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The sky was getting darker, and the light of the moon fell on the green bamboo, casting mottled black shadows.

Taking advantage of this weak light to look past, I saw that in the middle of the green bamboo grove, two white figures, one big and one small, stood upright in the house, standing upright in the dark night.

They stood inside like poplars, only their snow-like clothes swayed in the air against the evening wind.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something indescribably subtle between the atmosphere of these two people at this moment.

In the middle of the night, with the candlelight flickering in the room, the two of them obviously didn't sleep, but they had to put on a calm look and stood there, staring at each other face to face, neither of them said anything. In a word.

It's really weird no matter how you look at it!

But even though they are one big and one small, the heights of the two are almost the same. It's just that although the smaller boy has a calm face and a cool feeling that is showing from the beginning to the end, he still can't hide it. A little bit of greenness was revealed from his brows and eyes.

However, not only the lines of the face are not yet clear and complete, but also the figure is quite thin and thin in comparison, so no matter how you look at it, the person in front of you is just a young man who is in the period of high spirits.

But this one who looks a little older in comparison is different. At first glance, he looks like a young man.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his two long sword-shaped eyebrows rippled softly, as if he was always smiling, and he looked like a handsome and handsome man with a jade face who came out of a painting.

Indistinctly, he could still smell a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves lingering around this person.And the young man didn't seem to have stayed here for a long time, and there was no part of his body that was stained with this smell.

The wind blew up a gloomy and ghostly atmosphere through the open door, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze a bit, and the temperature that was forcibly brought up showed a downward trend.

It would be reasonable to say that the two of them are stuck in a stalemate because of a quarrel.

After all, none of them seemed to be pointing at the other party and yelling at each other.

In the end, the older young man couldn't stand the silent confrontation any longer, his expression suddenly changed, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said calmly: "You don't listen to me anymore? Just let you go Let's go, go find your brothers and sisters and play, don't always hinder me here."

After the young man heard this, he turned his head stubbornly and said: "No, the master is still under restraint. If I leave, you will definitely go to see that person."

His tone was flat, as if he was calm.

Being told what he was thinking in his heart, the young man shook his head slightly, and complained feebly: "Why do you hear from your mouth that I want to meet someone secretly?"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted outside through the person in front of him.

"Actually, there is no difference." The young man bluntly revealed his inner thoughts, and found that his expression was not right, so he turned his head vigilantly.

The bamboo grove outside swayed left and right with the wind, and the cold wind whizzed in, blowing unceremoniously on the skin, and suddenly felt a chill.

No matter how wrong the current atmosphere was, there were still no unexpected guests.

Before the young man looked back, a powerful hand knife fell towards the neck.His eyes widened a little, and after frowning, his body collapsed in an instant. He was caught by the young man, and he was hugged horizontally and placed on a wooden bed covered with soft cushions.

"You kid, just sleep for a while." He looked at the sleeping face of the boy in front of him, and sighed, "I don't know if I will see my silly son after this trip."

After he finished speaking, he touched his waist subconsciously, and held a snow-white jade pendant firmly in his palm for a moment.His eyes dimmed inadvertently, and he said softly: "Maybe from the beginning to the end, I am the only one who trusts each other."

After taking a deep breath, he rushed out of the door without looking back, raised two fingers, and a long black sword appeared in front of him.With a light tap of the man's toes, he stood firmly on it, and with a few chirps of cranes passing by his ears, Yu Jian flew away.

In the dark night, an exceptionally bright white streaked across the sky, and then disappeared without leaving a trace, as if it merged with the black night sky.

By the time the boy lying on the bed regained consciousness, it was already noon the next day.

The strong sunlight hit his eyelids directly through the window. After a while, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed hastily, and hurriedly looked around, only to find that there was no one around. Without saying a word, he summoned a snow-white lightsaber out of thin air, stood on it and flew towards Liu Wendian. The whole series of actions were done in one go, without giving anyone a chance to breathe.

However, when he got up from the clouds and fog to check the surrounding scenery.Only then did he realize that the surrounding environment had undergone earth-shaking changes without his knowing it.

Weeds, dead wood, lifeless, strong smell of blood.The corpses lying all over the sky were lying in the blood amber, it was really shocking.

The young man's heart became more and more tense, and he couldn't help but think about how many people died here overnight.

