Three days later, after a few years of calm in the martial arts, several fights were set off again, and the disciples of the various sects were slaughtered, and the weapons of the Holy Sect were left at the scene, and the disciples of the Holy Sect were also assassinated and killed.

Inside Liuyun Villa.

Shangguan Ao, the son of Shangguan Liuyun, sat majestically on the big chair in the living room, frowning, listening to the situation reported to him by his subordinates, and the expression on his face gradually became angry: "Immediately distribute the heroic order! Convene a demon extermination conference!" With an angry shout, he stood up and waved his hand, and immediately commanded his subordinates.

"Yes!" everyone around them gave the order, and then stepped out of the door, preparing to send their horses to the gates.

Shangguan Ao, the son of the grandmaster Shangguan Liuyun, and now the new owner of Liuyun Villa, because Shangguan Liuyun fought with Mo Wentian many years ago, he is still in retreat and recuperating from his injuries, so this Liuyun Villa was handed over to Shangguan Ao to take care of!

The Hero Order, the Order of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, will only be distributed when the righteous path of the rivers and lakes is in crisis, and after receiving this order, the heads of the major factions must rush to the convergence in time to discuss major matters together!

Glaring at his subordinates and stepping out of the door, Shangguan Ao slowly sat down: "Hmph! This time we must uproot the Demon Sect!" snorted coldly, slapped his palm on the tea table, and suddenly the tea table was torn apart!

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Yin Feng Cliff, in the Holy Religion.

A group of people stood respectfully in the hall, quietly staring at the people sitting on the black gold chairs in front of them.

Seven years have passed, and Qiqin is no longer as chic and uninhibited as it was back then, and since he became the leader of the sect, he has become more mature and steady, but his eyes have changed from the softness of the year to inexplicably sad; within seven years, his martial arts have reached the realm of peerless masters, and today's Qiqin is already a demon lord who terrifies people in the rivers and lakes!

Leaning lazily on the black gold chair, Qiqin looked at the people below majestically, and slowly spoke: "According to the report of the spies, Liuyun Villa has issued a heroic order, and it seems that it wants to prepare to attack our sect again, what do you think about this matter?" After speaking, his eyes looked at everyone coldly, quietly waiting for an answer.

"Sect Master, the righteous path is too deceitful, and he has assassinated many of our brothers in the past few days, and his subordinates think that it is better to fight with them! Our Holy Sect disciples are not afraid of life and death!" Ji Xiaosheng, the hall master of the Lightning Hall, said coldly, his expression was the same as seven years ago, still as cold as ice.

Qiqin looked at Ji Xiaosheng with a wicked smile, and laughed in his heart: "Hehe, it's a fight? It's stupid! This is a conspiracy..." A conspiracy that caused the rivers and lakes to fight.... ”

Thinking of the conspiracy mentioned by Ding's predecessors seven years ago, Qiqin felt that the hand behind the back of the year had begun to push again, but what was their purpose? Is it really just to cause a fight between good and evil?

"Okay, let me think about it again... Qiqin waved his hand and said solemnly, of course the Holy Sect will not collide with the righteous path, although his own skills have reached the realm of peerless masters, he still can't compete with the righteous path, because Mo Wentian's martial arts have been lost, and the other party still has a Shangguan Liuyun!

"It seems that I have to go by myself..."After thinking about it, Qiqin finally made a decision, then glanced around, frowned and asked: "Today's discussion, why don't you see the wind and rain, where did they go?"

"This..."The crowd was silent at the sect leader's question, because they didn't know where the two had gone.

At the foot of Yinfeng Cliff Mountain, it used to be a stream in the middle of the mountain.

A man and a woman stood quietly beside the big tree by the stream, the sun shining warmly on their bodies, and the two of them looked at the stream intently. These two people are the master of the Kamikaze Hall, the wind without a trace, and the master of the Soft Rain Hall, Yu Qingrou.

Seven years have passed, the years have left traces on the two of them, Feng Wuji is much more mature than back then, more chic, and Yu Qingrou is also more beautiful than back then, but there is a trace of resentment in her eyes, and her long hair is also inserted into a hosta, coiled into a bun, dressed as a woman, more mature and beautiful than before.

Looking at Yu Qingrou's bun in a daze, Feng Wuji sighed, and said distressedly: "Sister Qingrou, it's been seven years, is it worth it?"

Since seven years ago, Yu Qingrou has claimed to be a woman, but until now, she is still alone. Even the three of them gradually became estranged, saying that they were abiding by women's morals, and they could no longer drink and eat meat like before!

"It's worth it! I know, he'll be back... A voice like Zhong Ling sounded slowly, and Yu Qingsoft murmured.

Every day, she would come to this stream and wait, waiting for the little Ding Xuan who said that he would marry her and would love her, and she had been waiting for seven years.

"It's been seven years, I've been waiting for a long time... Where are you?" Yu Qingrou looked at the stream stupidly, and the scene when the two met came to her mind, the corners of her mouth raised lightly from time to time, and she said happily in her heart.

