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Mu Guiyun's gun was raised again, and his mouth opened slightly when he was about to say something.

Several swords burst through the air, piercing through his limbs, knocking his still shaky body to the ground once more, and then freezing him like sharp arrows.

His body struggled slightly to stand up, but the sharp blades on his limbs tore his wounds, and plum blossoms spread from the white snow.

"Return to the clouds!" A heart-rending cry sounded from not far away, and Sima Changxue finally broke free from the hands of those black-armored guards and ran all the way over.

Mu Guiyun also felt something at this time, and he raised his head with difficulty, wanting to glance at the woman beside him.

But that sharp sword not only fixed his body to death, but even the spiritual power in his body was hindered again, so that he was extremely slow to even do something as simple as just raising his head slightly.

After dozens of breaths, finally, he saw the girl in front of him clearly.

Her face, which should have been extremely beautiful, was covered with tears, and the green silk that she had coiled up high and had been carefully groomed was also a little scattered because of the struggle just now.

But her wedding dress was incompatible with this white snowy night.

It's like a flame. burned Mu Guiyun's eyes.

Originally.

The so-called genius demon. The so-called top of the list.

It's just a waste that can't even protect his own girl.

He laughed at himself like this in his heart.

"Guiyun, Guiyun, are you okay. Looking at Mu Guiyun, whose eyes were scattered and covered in blood, Sima Changxue asked as if he was almost about to collapse.

She wanted to pick up Mu Guiyun's body, but his limbs were firmly fixed by the flying swords, as long as Sima Changxue dragged him a little harder, the wounds on Mu Guiyun's limbs would be torn again, and more blood would leach out of the snow.

After discovering such a fact, the tears in Sima Changxue's eyes became more and more turbulent. But she had to endure it, and she didn't want him to see her cry, because he had said that he liked the way she laughed.

She stood up again, stood beside a flying sword, and stretched out her hand to pull it out, but the flying sword seemed to grow on Mu Guiyun's body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it at all.

In the end, she could only sit on the ground, tears no longer surging uncontrollably,

She looked at the once invincible boy with teary eyes. Just as she was about to say something, a hand suddenly reached out from behind her back, passed under her armpit, and lifted her body from the ground where she was still on the ground.

"Let's go. It was a very vicissitudes of sound, and it sounded like its owner was an old man. But Sima Changxue's body was shocked by this, the light in her eyes flickered, and in the end, she couldn't give birth to the slightest courage to resist, and she was about to leave as the hand grabbed her.

"Let's go back. I don't want to hurt you. Beitong Xuan's cold voice rang out.

Dense cold sweat began to appear on Su Changan's forehead, and he looked at Mu Guiyun, who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the bottom of his heart hit like a tide.

Beitongxuan is the realm of heavenly hearing.

He is the Prosperous Morning Realm.

There are two realms between them: Taiyi and Earth Spirit.

Even though he was blessed by the inheritance star spirits of the three star deaths, he had slashed the demons in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion.

But he still won't, and can't be, Beitongxuan's opponent.

He knew this before he came.

So the real purpose of his coming here is not to fight to the death with Beitongxuan. It's about delaying the wedding and buying time for some people.

But what he didn't expect was that Beitongxuan was so strong.

He not only cultivated Confucianism and Taoism, but also martial arts.

There are even terrifying moves that incarnate like this.

Under the cooperation between him and Mu Guiyun, he couldn't even get any bargains.

"Let's go back. I don't know if it's really because of the jealousy of the Tianlan Academy behind Su Chang'an, Beitongxuan once again spoke out and persuaded him.

Su Changan's brows furrowed, and he took the lead to look at the sky.

The snow was still falling, and from the faint light of the dark clouds, Su Changan probably saw the direction of the moon clearly.

"It's not yet time. He said anxiously in his heart.

Then as soon as his eyes flickered, he saw Sima Xu pulling Sima Changxue, who was already sluggish, and was about to leave.

"Good. I'll go. Su Changan finally retracted his gaze, he looked at Bei Tongxuan, and the sword intent, spirit flame and thunder light around him instantly converged. His long knife was unsheathed, and the flame in his eyes dimmed at this moment.

Bei Tongxuan was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that Su Changan would agree so simply.

"Can I go?" asked Su Changan. He lowered his head, Bei Tongxuan couldn't see his expression clearly, and his tone was so flat that people couldn't hear the joy and sorrow. So Bei Tongxuan is not sure if Su Changan really gave up.

But he really didn't want to fight Su Changan.

Therefore, after a few breaths of silence, Bei Tongxuan finally nodded.

"Yes. Su Changan also bowed his head at him, his eyes were calm like a pool of autumn water, and he could no longer find the anger and violence just now.

Then without a moment's hesitation, he turned around and walked in the direction of the already tattered gate of the Divine General's Mansion.