Fortunately, he was determined and did not feel any sense of fear. He gritted his teeth and used his sword to enter the center of a blood-stained temple. , Looking inward again, the wounds and the elders who are disabled are sighing at each other.

The handsome young man in blue clothes who was sitting upright, with his eyebrows twisted together, noticed something and looked from a distance. He saw the familiar young man in white standing motionless at the entrance of the hall and looking in. He had a rare expression on his face. A little ignorant, it seems that I haven't figured out what happened.

After pondering for a while, he waved to the boy and said, "A Yuan, come here."

The young man named A Yuan tremblingly walked a few steps forward, but stopped again. He said in a hoarse voice, "Master... Where is Master?"

He just couldn't find Cong Quan among the group of people in front of him.

As soon as he heard the name, the voices of the surrounding people quieted down instantly, and their gazes all focused on the young man.

Only Qiu Qingxuan closed his eyelids slightly, and sighed silently: "After so long, it finally ended all this last night. Your master, even if he made a big mistake before, he finally died this time." It's a crime."

The lingering sound lingered in his ears for a long time. Along the way, he couldn't guess in his heart, thought about countless possibilities, and it's not that he hadn't thought of this, but his eyelashes still couldn't restrain it at this moment. trembled violently.

The person who sang the opposite stage with me yesterday, today said no, no one would believe it.

At that time, the young man named A Yuan only thought that letting him go would be dangerous, but he didn't expect that it would cost him his life.

Seeing his state, Qiu Qingxuan comforted him, "The deceased is gone, so you don't have to be too sad."

Hearing this, the young man swallowed and said in a trembling voice, "But he is..."

He stopped in the middle of his speech, turned his head and remained silent.

Qiu Qingxuan took a full view of his posture, and said to himself: "Although Junior Brother Cong is dead, Demon Venerable was also severely injured by him, and the injury was not serious. I am afraid that he has fled to the foot of the mountain to hide."

He stood up, covered the bloody shoulder that was caught, walked towards the boy, patted him on the back and said: "If you are really angry, you should cheer up in time, practice hard, and avenge your master in the future , I don’t think you don’t understand this truth.”

A Yuan didn't speak, and glanced sideways at Qiu Qingxuan, who had a ferocious expression on his face.For some reason, he felt that his senior uncle, the head of the sect, had become a little strange at this moment.

Because usually, his master uncle always has a smiling face, is as gentle as the wind, and treats others with hospitality.But at this moment, there was no shadow of the past on this face.

In the end, he neither agreed nor denied.

The respected master is gone, and now he desperately wants to find someone, but he just doesn't know how to tell that person.

What will happen to him if you tell him?

Before Qiu Qingxuan could say another word, the young man turned around and left after a few perfunctory words, heading straight down the mountain.

After a thatched hut came into view, he no longer cared about observing the etiquette, knocked heavily on the door a few times and broke in after no one responded.

There was no one in the house.

The beds that had been made, the remaining meals, and luggage were all swept away, obviously they had already left.

The young man stared blankly, his heart fluctuated up and down for a moment, and then suddenly became empty. His hand was pressed stiffly against a wall, and he stood there for several hours without saying a word.

He might be waiting for something with a glimmer of hope, but the weather is not as favorable as the location, and the location is not as favorable as the people. In the end, he was forcibly taken away after being lectured by a senior brother who was ordered by the head of the sect. up the hill.

After all, the most basic rule of their Jiuxiao Mountain is: Do not go down the mountain without permission.

It needs to be personally agreed by the head of the sect, and unless it is during training or a special period, otherwise, at least it will be criticized, and at worst it will have two legs broken, so as to increase memory.

The rest of the days were relatively calm, and the succession ceremony of the four statues was held soon.Cong Quan had few disciples, and the child named A Yuan was the most outstanding among them. Although he was still young, he was undoubtedly crowned as one of the four masters.

He used to talk less, but after becoming one of the four, he talked even less.Except for some things that need to go down the mountain, I buried myself in the bamboo forest almost all day long.

Seeing this, Qiu Qingxuan recruited a few disciples for him, hoping to get them closer.But he didn't know that apart from his dissatisfaction on his face, he didn't even express it, as if the matter of accepting disciples was like a piece of air, dispensable.

