The long sky is lonely and the moon is cold, and the winter night is cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inadvertently, the view outside the window has been completely blurred.

Duanmu Jing was still staring fixedly, just like that, looking at the darkness in the distance, and the deep valley hidden under the dark sky.

Gradually, he seemed to be a little stunned.

At the end of his line of sight, across a few hills, a man in black was also standing.

Under the dark night sky, he also looked at the deep valley under his feet, and he seemed to be a little stunned.

For some reason, this time, he was alone.

What about the man who had been following him, I don't know where he had gone?

He had been standing there for as if he had been standing for a long time.

If you look closely, you will find that the position he is standing on at this moment is the same mountain where Yang Xiaoling jumped off the cliff that night.

A gust of night wind blew the man's long hair with a hint of coldness.

On the man's face, a faint trace of tiredness suddenly appeared.

Why is he standing here?

Perhaps, the answer is known only to him.

Gradually, a few wisps of mist rose from the deep valley in front of him, swirling, and slowly drifted towards the man standing on the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the man's somewhat tired face suddenly had a touch of pain.

As if a little sad, and as if a little confused, he muttered in a low voice that only he could hear.

He seemed to be calling for something, but the night wind was too strong and his voice was too quiet, so he didn't hear what he said clearly.

Then, though, he called out again.

This time, I finally heard it clearly, it was a person's name, just two short words:

"Ling'er ......".

The mist was getting thicker, the valley wind was stronger, and the night seemed to be getting much cooler.

In an instant, the man's call and his figure were all drowned out by the endless fog.

In front of the mountain, the residence of the lord of the Inquiry Pavilion.

The dim candlelight reflected Song Wuliang's solemn face.

Since he returned from Duanmu Jing, the head of the sect, he has locked himself in his room. From beginning to end, Song Wuliang has always been preoccupied, and he has been sitting for almost two hours now, and he hasn't even moved.

Murong Yan has been here several times. At this moment, she came in with another cup of hot tea, and when she saw that the master still looked like this, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It's just that although she was anxious, she couldn't ask questions, and she felt a little helpless at the moment.

However, after hesitating for a while, Murong Yan still asked very carefully, with a little concern, and said, "Master...... Master...... , are you alright"?

However, Song Wuliang still just sat silent, as if he hadn't heard her question at all.

Seeing this, Murong Yan had no choice but to change the teacup on the table, and after hesitating for a while, she decided that it was better to go out first.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go out, he suddenly heard Song Wuliang call in a low voice: "Yan'er, you wait a minute."

Murong Yan was overjoyed, hurriedly walked over and stood still, and said with a playful smile: "Master, you called me"?

Although it is not clear what the Master is worried about, since he opened his mouth to stop himself, it means that the Master has something to say to her.

At this moment, Murong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Wuliang nodded slightly, then looked at the night outside, and said in a condensed voice: "Yan'er, you go and close the door first, I have something to say to you."

Murong Yan was a little unsure, but he immediately stepped forward and quietly closed the door, then turned back to Song Wuliang, and said, "Master, if you have something to say, just say it."

It's just that Song Wuliang was not in a hurry to speak, first slowly got up and looked at her, and the worry on his face was even heavier.

"Master, you ...... What's wrong with you......", Murong Yan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Song Wuliang.

"Alas......", after being silent for a long time, Song Wuliang first sighed, and then said: "Yan'er, the current Ethereal Peak is already an eventful autumn."

"Ah......h

After being silent for a while, Song Wuliang said again: "Yan'er, do you know what Senior Brother said to me today?"

Murong Yan shook his head, and then asked in a harmonious voice, "What did you say?"

Song Wuliang looked at Murong Yan, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Senior brother specially told me today that I will let you participate more in the affairs of the sect in the future, and senior brother also said that among the young people of your generation, you are the best one."

"Ah......h

After a pause, she added, "Although I am a daughter, I can finally share some chores for you, Master." Isn't it just an affirmation of my ability, Master, that you should be happy for me."

Regarding Song Wuliang's attitude, Murong Yan really didn't understand.

"It's just ......", Song Wuliang snorted coldly in his heart, and said noncommittally: "Yan'er, you are just a girl after all, so something ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Yan had already interrupted: "What's wrong with the girl, could it be that Master, you are also patriarchal, or you don't believe in my ability?"

