This night, whether it is for the people of Ethereal Peak or Qingshan Town, is just an ordinary night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info However, for others, it was definitely a restless night.

Ethereal peaks.

Teaching the study.

Duanmu Jing asked Duanmu Xuan beside him with a light smile, and said, "Xuan'er, everything has been arranged"?

Duanmu Xuan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then you go back, go back and accompany Luo Qingyu and them."

"Good".

Duanmu Xuan walked a few steps, and suddenly said worriedly: "Uncle, can we really kill Yang Xiaofeng?"

Duanmu Jing's face sank and said, "What, you're still not at ease." Don't forget, we are a whole sect, but Yang Xiaofeng is the only one by himself, he is no longer capable, can he still be a hundred can, even if he really has this ability, but I am afraid that there are three or four thousand first-class experts on the Ethereal Peak, can he kill so many people"?

Duanmu Xuan said anxiously: "I know this, I'm just worried that Yang Xiaofeng won't come."

"He will definitely come".

"Why"?

"Even if it's not for Lin Yuhan, but for Luo Qingxue, he will definitely come."

Duanmu Xuan's face suddenly flashed with a trace of cruel killing intent, and he smiled coldly, and said, "As long as Yang Xiaofeng comes, I will definitely break him into pieces."

No one noticed, and just as Duanmu Xuan sneered, a strange figure flashed outside the house.

VIP Reception.

When Xie Shan walked in, Luo Qingyu was still sitting at the table and sipping tea. It's been a day, and he's only done this one thing for a whole day - drinking tea.

The tea leaves in the pot have already been brewed to the last trace of taste, and the tea at this moment is actually boiled water at all.

However, although the tea leaves had long since lost their taste, Luo Qingyu was still brewing them over and over again, as if all his attention had been focused on the pot of tea in front of him.

Perhaps, except for Luo Qingyu himself, I am afraid that no one will be able to think of it, in fact, he is waiting for someone.

Now, the person he was waiting for had arrived—Xie Shan.

"Uncle Xie, you're here"?

"Hmm".

Only then did Luo Qingyu pour out the old tea leaves in the pot, grabbed a handful of new tea from the tea filler and added it, flushed it with water, waited for a while, poured a cup for himself and Xie Shan, and said, "Sit down and have a cup of tea first."

Xie Shan really sat down.

Luo Qingyu took a shallow sip of tea and asked, "Are you all ready?"

Xie Shan was silent for a while, and said: "A total of 1,986 people in Heixue have all been assembled, most of them have already gone up the mountain, and the remaining half are still on standby in Qingshan Town, waiting for the day after tomorrow to go up the mountain together."

Luo Qingyu looked calm, took another sip of the tea in his hand, and said lightly: "Very good."

Other than that, he didn't say a word more.

Xie Shan wanted to ask something more, but Luo Qingyu's attitude made him really not much interested in asking again, so he said, "Then young master, you rest earlier, I'll go back."

Luo Qingyu still didn't speak.

When Xie Shan was about to walk to the door, Luo Qingyu finally spoke: "Uncle Xie, do you know what my father said to me that night?"

"Which night"?

"It was the night when Xiaoxue agreed to Duanmu Xuan's proposal that I went to see my father."

Xie Shan didn't ask again.

Luo Qingyu had already said to himself: "That day, my father told me that it was ...... on the eve of Xiaoxue and Xiaofeng getting married."

Time gradually stopped, as if this moment had returned to the night when Luo Wenbin told Luo Qingyu what happened:

"Just the night before Xue'er got married, Duanmu Jing, the head of the Ethereal Peak, came to my residence and threatened me to kill Xiaofeng at the wedding the next day, otherwise he would destroy my ...... in the Falling Snow Valley."

Listening to Luo Qingyu's relay, Xie Shan stomped his feet angrily and said hatefully: "The old man is the valley master of the dignified Falling Snow Valley, Duanmu Jing's big words scared him." Because of this, he poisoned his uncle at the wedding the next day"?

Luo Qingyu said lightly: "I haven't finished yet. At that time, I asked my father the same thing, but he said ......."

"What did the master say"?

Back to that night:

"At the beginning, I was very angry, but Duanmu Jing then told me that he was responsible for the tragedy of Qingshui Villa back then"?

"What", Xie Shan was really taken aback.

Just like that night, Luo Qingyu was also taken aback and exclaimed: "What, this is true"?

Luo Wenbin didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "Think about it, the Qingshui Villa back then was the first family of martial arts, how many forces on the rivers and lakes could wipe out the Qingshui Villa overnight?"

Luo Qingyu was silent, angry and silent, and after a long time, he asked, "So, are you afraid"?

"Indeed, I am indeed afraid of ......", Luo Wenbin did not shy away from it, and said: "You also saw the scene after the tragedy of Qingshui Villa, what a miserable and terrifying scene it was, do you want me to see Luoxue Valley also become like that, into the kind of hell on earth where dead people are everywhere"?

"So, you can kill Xiaofeng. So, you can ruin Xiaoxue's happiness in her life because of your own cowardice and selfishness"?

Luo Wenbin held his head in his hands and cried out in pain: "I have no choice."

"There is no choice......", Luo Qingyu said in a deep voice: "You have no choice, so you have to kill your son-in-law, you have no choice, so you have to poison Xiaoxue's husband, you have no choice, so you let Xiaoxi die tragically under your sword"?

"I can only exchange Xiaofeng's life for the safety of the entire Falling Snow Valley."

"Use Xiaofeng's life to exchange the safety of the entire Falling Snow Valley, haha......."

Luo Qingyu sneered: "Let me ask you, why did you decide Xiaofeng's life and death, why did you exchange his life for the safety of the entire Falling Snow Valley, the lives of the people in the Falling Snow Valley are lives, and Xiaofeng's lives are not lives?"

"Then what do you want me to do, ah ......", Luo Wenbin asked in an astringent voice: "As the valley master, do you want me to watch the entire Falling Snow Valley flow into a river of blood, do you want me to watch my family all die tragically in front of my eyes." So, I don't have a choice......"

"Maybe, ......", Luo Qingyu said coldly: "Maybe you really don't have a choice, but now." Now you've done what Duanmu Jing asked you to do, but did he let us go of Falling Snow Valley?"

Luo Wenbin laughed miserably: "Perhaps, I was wrong from the beginning......."

Luo Qingyu sneered and said, "You said you were wrong"?

"Yes, I was wrong......", Luo Wenbin laughed miserably: "I was wrong to believe in the devil."

Luo Qingyu's fists suddenly clenched, but the person in front of him was his father. Even if he made a big mistake, what could he do?

He can only let go, and he can only let go.

His clenched fist had to be released.

He stared at his father in front of him for a long time, and then said, "No matter what, you have no right to decide the life and death of others. In order to protect Luoxue Valley, you killed Xiaofeng, and this blood debt must be repaid."

"As long as it is a debt, it must be repaid, not to mention the blood debt ......", Luo Wenbin seemed to smile bitterly, and seemed helpless, and asked: "But, how to pay it back"?

Luo Qingyu did not answer.

He turned around and walked away slowly. After a long time, he said lightly: "The father and the son repay the debt, and I will pay the blood debt you owe."