The figures that suddenly jumped out rushed towards the three of them with extreme ferocity, all holding short knives, dressed in black and masked, no different from the clothes of the people who attacked the palace last time.

Yi Weiyi didn't know why this group of mysterious black-clothed people were always aggressive towards the Flowing Soul Palace, but the emergency form did not allow him to think carefully at all, and in an instant, a short knife shook his chest and stabbed it, and the knife technique was extremely fast, as fast as lightning.

In a hurry, Yi Weiyi quickly drew his sword, he has always been a sword that does not leave his body, the long sword is horizontal in front of him, blocking the opponent's attack, the knife in the man's chest is actually a false move, and suddenly hooked back, "swish", with a cool breeze, straight to Yi Weiyi's right arm, intending to shoot down the long sword in his hand, this move is indeed exquisite.

Yi Weiyi had already expected the other party's move, pointed the sword in his hand to the sky, and picked up the man's arm along the armpit, and for a while, he only heard a scream of pain, and the man with the knife howled miserably, and then, "dangchang", there was a sound of iron falling to the ground.

Suddenly, the blood was like an infusion, spurting out several feet away, only to see the man in black covering his right shoulder, in pain, it turned out that when the battle was over, he was cut off by the sword in Yi Weiyi's hand, how tragic the scene was!

The man who had his right arm cut off by Yi Weiyi's shoulder sword groaned, and he was in great pain, and he was immediately discouraged, and he could no longer muster up the courage he had before.

However, the offensive launched by the other party did not stop because of this, and then two stout men in black rushed up head-on, with the same sharp short knife in their hands, with a fierce aura on their faces, like wolves and tigers......

The martial arts of this group of people are much higher than those who attacked the palace last time, which can be seen at a glance just by the coherent connection between those moves, and after more than ten moves between those people and Yi Weiyi, they still have a calm breath, steady steps, and no drowsiness at all.

Yi Weiyi also knew it, and he secretly thought to himself: "Judging from the martial arts of these people, they are by no means ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and they can let a group of martial arts masters with outstanding martial arts work for themselves, what kind of characters are hidden behind this! Why do they repeatedly invade the Soul Palace? Could it be that they are also here for the secrets in the 'Xuanji Tu'?"

Yi Weiyi was thinking about the enemy at the same time, the opponent's offensive was extremely fast, and the murder was all some vicious and vicious tricks, the short knife was sharp, the muscles and bones were broken, and they were indestructible.

In an instant, the two sides had already passed dozens of moves, and Yi Weiyi also knew that the other party was the top master in the rivers and lakes, and if the stalemate continued, he would definitely suffer, so he said to Luo Yuemei, who was also fighting the side: "Mei'er, don't fall in love, quickly help Senior Ji go first!"

Listening to Yi Weiyi's words, Luo Yuemei swung her sword and slashed a man in black in front of her, and Ye Yidie escorted Ji Meijun to the palace gate, and after less than three steps, she was surrounded by six black-clothed men with knives.

Just when the fight was inseparable, suddenly, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and a figure jumped out of the ground, and a silver whip swam in the crowd like a spirit snake, and struck a sharp blow on the faces of the five people who besieged Luo Yuemei, leaving a crimson blood mark.

The man landed in front of Luo Yuemei, she saw the person's appearance clearly, and was so surprised that she almost screamed, it turned out that the person was actually Xing Wuwei, who was called "Xinglong Wuwei" by the people of the rivers and lakes.

Xing Wuxi's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Ji Meijun's body, like a raging flame, Ji Meijun dodged his hot gaze.

Xing Wuwei withdrew his gaze from Ji Meijun's body, shook the silver whip, and knocked on the top of the heads of the group of black-clothed people, Ye Yidie watched from the side, and suddenly remembered the matter of "divine protection", only to suddenly realize that the "god" he said was actually Xing Wuwei.

Thinking of Xing Wuwei, who was secretly in love with Ji Meijun, when he talked about Ji Meijun's shyness, Ye Yidie couldn't help laughing, before this, she had only seen the kind of love between her parents, life and death, but she never knew that love could be lonely and silent with each other.

At this time, Ye Yidie was still silent in her thoughts, and suddenly there was a scream of "ah" behind her, and Ji Meijun, who was standing behind her, fell to the ground suddenly, and when Ye Yidie looked back at Ji Meijun, she found that she was already lying on the ground, her face was pale with blood loss, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Ye Yidie panicked, and hurriedly rushed forward, hugged Ji Meijun, and kept shouting, "Aunt Ji!

