The cool breeze is pleasant, and the bright moon shines on a single line.

Guo Suhan, who left the Shattered Star Lake, muttered to himself in contemplation as he walked.

"Well, Weishandu, the wind around is not stopping. Proud of the moon, the chaos of the martial arts. There is a lot of problem with the sentence of this poem, Qiankun and Wulin should not refer to the same meaning,"

After a pause, Guo Suhan continued: "Don't think about the meaning of the poem for the time being, two things have been completed by the master, and the next thing is to go to Jinling to complete the last thing that the master explained." After finishing speaking, his pace quickened, and Guo Suhan suddenly turned into a white shadow.

Time goes by inch and year by day.

It's another evening, and the sunset is still so intoxicating.

On the mountain peak, a lonely shadow.

Looking at the remnant clouds in the sky, his mind turned around, but he didn't say a word.

Mo Dao Hongchen is worried, and the rivers and lakes are smiling and hateful.

The past goes with the wind, and a pot of sake relieves a thousand worries.

Pity..... No alcohol......

The world is like a day, seemingly the same but not the same.

My mind flowed and came to the deepest part of my heart.... The deepest... Memory.

At that time, I was still just a little Han Wazai.

At that time, Ah Shi was the same as he is now, he liked to stand in the sunset and look at the sky.

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"Teacher, Master, I'm finally done, I've finally completed the task you assigned. A chubby white boy with his hair said, panting as he ran.

Although tired, the child's face is full of smiles, his eyes are bent into an arc of crescent moon, and his red face is full of innocence and loveliness unique to childhood.

He was very happy because he had just finished what his master had told him.

Looking at the teacher standing quietly in the sunset, the child's mind surged, and an idea came to his mind, he wanted to open his mouth and call him: "Daddy~"

But the boy held back, because the master had told him that he had been picked up.

Every child has a longing for a loved one, a kind look, a loving word, and a willful coquettishness.

"Master, you're in a daze again!" the child asked immaturely. Awakened the master who was contemplating.

The old man's silver hair is like a waterfall, a pair of snow-white sword eyebrows, and a pair of sharp eyes that flicker with divine light, which adds a lot of majesty to the old man's face, but it is a little less peaceful.

"Ming'er, being a teacher is not in a daze, but appreciating. The old man's voice was slightly magnetic, and although the tone was slightly serious, he savored it, but it also hid a bit of kindness.

"Admire what?" the child asked, sighing.

"Dusk. The old man said simply.

"Dusk? Is he so good-looking? The child asked.

"Ming'er, for a killer, night is heaven, and dusk is the closest time to heaven. The old man said indifferently. There was also an inexplicable light in his eyes.

"Master, you said that the night is heaven, so why don't we just wait until it gets dark before coming out?

"Ha~" The old man smiled lightly and said: "The mood of approaching heaven is often more desirable than when you arrive at heaven, just like a person, the most exciting moment is when the goal is about to be achieved, not after the goal is achieved, because in that way, your heart will often be more slim, so that you have to find a goal to move forward again!"

The child shook his round little head like a rattle, and he said innocently: "It's too complicated, isn't it that people grow up and have to think so much?

The old man stroked the child's head, and his tone became much gentler: "Ming'er, tell the teacher, what is happiness?"

The child didn't even think about it and said loudly: "Happiness is, stay by Ah Shi's side!"

The old man's eyes flickered, and he put down the hand that touched the child, and he continued to look at the sky and said: "The child's words are the most reasonable and innocent words. ”

After a slight pause, the old man said: "But people have to grow up after all, and after all, they have to be painted with all kinds of colors by reality, and they can't return to innocence after all." That's life. ”

The boy looked at the master and stopped talking, for he did not know what to say at the moment, so he could only be quiet.

At this moment, a sharp light flashed in the sky, pulling Mo Tongming back from his memories.

He was still calm, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Master!" whispered.

Maybe it's been too long since he's met an opponent who makes him excited, though he doesn't know if the person under the sharp light is his enemy.

But the excitement in his tone could not be concealed.

The warm wind carries the fighting spirit and strikes the lone person.

Sima Bei, who was walking quickly on the ancient road, suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the wind was not right. I couldn't help but frown.

Then I listened to a soft drink: "Who is Xiaoxiao, dare to show off in front of other feelings, quickly show up and lead death!"

"Don't be a lover, today, your road only leads to Huangquan!" A familiar voice, a familiar figure, the blood dragon stepped into the way, a proud momentum, swallowing all directions.

"Ha, I said who is so idle, it turns out to be you, the one in red. Sima Bei chuckled softly. It seems that the future is not in the eyes.

"Hey, I'm in a purple robe, not a red robe, are you color blind?" said the Blood Dragon.

Sima Beijian raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously: "It's okay, anyway, wait a minute, it will also be stained red by your blood." As long as it is an enemy identified by other feelings, it is all a red-clothed person!"

"What a big breath, new hatred and old hatred...."Before the blood dragon finished speaking, Sima Bei had already moved.

