Hidden Sword Kills the fish-lipped Jiluo

Qionghua Palace.

It was three o'clock in the night, Suyao was sitting alone in the Qionghua Palace, the water mirror reflected the complicated headdress, and the slightly cold face was a bit dazed.

In the empty hall, it seemed that the sound of breathing could echo.

How long has passed, the once full of cheers, now dead, scattered.

What should I say, or after those so-called heart demons have passed, even the surviving juniors and juniors will congratulate me more or less with a mocking tone: Senior sister will definitely carry forward my sect.

The moonlight dragged out long shadows, and the shadows were inseparable.

Until an old cough came from behind.

"Su Yao."

Looking back, it was the elder Zonglian. In the past, he always straightened his back, making it impossible for people to feel that he is now... an old man.

My heart skipped a beat, and for some reason there was panic in my heart.

"Elder Zong Lian."

Zong Lian lovingly lowered his head to look at the child who was pulling the hem of his clothes next to him. The child was not very good at talking, but just looked at him with open eyes and was very attached.

"Tomorrow, I am going to travel far away again. I have two words, and I will tell you as an elder."

Su Yao faintly felt that there was something in Zong Lian's words, she was silent for a moment and said: "Elder, please speak."

"My life is coming to an end, this Qionghua, now Xuan Su's generation is outstanding, only you and Xuan Xiao are left, and Xuan Xiao is now...you know," Zong Lian sighed, and continued: "Joan Hua's orthodoxy will depend on you to inherit it in the future, and in addition, Ziying... Originally, if I could stay in the world for another hundred years, I would be able to help him become Xuan, cough... the next generation of masters after you, now I will bring him Come back, do you understand?"

Su Yao remained silent, yes, if Xuan Xiao wasn't crazy, the position of head would not fall to her.

"Suyao obeyed the elder's orders."

Zong Lian sighed, lowered his head and said something to Ziying, Ziying hesitated for a while, and walked towards Suyao step by step.

Zong Lian walked out of Qionghua Palace step by step, and his last words disappeared in the darkness: "Suyao, you are the head of Qionghua."

"Yes... I am the head of Qionghua."

Silent for a long time, Suyao closed her eyes and said to the quiet Ziying: "I am different from you, you are talented, and your achievements will only be higher than mine in the future... But now, I am the head of Qionghua. , it is destined to be shouldered by me from the very beginning... When you take over my position, Suyao will surely open a smooth path for Qionghua in her lifetime."

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"...everyone has something to do and a way to go. They can't be blocked, and if they are blocked, they will all be smashed."

Weighing the pen, turning the ink, and turning the wrist, a word 'kill' spread out from the rice paper.

Yun Tianqing held a half pot of wine and said, "The handwriting is not bad."

"He taught me, but it's a pity that I have to use it on him now."

Ye Ershao knew that he was in a calm state of mind now. After seeing his father's skyrocketing killings, the resentment and resentment he had harbored all these years, and even the resentment about Gu Lanxiao's deception to him suddenly faded away.

"You see, between people, one person always owes another person, and since then, grievances and hatreds have been entangled. What he owes me today, maybe tomorrow I owe him the crime of killing his teacher, but even so, I want to take his life, this is the only way, there is no room for change."

"You must create such a boring knot for yourself?"

Smiling and not speaking, the paper was lit with a green lamp, and the killing characters flew into ashes in the flames, reflecting half of the handsome face, a little sad.

"Because he is alive, the betrayal cannot be terminated, so only the killing cannot be stopped."

Yun Tianqing felt in a daze that the little girl's aura in him had faded, replaced by the sharp murderous aura of a young man... just like him back then.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

He knew that Ye Ershao hadn't been idle this year. He listened to Xie Yi's suggestion and reported the medicine men who had been wandering around the Green Jade Altar to the sects of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains. Will not let go.

It happened to be the real Chixia from the Taihua Taoist temple, because he has always been upright and upright. He heard that there was an evil law in the green jade altar that harmed the common people.

Because Li Chuhuang was unruly and loves to cheat people all his life, Yun Tianqing is now the main victim and even the family member of the victim. He thought he had a good reason to fight with him, but Ye Ershao said you go, go, go, so high-profile anyway, Joan Everyone knows that Hua wants you, so just wait for the second uncle to kill you.

Yun Tianqing recalled the violence of Xuan Xiao's berserk, and decided to go back to Shouyang to have a drink with Lao Liu and talk about when to return Mengli to him.

So on the day of the battle with the Green Jade Altar, when Second Young Master Ye was about to enter alone, he met a young Taoist priest who looked a little familiar.

"Excuse me, is this the way to the upper level of the Qingyu Altar?"

Ye Ershao looked at him for a long time, then suddenly said, "Your Excellency looks familiar."

The Taoist priest seemed to have his usual indifferent expression. Hearing this, he sized Ye Ershao up and down for a while, and said curiously, "Fellow Daoist's accent...from the imperial capital?"

Ye Ershao immediately knew who it was.

When Ye Jiluo and even Ye Xiaojiluo were children, she knew that the second generation of playboys in the capital city who had never been beaten by the second uncle could count on two hands, and the second uncle had few friends. It seems to be one... If Ye Jiluo remembers well, this person should be one of Xie's sons.

