As soon as Lu Wujian fell from mid-air, he felt the sword shadow in front of him flashing, and the sword qi rushed straight towards him, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The speed of this sword was very amazing, and judging from the sword qi, Lu Wujian knew that this sword was extremely good. I was shocked, could it be that the murderer hadn't left yet?

Lu Wujian didn't dare to look at it, and with a cold snort, the gray figure suddenly hung up, and a gray light like electricity swept the blade of the sword and floated straight away, moving to the hilt of the sword in an instant, and then it suddenly became a palm.

A palm slapped towards Duanmu Ningque's sword-holding hand.

Duanmu Ningque originally thought that if this sword stabbed away, Lu Wujian would definitely retreat, she was very conceited about her speed, and when she practiced the exercises, she also regarded speed as the first priority. In addition, she suddenly became troubled when Lu Wujian just fell.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wujian didn't hide, relying on his superb body technique of flashing and moving, he simply turned the whole situation around, Duanmu was fast, and Lu Wujian was faster!

The shot is like lightning, like thunder. Duanmu Ningque will either let go, or the hand holding the sword will be shattered by this palm.

Sure enough, he was the first person under Qing Xuan! Duanmu Ningque was secretly frightened.

I can't even take a single move from him. There was no way, she had to grit her teeth and violently withdraw the hand holding the sword.

However, Lu Wujian was lightly relieved with his right hand, picking flowers and leaves, and snatched Duanmu Ningque's sword in his hand.

With the horizontal sword in his hand, his body was already three feet away from Duanmu Ningque.

Lu Wujian originally thought that it was the murderer who fought him, and the sword he snatched from the murderer should be the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword stolen by the murderer.

But in his hand, he knew that the sword in his hand was not the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword without looking at it, because it was too light, and although it had a strong sword aura, it looked a lot colder.

After taking a slow look, I realized that what kind of immortal was hidden, and it was clearly a Cangli Divine Sword.

Isn't this the sword that the old nun gave to Duanmu Ningque, known as one of the four great divine swords? So, the person who attacked with a sword just now was not a murderer, but Duanmu Ningque?

Lu Wujian held the sword in the air, but saw the blue light vertical and horizontal, faint and illusory.

"Good sword ......" Lu Wujian exclaimed, but he didn't glance at Duanmu Ningque at all, still three zhang away, with his back to his body, and suddenly said: "Give you back ......!"

Throwing it very casually, the Cangli Divine Sword actually rolled and roared, heading towards Duanmu Ningque.

Duanmu Ningque was stunned for a moment, and the Cangli Divine Sword came to about three inches between her eyebrows, and then stopped there.

The sword body trembled steeply, the sword aura was cold, the blue light was vibrant, and the roar was non-stop.

Duanmu Ningque took a few steps back, and then slowly reached out to take the Cangli Divine Sword.

Then he gave a salute and said lightly: "Duanmu offended Uncle Lu, and asked Uncle Lu to be surprised by everything!"

Lu Wujian shook his head, then turned around and glanced at Duanmu Ningque, waved his hand and said, "I'm not as big as Qingxuan, I can't be offended or not, but Duanmu, you just saw me, why did you draw your sword and come?"

Duanmu Ningque didn't hide it, and said word by word: "It's just because Uncle Lu said that he wants Lin Yizhi to die!"

Lu Wujian sneered and said, "Wanwang, Mingcha, Duanmu Ningque, you can tell me what kind of Mingcha?"

Without waiting for Duanmu Ningque to speak, Lu Wujian waved his sleeves, as if he remembered something, and shouted loudly: "You didn't remind me that I almost forgot, what about that stupid rebel, don't you get out to see me!"

As he spoke, he didn't even look back, and while scolding loudly, he raised his feet and walked into the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

At this moment, Duanmu Ningque and Lin Yizhi behind him were completely blinded, Lin Yizhi was standing next to the two of them, just now Duanmu Ningque swung his sword to attack, Lin Yizhi wanted to stop it, but Duanmu Ningque was too fast, he just wanted to speak, and the sword had already arrived in front of his master.

But what Lin Yizhi didn't expect was that his master seemed to be much faster than Duanmu Ningque, he only felt that a gray mist flashed in front of him, and the blue and gray mangs were staggered, and Lu Wujian had already taken Duanmu Ningque's Cangli Divine Sword.

Now, standing here, the master didn't even see it! This is too abnormal.

Lin Yizhi just wanted to call him, but Duanmu Ningque glanced at him coldly, he suddenly understood, and swallowed that sentence raw.