Time flies by day by day, and the world praises Cong Quan as the eternal savior, and praises are like wind.Only in the interior of Jiuxiao Mountain, since then, Cong Quan has been avoided.

Just like everyone in the world knows that although Jiang Wuzhe is a Demon Lord, he has always kept a low profile in his actions and is not a heinous person.

But his posture and figure that night seemed to be crazy, his originally fiery red clothes were stained dark red with blood, and he uttered wild words that he would slaughter the whole family of Jiuxiao Mountain. What happened to this man.

During this short period of three years, there was no Jiang Wuzhe. Although some monsters and demon cultivators occasionally made trouble in the human world, they did not pose a major threat.

Generally speaking, the world is living in peace.

Five years is the shortest guarantee that Jiang Wuzhe will not see the sun again within this period of time.

But five years will pass in the blink of an eye, and by then, it is unknown what kind of turbulent waves will be set off.

In a blink of an eye, three years later——

The night is silent and the moon is dim.

In the depths of the remote jungle, under a simple, dilapidated house, there were voices that were both crisp and somewhat hoarse as a teenager should be.

"Are you mentally prepared, can you stop being so annoying, time won't wait for you, put it on quickly!"

A boy crossed his arms and sat on a chair next to the table with a black sword, shaking his legs and said impatiently.

He looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a ponytail tied high behind his head, the corners of his mouth raised, his face like a peach blossom, handsome and childish.

Because she is too delicate and lovely, if you don't stare carefully, don't speak, and exaggerate, you may still be regarded as a girl.

In front of Cong Rong was squatting another person, holding his head with one hand and covering his heart with the other.He frowned and was staring at the other party.There was a hint of anger in that extremely painful and helpless expression.

This man has sharp eyebrows, almond eyes and thin lips, and he is also a handsome and handsome young man.

"You boy, don't stand and talk without back pain! Why don't you wear it yourself, let me wear it, where do you let me put my face, have you ever cared about my feelings? And you are also responsible for losing the purse, you are an asshole !” The boy suddenly exploded, stood up abruptly and roared, pointing to a pile of clothes on the ground, his eyes seemed to be burning with raging fire, almost pouring out to burn the person in front of him to death.

Light crimson tulle covers the light green leafy skirt below.Looming, hazy.

This is a woman's clothes.

But right now, these two people are men, so naturally it can't be their clothes, but now, Cong Rong is asking this boy who is about his age to wear them.

Cong Rong pretended not to have heard what Mo Yenan said, and continued to shake his legs and said: "You lost in the guessing game, and now you are relying on me? Where did the Mo Yenan who kept his word and was willing to gamble to lose?" ?”

What he said was serious, and he was clearly doing things.If you win the boxing game, you are a big fan, and you can do whatever you want.

Mo Yenan's bright face was instantly covered with layers of shadows, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! You wait! Wear it as you like, isn't it just women's clothing, I, Mo Yenan, am not afraid of anything, but I am afraid of you!? "

He took off his clothes in a fit of anger and threw them on the ground, then picked up the women's clothing casually, closed his eyes and put it on his head and neck without hesitation.

Cong Rong pretended to see something hot-eyed, and covered his eyes with his right hand, but the upward arc of the corner of his mouth was still hanging clearly, and said: "Tsk tsk tsk."

It's been a long time——Mo Yenan has changed.

The size of this women's dress is quite large, and it fits him perfectly, it is very close-fitting.

At first glance, it seems that his willow-waisted and flowery figure can still be seen, which makes people feel the urge to step forward and try his hand.

But when he looked up and saw the hideous face that was already twisted into a ball with anger, he immediately felt a sense of disobedience.

Cong Rong shuddered, stopped shaking his legs, and sprayed: "Damn! Fix your expression before showing me your face!"

Hearing this, Mo Yenan rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to fight, and said, "You have a lot of demands. I condescend to wear this shit just to satisfy your old eyes?"

Seeing his posture, Cong Rong's neck shrank slightly, and he stopped provoking him any more, tilted his head and made a pause gesture, "Okay, okay, I don't have time to argue with you, anyway, it's dark and no one will notice your funny picture." Face, almost ready to go."

Mo Yenan snorted, raised her chin, and walked out of the dilapidated house with a pretentious expression.

Cong Rong behind him casually picked up the black sword beside him, carried it behind his back, then put his hands on the back of his head, and followed with a grinning grin.