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Anyang, Yanxia Villa.

Although last night was the big day for the head of the Ye family, on the first day of the wedding, the whole villa was immersed in a gloomy atmosphere. Everything is because of the shocking change last night.

In the Broken Sword Tomb, a terrible scene occurred.

Early in the morning, Ye Qiuqi sat in the hall of the villa's hospitality, of course, the people who had nothing to do with the Xiuzhen realm had been properly arranged, including Su Xiaoyan, who was the bride last night, was also persuaded by him and did not participate in today's meeting. Therefore, there are only a few people in a huge hall.

"In the Broken Sword Tomb, a fierce confrontation has been experienced. Judging from the traces left behind, it is confirmed that there is a Jade Sword Sect cultivation, as well as a little demonic aura. What's even more suspicious is that among the ruins, there is a rare aura of cultivation, like all that is in the Valley of Freedom, and at the same time there is a terrifying evil aura. ”

An elder from the Ye family who rushed to the Broken Sword Tomb to investigate last night said slowly, and finally settled down and looked at everyone in the hall, "If it is expected, it is the Qin Demon of the Underworld Sect, and he is drunk." ”

"Is there anyone else at the scene?"

Shangguan Yao asked, as the representative of the Fuxi Sect appointed by Jing Xuzi, she was also in this hall.

"Nope. ”

A disciple of the Confucian Garden replied, "When we rushed there last night, the Broken Sword Tomb was already empty. But you can't imagine what an earth-shattering confrontation took place there. ”

As he spoke, there was still a bit of horror on this disciple's face.

"Hoo ......"

Hearing this, Ye Qiuqi, who was on the main seat, breathed a long sigh of relief.

When he heard the name of the Jade Sword Sect, he had some vague guesses in his heart, and he was even more worried. Liu Shenyan suddenly disappeared at the wedding last night, and it is unspeakable, it is related to the change of the Broken Sword Tomb.

Don't have an accident!

"Head of the house!"

Suddenly, a servant of the Ye family hurriedly came from outside the door, and he didn't care about the current situation, he only bowed and saluted, and hurriedly said: "Lin Zixuan of Yijian Pavilion came here and said that there is something important to report. ”

"Ask her to come in. ”

Ye Qiuqi replied.

Suddenly, there was some inexplicable sigh in my heart. Originally, out of courtesy, he barely had some friendship, and he also handed Lin Zixuan an invitation to the wedding, but the other party politely refused and did not attend. Who would have thought that she would have to come anyway...... It's just that after these things happened.

Immediately, Lin Zixuan was still wearing green clothes and walked into the hall vigorously.

Ye Qiuqi didn't have much courtesy for his peers, and as soon as he came in, he ordered the disciple of the Confucian Garden: "Sort out all the information about the Broken Sword Tomb and immediately send it to the master." ”

After that, she glanced at Ye Qiuqi, and then looked around at everyone in the hall.

Finally, a sentence that shocked everyone present slowly came out of her mouth:

"The latest information, last night, the Dark Gate invaded the Jade Sword Sect!"

......

Winter is getting closer.

On the land of Changzhou in the western corner of the Central Plains, it is even more cold.

Between the mountains near the western Xinjiang, there is a unique atmosphere of winter, the north wind is cold, and the trees are desolate, unlike the hinterland of the Central Plains, the climate here is getting colder and colder.

On this day, it seems to have been extremely cold.

On the once magnificent Jade Sword Peak, at this time it is already a ruined wall, more than half of the buildings on the mountain have been destroyed, and the blood stains on the bluestone all over the ground have not yet had time to be cleaned, and it is a dilapidated scene. However, fortunately, under the sudden attack of the Dark Gate, the Jade Sword Sect survived this catastrophe.

The disciples who went out to take refuge have returned one after another to rebuild the sect, and they barely have a bit of a glorious appearance.

Only, the desolation on everyone's faces lingered.

In front of the main hall of the sect that was being cleaned up, a woman with a rather advanced cultivation, Xu was an elder of the Jade Sword Sect, and was discussing with several disciples. In the cold wind, several people's hair was scattered, which made people feel compassion.

"If it weren't for the Holy Witch Cult...... Alas!"

The elder said, but he interrupted himself, who would have thought that the one who would help them through the calamity would be the Holy Witch Sect, which was not tolerated by the Central Plains Righteous Path? What's more, in the many actions that besieged Qingying Mountain, her Jade Sword Sect was also among them, and she attacked this neighbor of her own many times.

If that Qin Chuan was still there, she would have figured out the reason. But now that it is rumored that Qin Chuan is dead in the Central Plains, how can the ruthless Holy Witch Sect Leader A Luo Ye in the center of the rumor help?

Thinking about it, the elder actually blamed himself a little.

"Xiaoxiao, on behalf of my Jade Sword Sect, go to the Qingming Mountain to say thank you. ”

She suddenly said to one of the rather young disciples. The change the night before was too sudden, and those people from the Western Frontier left in a hurry after quitting the Demon Sect, and they didn't have time to thank them. Now that two days had passed, and she hadn't waited for the sect master to return, she thought that it was time to go to the Qingying Mountain to express her gratitude.

...... If Arroye was willing to accept them.

"Huh?"

However, the woman named "Xiaoxiao" immediately spoke, as if she was a little unwilling, and she didn't know whether she felt guilty in her heart, or felt that the Qingming Mountain was like a tiger's den in Longtan, so she only heard her say:

"If you don't wait for Senior Sister Liu to come and let her go, I don't dare to go. ”

"Fooling around ......"