Duanmu Ningque approached his side and said softly: "If you want to live, act in this drama well!"

Lin Yi was confused, he only felt that his sleeves were pulled by Duanmu Ningque, and when he reacted again, he only felt that the blue shadow was fluttering, and Duanmu Ningque had already taken the lead towards the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yizhi had no choice but to bow his head, clean up his mood, and also went towards the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

As soon as Lu Wujian stepped into the central area of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, he felt a strong smell of blood rushing towards his face. I couldn't help frowning. My heart sank.

In the distance, he saw a corpse, lying in a pool of blood, but the head was three feet away from the corpse. It's miserable.

Lu Wujian had a gloomy face, walked over and looked, the corpse was Hu Feng.

He didn't seem to be too surprised, but raised his eyebrows, and his heart became heavier and heavier. It seems that this time the fifth child is really in a catastrophe.

Thinking about it, he casually glanced at Lin Yizhi a few times.

Duanmu Ningque stood next to him, Lin Yizhi wanted to go over, but Duanmu Ningque secretly waved his hand, and stopped at a distance of five feet behind the two.

Lu Wujian took a slow breath, raised his eyes and asked Duanmu Ningque, "How did he die?......

Duanmu Ningque just wanted to speak, but Lu Wujian actually spoke again, and his voice seemed to be deliberately full of anger: "It must be that idiot!

On the surface, his words sounded as if he was scolding Lin Yizhi for being the murderer of Hu Feng, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to be reminding Lin Yizhi not to be so stupid and stupid, and he didn't know that he was calculated.

When Duanmu Ningque heard him say this, his heart moved, and he instantly had a plan.

Lu Wujian is really a kind and righteous person, Lin Yizhi called him a master, he really deserves it.

Duanmu Ningque suddenly felt that the ugly-looking and weird-headed Lu Wujian in front of him should be to save Lin Yizhi, since this is the case, she will accompany him to perform this play.

Things were really as Duanmu Ningque expected, in fact, Lu Wujian had already come, he had been hiding in the dark and watching every move between Duanmu Ningque and Lin Yizhi, he also had to admire Duanmu Ningque's decisiveness and boldness, but he was very annoyed by Lin Yizhi's naivety and indecision.

When he heard that Hu Feng was dead, and saw the tragic situation of Hu Feng's death, he knew that this time Lin Yizhi was in a catastrophe, and there was also a first murderer behind this incident, I am afraid that Lin Yizhi would be sentenced to death without even having a chance to confess.

Therefore, Lu Wujian also meant that Lin Yizhi wanted Lin Yizhi to escape from the Sect of Sorrow as soon as possible before everyone arrived.

It's just that his identity is there, if there is only Lin Yi alone, maybe he would have appeared a long time ago, let him go as far as he wanted, but Duanmu was present, although he also knew in his heart that Duanmu would not feel that he was protecting his apprentice, but after all, he was the first identity, so his face was always a little dull.

You must know that this Lu Wujian is more important than anything else in terms of face.

When he heard that Duanmu Ningque wanted Lin Yizhi to leave quickly, it happened to coincide with his decision, and he felt a little calmer in his heart, secretly thinking that if that kid turned around and left immediately, he wouldn't have to reappear.

But what he didn't expect was that his fifth apprentice was even more stubborn than he imagined, and that stubbornness and persistence were simply stupid and stupid in Lu Wuji's eyes. It was Duanmu Ningque who pointed at him with a sword and forced him to go, but he didn't go!

Lu Wuji's jujube core-like head was three times bigger, and he couldn't wait to show up and scold Lin Yizhi with blood, and then order him to get out!

He saw that the two of them could not hold on, and if they delayed for a while, he was afraid that those who would ask the teacher would arrive, so he showed up to meet each other.

But in order to save his so-called big face, he had to act in this play, turning a blind eye to Lin Yizhi and being the air.

He was afraid that if this nerd was a master, then this play would really not be able to continue.

Luckily, this nerd doesn't seem to be completely stupid.

In fact, how did he know that if it weren't for Duanmu Ningque to stop him, he would have been unable to perform this drama a long time ago.

............

Lu Wujian turned around and came to the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, but saw that the sword aura of the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword was chaotic, and the blue light pillar was in the shape of six rays, constantly spreading outward, and the huge sword body was still trembling.

He slowly stretched out his hand, pinched a few tricks in a row, and said something in his mouth, and then pointed lightly at the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword.

