The cold son of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

It turned out that I was not a powerful person, but an ordinary person. I just used witchcraft too much, but I turned out to be so weak, even weaker than a person without martial arts. Can I persist?Some people have said that revenge is not the only way to get rid of hatred, but if you don't even take revenge, how can you live?I don't even have the faith to survive.

In the middle of the night, I slightly opened my eyes and looked at the roof. There was nothing at first, but as long as you look carefully, you will find that there are many stars appearing here. This is the unique talent of the Yin Yang family. In other words, I can also be regarded as a member of the Yinyang family. In fact, the predecessor of the Wu family should be the Yinyang family or Shushan, but I have never been willing to admit it.

Perhaps, blinding oneself is the real disguise.How should I deceive myself?Is it to deceive the heart or to deceive the face?

"Zixuan, you still haven't woken up?" Zhang Liang walked in, I quickly closed my eyes and started to pretend to be dizzy. "Well, it's been a long time." Shaoyu sighed, saying that, Mo Xuan's injury was really serious.

"What are you guys talking about?" Tianming opened his hazy eyes and rubbed them, but the scene in front of him was still vague. "Go to sleep." Shaoyu covered him with a quilt, it was useless for this person to wake up.Oh, Tianming nodded and continued to sleep.

"Third Master, have you found Zilan?" Shaoyu poured Zhang Liang a glass of water and sat down. "No, I've searched the entire Confucian school, and I haven't found that box." Zhang Liang took a sip of water and sighed.

"How is it possible?" Shaoyu was a little confused, standing with his arms crossed and looking outside. "Is there a secret room?" Zhang Liang can only pin his hope on the secret room, after all, Zilan is a Confucian disciple.

"Maybe." Shaoyu didn't know what to say, so he could only say maybe.

"Yue'er, don't go...don't go, okay?" Tianming suddenly moved, his hands were waving wildly, and he actually dreamed of Yue'er in his dream. "Yue'er, I will learn martial arts well. I want to save... save you." After speaking, he turned his head and fell asleep again.

"This kid." Shaoyu glanced at him and shook his head helplessly.

Moon?Maybe Tianming is really thinking about Yue'er, so what can I do to help him?Suddenly, I opened my eyes, sat up, and took out a sword manual from under my pillow. This is the sword manual of 'Eighteen Shocking Swords'. I want to pass it on to Tianming, but Tianming can only Start with the basics of all martial arts.

Tianming's talent is good, but he is lazy and unwilling to learn. I put the sword manual back and continued to sleep.

After a while, I fell asleep and went to play chess with Duke Zhou.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a shout from outside. I sat up quickly and looked outside. "What happened?" Shaoyu and Tianming also woke up. "Go out and have a look." I took a coat and put it on and went out.

"Third Master, what's the matter?" I saw Zhang Liang standing in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and a small house over there was on fire. The fire was strange. "It's on fire." Zhang Liang looked at the small house over there. Why did the fire come so suddenly?

It caught fire in less than a day, which is really weird. "Third Master, Zilan should be inside." I guessed it just now, and it should be there. There are not so many coincidences in the world.

"Then, what should we do?" Zhang Liang was very anxious. Now that the fire is getting bigger and bigger, no one can go in at all. How can we save people?

Shaoyu and Tianming came out from inside, carrying a large box with flames on their backs. "Zilan." Zhang Liang extinguished the flames with his clothes, and then pulled Zilan out. Fortunately, he just fell into a coma and was fine.

"Three...Third Master." He opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Liang, "Why am I here?" He looked around, it was full of people. "Zilan, are you okay?" Zhang Liang looked at him, as if there was nothing wrong.

No, Zilan shook his head.