The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

After fasting for ten days, Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi can set off for Jiaoshan.Nao Baijin was injured and his vitality was greatly damaged, so he could no longer carry his master on his back for a long journey. This huge monster wolf transformed itself into a cub, the one the size of a palm, and put it in Nangongsi's quiver. A fluffy head came out.

Mo Ran sent the two to the gate of the mountain, touched the mane of the horse beside him, and said with a smile: "The road to the mountain is far away, and the sword is exhausting. These two horses are sent to you. They grew up eating spiritual grass. Traveling thousands of miles a day, although not as powerful as Nao Baijin, it is still passable."

Nangong Si thanked Mo Ran, got on the horse with Ye Wangxi, bowed his head and cupped his fists and said: "Thank you, Brother Mo, you don't need to send it away again, there will be a period later."

"Well, be careful along the way."

He stood at the gate of the mountain, watching Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi's figures drift away, and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a crisp sound from the woods on the left, as if a dead branch broke and fell to the ground.

"Meow..."

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered: "Cat?"

On the other side, Ye Wangxi and Nan Gongsi walked side by side, and went down the mountain gate.There is still a desolate path to go from the summit of death and life to the town of impermanence. The sun shines from the mottled and lush branches and leaves, and the horseshoe tramples, trampling those fragmented rays of light into specks of dust and smoke.

Nangong Si looked sideways at Ye Wangxi, and was about to say something, when Naubaijin, who had already got back into his quiver, poked his head out, revealing two snow-white and gold front paws, "Aw——— "The ground howled twice.Nangong Si was startled, he reined in the horse's bridle suddenly, and said, "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, the torrential rain of nails came from all directions, the steed neighed, and Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi pulled out their swords almost at the same time. One left and one right swept up, Nangong Sijian danced on the left, and Ye Wangxi sword danced on the right. After the tinkling sound, the poisonous pear blossom needles fell one after another, and then Ye Wangxi raised his hand, Throwing the talisman paper, the barrier flew out, trapping the two of them.

Nangong Si said sharply: "Who?!"

The sun was dim, but it was not obscured by clouds, but a man stood alone on a slender branch. He had a wide robe and long sleeves, and his beard and hair were flying. He stood against the light and stared down with hatred——

The cousin of the former head of the Jiangdong Hall, Huang Xiaoyue.

He stood on the branch with a blunt fairy wind, and did not make a sound, but stared at Ye Wangxi's face coldly. Then, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and more than a hundred Jiangdongtang disciples walked out of the forest When they came out, all of them had bright red forehead rings on their heads, and they were all elite disciples of Jiangdong Hall.

Huang Xiaoyue twitched her beard and said, "You two, are you comfortable staying at the summit of death and life? I hid in there for ten days and ten nights before coming out. I really made the old man wait for a long time."

Nangong Si was furious: "Huang Xiaoyue, why is it you again?!"

"What's wrong with me?" Huang Xiaoyue said coldly, "You are well aware of the enmity between Jiang Dongtang and Confucianism."

Nangong Si gritted her teeth and said: "From Linyi to Shuzhong, I repelled four attacks from your sect, and you still pursued them? What kind of enmity, do you have no end? Xu Shuanglin knows that your sister-in-law killed your brother over and over again. Come and argue with us, what's your face!"

"Face? The old man thinks that the young master is really shameless." Huang Xiaoyue said darkly, "It is clear that your Confucianism has hurt my Jiangdong Hall's vitality and collapsed. Do you dare to deny it?"

Ye Wangxi said: "Even if your Excellency wants to seek revenge with the Confucian School, you should deal with it in a fair and fair manner. What kind of behavior is it that you are doing assassination right now?"

"Shut up. When a man talks, it's not your turn to be a girl." Huang Xiaoyue flicked his sleeves, "Don't think that your bastard raised you as a man, you are really a man. A yellow-haired girl will always be a yellow-haired girl, women should be there Cooking in the kitchen, you are a woman, what right do you have to come out and show off in front of this old man?"

Nangong Si said angrily: "Huang Xiaoyue, please be reasonable!"

"That's very good, the old man will explain the truth to you and calculate the total account." After Huang Xiaoyue said, she nodded the Nangong Si and said solemnly: "Your father caressed a married woman in vain, and instigated that poisonous woman Poisoned my own younger brother, seized power and usurped the throne. As for the one next to you—”

He nodded Ye Wangxi again: "She is the daughter of a beast, and her adoptive father disclosed my Jiangdongtang's private affairs to the world, which damaged my Jiangdongtang's great reputation. Today, the old man personally led the leaders of our sect to intercept you Waiting for Xiaoxiao is to repay Jiangdong Hall and justice to the world!"