Murong Yan is also a person, the "ethereal fairy" in the "two immortals and one demon" in the people of the rivers and lakes, one of the three strange women in martial arts who are as famous as Luo Qingxue and Lin Yuhan, and is naturally a very smart and high-minded person.

But when he heard Song Wuliang speak like this at this time, he actually regarded her as no different from other women in the world. With her pride in her vision, she was a little unhappy in her heart at the moment, even though the other party was the master she had always respected the most, she was still a little dissatisfied, or angry.

There is that junior who doesn't want to be recognized by the elders, the closer he is to the other party, the more he cares, and Murong Yan is of course no exception.

Song Wuliang knew that Murong Yan had misunderstood what he meant, but he didn't bother to explain, or he didn't care about explaining at all at this time.

His mind is now full of the scene of encountering Duanmu Xuan when he came out of Duanmu Jing's study. Although he and Duanmu Xuan just said hello casually at that time, and then walked away, they didn't say much during this period.

But Song Wuliang knew very well what Senior Brother Zhang was going to do when he asked Duanmu Xuan to go.

He was sure that Duanmu Jing summoned Duanmu Xuan at that time, it must have been for the sake of letting Duanmu Xuan go to Luoxue Valley to propose marriage to him before.

Thinking of this, Song Wuliang felt a strong uneasiness in his heart for no reason. Although he didn't even know why he was upset at this time.

He had also heard a little about the disaster that happened in Falling Snow Valley a month ago. In the same way, he, like everyone else, really couldn't understand why Luo Wenbin did that?

Could it be that just because he didn't want his daughter to marry that Yang Xiaofeng, Luo Wenbin wanted to kill his new son-in-law in front of the martial arts heroes in front of the martial arts heroes at the wedding hall where his daughter got married?

That's too much to say!

In short, no matter what aspect you consider, Luo Wenbin's behavior is incomprehensible.

However, at this time, thinking of Duanmu Jing and Duanmu Xuan's various behaviors, Song Wuliang seemed to understand a little.

Could it be that all these things have something to do with Ethereal Peak.

If so, what role does the Ethereal Peak play in it?

Thinking of this, Song Wuliang couldn't help but shudder.

He suddenly felt that the Ethereal Peak seemed to be a big whirlpool, and what was worse was that he was in the center of the whirlpool at this time.

Regarding his own situation, Song Wuliang didn't care at all.

But, what about Murong Yan?

Song Wuliang looked at Murong Yan, and then thought of Senior Brother Murong, whom he had always respected the most, but he felt mixed feelings in his heart, which was really uncomfortable.

Seeing that Song Wuliang's face was quite ugly, blue and white for a while, Murong Yan thought that he had just spoken a little recklessly, and bumped into the master between his words, so he quickly grabbed Song Wuliang's arm, shook it back and forth, and showed a sweet smile on his face, and said coquettishly: "Master, I was not good just now, I spoke more directly, you have a lot of adults, don't be angry with me!"

Song Wuliang smiled faintly and signaled that Murong Yan didn't have to care. Immediately, he suddenly sighed again and said, "Let's go, Yan'er, there were some things I didn't want to say to you, but now it seems that I have to say it."

Murong Yan saw that his master's expression was solemn, and his words were even less relaxed than in the past, so he immediately put away his playful demeanor and said seriously: "Master, you say it, I'm listening."

For some reason, she suddenly had a premonition in her heart that what Master said next must be extraordinary. And, for sure, it has something to do with her.

Time has proven that this is indeed the case. What Song Wuliang said today not only shocked Murong Yan on the spot, but also because of the things that Song Wuliang said today, it directly affected her life and even the fate of the entire Ethereal Peak, including the man she married later.

Her husband, the man surnamed Yang.

Song Wuliang didn't continue, but just asked again: "Yan'er, do you know who the senior brother mentioned to me when I was leaving today?"

"I don't know", Murong Yan shook her head, and she could only shake her head.

Song Wuliang took a deep breath, then tilted his head and slowly closed his eyes.

A few faint rays of moonlight shone in from the outside, and through the papier-mâché lattice windows, they were broken into mottled dots of light, and sprinkled all over the ground paved with blue bricks.

In the silence of the cold night, I could only hear the cold wind outside the house.

It seemed that Murong Yan's heart also sank.

After a long time, Song Wuliang opened his eyes again, he seemed to have made a very difficult decision in his heart, and after taking a long breath, he looked at Murong Yan and said word by word: "Before leaving today, Senior Brother suddenly mentioned Senior Brother Murong to me."