Rivers and lakes

Perhaps the second senior brother's voice reminded Yifeng that many years ago, in Yijian Valley, they had such a good life... Yifeng's hand restraining Gu Wuyou showed signs of looseness, and he asked: "Do you need any help?" how long?"

"Two months, at least two months." Gu Wuyou said without thinking.

He needs to put the forces that Moyunzong has purged during this period into his own territory, and he needs to re-stabilize the position of the headquarters—if the ancestors of Weijunge put it on the spot, even the Sun Moon Platform will still be usable by then. , the location is also exposed.

More importantly, Moyunzong's internal adjustment has just begun. If the power and rights of the major high-level officials are not settled, Moyunzong is bound to have civil strife.When foreign enemies invade, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking about it this way, how much more than two months?He promised Nangong Mu that he would make Mo Yunzong shock the martial arts world.

Yifeng refused coldly when he heard the words: "Impossible."

Gu Wuyou lowered his head: "Then at least let me go back and settle the sect's people first."

Yifeng looked at Gu Wuyou's drooping hair, and couldn't bear to see that he had brought it up with his own hands, so he said, "I'll give you one night, come back here before sunrise tomorrow."

Gu Wuyou said: "Okay." After speaking, Gu Wuyou turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Yifeng said suddenly.

Gu Wuyou's footsteps faltered.

He asked: "This incident was caused by the villagers of Fangjia Village in the first place. I just asked those Moyunzong thugs who went to hurt innocent villagers, whether it was your order."

"Yes." Gu Wuyou replied after a long silence.

Que Chuan was taken aback, "Master, you..."

Gu Wuyou continued to say: "However, they are not ordinary villagers, but traitors of the Moyun Sect. According to the Moyun Sect's rules, they should have died a long time ago. During that time, the Moyun Sect was under attack. In order to save strength, I Let You He drain their internal strength, and then send them outside to Fangjia Village, so that they can become blood bags at any time."

Que Chuan was overjoyed when he heard this: "So that's the case, but, but the people from Weijun Pavilion said..."

Gu Wuyou interrupted him, "It's not been a day or two since Wei Junge coveted Mo Yunzong, so it's no wonder he doesn't use such an excuse to stir up trouble." As for each innocent "villager", a fool would Admit that he is a member of Moyunzong.

In fact, Yifeng had doubts before, not to mention that those villagers don't look like farmers at all. There are only a dozen or so people in a village, and a large amount of abandoned farmland is enough to make people suspicious.

However, the people in the world who were blinded by Weijun Pavilion did not notice this.

Thinking of this, Yifeng said: "You go." His tone was much gentler.

Gu Wuyou straightened up, rubbed his wrists, didn't say much, jumped up, the treetops shook, and the person was gone.

Que Chuan looked at Yifeng's expression and asked, "What if the little uncle doesn't come back?"

Yifeng looked at the direction where Gu Wuyou left, and said simply: "Then catch it again."

The ancestor of Weijunge suddenly slapped You He on the chest.This palm of his contained a great skill, and ordinary people simply couldn't bear it.

He was confident that You He would vomit blood from his beating, but in the end...

Suddenly, he noticed something, and he was horrified: Why did he slap this person, not only did he not seriously injure him, but he felt a constant loss of internal energy.

As if to prove the correctness of his guess, the internal force in the body suddenly opened a big hole, and it flowed out unstoppably.He was shocked, and was about to withdraw his hand, but found that his palm was sucked on the man, and he couldn't tear it off.

The more he has no way out, the more anxious he is, the more he wants to withdraw his hand.How did the ancestor of Weijunge know that if he didn't panic, no matter how strong the internal force of this palm was, no matter how hard it was, it would still be unacceptable based on You He's level of magic skills.

So, the old ancestor who didn't know was sad.

That night, the Zijing Mountain was shaken.

At dawn on the second day, Han Lu escaped from the mountain in disgrace with only 40 people left.

Everyone had uncontrollable anger and embarrassment on their faces.

The people of the Devil's Cult are already preparing to retreat. If the ancestor Weijunge didn't care about himself and ignited the fire at the moment of death, how could they have ended up like this—there are only 40 people, and there is no one. No injuries.

The ancestor of Weijunge, who had been sucked dry of his internal energy by the Demon Cult, knew that his death was approaching, so he set fire to it without even saying a word of warning!

At that moment, everyone was blown away.Casualties do not count.

If it's for people who belong to the Demon Cult, killing or slashing is a matter of one knife, and they don't care.But being stabbed by one of his own people like this, no one will remain indifferent.

So they figured it out, as long as they left Moyunzong, they would go to Weijunge for trouble.So many brothers died for no reason, they remembered.

It's a pity that they didn't know that the Weijun Pavilion, which was missed, had been wiped out last night.

Thinking in this way, Shen Xuan and Xi Xue found the cold road with everyone's wishes, and said their thoughts again.Finally said: "How to deal with this matter, everyone listens to you."

Last night, if it wasn't for Han Lu desperately resisting the force of the attack, and led everyone to fight out, these 40 people would probably all be buried in the Sun Moon Terrace at this moment.So no matter which sect he is from, he is extremely convinced by Han Lu.

But Han Lu, who was entrusted with the important task, didn't have the slightest intention of expressing his opinion. He just led everyone forward, and when someone was tired, he rested.

So what Shen Xuan said was dry, and the cold road didn't mean anything.Shen Xuan also felt bored, so he patted his butt and didn't bother to pay attention.