He waved his hand and landed, and the hundred disciples who were eyeing tigers immediately rushed up and attacked them. Unexpectedly, just as he sprang out from the forest, a burst of flames suddenly fell from the sky, violently pulling away the wind, and threw those disciples away with a single blow. Outside the foot.

Nangong Si was startled and said, "Brother Mo?"

The person who came was Mo Ran. He held willow vines and stood on the top of a tree opposite Huang Xiaoyue, staring at him coldly.

Huang Xiaoyue didn't expect Mo Ran to appear, and her face instantly became ugly. After a while, she touched her mouth and said slowly, "Why is Master Mo interested in coming down the mountain to watch this excitement?"

"Then you should ask the master's disciples why they hide in the woods and meow like cats instead of being good people."

Huang Xiaoyue's face was very gloomy, and his face was almost exactly the same as his surname. He said in a daze, "What does Grandmaster mean by that?"

"I should ask Senior Huang this sentence." Mo Ran said, "In the realm of my life and death, the guests who attacked me, Senior Huang thinks my mountain gate is too clean and tidy, and wants to sprinkle some blood on the ground Is it?"

"Since I'm out of the mountain gate, it's not up to the nobles to take care of me. I avenge my dead brother, and I don't need Master Mo to speak up!"

Mo Ran said: "Senior Huang is right, personal grievances, out of the mountain gate, really do not belong to the top of death and life."

Huang Xiaoyue snorted coldly: "Then the grand master still doesn't get out of the way?"

Mo Ran didn't let it go, the ghost's blood was even worse, the willow leaves on the top were almost red into a string of blood beads, he said: "But what if I want to take care of it myself?"

"you--!"

Huang Xiaoyue will not know Mo Ran's strength, but he will not be reconciled if he does not avenge his blood, so he can only angrily threaten: "Master Mo, are you going to be an enemy of my Jiang Dongtang?"

"I don't mean that. I just want my distinguished guests to leave Shuzhong safely. As for whether Jiangdong Hall stops me or Jiangxi Hall stops me, it doesn't matter."

Huang Xiaoyue narrowed her eyes, and the hatred in her brown eyes could almost turn into a tangible fire, burning Mo Ran and the green cypress he was standing on to ashes.

"Are you determined to cover up the remnants of these two Confucian schools?"

"What do you say about the remnants?" Mo Ran asked coldly, "I ask seniors, Jiang Dongtang regrets, how much Miss Ye and Mr. Nangong participated in."

"..."

"Did it plan the internal change of Jiangdongtang? Or did it shake out the scandal of Jiangdongtang?" Mo Ran looked at Huang Xiaoyue, "Did he kill the former head, or did he intentionally participate in the murder of Lingdi?"

"But so what!" Huang Xiaoyue said angrily, "Father's debt is paid by son! It's only right and proper!"

"It's a matter of course." Mo Ran said lightly, "Okay, I don't think I need to reason with Senior Huang, let's talk about weapons, let's make a move."

Huang Xiaoyue was extremely angry and shouted angrily: "Mo Weiyu! You are so unreasonable!!"

"Interesting, who is the unreasonable one?" At this time, another voice came from the front of the mountain path, with an aggressive tone.Xue Meng walked out of the forest slowly holding Dragon City, the handle of the knife was cold and sharp, and when the sun shone, it was so piercing that people could barely open their eyes.

"Calling and drinking in front of my house, and killing people, Jiang Dongtang died as if he was the pinnacle of life and death? Are you looking for death?"

If Mo Ran was the only person in the previous episode, although Huang Xiaoyue couldn't beat him, with the large number of people, he might be able to take off Mo Ran and take the opportunity to kill the enemy. Who doesn't know the fierceness of the dragon city in the hands of the proud son of heaven who won the first place in the Lingshan Conference?

Both brothers appeared in front of the mountain gate at this moment, wanting to protect Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi's lives, no matter how hard Huang Xiaoyue tried, she would never find a chance to take advantage of the loopholes.

When Mo Ran saw Xue Meng coming, his face became dignified, and he said to Xue Meng, "Go back."

"let me help you--"

"This matter has nothing to do with the peak of death and life. It is my selfish help, so don't interfere." Mo Ran frowned, wondering if this brother is stupid?Although Jiangdongtang's strength is no longer there, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and it is still one of the nine schools of Shangxiu. Moreover, the niece of the old hallmaster of Jiangdongtang and the senior brother of Huohuang Pavilion are Taoist couples and married. .If Xue Meng came out to help, it would be obvious that in the name of death and life, he would tear his face with the two major sects of cultivation.

Never do that.

The ink burned: "Go back quickly."

But Xue Meng's mind is simple, and he doesn't understand the subtle differences at all. Instead, he was annoyed that Mo Ran didn't want his help. Xue, with an extremely beautiful appearance and a pipa on her back, is a fairy girl from Kunlun's Snow Palace.