But look at Sima Don't take off, turn into a fluent figure, and rush straight to the blood dragon with a murderous aura. While rushing, he said: "Fight is war, what so much nonsense!"

The blood dragon lost his way and didn't think that this person didn't play cards according to the routine, and hurriedly responded, and for a while, the three-point advantage had appeared.

Knowing that there was no way to go on like this, the blood dragon let out a long shout, jumped into the air, flipped his palms constantly, and a blood-red roulette appeared behind him, and the demonic red light carried the power of the world, reflecting the sky for several miles red.

"Don't love the son, let this trick end your life's journey!Drink~~~ Blood Dragon.Kunlun Po"

With a soft snort, Sima Bei threw the folding fan lightly, and whispered with his fingers: "Don't be emotional-love flowers bury the sky"

But I saw countless petals flying around Sima Be's body, layer by layer, endlessly. The surrounding earth suddenly descended like a sea of flowers.

"Disease"

"Broken"

Two sharp words came out at the same time, and two extreme moves met at the same time.

On one side is the blood wheel swallowing the ground, and on the other side is the love flower burial sky. Although they are different moves, they contain the same world-destroying power.

The two moves rushed to fight, and the sky was dark, and the earth was shocked everywhere.

In the battle, both of them couldn't withstand the power of each other's moves, and they were shocked to regress and vomit.

In another place, two shadows strolled in Jinling City, seemingly enviing the scene, but they were in a hurry.

"It's all your fault, it's not you, how could I lose my master? It's been three days, what if the master is in danger?" Zi Chen didn't have a good breath.

“.... o()〈))o" Mu Xiaotu drooped her head, looking weak.

Zi Chen looked at Mu Xiaodi like this, and couldn't raise his anger, "Forget it, forget it, it's useless to blame you now." ”

"Maybe I know where the big killer is. Mu Xiaodi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zi Chen came to his senses, and immediately opened his mouth to ask, "Where is it?"

"Xiao Shi and I watched him kill people in Xue Mansion before, and afterwards, I vaguely heard him say that the Changshou Tea House would be disbanded in seven days, otherwise the Xue Mansion would not be left behind. Mu Xiaodi said.

"Seven days... How many days is it today?" Zi Chen asked.

Mu Xiaodi scratched her head and said, "It seems to be the sixth day." ”

"Isn't that tomorrow? Xue Fu, oops, it's not good, we have to hurry up. After speaking, he pulled up Mu Xiaodi and ran towards the direction of Xue Mansion.

In the living room of Xuefu, all eight seats are full, among which there are many famous people in the rivers and lakes, and there are also notorious people in the martial arts.

At first glance, people can't help but marvel at the wide range of connections of the Xue family, both black and white.

At this moment, an old man with a disheveled hair and ragged clothes, who was sitting on the left near the door, spoke.

He had my iron rod in his hand, and at the top of the rod was an iron ball full of spikes.

"Huangquan Elegy - Mo Tongming, five years ago, he killed my disciples, Bu Xiaoyi, and today he is talking about destroying the longevity tea house. For the sake of apprentices, for the sake of friends, I will definitely beat him to hell!" the old man had hoarse vocal cords, but his momentum was not inferior.

As soon as the old man's words fell, he heard a blue-robed Taoist in the upper right seat snort lightly, and said: "Blood Qilin-Bu Xiaoyi, burning, killing and plundering, notorious, don't say that Mo Tongming, even if I meet the old Tao, I can't keep him." ”

Lao Su was obviously angered by this, and said in a deep voice: "Niu Nose, you think too highly of your ability, if it weren't for the Xue Mansion area, you would have become a dead corpse under Lao Suo's stick!"

Lao Dao was not afraid at all, and said disapprovingly: "By you?"

"You...."Lao Suo was just about to have a seizure, and a middle-aged man in brocade clothes immediately opened his mouth to persuade him: "Don't be angry, you two don't want to be angry, today I came here at the invitation of Xue Gongzi, to help the Xue family avoid being annihilated, if the enemy does not arrive, we ourselves will be in chaos first, wouldn't it ruin Xue Gongzi's arrangement?"

"Hmph~ Niu Nose, at the moment, I don't want you to pursue it in the face of the invincible iron hand, and when this matter is over, the soul stick will definitely hang your head!"

"The old man waited. The old Taoist said three points, with a look of disdain.

At this moment, a handsome figure stepped in front of the door, followed by a beautiful shadow, officially the two brothers and sisters of the Xue family.

The two of them walked into the hall and clasped their fists to salute the guests.

Immediately, the son of the Xue family, Xue Bufan spoke: "Bufan is grateful to all the seniors for coming to mourn for his father and helping the Xue family to fight against the scourge of annihilation. Tomorrow is the seventh day of the father's life, and it is also the time when the man comes to ask for his life. It's still the same sentence, although all the predecessors are extremely famous masters of martial arts. But that Mo Tongming's reputation is no stranger to everyone, and he doesn't want to harm his predecessors in vain because of this, if he doesn't want to face this person, it doesn't hurt to say it right now, and the Xue family still treats each other with courtesy!"