At that time, the Ye family was not the number one family in the capital. The number one family was the century-old Chenjun Xie family. The Xie family was a well-known official. Walking on the street was called Zhilanyushu, which was pleasing to the eye. It belonged to the type that every woman wanted to marry. It's just that when the head of the family got old, the first emperor stood on the wrong team when he succeeded to the throne. The Xie clan was so tired that all of them were defeated because of the crime of treason, which pitied the hearts of all the women.

Before the Xie clan fell, there was a saying in the circle of noble women: Ask the king what he thinks, there is Xie Lang under the fence.

Everyone knows that this Xie Lang is Xie Qingliu, the ninth member of the Xie family...it should be the one in front of him.

Ye Jiluo has a deep impression of him entirely because the novels about him are so popular, such as "Xie Lang's Naughty Little Wife", "The Abandoned Concubine is Sultry, Qingliu Don't Mess", etc., so he looks very good. In Ye Jiluo's eyes, the normal Xie Qingliu has always been an image of an evil, crazy, unsteady and roaring emperor, "You silly woman".

But now look at it is still a normal person.

Ye Ershao's eyes were so intense that the priest had no choice but to express his doubts.

"Are you Xie Qingliu?"

The young man in front of him had clear eyes, he didn't look like a malicious court chaser, the Taoist priest was slightly puzzled: "You are?"

"My surname is Ye."

The Taoist master understood in seconds, "Do you know Xun Xiao's friend?"

"That's my second uncle. I remember destroying the chessboard for both of you when I was young."

"Then you are from the Ye Mansion... I remember Miss Ye Qi is a girl?" The Taoist priest's expression changed from slightly surprised to accepting this fact: "No wonder I always think that Miss Seven has masculine pride."

... the next Olympic Games.

Another arrow hit the knee, and Ye Ershao felt that he could no longer communicate, so he turned his head and left.

The chatterbox opened, and the Taoist priest was not as stiff as Shicai, and he caught up and said: "Just kidding, it's okay to use some tricks when you go out, but I don't know that you also embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. It seems that you are on the same road as Xun Xiao. I don't know if he has been there recently how?"

Ye Ershao knew that this person and his second uncle had a good relationship like gay friends. In a sense, the two of them died at the same time, and the second uncle must be biased towards him... can't afford to mess with him.

"Shut up." Ye Ershao heard a disciple from the Qingyu Altar passing by with a monster from a distance, pulled the Taoist priest aside and said in a low voice: "I sneaked in, where did you follow?"

"Drinking tea at the foot of the mountain, I happened to see an omission in the formation here... I was curious for a while." The Taoist priest opened his eyebrows, revealing a mixture of Confucianism and Taoism: "You haven't answered the poor Taoist's question yet."

"The two of you who care so much about my second uncle are as good as broken sleeves."

"Of course, if Xun Xiao wants to marry, Pindao can marry at any time. It's just that your old man wants to talk about the important task of inheriting the family falling on you."

Xie Qingliu is strange. If you are serious, he will be serious. If you hit the lower limit, he is lower limit than you. He is born with a calm and steady temperament, which makes people helpless.

"Forget the nonsense, I won't talk too much. My second uncle is in retreat so no one will disturb him. This time he came to Qingyu Altar just to kill a person."

"Li Chuhuang has enmity with you?"

"You don't need to know the complex relationship between family inheritance and life and death."

The Taoist priest didn't ask any more questions, and said again: "Then do you know how to find him?"

"I heard from those Qingyu altar disciples that he should be on the upper level. As far as we are talking, we have been around the Qingyu altar three times and still haven't found any troubles on the upper level." Ye Ershao pressed his eyebrows and said distressedly: "You do you know."

"Although I have never been here before, when I was drinking tea just now, I heard from passers-by that the Qingyu Altar in Hengshan has a wonderful terrain. What you said is true. Hmm... there is a way for poor Taoists." After speaking, the Taoist priest took out a purple gold gourd and pressed it on the ground with its mouth facing down, with a solemn expression.

Ye Ershao was confused and said sharply: "Could it be some powerful magic weapon that can point the way?"

"Of course," the Taoist said with a smile, "rather than being so confused, we might as well resign ourselves to fate. We will go wherever the pot falls after Pindao lets go."

Ye Ershao immediately wanted to kill him on the spot.

"Pindao's luck is always very good, just wait a little bit." The Taoist chief let go, and the gourd bone rolled in one direction, hit a few steps in a row, then went around a bush, and bumped into something.

Looking around, a teleportation array was emitting light.

Taoist leader: Acceptance.

Young Master Ye: →_→

At this time, the entire Qingyu Altar began to vibrate, and at the same time some disciples of the Qingyu Altar ran towards the main entrance of the Qingyu Altar, thinking that the attack from the outside had already started, the two of them stepped into the formation.

The star curtain hangs low in the eyes, and the ancient stars have fallen all over the place, and the stars are picturesque.

It is beautiful and elegant, just like Gu Lanxiao back then.

But after all something is different.