"Urgent report! Urgent report—!" The fairy girl frowned, and shouted loudly as she rode on the whip.

Unexpectedly, the dust was flying, and when she turned a corner, she saw such a tense scene at the foot of the mountain. She reined in abruptly, froze for a moment, and sat on the horse's back, blinking blankly.

"Urgent—uh...what are you...doing?"

Because the female messenger from the Kunlun Snow Palace arrived suddenly, the fight between Mo Ran and Huang Xiaoyue failed, but Huang Xiaoyue was invited to the peak of life and death by Xue Zhengyong, and Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si were also called back together. two people.

The fairy girl from the Snow Palace stood in the Danxin Hall, with her red lips parted, she made a salute, and then said:

"Urgent report, Xu Shuanglin has disappeared."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wangxi's face changed suddenly, and all blood disappeared instantly.

The fairy aunt said: "I sent more than ten thousand jade butterflies to the house to trace Xu Shuanglin's traces. I finally returned two of them this morning. I found out that there was a strange magic spell near Huangshan Mountain. The palace master guessed that Xu Shuanglin should be hiding here. Special orders I will rush to the various sects to report urgently to discuss future strategies."

Xue Zhengyi was surprised and delighted: "I found it?"

Xiangu said: "I can't be sure, but Yudie reported that the bloody atmosphere around Huangshan has been faintly lingering recently, and it lingers all day long. There has been a vision, and it should be almost inseparable."

Xue Zhengyong jumped up: "Okay! Now that you have clues, don't delay any longer. The speed of your soldiers is very high. What do you mean by the Palace Master?"

"The palace lord and the head of the sect have the same opinion, and she also thinks it's not too late, and she should go there earlier to find out."

"Great!" Xue Zhengyi turned his head and said to Huang Xiaoyue, "Master Huang, why not go together? If Xu Shuanglin, the culprit, is successfully captured this time, revenge for killing my brother can be avenged."

Huang Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat. He knew very well that the chance of him killing Xu Shuanglin was very slim, and the so-called revenge was just a cover.

In fact, how much does his brother's death have anything to do with Nangong Siye Wangxi, the two juniors?

He shouted the slogan of revenge for his younger brother, but he had other shrewd calculations in his stomach-you must know that Jiang Dongtang's strength has declined after this catastrophe, and he has long heard that the Confucianism School hides rich treasures, so he planned I want to catch Ye Wangxi and Nan Gongsi at once, and force them to spit out their ancestral shadows and use them for their own use.

Huang Xiaoyue clenched her palms under the sleeves of her robe suddenly, weighed it for a while, and dryly squeezed out a shrunken orange-like, yellow-brown smile, and said: "It is not known whether Xu Shuanglin is on Mount Huang, let alone Jiang Dongtang and Confucianism. The beams of the Fengmen have been forged, and this is not my personal enmity, it is a matter of the sect's face, and it must be settled properly."

"That's right." Xue Zhengyong said, "Then first seek Xu Shuanglin to avenge his personal revenge, and then find Confucianism to settle the grudge?"

"Master Xue's words are interesting. The Confucianism School is now a piece of scorched earth. Where do you want me to settle accounts?"

"I don't know, I have to ask Taoist Huang himself." Xue Zhengyong said with a smile, "Why is there only bricks and tiles left in the Confucian school, and the Taoist is still in a hurry to kill the two younger generations."

"You—!" Huang Xiaoyue flicked her sleeves with a serious expression, and shouted, "This is Huang's private matter."

Xue Meng smiled and said: "I just said that it is a sect's face, it is a big matter, and now it has become a private matter again. Jiang Dongtang is one of the nine sects in the cultivation world. How can you act so casually?"

Huang Xiaoyue knew she was wrong, but she didn't know how to defend herself, so she simply didn't speak.He gave Xue Zhengyong a hard look, waved his sleeves, and led a group of Jiangdongmen disciples out of the gate of the Peak of Death and Life aggressively, taking the lead and heading towards Mount Huang with his sword.

Ye Wangxi was extremely apologetic, and said to Xue Zhengyong: "Master Xue, I'm really sorry, we—"

"The chicks enter the net, and the Orion will not kill them." Watching Jiang Dongtang's people go away, the smile on Xue Zhengyi's face gradually disappeared, his eyes became cold, and he said: "Jiang Dongtang is deceiving people too much. "

He looked at the sky outside the main hall, his eyebrows were lowered, and there was a faint crease in the middle. After a long while, he sighed: "Let's go to Huangshan."

Mount Huangshan is far away, and everyone chooses to walk with the sword.When they arrived at Huangshan Mountain, a large group of monks had already gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the other nine sects of the cultivation world had already arrived, with blurred faces coming and going, busy like crucian carp crossing a river, But I don't know what I'm busy with.