At this time, Ji Meijun's face was already pale, Ye Yidie's hand was placed on Ji Meijun's back, a sticky feeling, and when she reached out, it was blood!

It turned out that Ji Meijun was stabbed in the back by a short knife, and the knife was stabbed into the back of the heart by a short knife by a person behind him, and the blood was like an infusion, soaking his clothes.

The short knife stabbed into the body, piercing through the heart, and it was too late to stop it! At this time, Luo Yuemei Jiao shouted, swung her sword and slashed, her hand rose and fell, and the sword fell and blood splashed, killing a bloody path, and the person who assassinated Ji Meijun was stabbed to death by Luo Yuemei, who was fighting with a sword on the side.

In addition to being angry, Luo Yuemei carried a sword, killed the two black-clothed men beside her, and also rushed to Ji Meijun's side, at this time Ji Meijun was already weak, and only a faint breath was suspended in her throat.

And Yi Weiyi and Xing Wuwei also injured the two men in black who were blocking in front of them, and retreated to Luo Yuemei, Ye Yidie, and Ji Meijun.

Seeing that Ji Meijun was already dying, Xing Wuwei picked up Ji Meijun and swept over the palace wall and flew into the deep forest.

Seeing this situation, Yi Weiyi hurriedly chased out, and Luo Yuemei also flew away with Ye Yidie, and the three of them followed the two of them.

Yi Weiyi, Luo Yuemei, and Ye Yidie followed Xing Wuqi, who was holding Ji Meijun, and stopped at a house on the left side of the Flowing Soul Palace, which was where Xing Wuwei lived, with trees and sky, it was a good place to live, but at this time it was already covered with sadness.

Xing Wuwei gently put Ji Meijun on the bed, and rummaged through his room like crazy, as if looking for something, while Yi Weiyi, Luo Yuemei, and Ye Yidie stood aside and watched quietly, with a sad look on their faces.

At this time, they could no longer find any effective way to persuade Xing Wuwei.

Suddenly, Xing Wuwei seemed to have found what he was looking for, he held a white flower porcelain medicine bottle in his hand, poured out two purple pills, put them in the palm of his hand, and took another glass of water and fed Ji Meijun to drink.

After a while, Ji Meijun slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw that Ji Meijun had woken up, Xing Wuqi hugged her and kept crying, very sad, like a child who had lost a toy.

Ji Meijun looked at Xing Wuwei who was crying like a child in her arms, she smiled, a calm smile hung on her face without a trace of blood, in her opinion, Xing Wuwei was too much like a child, perhaps, in love, Xing Wuwei was an innocent child.

Suddenly, Ji Meijun said eagerly: "Die'er, Die'er!"

She screamed hard, it was the last bit of strength she had.

Ye Yidie hurriedly came to Ji Meijun, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and said in a lost voice: "Aunt Ji, Aunt Ji, I'm here, I'm here!"

Ji Meijun held Ye Yidie's hand tightly, took out a carved jade order from his clothes, put it in Ye Yidie's hand, and said vigorously: "Die'er, the Soul Painting School is... I'll leave it to you, this is the palace order, you... You must... Want... Will... Carry it forward, this... So I ...... Just... You can laugh at Jiuquan. ”

After speaking, Ji Meijun glanced sadly at the heartbroken Xing Wuwei in front of her, with an indescribable guilt, her hands holding Ye Yidie gradually became relaxed, hanging down like broken dead branches, and there was no life from then on.

Ye Yidie held the palace jade order tightly in the palm of her hand, with tears in her eyes, she threw herself on Ji Meijun's body, crying bitterly, and her grief was indescribable for a while.

A man is gone, taking away the light and color, as if the whole world has lost all its color and has become pitch black.

At this time, Yi Weiyi and Luo Yuemei also had sad faces, they didn't want to see this very tragic scene, however, fate is so real, when it decides to take away something around you, it will be ruthless, and you have nothing to do, but it will not stop, difficult and easy, will pass quickly.

Xing Wuwei hugged Ji Meijun until nightfall before reluctantly putting her down, and buried her in the deep forest on the left side of the Flowing Soul Palace with Yi Weiyi, Luo Yuemei, and Ye Yidie against the nightfall, just in this jungle, Xing Wuwei and Ji Meijun were lonely and lonely for their respective loves, however, because of death, the two feelings finally found a place in common.

The cool breeze was blowing, the night was vast, and the placket of the clothes was blown by the wind, like a demon with teeth and claws, as if the demon that lived in the depths of his heart was about to be born and kill.

