Ximen Yu was seriously wiping the silver-white shiny long sword at this time, and his pure Jun sword was stained with bright red blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, there was a faint thunder in the distant sky, dark clouds were thick, and heavy rain was pouring down.

Long Duhe walked from outside the corridor and asked lightly, "Have you killed anyone?"

Ximen Yu didn't answer, but just took out a pitch-black sword stained with dark red blood and put it on the table.

Long Duhe laughed and said: "This Demon Sect is also in my sect's bag, and you can sword Emperor Fu Lingyun with your hands, which can be regarded as a great achievement." ”

Ximen Yu put the Chunjun sword into the scabbard, and said hatefully: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill Murong Yixue with my own hands." ”

Long Duhe smiled gloomily and said, "His ability to track people down is unmatched, and he is the best killer in my sect. "The 'he' in Long Duhe's mouth is naturally the jade-faced Shura Liu nameless.

At this time, the smoke and rain were even hazy, like an ethereal white veil, Long Duhe indifferently looked at the splashes caused by the rain falling on the ground in front of him, and said in a long voice: "At this moment... He must have got his hands on it. ”

When Hua Baizhi woke up, he saw a pair of narrow and bright eyes looking at him, he got up suddenly, grabbed Linghu Xiaofei and asked, "Is there any news about the sword practice?"

Even if it was a person like Linghu Xiaofei, who laughed constantly on weekdays, he lowered his head gloomily at this time and did not speak.

Mu Changfeng Huo Ran got up, and was pressed by Linghu Xiaofei again, only to see him shake his head and say, "It's in vain if you go." ”

Mu Changfeng couldn't bear it at this time, and his face flushed with excitement: "Are we just waiting?"

Hua Baizhi got up and sighed lightly: "The juggler is right, we will only add trouble to the sword practitioner if we go." ”

Mu Changfeng slammed his palm on the table, and said angrily: "You are still Murong Yixue's friend, he is in danger now, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you dare not save him?"

Linghu Xiaofei pressed his shoulder and said word by word: "It's not that we don't want to save him, but we have to wait for someone." ”

Hua Baizhi said in a condensed voice: "You have already told the beard?"

Linghu Xiaofei nodded, and said slowly: "At that time, the bearded man and Mu Changfeng will be responsible for fighting the enemy, and you and I will rescue the sword practitioner." ”

Mu Changfeng also calmed down a little at this time, the beard he had been mentioning before, in the past, he was a person with the same name as the 'Sword God' Murong Yixue, and his kung fu was wide open and closed, and Murong Yixue happened to be two extremes, one static and one moving, like the scorching sun and the vast bright moon. He is known as the 'Central Plains Hero' Puyang Jade, and has also been known as 'Puyang in the Central Plains, Jiangnan Murong' over the years.

Previously, when Murong Yixue learned of the danger, he also sent a letter to Puyang Yu, but he never came, presumably because he had encountered something extremely important.

The room was quiet and silent, and a terrible cry suddenly broke the peace, making Fox Xiaofei's eyes light up and shouting, "He's here!"

Mu Changfeng opened the window, only to see a gray-white eagle hovering in the sky, it was a Haidongqing, there was a bearded man under the inn, thick eyebrows and big eyes, this man was not very handsome, but he was full of chivalry, and he was wearing a fiery red cloak behind him, red as a maple leaf, just like the big horse under his crotch. He held more than one reins in his hand, and there were four or five jujube red horses behind him, so that Fox Xiaofei lifted his breath, and then walked out of the window, only to see the man let go of the reins in his hand, and Ling Fox Xiaofei's body fell lightly on the saddle, Mu Changfeng didn't have time to be surprised, Hua Baizhi also swept out of the window, his body was beautiful, like catkins falling on the saddle, only to hear Linghu Xiaofei hurriedly said: "Mu Changfeng, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get on the horse!"

As soon as the reins tightened in the bearded man's hand, the horse sprang out like an arrow. Linghu Xiaofei and Hua Baizhi followed closely, only to hear Mu Changfeng shouting from behind: "Hey, you wait for me..."

The heavy rain was like a note, Bai Yunxi helped Murong Yixue to stop in a rockery, at this time Murong Yixue's face was pale, but her eyes were still as deep as the ocean.