Chu Wanning was the first to come down from Yujian. When he came down, his steps were slightly unstable, and his face was very pale. Fortunately, he had a white face and no good color, and others didn't seem to see anything It's strange, but Mo Ran noticed it.He walked over, and while no one was paying attention, he gently rubbed the back of Chu Wanning's hand.

"Master, you fly very well."

"Ok?"

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Really."

Chu Wanning coughed lightly and turned his eyes away.

Looking up, there is indeed a backlog of miasma and evil energy that is almost visible to the naked eye on the top of Huangshan Mountain. The other eight masters have arrived and are standing at the very front of the mountain, in front of a sky-reaching barrier, raising their hands to infuse it. Lingli, Xue Zhengyi also rushed over to help immediately.

The people at the peak of death and life arrived one after another. After a while, Xue Meng also arrived. He landed firmly beside the two of them. When he saw the situation in front of him, he immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing? Why don't you go up the mountain?" ?”

When Mo Ran saw him coming, he explained to him: "It's not that I can't go up, but I can't go up."

Xue Meng was quite confused: "Why?"

Chu Wanning said: "Huangshan Mountain is one of the four evil mountains in the cultivation world. This mountain is very strange and it is not so easy to break into it.

Xue Meng was a little surprised: "I only know that there are four great holy mountains. Are there still four great evil mountains? Which four are they?"

Chu Wanning said: "Jiaoshan, Jiashan——"

Xue Meng was taken aback: "Fake mountain?"

"...Armor of Xuanwu."

"Oh, oh." Xue Meng blushed, "Yeah."

"Liaoshan, and the one in front of me, Huangshan."

Chu Wanning paused, and then said, "This is the bloody past of the cultivation world, and it is rarely mentioned now. Only by reading some complicated books, can I read the records about the four evil mountains. "

"Then why is there such a thing as an evil mountain?"

Chu Wanning didn't answer directly, but asked Xue Meng: "Do you still remember the past of the first head of the Confucian Fengmen who surrendered the evil Jiao?"

"Remember." Xue Meng said, "There is an evil dragon in the East China Sea. He defeated the evil dragon and sealed it into the Golden Drum Pagoda. Then he signed a blood contract with the dragon to make it his own. After the death of the first head of the Confucianism School, the evil Jiao entrenched turned into hills, dragon tendons became mantle, dragon blood became rivers, keel bones became rocks, and dragon armor became trees. This mountain has guarded the tombs of Confucian disciples for generations, so it is named a hero. Tomb, also known as Jiaoshan."

Chu Wanning nodded: "Yes, so Jiaoshan is transformed by the evil spirit of Qinglong. You all know that the four stars of Ruishou are Qinglong Suzaku and White Tiger Xuanwu, but under these four stars, evil heirs will also be born, making trouble everywhere. "

Xue Meng slowly understood: "So, the remaining few, like Jiaoshan, were formed by the spirits of evil beasts?"

"Ah."

Xue Meng said: "Then Huangshan is... is it Suzaku?"

He suddenly raised his head to look at the monster-like mountain shrouded in gloom, and he really found that it was towering in the middle and flat on both sides, like a phoenix with its neck hanging out.

Chu Wanning said: "That's right. In addition, the four evil mountains have their own evil methods. For example, Jiaoshan, it only allows the heirs of the Confucianism School to lead others to enter, and trespassers will be dragged by the vines turned into dragon tendons. Buried alive in the mud, this Phoenix Mountain is the same."

"But it's so strange." Xue Meng turned his head and looked at the masters who were casting spells. His father also went to help, "Jiaoshan is the mountain of Confucianism, everyone knows this, what about Huangshan? Just put Wouldn’t it be nice if the descendants of the sect that subdued the evil spirit of Suzaku were dragged over here.”

Mo Ran, who had been silent for a long time, spoke at this moment: "That person died unexpectedly not long ago. If she is still alive, she can indeed do this."

Xue Meng froze for a moment: "Do you know who it is?"

"I know." Mo Ran said lightly, "It's a woman, we all know each other."

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Small Theater "People Will Die Tomorrow"

Mo Ran: In order to warm up the decisive battle volume, someone will die tomorrow.

Xue Meng: It's not me who died.

Nangong Si: The one who died was not an important character.

Ye Wangxi: It's a trick, maybe everyone doesn't remember who he or she is.

Chu Wanning: I'm sorry, I've hated him and her, it's my fault, I don't think people should look at the surface, I apologize.

Xue Zhengyong: I think everyone should not feel sorry for him or her.

Mrs. Wang: After all, he and she have fewer lines than me.

Mei Hanxue: ...I didn't want to talk at first, but when I saw the sentence upstairs, I think I need to clarify that the person with few lines is not me.