At the foot of Nanping Mountain, in front of Jingci Temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Murong Yixue swept past the Su Causeway, he heard a melodious and ethereal bell in the distance, which seemed to cleanse the soul and make people feel relieved.

The bell of Nanping Mountain at night is also known as one of the beautiful scenery of West Lake, but at this time, Murong Yixue has no leisure and elegance to enjoy this scenery.

The silence in the Jingci Temple was terrible, the temple was empty, the monks didn't know where they had gone, when Murong Yixue stepped into the main courtyard, he saw the bright red blood stains in the ancestral hall, the blood was shocking, and it had not yet coagulated.

But there was no figure in the ancestral hall, even if he was as calm as Murong Yixue, he was also flustered in his heart at this time, Liu Wuming said that Bai Yunxi was imprisoned here, then it must not be wrong, the blood stains on the ground were hers... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but desperately searched for clues in the ancestral hall.

But his eyes suddenly lit up, and he had already noticed that there were many messy marks in this ancestral hall, and these marks were knife marks!

Ximen Yu's usual use is obviously swordsmanship, but who left this knife mark? Who would have such a sharp knife?

Murong Yixue seemed to have thought of something, and her body rose in the air again, rushing towards the back mountain.

The mountain bamboo forest behind is dense and quiet, and there is a big bell hanging on the stone platform.

He frowned, the door of the courtyard was closed, he cautiously poked open the door, and heard a trembling voice ask, "Donor... But what's the matter?" the room was dark, and there was no light. But it is not difficult to see that the person who spoke was a young monk.

Murong Yixue didn't seem surprised, and said with a smile: "Can the master ring the bell?"

The monk was obviously calmer, folded his hands, and said leisurely: "If you knock, you don't knock, if you don't knock, you knock, why should the donor be persistent?"

Murong Yixue was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Master Gaojian, I'm disturbed." The monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Yixue suddenly turned around, which really startled him, and he couldn't help but stammer: "Donor... But what else?"

Murong Yixue didn't answer his words, just smiled faintly and said, "Brother Liu, do you want to continue to play this play?"

After a long time, I heard someone in the house say coldly: "If I knew this, I should have killed them all." ”

The door was open and the lights were on. The monks in the monastery were all in this room, and they didn't dare to breathe, and at the back of the threshold sat a man in a pitch-black robe, his blade shining, facing the back of the monk who had just spoken.

The monk's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "It was this donor who saw the flaws himself, no wonder the poor monk..."Murong Yixue smiled: "Master don't panic, Brother Liu did this because of his intentions, not really malicious intentions." ”

Liu Wuming's blade turned and retracted the scabbard, and the monk was finally relieved, almost kneeling on the ground between his legs, and thanked Murong Yixue repeatedly.

The monks in the temple had already walked out of the house one after another, and Liu Wuming was silent for a long time, and asked lightly, "How did you know that I was here?"

Murong Yixue sighed lightly and said, "Ximen Yu, this person is spicy and vicious, and he will never leave a living mouth, I haven't seen the slightest figure in this temple since I entered this temple, how can I not be suspicious?"

Liu Wuming said lightly: "So you thought that the monks in this temple had been doing evening classes in the back mountain from the beginning, otherwise with Ximen Yu's temperament, they would definitely be slaughtered." ”

Murong Yixue nodded and said slowly: "If he killed people to kill his mouth, he would never go to great lengths to hide his body." ”

Liu Wuming seemed to be thinking about something, and said slowly: "Then you entered the ancestral hall and found my knife marks. ”

Murong Yixue sighed: "Yes, I thought that the bloodstain was left by Yunxi at first, but I didn't expect that you were injured in order to save her..."

Liu Wuming interrupted him, and suddenly said, "If you think that the bloodstain was left by me, you are wrong. ”

Murong Yixue's eyes widened, and she lost her voice: "It's not you... Is Ximen Yu injured?"

Liu Wuming snorted coldly and said, "You must think that I can't defeat Ximen Yu, right?"

Murong Yixue was silent, Ximen Yu and Liu Wuming were undoubtedly the top masters in the martial arts, if they were in their heyday, their strength should be equal, but Liu Wuming had already been injured before the fight, and he really couldn't figure out what method Liu Wuming used to defeat Ximen Yu.

The corners of Liu Wuming's mouth raised, and he said, "Of course you can't figure out how I hurt him, I just used some desperate moves." ”

Murong Yixue suddenly realized that Liu Wuming was being chased and killed by the Cangyue Sect, and he had already put life and death aside, but Ximen Yu was different, he was too afraid of death.

Liu Wuming has been using desperate moves, Ximen Yu can only choose to avoid his edge, he doesn't dare to fight with him for his life, and he can't help but have reservations in his moves, so he loses, no wonder he will lose.

Duels in martial arts are not necessarily stronger than anyone's martial arts, and Liu Wuming proves this very well.