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The top of the hill with a small room.

"Aqiu!" Qin Xuan was playing with his mount, the little tiger, when he suddenly sneezed fiercely: "Could it be that someone is thinking about me?" The corner of his mouth smiled mischievously, and he muttered to himself.

Not far away, the two masters were fighting hard in the chess game, Qin Xuan stretched his waist and walked towards the two masters.

"Hehe, this son, it's really wonderful for you to go!" Master Huiku pinched the Buddha beads in his hand and admired for a while. Just now, it was clear that Ding Xiaoyao's sunspots were surrounded, and seeing that victory was in sight, as soon as this sunspot fell, he broke his encirclement and lost a few whites in vain.

Ding Xiaoyao chuckled: "The master's chess skills are even more exquisite, and Xiaoyao almost lost..." "Since the end of the meal, the two have been killing each other for an hour, but they still haven't decided the winner.

"Goooo Suddenly, a pigeon cries were heard in the distance, and a white dove flew towards Ding Xiaoyao.

Ding Xiaoyao put down the chess pieces in his hand and stretched out his palm, and the carrier pigeon flew into his palm familiarly.

took off the letter on the pigeon's feet, his eyes flickered, and Ding Xiaoyao's expression instantly became serious.

"Master, what's wrong?" Qin Xuan walked to Ding Xiaoyao's side, saw the master's face, and asked curiously, "I was fine just now, why did my face change when I saw this letter?"

"Xiaoyao, what happened?" Master Hui Ku also asked aloud on the side.

Ding Xiaoyao put down the letter in his hand, waved his palm slightly, and the white pigeon flapped its wings and flew towards the sky: "The rivers and lakes are in chaos!"

He looked at Master Huiku solemnly, said four words briefly, and handed over the letter in his hand.

Master Huiku took the letter suspiciously, glanced at it, and his expression became solemn: "It seems that a bloody storm is about to be set off on the rivers and lakes..." The tone was very helpless, revealing compassionate pity.

After speaking, his eyes looked down along the font, and when he saw "Mo Wentian's handwriting", Master Huiku's hands shook slightly, and Dan immediately returned to its original state.

"It's him...", thinking in his head, he handed the letter back to Ding Xiaoyao.

Qin Xuan looked at the two masters curiously, his head was confused, so he asked, "Master, what happened?"

Since the two masters looked so solemn, then something big must have happened!

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyao stretched out his hand holding the letter and said indifferently: "See for yourself..."

Qin Xuan hurriedly took the letter and read it carefully and carefully, and gradually, his brows furrowed deeply.

Putting down the letter in his hand, Qin Xuan looked at the two masters with a serious face, and said word by word: "Master, I want to go down the mountain!!"

Ding Xiaoyao looked at the serious apprentice and nodded in agreement.

The master once said that seven years ago, the battle between good and evil may be a conspiracy, and the back of this conspiracy seems to be related to the black-clothed building, and now this river and lake are in chaos again, if it is really as the master said, then this time, it is the only clue to track down the black-clothed building! In order to take revenge! Avenge the blood of the Qin family's seventy-three lives!

"Pack up your baggage, you can go down the mountain..."Ding Xiaoyao glanced at Qin Xuan and said reluctantly.

Seven years, the master and apprentice have been getting along for seven years, the relationship between the two has long been very deep, like father and son, they have just come back not long ago, and now they are leaving, Ding Xiaoyao is really a little reluctant in his heart, but this blood sea of hatred must be avenged!

Nodding to the master, Qin Xuan looked at Master Huiku, who didn't say anything, just looked at Qin Xuan with a smile on his face....

The scorching sun was in the sky, and at noon, halfway up the waist of Shaomu Mountain, Qin Xuan was carrying the Tiangang sword and burden behind him, riding steadily on the back of the tiger, and slowly went down the mountain.

Walking halfway down the road, looking at the surrounding bamboo forest scenery, Qin Xuan felt inexplicably melancholy in his heart, he was about to leave here again, and he didn't know when he would be able to come back.

Qin Xuan gently opened it, only to see a pair of brand-new cloth shoes in the baggage being placed on the folded clothes, and looked down at the worn cloth shoes under his feet, and in an instant, Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with tears.

He knew that these must be cloth shoes made for him by Master Huiku himself.........

On the top of the high mountain behind him, looking at Qin Xuan's figure getting smaller and smaller, and gradually disappearing into his eyes, Ding Xiaoyao looked at Master Huiku beside him, and said softly: "He's gone..." ”

"I know..."Master Huiku's eyes were still looking into the distance, and he replied softly, but his eyes that had been through vicissitudes were full of reluctance.

Suddenly, a mischievous laugh came from the bottom of the mountain, and the laughter echoed for a long time in the mountains of Shaomuro.

After laughing, a voice came from far away from the mountain: "I will definitely come back!!"

Ding Xiaoyao looked at Master Huiku with one hand on his back and smiled: "Hehe, this kid..." ”

Then, another voice slowly sounded in the mountains.

"I'm coming!!"

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