Cheng Kun secretly gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, but his eyes showed strong defense and vigilance, "What exactly do you want?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your little life." The man in the fog said without interest, and the casualness in his words showed that Cheng Kun was never in his eyes.

Before Cheng Kun was completely relieved, he heard the other party continue: "However... since you have resentment towards Mingjiao, I can help you."

……

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night sky is densely covered with stars. In the silent night, only one or two chirping of insects and birds can be heard from time to time.

The cold moonlight infiltrated into the room through the window, leaving a white straight line on the ground, the surroundings were pitch black, and only a slight, undetectable slow breathing could be heard faintly.

Under the moonlight, a black shadow stood quietly outside the window.

A moment later, a pale hand suddenly lifted, gently pushed open the window, and jumped into the room from the window without a sound.

The breathing from the room was still gentle and light, revealing the fact that the master had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The figure as light as a ghost quietly approached the bed, and the moment he stood still in front of the bed, a sword aura shot up into the sky.

Accompanied by a dull sword cry, reflecting the moonlight beside the bed, a cold light flashed, and the sharp sword tip went straight to the black shadow's throat.

Just before the point of the sword was about to pierce the throat, the black figure flashed, dodging the deadly blade like a ghost, and flashed to the other side in a blink of an eye.

A long sigh resounded faintly in the darkness: "Xiaoxue, do you want to kill your father?"

Ximen Chuuxue held a sword in one hand, and his expression was as cold as ice, "Appearing next to someone else's bed in the middle of the night, who knows if you are a human or a ghost."

"Oh, Xiaoxue, you don't understand. I was just worried about you kicking the quilt at night, and I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I came here to help you tuck the quilt." Heiying sighed again, as if he was helpless and powerless in the face of his son's disobedience, "Who knows Xiaoxue raised a sword at the old father who came to help you cover the quilt, really pity me for my fatherly heart..."

Facing the other party's nonsense, Ximen Chuuxue's face turned cold, and before he could speak, he heard footsteps outside the door, followed by Mei Jingxian's voice from outside.

"Master Ximen, what happened?"

Mei Jingxian lived in the guest room next to Ximen Chuuxue. She was already immersed in her sleep, but was suddenly awakened by a sword energy that was very close. Worried that something might happen again, she immediately got up and went to check outside Ximen Chuuxue's room. .

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Yu Luocha, who was holding his breath and hiding in the darkness, paused, and said in a deep voice: "It's nothing, but I ran into a domestic deer, and I was scared away."

Hearing his answer, Mei Jingxian was speechless.

People who practice martial arts have sharp eyes and ears, if they are not in a place where they feel completely safe in their hearts, it is indeed easy to be awakened by some small movements.

Ximen Chuuxue was awakened by the mouse, and even moved his sword energy. Although this situation is a bit exaggerated, it is not incomprehensible.

He felt a little amused, and raised his voice: "Tonight the mill is really tormenting. I have some herbs to prevent snakes, insects, rats and ants. Can the owner of Ximen come and get some for use?"

Yu Luocha, who was listening on the side, thought that Ximen Chuuxue would directly refuse. After all, where did the mouse come from in this room? He was the only poor old father who was slandered as a mouse by his own son.

Unexpectedly, Ximen Chuuxue went directly to open the door without any hesitation.

Because she got up in a hurry, Mei Jingxian was only wearing a snow-white underwear, her hair was not tied up, her black hair was hanging down her waist, her exquisite face seemed to be shining like white jade under the bright moonlight, Like a banished fairy who descended from the moon palace.

As soon as Mei Jingxian took out two insect repellent medicine packs from her backpack, the door in front of her opened from the inside.

Ximen Chuuxue came out from the darkness, his eyes were extraordinarily clear under the moonlight.

Mei Jingxian handed him the two medicine bags in her hand, and carefully instructed: "Take out some of this medicine powder and sprinkle it in the corner of the room, so that snakes, insects, rats and ants will not dare to approach it, but this herb contains a small amount of poison, so Master Ximen Be careful not to enter."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "Thank you."

"May Master Ximen have a good dream tonight." Mei Jingxian smiled slightly, brushed her loose long hair, and went back to her room to continue sleeping.

Watching Mei Jingxian return to the room, Ximen Chuuxue put away the medicine bag in his hand, stood for a while, suddenly his figure swept away, and flew out of the courtyard.