Hearing this, the elder was about to scold, but suddenly, he stopped, turned around and looked at the place. Seeing this, all the disciples also looked in the direction of the sky.

The skyline is a little vast.

I don't know when it started, and the snow slowly fell.

A little bit, a little bit, falling down, but it is so poignant.

I saw two figures flying from the distance from the sword, it was their next sect master, Liu Shenyan, and ...... There is another one, it is actually Qin Chuan! No, all of a sudden, everyone's faces sank, but they finally saw clearly, at this time, Liu Shenyan, who had a sad face, was still holding a cold body in his arms.

Dressed in white, it has long been stained with blood, and it is extremely red.

It seems to form a stark contrast with the white snowflakes floating in the sky.

In this way, it was reflected in the eyes of every disciple of the Jade Sword Sect, and it pierced even more deeply, piercing into the hearts of each of them. It was their master, the sect master of the Jade Sword Sect, the Jade Sword Immortal.

Jade Sword Immortal ......

So, has it fallen?

......

Heavy snow.

In less than half an hour, it was already white.

Qingming Mountain stands between the mountains, echoing with the Jade Sword Peak on the other side. But they were all covered with snow, looking down on all beings alone, between heaven and earth, like a glimpse of a frightening shadow.

"I'm sorry, but my Holy Witch Sect is not entertaining guests for the time being. ”

Luo Wolf was dressed in a robe, and in front of the mountain gate, he politely refused the visit of a disciple of the Jade Sword Sect named "Li Xiaoxiao". He naturally knew what the other party's intention was, and he also had some sympathy for the Jade Sword Sect's recent encounters in his heart. It's just that the current Qingying Mountain really can't allow any "outsiders" to enter.

Even, including Qin Chuan.

"Tell your sect master that we have received the intention of the Jade Sword Sect, but we really can't entertain guests at this time. ”

Luo Wolf repeated, looking at the girl in front of him, who should only be seventeen or eighteen years old, standing in the cold wind in the heavy snow, he always felt a little uncomfortable. Moreover, from the other party's expression, he actually saw an indescribable bitterness. Especially, when I mentioned the other party's sect master.

However, Luo Wolf didn't think much about it.

Just looking at Li Xiaoxiao's back back to Jade Sword Peak, he couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately, he slowly walked back to the Qingming Mountain.

......

Temple of the Witches.

Luo Wolf pushed open the door of the temple and slowly took off his snow-covered robe, but under the eyes of many Western priests in the hall, he took a few steps forward and knelt under the statue of the witch god in the hall.

The same was true of him, Sanna, Shaon, and all of Aroya's cronies.

And at the forefront, Aroye was dressed in a thin group dress, kneeling on his knees, closing his eyes and not speaking.

"The Holy Witch Sect Leader Aroye is good at practicing corpse poison forbidden arts, which is the first felony in my sect. In the near future, I will return to the Witch God Mausoleum with me to accept the judgment of the Witch God, and how to judge it will be left to him to decide on a later day. ”

Under the statue of the witch god, Samu was dressed in a black robe, looking at the rest of the people in the hall coldly and mercilessly. At the end, he glanced at the Luo Wolf in the temple again, and continued to preach: "Luo Wolf, the leader of the witch guard, the deputy leader Sha'ang, the Thousand Butterfly Envoy Sanna, and the related people, if they don't report it, they will be regarded as the same crime and brought back to the Western Xinjiang for treatment. ”

After that, the people of Aroye knelt and bowed their heads, without justification.

Perhaps, Aroye already knew the result today, and even let her take the initiative to confess, it was just a deal with Samu. At least, if she wanted to escape, Samu might not be able to keep her.

Thinking about it, Aroye took a deep breath and suddenly smiled faintly.

She has no regrets.

"Lord Priest!"

Suddenly, the priest of Qingying Mountain, who was accompanied by the verdict, couldn't help but call, glanced at the few people kneeling with some pity, gritted his teeth, and finally said:

"Although the sect leader has practiced the forbidden art, he has never performed it, and I hope that the priests will be lenient. And if Commander Luo Wolf and Lord Sanna both return to the Western Frontier with you, then what should I do in Qingming Mountain?"

“......”

Hearing this, Samu's cold gaze glanced at the man.

He also knew that Aroya was a clever man, and almost all of the current Holy Witch Cult were her cronies, and they all swore to follow her to the death. Otherwise, he would not have gone to the Central Plains in this land of right and wrong. However, Samu stared at the priest without saying a word, but made the priest shut his mouth alive.

Immediately afterward, he left without looking back.

"Leader ......"

After Desamu left, Luo Wolf slowly stood up and couldn't help but call softly.

"Do you really want to return to the West with him?"

Sanna also asked, not understanding why Arroye had made such a decision. As far as she knew, if Aroye didn't want to go back, Samu wouldn't have the slightest choice unless all the priests of the Witch God Mausoleum were dispatched. Not to mention the terrifying corpse poison forbidden technique, behind Qin Chuan, who Luo Ye relied on, there was an unfathomable dustless son.

In the western Xinjiang, there may be nothing that can be done, but in the Central Plains, it may not be.

The man in black who came with Wuchenzi that day made the Holy Witch Sect tremble deeply. The ghost valley is dead, such a person, Wuchenzi may not only get acquainted with one.

But why did Aroye give up his resistance?

"Needless to say. ”

Arroye stood up, unable to see what his expression was. She didn't say much to everyone, but slowly took a paper umbrella, braved the goose-feather snow outside, and left the temple:

"I've got my own measure. ”