as if it had suddenly evaporated from the world.

Perhaps, he didn't disappear, he just didn't like the sun, he didn't like the day.

He belongs only to darkness.

He is the embodiment of darkness, and he is a demon who hides in darkness forever.