Instead, Duan Ze came over and pushed Han Lu who was half awake: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Duan Ze did not act lightly, Han Lu finally came back to his senses, those black pupils in the starless and moonless night finally wavered and fell silent again.He just shook his head slowly.

Then he closed his eyes expressionlessly again.

This time, the encirclement and suppression of the Moyun Sect passed with little thunder and rain.Not only did Moyunzong not suffer any substantial harm, but instead used this to loot several families and make many sects their lackeys.

As a result, the reputation of Moyunzong became very famous, and it was like no other for a while.

Those who want to seek justice for their own sect, they first think of Han Lu, after all, Han Lu is with them, although Xue's family is far away and has not been affected in any way, they have attacked Moyunzong anyway Grasshoppers, can they help each other?

But it's a pity that Patriarch Han fell ill as soon as he returned to Xue's house, and he couldn't afford it.

Someone went to see it, and it was really like this. The sick was lifeless, and he had no energy at all, so he had to give up.

Who are you looking for now?Some people thought of the three pillars, but Baochan Temple has always ignored it, and Wudang was not involved in the catastrophe of Jianghu. In this way, only Confucianism is the only one.As for how these people contacted the Confucian Mind School and formed an alliance, I will not mention it for the time being.

It is only said that Yifeng waited until noon the next day, and there was not even a ghost in Moyunzong's sub-helm.Without a doubt, Gu Wuyou ran away.Maybe when he said that yesterday, he didn't plan to come back the next day.

Que Chuan looked at Yi Feng's face, and was about to speak, when Yi Feng said coldly: "Dig the ground three feet, and find him too."

Gu Wuyou, who was cursed by Yifeng, is currently in a mountain villa, listening to his subordinates report on the work of the past two days, such as which sects have been cleaned up, who has contributed, and how the relocation of the headquarters has been completed .

And these things are small things.The only thing that made Gu Wuyou worry about was what action the Wandumen would make.As for the Huajian faction, Xia Houchong was busy rectifying Neiton, and he had no time to take care of other things when he took office as a new official.

"Wan Dumen knows about these things, but the territory they got from Huajian Pai a few days ago has not been digested, and they will not take the initiative to attack us in a short time."

Gu Wuyou nodded, so the only problem was gone.After ten days of work, he changed into an expensive long gown, and went out in a leisurely and careless manner.

It's strange to say that in Moyunzong these years, Gu Wuyou prefers exquisite and luxurious things, and his food and clothing are all high-quality goods, but in Yijian Valley back then, he clearly didn't think much of them.

Originally, Gu Xingzi wanted to follow with a stern face, but when Gu Wuyou turned his head, his precious son's friend was looking at him pitifully not far away, as if he had been abandoned and disliked.

Gu Wuyou nodded his chin to the boa constrictor, Gu Xingzi looked back, and saw his friend stretching his neck and looking at him carefully with a pair of copper bell eyes.

Seeing that Gu Xingzi looked over, the boa constrictor retracted its head and turned half of its body sideways, but turned its gaze to itself.It's a bit like "looking back while leaning on the door, but smelling green plums".

Gu Xingzi felt a chill, and his goosebumps stood up collectively.With such a short effort, his vase father, who had never done anything in Moyunzong, had already teleported a hundred meters away, and if he tried to chase him, he could only catch a little afterimage.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the villa where the Moyun Sect lives and works now is less than a hundred miles away from Zijing Mountain.

Han Lu's illness came suddenly, as if he returned to Xue's house, fell asleep, and woke up like this.It was said to the outside world that she was injured by a bomb that night in Zijing Mountain, but Zuo Luo looked at her complexion and probably had a mental illness.

It's just that Han Lu is a person who buries everything in his heart, and would rather a road that goes darker and darker than speak out.So after listening to Duan Ze's words, Zuo Luo could only roughly guess that it was related to the little uncle.

Therefore, when Zuo Luo received her master's letter, she was the first to tell Han Lu: "Master said he was looking for the little uncle, and after finding it, my master said that he would bring the little uncle back to Yijian Valley!"

Zuo Luo originally thought that upon hearing this news, Han Lu would be overjoyed and at least smile.Thinking about it this way, Zuo Luo realized how long had it been since she had seen Han Lu's smile?four years?five years?

But Han Lu just sat behind the table, nodded faintly when he heard this, and said, "Okay." Besides, he didn't even raise his head, but just flipped through the account book handed over by the housekeeper regularly, as if it was so important.

Zuo Luo was finally sure that Han Lu was suffering from a heart disease, she stretched out her hand to press down Han Lu's account book: "Don't look at it, can you see a flower? What happened to you and little uncle?"

Han Lu's gaze seemed to be on the ledger, but in fact he couldn't see it at all.He seemed to have lost his soul, so he didn't have the extra energy to look at this cumbersome ledger.

It's just that if he doesn't do something, Han Lu can't help but think about the words that Sun Yuetai Gu Wuyou left behind, and the figure of his resolutely leaving after he finished speaking.

That sentence, no one left...

He suppressed the emotions in his heart and said, "What can I do? I don't even have time to talk to him." Yes, he didn't even say a word.

"then you……"

"I'm fine. If... the little uncle is found," Han Lu's voice suddenly softened, as if a feather had scratched his heart, "just tell me."

What can he do?Before they fought, they were covered in bruises.If Han Lu still thinks that Gu Wuyou is interested in him, he would be naive.As for holding hands in the cave, it was nothing more than a trade and exploitation.

Gu Wuyou is no longer the little uncle he knew back then.

Zuo Luo's heart skipped a beat when she heard the words "little master uncle", obviously, not long ago, he called Wuyou directly.