Traveling through memoirs

Jie Wu took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed the rising anger: "Master Shadow Pavilion, I didn't want to be an enemy of [Purple Mist Valley], but since I came this time, I must have my reasons, let alone Will return empty-handed."

"Old man Jie, I don't care what your reasons are. Today, you want to be unfavorable to [Purple Smoke Valley], it's very simple, just step over my corpse! Step over the corpses of my people in [Purple Smoke Valley]! "Ying also turned cold, and stopped talking to Jie Wuzui: "But you also have to think about how you will treat [Purple Smoke Valley] at this moment. When you come, how will our Valley Master treat you? .”

After hearing Ying's words, Jie Wu laughed loudly: "I have nothing to worry about, how can he treat me? As for [Jian Yuanfeng], what does it have to do with me? If he wants to take revenge on Jian Yuanfeng, let him go." .”

"Oh?" Ying shook his head and smiled: "I hope you really have nothing to worry about..."

The long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Jie Wu: "Shoot!"

Jie Wu didn't say anything else, he opened his posture and went up to meet him.

When the two masters fought, the others also fought hand to hand, and fell into a melee for a while.

Qing Luo, who was hiding in the dark, searched for the location of Qing Ke and Yingcao, and also appeared, approaching the battle circle.

Yingcao was so petite, Qing Ke simply put Yingcao in his arms.Like a koala, Yingcao put her arms around Qing Ke's neck tightly, and her legs clamped Qing Ke's waist, trying not to affect Qing Ke's activities.Taking advantage of the chaos to carefully avoid the sight of Jie Wu and the experts of various factions, Qing Luo approached the two of them, and took advantage of Qing Ke's height and stature to hide behind Qing Ke.

"Qing Ke, let's go." Qing Luo's voice formed a line.

Looking at the elders who were struggling to resist Jiewu, Qing Ke's masseter muscles were tense.After a long while, he finally nodded: "Yeah."

The three occupied and retreated, and soon withdrew from the battle circle.After scanning around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, Qing Ke took Qing Luo to the [Purple Mist Palace].

"In the secret room where I am practicing, there is a passage leading directly to the bottom of the mountain..." Qing Ke paused and swallowed: "...there is the last barrier of [Purple Mist Valley]..."

"What do you mean?" While speaking, the two had already reached the door of the secret room.

Qing Ke didn't answer, and went straight to the secret room: "Follow my footsteps, you can't make a wrong step."

Seeing that Qing Ke didn't intend to reply, Qing Luo sighed and followed Qing Ke's footsteps.

The secret rooms where the valley masters and young masters of all ages have practiced have always been unguarded, and there are no protective measures on the surface. Even if you think about it with your toes, you can know the hidden secrets.

Qing Ke's every step is very particular, where to step on each step, and the sequence of each step, as long as you take a wrong step, you will be lost forever.

However, with a distance of ten feet, both Qing Luo and Qing Ke broke out in a cold sweat due to nervousness.

At the entrance of the secret room, Qing Ke pressed his finger on a rather sharp dark red stone thorn, scarlet blood flowed along the stone thorn to the groove at the bottom, and the heavy stone door in front of him slowly opened.

Compared to Qing Luo's shock, Qing Ke picked up the torch and lit it as usual, and led Qing Luo into the secret room.

After the two entered the secret room, the stone door slowly closed again.

"This is the forbidden area of ​​[Purple Smoke Valley], and no one is allowed to enter except for the previous valley owners." Putting down Yingcao in his arms, Qing Ke handed the torch into Yingcao's hands, and asked Yingcao to light the candles in the secret room. Lit one by one.

"[Purple Mist Valley] was originally called [Purple Mist Valley], but my father thought the name was too ugly, so he changed the name to [Purple Mist Valley] after taking over as the owner of the valley. And... let everyone in the Central Plains know [Purple Mist Valley]... ..." Qing Ke rolled his Adam's apple and pursed his lips.

"Brother... Now, [Purple Mist Valley] is going to die in my hands..." Qing Ke's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Before my father left, I promised him that I would guard [Purple Smoke Valley] well." Smoke Valley], but I..."

"Ke Ke..." Yingcao tugged at the hem of Qing Ke's clothes, and wiped Qing Ke's tears with red eyes: "Don't cry...it's not your fault..."

"Wait... there seems to be something..." Qing Luo frowned and licked her lips: "Qing Ke, I ask, you answer. No matter what I ask, you have to answer. Do you have any questions?"

Sniffing, Qing Ke also understood that Qing Luo should have discovered something, and immediately replied: "No problem."

"Well." Qing Luo took a deep breath: "The first question, this secret room is not allowed for anyone except the owner of the valley. Did Qing Ziyan tell you?"

"Yes."

"Then why did he bring you here? Is there any reason why he must bring you here?"

Qing Ke recalled it carefully and replied: "Father said that he was going out to do errands, and it was difficult to come back in a short time, so he couldn't teach me martial arts in person. So he brought me here, because the walls here recorded all the things that the owner of the valley needs to practice. Martial arts and mind."

"What did he say before he left?"

"Father said, let me take care of [Purple Mist Valley], he will watch my performance."

"Did he leave in a hurry?"

"No..." No matter how stupid Qing Ke was, he realized something at this moment: "Father is very methodical, he explained many things to me..."