The huge six-rayed pillar of light of the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword suddenly disappeared into invisibility, and the tremor stopped.

The Immortal Hidden Divine Sword regained its composure. The blue sword qi around the sword body flowed slowly and calmly, the blue light flickered lightly from time to time, and there seemed to be a faint roar of sword qi.

After doing this, Lu Wujian let out a long breath.

It's just that the play still has to be performed, so I have to say again: "Duanmu, what about that bastard, why don't you come to see me?"

Duanmu was amused in his heart, but there was still an indifference on the surface: "I fought with him just now, and he saw that it was impossible to disobey, so he turned around and fled, I am afraid that he will escape from Liwu Mountain at this time." ”

After that, he tugged hard at Lin Yizhi's sleeve behind him.

No matter how stupid Lin Yizhi is, this can still be seen.

It turned out that the master also wanted me to leave Liwu Mountain, but he turned a blind eye to me and told me to escape......

Lin Yizhi's expression darkened, and his head was lowered.

When Lu Wujian heard this, he slapped at the top of the golden tripod, and said loudly with great annoyance: "The way of heaven is magnificent! Lin Yizhi, where do I see you fleeing?"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand and swung it vigorously twice towards the door of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yizhi saw it in his eyes, and his heart was clear, Shizun's words were clearly a pun, he reminded himself that the way of heaven was restored, and things would always come to light, and he clearly said where to escape, but he waved his hand towards the door, which clearly said let him escape to the door, and don't come back until the truth is revealed.

How could he not understand. The master did this with good intentions.

It's just that Lin Yizhi doesn't know where he is fleeing to, and he doesn't want to bear the reputation of a murderer and die from now on. He'd rather die!

He was just about to open his mouth Mingzhi, and Lu Wuji's deep voice came from his ears: "Old Five, when Shizun was young, he also had to be strong because of one thing, if someone hadn't told me a word, I'm afraid Shizun would not have lived until now, in today's situation, your danger is still worse than mine, I will tell you that person's words today, those who know the times, for Junjie, save your life, everything is still hopeful, if your life is gone, there is nothing! Old Five, Shizun knows that you respect your teacher as your life, so listen to Shizun's words today and leave quickly! Don't make a mistake!"

Lin Yizhi was stunned, he knew that this was because the master knew that he had made up his mind to die, so he used the method of sound transmission to stop himself from speaking in advance.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing, but he stubbornly held back.

Under the candle flame of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, the figure of the master seemed so tall and loving.

He didn't look at himself, but Lin Yizhi clearly felt that in addition to the eagerness in Shizun's eyes to let him leave quickly, there was also a deep reluctance.

"Master......" Lin Yizhi muttered in a low voice.

Lu Wujian was silent on the surface, and said to Duanmu: "Duanmu, you go outside to take a look, but there are still traces of the thief!"

When Duanmu Ning Que heard this, he didn't hide it anymore, took a deep look at Lu Wuji, and then turned around and pulled Lin Yizhi and walked out.

Lin Yizhi still wanted to struggle, Duanmu pulled his hand a little heavier, and his eyes were cold.

Lin Yi knew in his heart that this time, if he didn't leave, he would really live up to the hard work of Shizun and Duanmu.

With a ruthless heart, he simply followed Duanmu Ningque and strode towards the outside of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

It's just that Lin Yizhi didn't know that at the moment when his figure walked out of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, Lu Wujian suddenly turned his head and looked at the empty doorway, tears flashing.

In the shadow of the candle, the long figure seemed lonely and vicissitudes that had never been before.

............

The night outside had become pitch black because of the disappearance of the blue glow. The rain was still pouring down, and the cold wind was howling.

Lin Yizhi and Duanmu Ningque walked out of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, and Duanmu Ningque's hands relaxed.

In the wind and rain, Lin Yizhi slowly crawled on the muddy ground, unable to kneel for a long time.

Duanmu Ningque didn't stop it, looking at him with Qi Ran in his eyes.

Lin Yizhi slowly knelt down and looked towards the figure in the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

In the heavy rain and wind, the figure in the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion had already become blurred......

"Master, Yizhi is gone..."Lin Yizhi muttered.

The bleak wind and cold rain are like crying and complaining.

In an instant, Duanmu Ningque's eyes gradually reddened.

In Lin Yizhi's ears, the familiar voice sounded again, word by word, word by word, full of admonitions: "Old Five, I have suffered you for the past eight years, and the master has not poured too much energy into you. The disturbances of the red and earthly world are more complicated and dangerous than the Sect of Sorrow, so every step you take, you must be extra careful and beware of ......"

