The peaks and peaks are stacked, and the white clouds are long. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Murong Yixue walked on the stone steps of Canglong Ridge, feeling the clouds fluttering beside him and the breeze whistling by, he couldn't help but think of the scene of Huashan ten years ago.

At that time, he and the 'Demon Sect Leader' Shangguan Yun were fighting a decisive battle on the top of the Sword Qi Peak of Huashan.

Murong Yixue asked Li Wangshu to take Lin Yurou back to Hangzhou first, Chang'an City was already in danger at this time, and it was no longer suitable for a long stay.

Mu Changfeng didn't come with him this time, Murong Yixue didn't distrust him, but this time the matter was very important, he decided to secretly protect Yan Shuangqing and never let the second person know, and leaked the news.

So he set off before dawn and came to this dangerous place in Huashan alone.

Since ancient times, a road in Huashan, its mountain is steep, and there is a long sky plank road is even more dangerous, the end of this plank road is the place where the disciples of the Huashan faction are stationed, Murong Yixue in order to get around them guards, had to climb up from the side rock, even Murong Yixue's light skills are high, and he can't help but sweat through his clothes.

The Huashan faction was surrounded by cedars, and Murong Yixue was a little lighter on the pine branches, and jumped into the courtyard wall.

This is the courtyard of Huashan Sect Xishan, there are many disciples in the courtyard, Murong Yixue had to wait and see from the roof, and did not dare to sneak in rashly.

Murong Yixue said secretly, but the Huashan faction is not the Great Inner Palace, how can it be so heavily guarded, could it be that something happened?

After dusk, the sky had quietly darkened, and in the past three hours, Murong Yixue had to move cautiously between the roofs, but still did not find the courtyard where Yan Shuangqing was.

At night, although it is easier to move, I am afraid that the disciples who are patrolling will send more manpower, Murong Yixue secretly smiled bitterly, Could it be that I am going to sleep on the roof tonight.

Suddenly, there was a dense sound of footsteps, Murong Yixue buried her head lower, only to see several disciples of the Huashan Sect lined up, bowed and stood, and a woman in a green shirt slowly walked into the courtyard, she was not a very beautiful woman, but there was a heroic spirit between her eyebrows, but she looked like a female swordsman.

When Murong Yixue saw her, he couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly said How did I forget her, after many years, her appearance has changed a lot, but Murong Yixue still recognized it at a glance, when he competed with the Huashan Seven Musketeers in martial arts, he defeated the eldest disciple of the Seven Musketeers in one fell swoop, 'Qingfeng Swordsman' Yan Shuangqing, and this woman in green shirt was the only female disciple among the Seven Musketeers that year, the youngest junior sister Hua Qingyi.

When he was thinking hard about how to lure the guards here away, so that he could have a chance to talk to Hua Qingyi alone, Hua Qingyi actually said lightly: "There are so many of you who revolve around me every day, I look upset, only two are left, and the others go back to the room to rest." I saw that she left two female disciples, and the others should have been on duty day and night in recent days, and when they heard that the master had made such a decision, they didn't want to disobey it, so they retreated together.

As soon as those disciples left, Hua Qingyi instructed the two female disciples again: "You two should also step down." The female disciple's face was embarrassed, but the teacher's order was difficult to disobey, they knew Hua Qingyi's temper very well, and they didn't dare to say more.

Murong Yixue secretly said that it was not good, this woman must have been aware of his existence, and sure enough, Hua Qingyi said coldly: "Come out." Murong Yixue really walked out of the darkness with a bitter face, he couldn't figure out how she could find out with her light skills alone? Could it be that this woman's martial arts have greatly improved in recent years? But this is fine, although the result is not satisfactory.

Hua Qingyi stared at him for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect it to be really you." ”

Murong Yixue's face darkened, and she smiled bitterly: "Hua Nuxia, the six doors are at the foot of your Huashan Sect Mountain, why don't you go and ask for a female name to be arrested?"

Hua Qingyi said with a smile: "I know what you're thinking, you must wonder if light work has regressed over the years?"

Murong Yixue nodded.

Hua Qingyi smiled mysteriously and said, "But let me tell you, not only did you not make any footsteps, but even the sword qi on your body was nowhere to be found. ”

Murong Yixue's eyes widened: "Then how did you know that I was here?"

Hua Qingyi lowered her head, as if her face was also red, but she deliberately straightened her face and said: "This method can only be known by me, how can I tell you?" When she blushed, she looked like a girl at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but she was similar in age to Murong Yixue, and she could no longer be regarded as a girl, it was hard to imagine that the smiling woman in front of her was Hua Qingyi, a heroic woman of the Huashan faction.

Murong Yixue was in a daze, as if girls always had a special sense of the people they admired.

The heroic posture of the boy wielding the sword at the age of thirteen, the girl at the age of eleven, is it the age when the love is beginning to bloom and the easiest to be moved?

Murong Yixue didn't dare to think about it anymore, and suddenly said, "What has happened in the past few days, why have so many additional disciples been sent on patrol?"