Speaking of this, Qing Ke was a little embarrassed: "I told my father that I couldn't remember, and my father was very helpless, so he told me, just remember that this is the last barrier of [Purple Mist Valley]."

"What is the last barrier of [Valley of Purple Smoke] you mentioned?"

"Yes." Qing Ke said, walking to Hanyu's bed, pointing to a place similar to a jade bowl on the head of the bed: "As long as the lamp oil here is lit, the whole [Valley of Purple Smoke] will be razed to nothingness." flat land."

"Before he left, he only explained this to you, didn't he say anything to the Shadow Pavilion Master?" Qing Luo was sure that he had touched the truth.

Qing Ke licked his dry lower lip and said, "Father talked to the elders, but I don't know exactly what they talked about."

"Heh..." Qing Luo shook her head and smiled, but the more she thought about it, the more amusing she became, and finally she couldn't help laughing loudly: "It's really...a bunch of trash...hahaha..."

"elder brother?"

"As expected of Qing Ziyan, as worthy of being Qing Ziyan of the Demon Cult." Qing Luo looked at Qing Ke: "Is there still some time left before the lamp oil is ignited and exploded? Is this time enough for us to leave here?"

"Yes."

"Okay, light the lamp oil, let's go." Qing Luo said and handed the flint to Qing Ke.

"Elder Ying and them?"

"As long as they don't act stupid at the critical moment, nothing will happen." Qing Luo said with certainty, his expression was too calm and calm, so that Qing Ke couldn't find a reason not to believe him.

Picking up Yingcao and hugging it into his arms, Qing Ke pressed the mechanism next to the cold jade bed the moment he lit the lamp oil.

Before the three could react, they had already fallen far along the slide.

"Brother..." During the slide, Qing Ke grabbed Qing Luo's ankle.

"I'm fine..." As soon as Qing Luo finished speaking, the three of them felt a violent shock.The sliding tunnel seemed to be a little shaken, and some fine dregs fell on the three of them.

"Won't it collapse here?" Yingcao's heart rose to her throat. If she was going to be buried alive here, she still felt more comfortable hacking to death.

"Don't worry." Qing Luo is confident, not because he trusts [Purple Mist Valley]'s backer.What he trusted was Qing Ke's villainous boss halo, and Qing Ke would not die so easily before the final battle.

Sure enough, the shaking didn't last long before it calmed down.And with the appearance of light not far away, the tunnel sliding of the three finally ended.

Qing Luo and the other three, who thought they would fall into the grass, the pool, or the forest, were caught off guard as soon as they fell out of the tunnel.

"This is?" Qing Luo almost thought he was hallucinating, and his wrinkled face expressed how unbelievable he was: "...is it someone else's backyard?"

"It's kind of like it." Qing Ke also patted his buttocks and stood up, and put down the Yingcao in his arms.

"Then whose backyard is this?" Yingcao blinked, looked at the back door of the courtyard not far away, then turned her gaze back to the big cucumbers slowly falling from the cucumber vine, and swallowed.

Qing Luo was hesitating whether to knock on the door or leave directly, but when the door opened, a plainly dressed old woman looked at them with narrowed eyes, "Yo? Come in and sit down, drink some water and rest your feet." The old woman stepped aside and opened the door.

After pondering for a few seconds, Qing Luo walked over with Qing Ke and Yingcao.

The old woman greeted the old man in the room with tea and water to greet the guests, while she herself sat there with a smile on her face and stared at Qing Luo.

"Cough..." Wiping the ashes off her face, Qing Luo picked up her teacup and took a sip in embarrassment.

"You and your father really look alike!" the old woman said suddenly.

Qing Luo sipped all the tea back into the cup.

The old woman turned to Qing Ke again: "It's a pity that you and your mother look like each other. It's a pity, but it's also quite similar to Xiao Ziyan. The mouth is very similar, thin lips, ruthless, and even more similar than this little guy."

Qing Ke, who was drinking tea, looked at the old woman with great interest: "Mother-in-law, do you know my father?"

"What mother-in-law? Sister! I'm so young..."

"Ah Ning, don't tease the little ones." The old man sighed, refilled the tea, and sat next to the old lady: "You, can you be a little more regular?"

The old woman pursed her lips like a little girl, snatched the melon seeds from the old man's hand, and licked the melon seeds angrily without making a sound.

The old man smiled helplessly, and turned to look at Qing Luo and the others: "You must be very strange, why does this tunnel lead to our backyard? I am also curious, who are we, and why do we know what you and Qing Ziyan are? relation."

"Her name is Yan Ning, she is my wife, and she is also the shadow of [Purple Smoke Valley]. My name is Xu Qingfeng, and I am the former young master of [Hidden Sword Pavilion]."

"[Hidden Sword Pavilion], is the [Hidden Sword Pavilion] of Zhengdao?" Qing Luo asked.

"That's right, but you can rest assured that I won't do anything with you. I have an agreement with Qing Ziyan." Xu Qingfeng didn't elaborate on what agreement they had, but instead said: "Whether you find out or not , I have to tell you that this matter is just an experience for you.”

"[Purple Mist Valley] Young Master's experience." Qing Luo received it.

"That's right." Xu Qingfeng looked at Qing Luo with admiration.