Bei Tongxuan looked at the back of this young man who was getting farther and farther away, but the doubts in his eyes became more and more serious.

He didn't even look at the Mu Guiyun who came with him and left so decisively, he felt that this was not quite the same as the rumored Su Changan.

In the midst of such doubts, a huge rumbling sound came from above the dome and exploded in everyone's ears.

Then a purple lightning bolt flashed.

The light was so dazzling that Beitongxuan's vision became unreal for a moment.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lei Beitongxuan's heart.

He looked up at the snowy night sky, at the electric python swimming among the dark clouds, and suddenly realized in his heart that this didn't seem right.

Snowy day. How can there be thunder?

When he thought of this, his heart tightened.

He turned his head to look in the direction where Su Changan left, but found that the back had disappeared for some time.

Bei Tongxuan's heart was shocked, and as soon as his consciousness flickered, he found that a figure turned into a purple lightning and thundered and rushed towards not far away, and his target was the prime minister of the dynasty - Sima Xu.

Bei Tongxuan only felt his scalp numb at that moment, he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand why Su Changan would make a move on Sima Xu.

But he didn't have much time to think about it anymore, the sword feather on his back shook suddenly, and hundreds of flying swords came out in response, about to stop Su Changan's body. Then he himself turned into a streamer of light, followed those flying swords, and rushed over.

Su Changan only felt the sword roaring behind him for a moment. Although he was so impressed in his heart that the sword of Beitongxuan was so fast, it was only a few breaths before he could catch up with him. But his face became more and more gloomy, he didn't care about the killing intent in his body that had not yet dissipated, and forcibly activated the spiritual power around his body, and a blood line overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't realize it, his eyes grew colder, and the light in his eyes lit up again.

"Thunder!"

Two short, powerful syllables came out of his mouth.

The electric python above the dome seemed to have received some kind of edict and became more and more violent.

And Su Changan's figure also shook suddenly, and the speed was several times faster than just now, even Beitong Xuan's flying sword was left far behind him at this moment.

Finally, he came to Sima Xu's side.

But the expression on the old man's face was so calm, as if what he was about to face was only a spring drizzle, not Su Changan's sharp blade.

For this reason, Su Changan's heart jumped inexplicably.

He had a vague sense of something unusual, but it had come to this point, and there was no way back for him.

So he simply thought about it, raised the knife with the purple lightning and thunder in his hand high, let out a loud cry in his mouth, and slashed at Sima Xu's head with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.

Sting!

It was like the sound of some kind of decay being cut apart, and suddenly sounded in this very close snowy night.

Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, one thing was thrown high.

It was a head, a head that belonged to Prime Minister Da Wei!

It spun in the air, then after a few breaths, it fell with a thud.

And with it, his old body.

Sima Changxue, who was holding Sima Xu's hand on the side, the sluggishness in her eyes also became smart at that moment, and she looked at her father who fell like this in disbelief. A complex emotion rose in my heart that I couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness.

And just as these emotions were still pouring out, the head and the body suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

"This?" Su Changan's heart trembled, he had never seen such a strange situation. I was stunned for a moment.

"It's a puppet. And Bei Tongxuan, who arrived, also put away the wings behind him and walked to Su Changan's side. His face became extremely ugly, and the puppet technique was not a particularly strange spell.

Anyone who has reached the realm of Soul Guarding can use this technique.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why Sima Xu would send such a puppet to his daughter's wedding? Thinking about Su Changan's series of actions, it seems that the purpose is to delay Sima Xu's time.

Could it be that there is something hidden in this that he doesn't know?

But in any case, one thing is certain, in this matter, Su Changan was calculated, and his own daughter and Sima Xu's own daughter were only one part of Sima Xu's calculation.

Su Changan's face was also ugly.

The muscles in his hand holding the knife bulged, as if he was trying to suppress some emotion in his body.

When Bei Tongxuan said the three words of puppetry, he knew that the matter might have been exposed, and someone who wanted to avenge his father was probably more than lucky at this time.

After a long silence.

The young man finally took out a yellowed book from his arms with a cold face and threw it at Bei Tongxuan's feet, and then he walked in front of Mu Guiyun, used the little spiritual power in his body, and pulled out all the flying swords on his body.

Bei Tongxuan watched in silence as Su Changan helped Mu Guiyun, who had passed out in a coma, and disappeared into this snowy night.

He grabbed Sima Changxue, who wanted to follow, and after a slight hesitation, he finally picked up the yellowed book in the snow.

"Nan Cui Ge. He stared at the three large characters on the title page of the book, and vaguely smelled something familiar on the book.

That's her favorite taste of rouge.

That taste, even after ten years, he has never forgotten it.

"The common people are important. He couldn't help but murmur softly.