Immediately another figure flashed out of the room behind him, silently following behind him.

Arriving at a secluded corner of the city, Ximen Chuuxue stopped and turned to face the people behind him.

Yu Luocha said sadly: "Xiaoxue actually said that father is a mouse, it really hurts my father's heart."

Without waiting for Ximen Chuuxue to speak, he continued: "Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, I have to let you know that what you said just now is really inappropriate. Dad is a mouse, so what are you? Little mouse? You can scold dad, why not?" Can you scold yourself too?"

Ximen Chuuxue was expressionless, but he clenched the sword in his hand forbearance, his knuckles turned white with force, and said in a deep voice: "If the purpose of your coming tonight is to talk to me about these meaningless things, then you can do it right now." You can leave."

"Of course I didn't come here to tell you these things. Didn't I just tell you?" Yu Luocha stood with her hands behind her back, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "Father was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I came here to give You tucked in the blanket."

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, then walked away.

Immediately, he was stopped by Yu Luocha's words.

"September [-]th, the top of the Forbidden City."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't say anything. About the new decisive battle, only he and Ye Gucheng should know now, but in the eyes of this person in front of him, the secret about him has never been a secret.

"Xiaoxue, I have never objected to your pursuit of the ultimate state of swordsmanship." Yu Luocha's voice was more serious, appearing deep and cold, "but the decisive battle against Ye Gucheng is a bit too early for you."

"You think I will lose?" Ximen Chuuxue's expression became as hard and cold as ice.

Before he finished speaking, Yu Luocha had already said: "My son will not lose to Ye Gucheng."

Ximen Chuuxue stared at him coldly for a long time, as if trying to see through the thick fog that covered his expression.

After a while, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed directly at the person in front of him.

Under the cold moonlight, the sword also shone brightly like snow.

Senhan's sword energy soared into the sky, attacking Yu Luocha mercilessly.

Yu Luocha's only exposed eyes reflected the sharp long sword, and seemed to be a little absent-minded.

When the icy sword energy seemed to pierce his chest and clothes, he suddenly bent over and dodged the sword with a very strange movement.

After the sword failed, Ximen Chuuxue did not continue to pursue, but slowly withdrew the sword in his hand and put it back into the scabbard.

Yu Luocha stood quietly in the shadows, without even moving the corner of her clothes, staring at Ximen Chuuxue with burning eyes in a thick fog, "Xiaoxue, you are diligent."

He remembered that during this period of time Ximen Chuuxue had never challenged other kendo masters in the Jianghu, but had always followed the kid who played the piano, and couldn't help asking: "Is it because of the kid who played the piano?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, a little displeased, and said coldly: "He has a name."

Yu Luocha shook his head, with disapproval in his voice, "Xiaoxue, I admit that that kid has outstanding martial arts character and appearance, and such a character is rare in the world, but it is in line with the law of nature and human ethics to have a harmonious relationship between men and women in the world... ..."

Ximen Chuuxue interrupted him expressionlessly, "A person like you actually pays attention to the laws of nature and human relations?"

Yu Luocha didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, and sighed from a distance: "Xiaoxue, you don't understand, once this person gets old, his thoughts will change a lot. If you don't say anything else, just say this." On the one hand, the law of nature and human relations allow me to hold a grandson, and based on this alone, I decided to obey it from today on."

Ximen Chuuxue ignored his excellent singing and writing, and said indifferently: "You can go find a woman who is good-natured, and give birth to a son for you to have a grandson."

"Xiaoxue, you don't understand." Yu Luocha looked up at the moon and said sadly, "Since your mother passed away, women in the world are like dust to me. I would rather sleep with your mother's ashes day and night , and I don’t want to touch a hair of other women.”

At the end, he sighed again, with an appearance of being trapped by love, and complained sadly: "Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Yu, why did you leave me so soon..."

Before Ximen Chuuxue was six years old, he would still feel sad because of his attitude, but then he could see it almost every once in a while. After more than 20 years, he was so used to it that he could turn a blind eye.

His eyes were clear and sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "To you, all women in this world are dust, but to me, there are only two types of people in the world, those who use swords, and those who don't. And Mei Jingxian— —”

"—he's the third type."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Yu Luocha, and said in a deep voice, "And there is only one Mei Jingxian in the world."