Liu Wuming actually sighed and said gloomily: "I thought that even if he couldn't hurt Ximen Yu, even if it only consumed his strength, he would definitely escape, and then your woman would be saved." ”

Murong Yixue muttered: "Yes, he was originally waiting for me to come to die, but if I didn't have enough internal strength when I came, he would have died." Victory or defeat, he had no choice but to flee. Since he was injured, he would never want to go with Yunxi again. ”

How far can the injured person go if he takes the same person with him?

Liu Wuming's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "I have already succeeded, but who knew that someone in the dark had put a poisonous needle, this is all a good thing that you Jiangnan children have done." ”

Murong Yixue's face changed, and she said hatefully: "It turned out to be Xie Ange again, I should have thought that it was he who led Lu Ximen Yu to find my Meiwu and kidnapped Yun Xi." ”

After Xie Ange's secret weapon was successful, he and Ximen Yu left Jingci Temple with Bai Yunxi and Su Wan'er.

With him here, Ximen Yu doesn't have to worry about Murong Yixue tracking him, even if the two of them are defeated, they can escape and escape.

Liu Wuming suddenly asked lightly: "When you see the bloodstains, you think that I was injured and should be chased out of the temple, how can you think that I am still in the temple?"

Murong Yixue looked at him and suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Because of the bell." ”

Liu Wuming hesitated: "Bell?"

Murong Yixue nodded and said, "This Jingci Temple is already famous for its bells, if there is no bell out of thin air, the people who chased and killed you in the Cangyue Sect will definitely come to find out, so this bell was forced by you to ring the monk." ”

Liu Wuming was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Murong Yixue, isn't there anything in this world that can be hidden from you?" He suddenly stopped laughing, because he found that Murong Yixue's face was not good-looking at this time.

Liu Wuming lowered his head for the first time, and said in a choked voice: "Blame me for this, if I hadn't done it rashly, you would definitely save her in this Jingci Temple, right?"

Murong Yixue said movingly: "Brother Liu, you have done so much for me, I don't know how to thank you anymore, why did you say this?"

Liu Wuming shook his head and smiled sadly: "I, Liu Wuming, have never made friends in my life, only kill people, but you are my only friend." ”

Murong Yixue only felt that her heart was surging, and her eyes seemed to be hot mist.

He grabbed Liu Wuming's arm and said, "That is the case, Brother Liu, you must do me a favor." ”

He stared at Liu Wuming and said word by word, "You must tell me, who is the sect master of the Cangyue Sect?"

Liu Wuming's face changed suddenly, and he said in a loud voice: "No, you must not beat his idea!"

Murong Yixue said loudly: "Of course I know that his martial arts must be extremely profound, but I also know that if you can't get rid of him, you, me, and even the entire martial arts will never live in peace!"

Liu Wuming's expression seemed to be alive, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and he smiled terrifiedly: "I know you will never be afraid of him, you have been known as the god of swords for a long time..."

Murong Yixue's eyes flickered, and the ups and downs in his heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time, there was a person in this world with such superb martial arts?

Liu Wuming said lightly: "Even if your martial arts can beat him... I can't tell you who he is. ”

Murong Yixue's eyes widened and said, "Why?"

Liu Wuming's expression was gloomy, and he sighed: "I am an orphan, he raised me and passed on my martial arts, although you are my friend, but I will never betray my benefactor..."

Murong Yixue was silent for a long time, and a distant bell rang not far away.

He sighed and said, "Then you should always tell me, what happened to Shangguan Mingyue by them?"

Liu Wuming frowned, and said something that surprised Murong Yixue: "Who is that?"

Murong Yixue was stunned and said, "You coerced her to write a letter, so I went to Yanyu Tower to make an appointment, didn't you?

Liu Wuming looked at him and said lightly: "If he is really determined to kill you, you will undoubtedly be a dead man by now." ”

What Liu Wuming said about him was naturally the sect master of the Cangyue Sect.

The implication of his words was that if the sect master of the Cangyue Sect killed you, he didn't need to think of any method at all.

Murong Yixue's heart was uncertain, the main purpose of his departure from Meiwu this time was to rescue Shangguan Mingyue from Cangyue Sect.

He took a long breath and asked the last question: "Who is the 'green lion' Long Duhe?"

Liu Wuming shook his head and said, "I don't know. He really didn't know that Long Duhe's identity was very secret, otherwise there would be no need to wear that heavy mask all year round.

Liu Wuming continued: "I only know that his status in the Cangyue Sect is not low, and he has gradually replaced Yu Wenhuang in the past, and is about to become one of the four Cangyue envoys. He was afraid that Murong Yixue would be confused when he heard it, and explained that the status of the Cangyue Envoy in the sect was second only to the Cangyue Sect Master, which was enough to dispatch any master of the Cangyue Sect.

Murong Yixue slowly walked out of the Jingci Temple, Liu Wuming said so much, but he still didn't know anything about the Cangyue Sect.

But he was sure of at least one thing, Shangguan Mingyue was not in the hands of Cangyue Sect.

That mysterious Cangyue Sect Master, is it really that powerful?

There is no one in the world who can defeat him in three moves, and he has never tasted defeat.

The more Liu Wuming said that he was amazing, the more Murong Yixue wanted to see him.