Hua Qingyi sneered and said, "I knew that you must have something else to do here, and I would never be willing to come to see your old friend who I haven't seen for many years." ”

Murong Yixue could only admit: "I did have something to find your senior brother when I came. ”

Hua Qingyi's face became faster than turning a book, and he said with a smile: "I see that you are honest, some time ago, an assassin came to the Huashan faction. ”

Murong Yixue said in a condensed voice: "The person who came is looking for your senior brother?"

Hua Qingyi shook his head and smiled: "There are many assassins here, but it is my second senior brother who is injured. She paused, patted Murong Yixue's shoulder and said with a smile: "But don't worry, our Huashan faction is heavily guarded, and my senior brother will never be fine." ”

Murong Yixue pondered for a long time, and then asked, "What kind of dress does your second senior brother wear on weekdays? Do you like to wear a cyan robe?"

Hua Qingyi bent over with a smile, like a peach blossom tree with flowers and branches, and she smiled: "You stupid melon, which of our higher-ranking disciples of the Huashan Sect is not dressed like this?"

Murong Yixue smiled bitterly and looked at her emerald green and bright clothes, she blushed again, and said angrily, "I don't count." ”

Murong Yixue asked the last question: "How can I find your senior brother without making a sound?"

Night fell, the moon had risen, the Huashan faction was on the top of the towering mountain, Murong Yixue flew carefully in the night sky, and the moonlight seemed to be applied to his face.

Murong Yixue didn't go to Yan Shuangqing first, he decided to come and meet the injured second disciple Gu Qingfeng first.

The silence in Gu Qingfeng's courtyard was terrifying, there were only four disciples on duty, and Murong Yixue was surprised to find that although these four disciples were wearing the clothes of the Huashan faction, they were definitely not disciples of the Huashan faction.

Because of these four disciples, at least one of them he recognized, this person's face was strange, Murong Yixue had already recognized him as the Northern Hebei Shuangsha who had fought with him in the Drunken Immortal Tower before!

Murong Yixue spared his life that day, but he didn't expect him to be unrepentant.

Murong Yixue was lying on the eaves, and was about to lift the tiles to take a look at Gu Qingfeng's appearance, but suddenly heard a whisper, Murong Yixue suddenly held back her breath and quietly leaned towards the backyard.

I heard one person complain: "This month is dark and windy, why should we both do this drudgery?" ”

Another voice sounded, as if another person whispered: "Be careful, don't let Gongzi Xie hear it, you and I are going to move our heads." ”

Murong Yixue leaned over and was shocked, these two people were also dressed as disciples of the Huashan faction, but they were digging and burying people, and if they looked closely, these people should be real disciples of the Huashan faction, there were at least seven or eight corpses, all of which had their coats taken off, but it was too dark, and they were injured to death but they couldn't see clearly.

Murong Yixue sighed secretly, Hua Qingyi also thought that the Huashan faction was strictly guarded, and he didn't even know that there were ghosts in the sect.

Gu Qingfeng, the second disciple of the Huashan faction, must be the Xuanpao swordsman that Li Wangshu saw that day, that is, the person who conspired with Xie Ange to kill the successor Yan Shuangqing.

These murdered disciples of the Huashan faction were originally supposed to be Gu Qingfeng's apprentices, and this ghostly second swordsman of the Huashan faction even endured to kill his own apprentices for the sake of power.

After he quietly changed this batch of 'Huashan Sect disciples', it was naturally easy to kill Yan Shuangqing.

The injuries he suffered in the previous assassination were obviously a bitter ploy, so that when the successor head was killed, no one would suspect him.

And he ranks second among the Seven Musketeers of the Huashan Sect, if the eldest disciple Yan Shuangqing is killed, in order to take care of the overall situation, he will definitely elect a new successor head very quickly, and Gu Qingfeng, who is not weak in qualifications and martial arts, will naturally take over the position of head of the house.

This is really an unparalleled wisdom, and only Xie Ange can think of it, but he still unfortunately met Murong Yixue.

With Murong Yixue here, this kind of thing will never be allowed to happen.

A gust of wind blew, and before the sword was unsheathed, Murong Yixue only used the scabbard to hit the jade pillow point behind the heads of these two people, and the two people fainted.

This blow was very powerful, and the two of them would not wake up until at least four or five hours of darkness, but Murong Yixue didn't move, he was waiting.

The four 'Huashan Sect disciples' in front of Gu Qingfeng's courtyard, he didn't have the confidence to knock them down in an instant without making a sound, so he had to wait.

If the two people in charge of burying the bodies do not return for a long time, someone will definitely come to check on them, and at that time, it will be Murong Yixue's opportunity.

But people are not as good as heaven, Murong Yixue has waited for a long time, but no one has come, the secret way is not good, if it is to startle the snake, Gu Qingfeng is alert, but it will be troublesome.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the opposite roof, like a spear shot out, he was dressed in black, and even his skin was dark, as if he had merged with the dark night sky.

Although he does not wear a sultry lion-face mask like the 'green lion' Long Duhe, his eyes shine with a ghostly light, like a ghostly fire.

Murong Yixue had already felt an astonishing murderous aura emanating from his body, and turned around and flew out.