Kuai Chuan's brother is the real boss

Wanyankang was full of thoughts, leaning against the tree alone, the east was pale, but the bright moon in the night sky last night had not completely disappeared, and there was a phenomenon that the sun and the moon were in the same sky.

"If I were you, I would go back to practice my sword now instead of worrying about the moon and the sun here." Li Mochou handed a jug to Wan Yankang and said.

"I'm not in the mood to practice swords now." Wan Yankang took the jug and looked up at Li Mochou, "You can't understand my feelings."

Wanyan Kang himself didn't notice that the strong grievance in his tone was different from that in front of his parents and elder brother.

"Although I am not you, I can understand how you feel now. I was picked up by Master at the gate of the ancient tomb since I was a child. I regard Master as my closest person, but if there is no accident, I will never go back to the ancient tomb in my life." Tomb, and will not meet Master."

Li Mochou understands the feeling of leaving a dear one.

Wan Yankang was a little surprised, Li Mochou had never said these words before, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was no need to say them. He had seen these things with his own eyes, but he had never thought about them carefully.

"Then did you also feel abandoned at that time?" His biological mother abandoned him for a man. What is more sad in this world than being abandoned by his biological mother?

"To be precise, it's not being abandoned, it's just that the way is different." Li Mochou chuckled, took the jug and poured herself a glass. It was still very cold in the morning, and she needed to drink to warm her body.

She had thought a lot in the past few months after leaving the ancient tomb. Her master insisted that all the men in the world are hateful. It was because the patriarch's mother-in-law had emotional entanglements with Wang Chongyang and was hurt, so her master was in a state of despair.

But she doesn't need to be like this at all, love is love and hate is hate, when she loves Lu Zhanyuan, she can run out of the ancient tomb to look for him at the risk of being expelled from the teacher's school, and after finding out that he betrayed her, she chooses revenge .

Back at Mount Zhongnan, Master let her kill Wanyankang before forgiving her and accepting her to re-enter the ancient tomb. This time, she chose to leave the ancient tomb again. It had nothing to do with love, only because Wanyankang was her friend.

It is true that she really wanted to go back to the ancient tomb, but at the cost of her friend's life, she knew it with her own hands. She couldn't do this, so she left.

But the master is still her master, and still her close relative in life, it's just that they took different paths.

"Ordinary people who have many sons will have to separate when they grow up. The father and mother choose which son to live with. No one can change the fact that she is your mother."

Wan Yankang listened to Li Mochou's slow talk. Of course he knew that the world was not black and white. He also knew that one day he and his elder brother would have their own families and their parents would leave them, but he couldn't accept that his mother died because of a man. leave him.

"Leaving is mutual. You left your mother, and your mother also left you. If your mother can accept leaving you, why can't you accept the fact that she left?"

Li Mochou's words are naked, but they are the most real existence. It's not that Wanyan Kang doesn't know this truth, but he can't accept it. Now that layer of window paper is pierced by Li Mochou.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the jug, and made a decision in his heart. If his mother really wanted to be with Yang Tiexin and leave them, he would no longer object, nor would he try his best to separate them, as long as she Can really get down and leave them.

In fact, of course Bao Xiruo was reluctant to part with her, and she couldn't help herself, but someone pushed her forward.

What Qiu Chuji wanted was such an effect. The incident 18 years ago should be over. Knowing that Wanyan Honglie was coming, he sent someone to inform the disciples of Quanzhen Sect and Guo Jing early in the morning.

The murderer who killed the Guo Yang family should also be punished as he should.

He knew that Wanyan Honglie must have guards around him, but this place is not under the jurisdiction of Jinren, no matter how many guards around Wanyan Honglie are just guards, they cannot be compared with people with martial arts.

But things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he thought, until Wanyan Honglie and his party entered the city, he hadn't seen the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. Fortunately, Guo Jing and Huang Rong came.

When I asked them, they all said that they didn't see any disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. Could it be that something unexpected happened?

It was night, Jiang Yan looked at the candlelight on the table, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "This is the third time, it seems that Taoist Qiu likes to sneak into other people's rooms at night, but I'm just a man, I don't know How many girls did the Taoist priest harm with this trick?"

"You little thief, don't try to ruin my reputation." Qiu Chuji suppressed his anger, he found that Jiang Yan could always stir up his anger with just a few words.

"Hehe, Daoist Qiu, don't blame me for being blind, that's what I saw."

Qiu Chuji drew his long sword out of its sheath and pointed it directly at Jiang Yan, and the point of the sword touched his throat directly, "The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect have not arrived for a long time, but what did you do?"

"Since Daoist Qiu already knows, why bother to ask?" Knowing that Qiu Chuji wanted to avenge the Guo and Yang families, of course he had to be on guard. Those disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were making such big moves, it was hard for him not to notice. .

"It really was you, what did you do to them?"

Jiang Yan looked down at the blade of the sword. This was a sword that had fought bloody battles. The light in the room was faint and the chill emanating from it could still be felt. It was a pity that such a good sword would soon cease to exist.

"Don't worry, you'll see them soon."

As Jiang Yan slapped the sword with his palm, Qiu Chuji felt a numbness in his arm, and suddenly let go of the sword.

With a 'snap', the sword fell to the ground and instantly shattered into two pieces.

Qiu Chuji was startled, this is the sword passed to him by his master, he looked at Jiang Yan, but before he could react, he was tied up with a rope.

I saw Jiang Yan flicking his sleeves, the fragrance hit him, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Came here three times, and the result was the same three times. Jiang Yan looked at Qiu Chuji who was lying on the ground. Why do these people from Jianghu like to visit late at night?

Right here, Wanyan Honglie walked in from the door, looked at the fallen Qiu Chuji with a smile on his face, "As expected of my father's good boy."

"How does the father plan to deal with him?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Don't kill him yet, lock him up with those Quanzhen disciples, and there will be a guarantee when necessary."

Putting all eggs in one basket, Wanyan Honglie is too confident?

Don't lose your sense of risk at any time, otherwise you will really lose everything.

Jiang Yan's eyes were stained with a smile, but he didn't make any reminders. He waited to see what would happen tomorrow, and at the same time looked forward to the development of the situation.