Fortunately, the heavy rain washed away their footprints, so that no one caught up, Murong Yixue reluctantly smiled: "I didn't expect you to be more familiar with this place than I am..."

Bai Yunxi stretched out a Qianqian jade hand to help him comb his messy sideburns, and said with a smile: "We are hiding here, and no one will know." ”

Murong Yixue was silent, except for the Yanyu Building, most of the islands in the middle of the lake are garden landscapes, if they are placed in normal times, it is inevitable that there will be blood stains and footprints, but this heavenly heavy rain saved Murong Yixue's life.

Murong Yixue settled down and carefully thought about how to escape from this island in the middle of the lake.

Previously, when the Yanyu Tower fought a decisive battle with Huangfu Lingyun, there were a total of twelve assassins in addition to Long Duhe Crane.

At that time, Murong Yixue and Huangfu Lingyun combined their swords, and at least seven of the twelve people fell, even if the remaining five people practiced, they were by no means Huangfu Lingyun's opponents.

Thinking of this, Murong Yixue was secretly happy, he had already thought that Emperor Fu Lingyun would never be fine.

But he was still wrong, terriblely wrong, he forgot Ximen Yu's sword.

Murong Yixue's true strength had recovered a little at this time, and he had just stopped bleeding in the rockery forest, and his injuries had also improved.

But his current body was like an invisible long whip that whipped hard, and he looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

None of the remaining five killers survived, but Emperor Fu Lingyun also fell among them. But his body was full of flesh and blood, and there were more than 40 sword wounds on his body! His skin had changed color, and it was obvious that the blood had dried up.

Murong Yixue was standing in this heavy rain, there were no tears, his heart seemed to be bleeding.

He stepped forward indifferently and picked up the body of Emperor Fu Lingyun, but heard a cold voice sound: "Murong Yixue, I know you will definitely come." ”

In the heavy rain, there was an indescribable weirdness of this voice, Murong Yixue did not look back, he had already recognized who the owner of this voice was.

Long Duhe said that the ability of the jade-faced Shura Liu to track and find people without a name is unmatched, and he has already calculated the path that Murong Yixue must take, and he has been waiting here for a long time.

It's like an alert hunter, patiently waiting for a lamb to be slaughtered.

Murong Yixue stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Liu Wuming, don't forget that you owe me a life. ”

Liu Wuming's originally gloomy face changed suddenly, and the long knife in his hand was slightly unsheathed, which was a lifelong shame for martial arts practitioners.

I saw Murong Yixue say word by word: "You let her go, I will stay." ”

Liu Wuming showed Bai Sensen's teeth and smiled: "Okay." He thought that Murong Yixue would use this to blackmail him into letting him live, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple request.

Bai Yunxi's tears couldn't help falling, and she choked up: "I'm not leaving... I said I was going to be with you..."

Murong Yixue looked at her with a smile and said softly, "You know... I don't want to bother you. ”

Liu Wuming gritted his teeth, he hated all the feelings in this world, and he couldn't see these two people in front of you.

Murong Yixue suddenly said again: "I have one more request. ”

Liu Wuming was stunned, he didn't expect Murong Yixue to make so many unreasonable demands, but he still said coldly: "You say." ”

Murong Yixue lowered her head to look at the body of Emperor Fu Lingyun and muttered, "You have to admit that he is a hero, I hope you go and buy the best coffin, pick the best place, and bury him well." ”

He smiled faintly again: "A top killer like you, you shouldn't have lost a lot of money, I think you won't be stingy with this silver tael." ”

Liu Wuming's expression at this time was like a frosted eggplant, he suddenly had a gloomy face, and said hatefully: "I also want to tell you something." ”

Murong Yixue said, "You say." ”

Liu Wuming said coldly: "I regret it now, you and your woman will die here!"

Four fine Dawan horses galloped through the green forest leading to the Yanyu Tower.

The bearded man clutched the reins in his hands, and his horse whipped up, his bright red cloak waving in the wind.

Linghu Xiaofei couldn't help but ask, "Bearded, where have you been all these days?"

Puyang Yu's resolute eyes stared ahead, the horsewhip in his hand twitched, he rushed to Yanyu Tower at the moment, only he knew that Murong Yixue was in a dangerous situation at this time.

Pu Yangyu said in a deep voice: "I have found out the most mysterious organization in recent years!"