Xue Bufan's words were mysterious, first pointing out that everyone was a martial arts celebrity, and then using Mo Tongming to intensify everyone, making it difficult for everyone to ride a tiger, or stay desperate, or leave and lose their reputation.

Everyone here is an extraordinary person, how can they not know the meaning of Xue Bufan's words.

I only heard the old Taoist in Tsing Yi on the upper right seat speak: "You baby don't need to hide words in your words, since I'm here, we won't leave without you saying it, otherwise wouldn't it be better not to come directly?"

The old Taoist words suddenly made Xue Bufan's old face red, and he immediately coughed dryly and said: "What the Taoist chief has taught is that Bufan said the wrong thing." ”

I don't know if it was the dispute just now or why, Lao Suo seems to be picking on the fault of the Taoist in Tsing Yi: "You are a martial arts senior, and you are competing with a junior in the rivers and lakes, which is really embarrassing for Wudang!"

The Taoist chief looked calm, did not take this to heart, closed his eyes and said loudly: "Old Dao has something to say, it is better than some people hiding bad water in their hearts!"

"You—" The old man's face flushed, and he stood up with a swipe.

Seeing this, Xue Bufan immediately made a round and said: "It's all the juniors' mistakes, don't hurt the harmony, after all, what we have to face next is not an easy person to deal with." ”

The old man snorted angrily and sat back in his seat.

Xue Bufan was right, Mo Tongming's horror of them, the old men who walked the martial arts, had long been the same.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi knows this in his heart, and the Hair Monster also knows it in his heart.

Xue Bufan looked around at everyone and said, "But you don't have to worry too much, the younger generation has already sent a message to the second brother who is practicing in Kunlun a few days ago, I believe that the second brother will never be indifferent when he learns that his father has been killed!"

"That's right, I don't think I will misplace the murderer!" a voice came, but a sharp light crossed the sky, and three young swordsmen with extraordinary elegance appeared in front of the hall door.

Xue Bufan looked at the person who came, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy, and he hurriedly walked out, saying as he walked: "Chalcedony, my good brother, you are back!"

"Big brother, long time no see!" said a golden-shirted swordsman with sharp eyes and sharp eyebrows in the middle of the three. When he spoke, he also greeted each other quickly.

The two hugged each other in the hall, and the guests who had never sat around in the heart of the place, at this time, there was only love, brotherhood, and blood.

"Second brother. A coquettish cry woke the two of them from their immersion.

The brothers and sisters of the Xue family knew that this was not the time for relatives to recount, so the three of them glanced at each other, and Xue Bufan said: "Come on, second brother, I will introduce you to my father's former friend and companion in this operation." ”

Xue Chalcedony nodded. followed Xue Bufan and got to know everyone one by one

The upper right is a Taoist in Tsing Yi, nicknamed Tsing Yizi, and Gu Xuzi are brothers, and they are also one of the seven sons of the older generation of Wudang, and his Tai Chi sword is famous in the martial arts, which is why he is listed as a guest.

Sitting opposite Tsing Yizi is an old man in a gray-haired native clothes, who is the deputy leader of today's beggar gang, Bai Jingzhi, nicknamed Big Brother Weng.

The one below Tsing Yi Zi is a middle-aged woman with a rich face, if you look down on her because she is a woman, then you are very wrong, when you were young, you danced with one hand, I don't know how many high rollers I charmed, and of course, I don't know how many celebrities were buried.

Confronted by the young woman was a swordsman of unknown age, dressed in black, covering his face with gauze, whose name was known only to his nickname, Death Knife, and whose name was rumored to have died.

The two people sitting below the swordsman were Cang Shuo, the Iron Hand Invincible who had spoken earlier, and Pang Ji, the Hair Monster

The two young women sat down with an old man and a young woman, the old man with a solemn face, a purple robe that was both mysterious and luxurious, and at his table he leaned on a weapon wrapped in strips of cloth, which looked like a knife.

The last one on the right seat is a young monk, with a handsome face, a white monk's robe spotless, and a string of white jade Buddha beads is even more holy and extraordinary. He is the only friend of Xue Bufan among all the people present, the Holy Son of Lingtai-Dream Immortal Monk.

Xue Chalcedony bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you for coming to help the Xue family, Xue Chalcedony is grateful in my heart, no matter what the result is today, if he needs chalcedony in the future, go to Kunlun to find it, I will help you." After a slight pause, Xue Chalcedony looked at the two young swordsmen standing at the door and said: "Those two are the best among the rookies in Kunlun, and they are also my junior disciples, from this moment on, I hope you will put aside your old grudges for the time being, unite as one, and resist foreign enemies!

The Xue family fought a battle, and the wind and rain were coming, should it be longevity or Huangquan disappear?

Another place where the lover encountered a bloody wandering, what kind of variables will there be in the earth-shattering battle?

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