The voice fell, and there was silence all around.

The breeze suddenly picked up, adding a bit of chill to this early autumn night.

The two stalemate silently for a moment, and Yu Luocha broke the silence first.

There were two chuckles from him in the dense fog, followed by helpless words, "Forget it, since you value him so much, then I won't touch him, lest my only son will not give me a pension in the future."

Ximen Chuuxue was well aware of the habits of the person in front of him, and he didn't fully believe what he said that he seemed helpless to compromise, but he didn't delve into it further.

If you talk too much, you will lose. If you continue, I'm afraid it will arouse the anger of the person in front of Mei Jingxian.

Seeing that it was getting late, he turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yu Luocha again.

"Xiaoxue." Yu Luocha's temperament was strange and changeable, and at this moment her voice returned to her serious appearance, "There is only one month left before the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City, since you are determined to go to this life-and-death covenant, Then, have you figured out what to do with that boy playing the piano?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't look back, and remained silent.

"That kid hasn't enlightened yet, Xiaoxue, if you don't come back after this trip, that kid will never know your thoughts for the rest of his life, and maybe he will marry a wife and have children and grandchildren in the future." Yu Luocha was not serious for a moment, suddenly angry Said: "This is too bad for my son!"

"What happens to him has nothing to do with you." Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to hear any more, left a word coldly and disappeared into the night, "Don't do anything superfluous."

Yu Luosha watched the whiteness being obliterated by the dark night, and murmured inaudibly in the silence: "Since you can't hurt that kid's life, then let's drain his value. The top of the Forbidden City...the top of the Forbidden City...the one who survived must be Xiaoxue..."

……

Because Yazhou is a place where many ethnic groups live together, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the martial arts is not strong, it is quite peaceful.

Mei Jingxian thought over and over again, considering that the decisive battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng was approaching, so she decided to settle down here temporarily.

His original plan was to go west all the way to Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, but this direction ran in the opposite direction from the capital. If he continued to walk, if any accident of force majeure happened, causing side issues to delay the decisive battle, it would be his fault.

Now that she has decided to settle down, it is not easy to live in Xie's house anymore, Mei Jingxian purposely found a house with a yard away from the downtown area, and moved in with Ximen Chuuxue that day.

After more than half a month, he practiced sword with Ximen Chuixue in his free time, and occasionally went out together to appreciate the customs and customs of nearby towns, and his life was quite peaceful.

On September [-], the Double Ninth Festival, Mei Jingxian woke up early to climb the mountain with Ximen Chuuxue to plant dogwood.

After returning home at noon and having lunch, I packed my bags and prepared to return east to the capital.

And on September [-]th, the match between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng has already spread throughout the rivers and lakes, even in distant Sichuan and Sichuan.

Many people in the rivers and lakes have already set off for the capital in advance, intending to watch the decisive battle between the two great swordsmen in the rivers and lakes.

The two locked the gate, led the horses, and when they were about to leave, they suddenly saw Xie Xun coming in a hurry. Seeing that they were about to leave, they suppressed their urgency a little, and reluctantly said: "Mr. Mei, owner of Ximen Villa, Are you planning to leave Yazhou?"

Mei Jingxian and Ximen Chuuxue had already gone to Xie's house and Xie's family to say goodbye yesterday. Seeing that Xie Xun suddenly asked this question with an anxious expression, she couldn't help being confused and said: "September [-]th is approaching, and we are planning to go to the capital. Brother Xie, is it time to leave?" What's the matter?"

"This..." Mr. Xie Xun looked at the two young men, suddenly sighed dejectedly, and bowed his hands to Mei Jingxian, "Mr. Mei, you are the great benefactor of our Xie family. I, Xie Xun, will never be able to repay you in my next life. Now that Ximen Zhuang is going to a battle of life and death, I shouldn't have the audacity to delay your important affairs, but it is really..."

Seeing Xie Xun in such a state, Mei Jingxian was even more astonished. She exchanged a glance with Ximen Chuuxue, and quickly reached out to help Xie Xun up, "Brother Xie, don't be like this. Tell me what happened first? If we can help, thank you Brother, just speak up."

Xie Xun was relieved to see that his words were sincere and not false, and he was very grateful in his heart, and immediately told the whole thing.