At this time, Xing Wuwei stared at the new grave, the twilight was sad, and he muttered, Wait for me, I'm coming.

Ye Yidie wanted to dissuade her, but she also wanted to stop talking, Yi Weiyi and Luo Yuemei were very worried about Xing Wuwei's situation, but they were also silent.

The birds that returned late in the distance let out a few sad cries, and the artistic conception was even more desolate and deserted.

Xing Wuwei glanced at the dim night sky sadly, let out a long howl, and the frightened jackdaw also screamed a few times sadly, as if singing harmony, the hovering goshawk still failed to get out of the circle drawn by fate.

He glanced at the sword in Yi Weiyi's hand, as if he wanted to use it to come but survived, at this time, death was such a happy relief for him!

However, he hesitated a little, he seemed to have something to worry about in his heart, he withdrew his gaze from the air, focused on Ye Yidie's body, stared at her, and said: "Die'er, since you have become the palace master of the Flowing Soul Palace, then I will pass on all the things I have learned all my life to you, and forget my last wish, now, you have to see it clearly." ”

After speaking, Xing Wuxian took a silver whip from his waist and waved it, the silver whip that was originally a dead thing suddenly came to life in Xing Wuqi's hands, like a dragon, swaying in the air, and the gusts of whip wind whistling past, shaking the surrounding trees rustling, and the three of them only felt that their ears were roaring, and their eyes were overwhelmed.

It is not easy for ordinary people to memorize these moves completely, but Ye Yidie is naturally smart and agile, and she can never forget it when she reads it once when she is a child.

Xing Wuwei handed over a silver whip in his hand to Ye Yidie's hand, and let her sit on the ground, transmitting all the internal force of his body to her.

After accepting Xing Wuwei's strong internal force, Ye Yidie suddenly felt light, and with a slight stomp of his feet, he floated several feet away, Ye Yidie was surprised by this wonderful change in his body, playing in the forest, Yi Weiyi and Luo Yuemei were also happy for Ye Yidie in their hearts, however, when they looked back at Xing Wuwei again, they found that he had lost his breath at some point.

The three of them were grief-stricken, and tearfully buried Xing Wuwei next to Ji Meijun's grave, and stopped in front of the grave for a long time, seeing that it was getting late, they dispersed.

The three of them returned to Xing Wuwei's residence, those quiet houses, and a mysterious firewood room.

After returning from the deep forest, the three of them were already physically and mentally exhausted after a day of travel, and were about to go back to their rooms to rest, but they heard a violent noise in their ears, which seemed to come from a mysterious and untouchable firewood room in the mouth of Xing Wuwei.

The three of them didn't want to pay attention to those sounds, fatigue could indeed offset some of their curiosity, but unexpectedly, the noise became louder and louder, and the strong curiosity was awakened, and the three of them walked quickly towards the firewood room.

The three of them stopped outside the door of the firewood room, listening carefully to the movement in the firewood room, and the sound of rustling came from time to time in the room, and sometimes it turned into the sound of people struggling.

However, even though it was outside the door, only separated by a layer of window paper, it was still impossible to accurately determine what was hidden in the firewood room.

Luo Yuemei has always been a straightforward image of a heroine, and her personality is indeed bold, fast talking, she can't hide her heart in her heart, and her actions can't stop her actions, where can she endure such a vague and restrained style, she pushed open the door and walked in quickly, however, she was soon stunned by the scene presented in front of her eyes.

Seeing that Luo Yuemei impulsively pushed open the door and entered the door, Yi Weiyi and Ye Yidie also followed closely and entered the firewood room.

A small, simple firewood room was crowded with people, everyone was in a trance, as if they had lost their minds, unable to move, as if they were caught in the acupoint, and the three of them looked at the costumes of the group of people in the firewood room, and they were so surprised that they were about to cry out.

It turned out that the group of people were all dressed in black, no different from the two attacks on the Flowing Soul Palace, at this time, the hearts of the three of them were very confused, why did they appear here? Who are they? What is the real purpose of their repeated attacks on the Flowing Soul Palace?

The same question surged in the hearts of the three of them like a raging wave, Yi Weiyi walked forward to carefully inspect the man in black who was closest to him, and found that there was a red blood mark on the back of his right hand and hand, Yi Weiyi looked at several people around him one after another, and they all had the same blood mark on the back of their right hand and hand.

He suddenly remembered the scene when Xing Wuqi injured everyone with a silver whip, and he understood a little in his heart, knowing that these people must have been captured by Xing Wuqi and imprisoned here.