Hua Baizhi said in a condensed voice: "Isn't it related to the sword practice's appointment with Yanyu Building?"

Puyang Yu said: "Yes, the sword practitioner this time is very dangerous, and he is the person that Cangyue Sect wants to get rid of the most." ”

Everyone had never heard of this organization, and they didn't know who was in this Cangyue Sect, so they were all confused at this time.

Mu Changfeng asked, "Brother Puyang, what have you found out?"

Pu Yangyu's next words were not long, but they were enough to shock everyone, and they only heard him say in a deep voice: "I have found out that the organizational token of the Cangyue Sect is the mandala flower that appeared recently!

Mu Changfeng's face was already blue, he thought of the man in gold and silver hair, but he didn't expect that he was also a member of this organization.

Even such a man who is almost a god is willing to obey his command, who is this mysterious Cangyue Sect Master?

Pu Yangyu sighed lightly: "This sword practice killed Yu Wenhuang in the past, which is also the reason why the Cangyue Sect Master took the trouble to get rid of him. ”

A master like the 'Sword Emperor' Yu Wenhuang, no matter who he is under his command, is undoubtedly the most worthy subordinate, how can the Cangyue Sect Master not be heartbroken if he loses such a right-hand man?

Liu Wuming carried his long knife on his shoulder, the pitch-black long knife, the pitch-black figure, there was an indescribable loneliness at this moment.

Long Duhe saw him outside the long pavilion and said lightly: "I just said that he won't let me down." ”

Ximen Yu smiled coldly and said, "Look at his dejected appearance, isn't it because Murong Yixue has escaped." ”

Long Duhe glanced at him indifferently, he knew that in the Cangyue Sect, Liu Wuming and Ximen Yu had always looked down on each other, but because of the majesty of the sect master, they had never dared to fight among themselves.

It wasn't until Liu Wuming gradually walked into the long pavilion that Long Duhe slowly asked, "Did you kill anyone?"

Liu Nameless's dead gray eyes flickered, and he replied lightly: "The person is dead." ”

Long Duhe's voice at this time actually carried a sense of joy: "What about the Long Yuan Sword?"

Liu Wuming said slowly: "The sword is not there. Long Duhe frowned, and before he could ask, he heard Ximen Yu sneer: "Could you have let Murong Yixue escape?" No wonder, Murong Yixue spared your life before, but I didn't expect the ruthless jade-faced Shura to also move the bodhisattva's heart. ”

The cold light flashed in Liu Wuming's eyes, and he said coldly: "I never go to the lake to catch the sword of the dead, if you say another word, my knife will cut off your tongue!"

Ximen Yu was still a little jealous of the almost weird sword technique of the jade-faced Shura, but at the moment, his face was just pale with anger, and he was stunned and speechless.

Long Duhe looked at it from the side, and said in a deep voice: "Don't make any noise! He stared at Liu Wuming for a long time before he said slowly, "I believe what you said is true." ”

Liu Wuming snorted coldly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the torrential rain.

The torrential rain fell like the Milky Way for nine days, and the thunder was bursting.

Puyang Yu's body shuttled through the rainstorm like an agile cheetah, and her bright red cloak had been soaked by the rain.

He almost went crazy looking for Murong Yixue's figure on this small island in the middle of the lake, but there was no one in this rainy tower.

It wasn't until he saw a scarlet blood stain in front of him that his figure stopped, and the blood had condensed, even seeping into the dirt, and even the heavy rain could not wash it away.

Could it be that Murong Yixue has been poisoned?

He leaned down, reached out and grabbed the handful of bright red dirt, and roared in the sky!

Linghu Xiaofei, Hua Baizhi, and Mu Changfeng, who arrived later, looked at the bright red soil, and seemed to have lost their minds.

Could it be that this heaven and earth, the unique Murong Yixue, was really killed? If not, then why can't he be found?

Pu Yangyu's heart sank, and he said in a deep voice: "We're still a step too late!"

No one responded to his words, and no one wanted to believe that Murong Yixue was really dead.

Hua Baizhi suddenly trembled and said, "No, he's not dead yet!" Ling Hu Xiaofei looked at him in surprise, as if he was looking at a mad madman.

The sound of the rain has gradually thinned out, and the storm will finally stop. Is this rain like a person's life, and one day will pass away?