"I just received the news from Guangmingding. Someone poisoned the water source of Guangmingding. Many masters in the sect, including the left and right protectors, were poisoned. If it was just poisoning, it would be fine. Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal Hu youth is also at Guangmingding. This bit of poison is nothing to him, but when they were still poisoned, someone sneaked up on them with the phantom yin finger..."

"Phantom Yin Finger?" Mei Jingxian frowned, and immediately thought of someone, "It's Cheng Kun!"

Thinking of this old mentor, Xie Xun also had a look of hatred on his face, and said bitterly: "It's him who made it."

He calmed down a little, and said again: "This is not the worst. The worst thing is that someone spread the news about the sect, and now the six sects that have had old grievances with our Ming sect have gathered together. The Emei sect Headed by Miejue Shitai, he intends to take the opportunity to besiege Guangmingding in one fell swoop!"

Since the leader Yang Dingtian disappeared, the Ming Cult has no leader. First, the purple-shirted dragon king Dai Qisi broke the sect and left, and then made Fan Yao go crazy after practicing kung fu.

Now only the left envoy Yang Xiao, who is only under the sect leader, is in charge of the overall situation, but there are many people in the sect who do not accept Yang Xiao's control, including the green winged bat king Wei Yixiao and the five scattered people.

Yin Tianzheng, the eagle king with white eyebrows, intends to go out to teach and establish his own sect, and for a while the huge Mingjiao tends to fall apart.

Although Suhrab, the yin and yang knife, has excellent martial arts skills, he rarely intervenes in the church's internal affairs.

Xie Xun was also impatient to face the disputes in the church, so he got off the Guangmingding and went home to hide for leisure.

Unexpectedly, before returning home, there will be a peaceful life, not to mention that his family members are almost killed, and now even the Mingjiao is in deep crisis, all of which have the shadow of his former mentor Cheng Kun.

From Xie Xun's few words, Mei Jingxian could tell how critical the Mingjiao's situation was.

He has nothing to do with the Mingjiao, but Bi Yubai is a member of the Mingjiao, and has stayed with the Mingjiao since he arrived in this world and never thought of leaving. Mingjiao is in trouble, and judging from the personality of the blue-eyed cat, he must stick to it until death.

"Where is little... Sohrab? How is he?" Mei Jingxian was a little anxious, but thinking of Bi Yubai's martial arts, even if Cheng Kun secretly attacked him, he would not be able to hurt him.

Furthermore, Tang Mingjiao's inner strength and mentality are special, and it has two opposite attributes of yin and yang at the same time. Even if Bi Yubai hit Cheng Kun's phantom yin finger, it must be as easy as eating a snack.

Xie Xun's face was even more solemn, "Suchrab has the most poisonous poison, and he is unconscious now, while Hu Qingniu was hit by the phantom Yin finger, he is not good at martial arts, and the cold poison will attack every day when he wakes up. It’s heartbreaking now.”

Hearing Xie Xun's explanation, Mei Jingxian was immediately speechless.

In the eyes of others, Bi Yubai is a master of external skills without internal strength, but in fact, Bi Yubai possesses yin and yang internal forces, and it is simply a matter of moving his fingers to untie the phantom yin finger—but he was poisoned and fell into a coma.

Hu Qingnian's medical skills are superb, and it's easy to detoxify Bi Yubai - but he was hit by the magic yin finger and couldn't do it.

- This becomes an endless loop.

Bi Yubai is at stake, so Mei Jingxian naturally cannot let it go.

However, the capital is east and west of the Guangming Peak of Kunlun Mountain, if he goes to the Guangming Peak, it means that he cannot go to the capital with Ximen Chuuxue.

Bi Yubai is in the midst of many crises, and his life is in danger at any time, and Ximen Chuuxue's trip to the capital results in mixed life and death.

Mei Jingxian fell into a dilemma for a while.

The autumn wind blows and rolls down the leaves of the old trees on the roadside.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, even Xie Xun, who was anxious in his heart, didn't speak at this moment.

The news of the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City spread widely, and he knew that Mei Jingxian was going through a painful decision at the moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly raised his hand to pick off a fallen leaf that fell on Mei Jingxian's hair, and said in a deep voice, "Go to Guangmingding."

"Lord Ximen?" Mei Jingxian raised her head to meet the other's eyes, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

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