Seeing that the people who were locked in the firewood room had gloomy eyes and couldn't move, Yi Weiyi was curious, but for some reason, his dazed and sleepy look was completely written on his face.

At this time, Luo Yuemei also came to Yi Weiyi's side, she took a few steps forward, leaned down, and went to check the situation of that group of people.

Luo Yuemei inspected their pulses and found that their pulses were chaotic and their breath was not smooth, seeing this scene, her face was different, and she vaguely noticed something.

Soon, she fell into deep thought, her brows were tightly locked, and Ye Yidie on the side couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" Sister Luo, is there anything wrong?"

After Ye Yidie's question, after a long time, Luo Yuemei Fang woke up from her daze, she sighed, and then said: "Their pulses are chaotic, their breath is not smooth, and it seems that they have been sealed in a certain big point on their bodies. ”

Yi Weiyi was also thinking about this matter, and when she heard Luo Yuemei say this, she hurriedly asked, "Mei'er, do you know that it is the big hole in the body?"

Luo Yuemei stared at the man in black in front of her, as if she was thinking about something, and suddenly a light flashed in her eyes, and she said happily: "I know, it's Baihui acupoint, yes, it's Baihui acupoint!"

"Baihui Acupoint!" Yi Weiyi and Ye Yidie said in unison, their tones full of surprise.

Luo Yuemei nodded and said firmly: "Yes, it is the Baihui acupoint, it is the most important acupoint on the human body, it is the most important acupoint for the human body, and the meridians of the human body will be in this acupoint, so it is called Baihui." This acupoint is the lifeline of the human body, and the person who points the acupoint and solves the acupoint must have a wonderful acupoint making technique, with superb internal strength and mental method, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, and if you are not careful, you will be placed in a place of no return. ”

Hearing this, Yi Weiyi was anxious to know the true identity and purpose of this group of people, and asked, "Then how can we unlock the Baihui Acupoint?"

This question stumped Luo Yuemei, who has always been smart and clever, even she didn't know how to unlock the Baihui acupoint, although she knew the location of the Baihui acupoint, but her internal force cultivation was not enough, she fell into meditation, she was silent for a while, when her eyes suddenly met Yi Weiyi, she seemed to think of something, slender jade pointed at Yi Weiyi, and said: "Brother Yi, although I know the method of solving the acupoint, but the internal force cultivation is not enough, you have practiced "Ling'er Jiayin" and "Dragon Elephant Prajna Heart Method" Two very different internal skills have cultivated a strong internal force, or we will work together to see if we can unlock their acupoints. ”

Yi Weiyi nodded and agreed, it seemed that he had never considered the consequences if he failed, under Luo Yuemei's guidance, Yi Weiyi unlocked the Baihui acupoint for the man in black who was closest to him.

Gradually, the man in black's dead face regained its brilliance, and his wandering dim eyes began to brighten.

Yi Weiyi stepped forward and found that the person's Baihui acupoint had really been lifted, Yi Weiyi wanted to solve the acupoint for others, but was dissuaded by Luo Yuemei.

"Brother Yi, wait, let's ask them about the details first, and then decide whether to solve the acupoints for them, if they are our enemies, we will solve the acupoints for them, and the consequences will be difficult to manage. ”

After listening to Luo Yuemei's words, seeing that Ye Yidie also agreed, Yi Weiyi also accepted Luo Yuemei's idea, he took a step forward, approached the man in black, stared at him, and asked, "Who are you, why did you besiege the Soul Palace repeatedly, and what is your purpose?"

Yi Weiyi asked three questions in a row, wanting to find out the truth of the matter very quickly, but unexpectedly, the man in black didn't buy his account, and said coldly: "Now that it is in your hands, I have nothing to say, and I want to ask something from us, but there is no door." ”

After speaking, the man in black got up suddenly, showed a short knife, and slashed a few times, and the ground was full of ground, and the more than ten men in black who were trapped here all fell to the ground and died.

What a terrible organization at this time, their way of keeping secrets was so cruel, thinking of this, Yi Weiyi couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and a piercing chill hit him.

Soon, the small firewood room was filled with the smell of blood, and the corpses lying on the ground created visual chaos, and the three of them walked away in disgust, they couldn't solve the complicated mysteries, but they didn't want to stop there, because life is an irresistible advance, and those who swear to resist and obey their orders have no good end.

The night sank, the darkness finally came, the dark clouds also gathered, and the wind and clouds were surging only the fickle weather, as well as the easy-to-change rivers and mountains and confused hearts. (To be continued.) )