Lin Yizhi kowtowed violently and muttered, "Disciple... Noted down!"

The voice came again: "Old Five, you must remember that everything must be done with the preservation of your life as the first priority, and only by living can there be hope! No matter how dangerous the situation is, you must fight hard, and never give up lightly!"

"In vain...... Noted down!"

After a while, Lu Wuji's voice came for the third time: "Old Five,...... Every day and every night, Shizun will stay in the Pavilion of No Return, guarding the natal jade slip that belongs to you. The jade is not broken, and the master will look forward to it with his heart...... I hope you come back soon!"

The voice was full of vicissitudes and desolation, and the last sentence was a little choked.

"In vain...... Noted down!"

When Lin Yizhi heard this, his heart was like countless warm currents tumbling. Master, that is a little old-fashioned, a little weird, and completely incompatible with broadness and love, but when this word is spoken, that word is spoken, he and his own heart is not dripping blood.

Lin Yizhi cried and bowed down, kowtowed, and blood stained his forehead.

Lin Yizhi knelt on the ground and waited for a long time, but there was no more words in his ears after all.

Only then did he stagger to his feet, and his heart seemed to be suddenly empty.

"Duanmu ......"

He was just about to speak, but Duanmu waved his hand suddenly.

The jade arm swayed slightly, and one finger of the bare hand made a silent movement between the lips.

Then the finger slowly pointed at Lin Yizhi, and then lightly pointed at his heart.

In the weaving rain curtain, there was a faint smile on her beautiful and cold face.

Don't say it, I know everything......

At some point, a bloody red leaf appeared in her hand, rubbed it lightly twice, and then slowly put it to her lips.

The sound of red leaves, desolate and mournful, lingering and compassionate.

In this dark and rainy night, it reverberates and tosses for a long time. The heavy rain that was originally loud and loud disappeared in an instant. Only the sound of red leaves, in the poignant, tells a strong reluctance and a faint reverberation......

The rain was heavier, the wind was colder, and the thunder and lightning flashed.

The young man in black, in the midst of this bleak night rain, resolutely turned around and never looked back. striding forward, and after a while, the whole figure disappeared into the boundless rain curtain.

The man is far away, and the trace has dissipated. But the sound of the red leaves sung in a low voice still carries a soul-shattering and mournful sound, as if it has never stopped.........

Lu Wujian in the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion seemed to be intoxicated by the sound of red leaves, slowly leaning on the side of the golden tripod, closing his eyes slightly, his face was sad and painless, peaceful and indifferent. The powerful hand gently knocked on the golden tripod, as if it was in harmony with its rhythm.

The sound of autumn leaves came to an abrupt end.

Lu Wujian suddenly opened his eyes and burst into tears.

In the tears, Duanmu Ningque's figure slowly walked into the Immortal Hidden Temple.

He hurriedly turned away, he couldn't let everyone see. The heart that had become hard because of the cultivation of immortals was now sad and soft......

He ...... Let's go......"

Lu Wujian felt that there was no need to hide anything, so he let out a long sigh and asked in a low voice.

Duanmu Ningque didn't speak, just nodded lightly.

"Duanmu...... I thank you for the fifth child......" Lu Wujian said softly.

Duanmu Ning Que was stunned, she didn't expect such a big first seat to thank a disciple like her.

Busy again, his voice was still indifferent: "Duanmu...... It is incumbent on ......"

The two of them just wanted to say something more, when they suddenly heard a chaotic footsteps outside, and then they broke into the Xianyin Sword Pavilion first, first glanced at Hu Feng's corpse with a sad face, and then saw that there were only Lu Wujian and Duanmu Ningque in the Sword Pavilion, and Lin Yizhi had already disappeared.

Filled with grief and anger, he roared, and the fairy sword came out of its sheath, and the sword aura was impressive.

"Lu Wuji, you must have come here in advance, let go of the murderer Lin Yizhi, you committed the murder, and let him go, are you so easy to bully when I am angry? Today, either you die or I die!"

In a fit of rage, the sky rushed towards Lu Wujian desperately.

Lu Wujian glanced at the sky with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Old Zamao, just come and fight, I, Lu Wujian, am I afraid that you won't succeed?"

After that, the flame light suddenly appeared, and the Flame Immortal Sword was in his hand, Lu Wujian snorted coldly, and he was about to do it!