he doesn't use a knife

The road is long and steep, and there is no one in sight, and it seems to have no end.

Duan Yishuang closely followed Zhu Ziping's footsteps, and Mu Chang was also behind.

People from the eight sects and the Wulin League stayed at the entrance of the main hall and continued to fight.

But the three of them chased a person who didn't know where they came from, and traveled such a long distance.

But no one slowed down, and no one wanted to stop.

The movement of the man in Tsing Yi was like a gust of wind, if he slowed down a step, he would never be able to catch up.

Zhu Ziping was the most anxious to catch up.

The blood obscured his vision more and more, and he walked faster and faster, chasing more and more urgently, so that when the narrow road suddenly opened up and the blue shadow suddenly disappeared, Zhu Ziping stepped forward and almost followed jumped down.

It was Duan Yishuang who grabbed his collar.

Zhu Ziping gasped, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and the blood from his eyelids.

As if waking up from a big dream, he opened his eyes wide, and suddenly found himself standing on the edge of a cliff, only one step away!

But when Zhu Ziping looked down, he couldn't help exclaiming: "How could it be so—"

It turns out that the cliff is not so high, and the bottom is not a bottomless abyss.

The bottom of the cliff is clearly visible, and what is there can be seen clearly with only two eyes, almost everything can be seen at a glance.

In addition to the bluestone mountain moss and green grass, there is also a pool with one or two water lilies blooming on it.

It is completely different from the yellow sand all over the sky in the Liaoliao desert.

Weird and weird.People can't tell whether they have returned to the Central Plains or entered an illusion.

Duan Yishuang still lowered his eyes.

His eyes were silent, his eyes swept around the bottom of the cliff, and stopped on a rock covered with vines.

It was indeed a rock.

But it was a very big stone, so big that it was even excavated and built into a cave.

Two large characters were engraved beside the cave with great fanfare: Forbidden land.

Duan Yishuang saw it, and Zhu Ziping and Mu Chang could also see it.

The reason why a forbidden area is a forbidden area means danger.And the danger is so clearly written on it, it only means another thing——

This is a trap.

Mu Chang asked, "Should we go down such an obvious trap?"

He asked this, but his eyes only fell on Duan Yishuang.

Forbidden places are dangerous, and so are traps.

To enter a forbidden place is to put oneself in danger, to risk one's own life.

Any prudent and careful person will not put all his eggs in one basket. He must think carefully and call in a few more helpers.

But Duan Yishuang is a person who is not afraid of danger.

He has excellent self-confidence and firmly believes that he will not fall into any kind of trap.

He flew down first.

The light in the cave was very dim, but the surroundings could still be vaguely seen.It's just that farther away, there is only darkness, and you can't see your fingers.

Duan Yishuang walked in the front.

Mu Chang felt that it was very cold here.

There is no trace of life in this cave.Only black and cold.

It was so cold that he shivered, and couldn't help getting closer to Zhu Ziping.

He can't get close to Duan Yishuang.

Because no matter how hot Duan Yishuang is, it will still make him feel cold.

Gradually, Duan Yishuang stopped.

They seemed to have reached the end of the forbidden zone.

But I didn't expect that what I saw at the end would be a person - a person whose hands were bound by a heavy chain and his neck was locked.

That person sat at the end of the forbidden area, on a round platform.

In the gloom, sunlight fell from the crack above his head.

In the short moment they approached, it became clearer and clearer.

The man looked up.

That face moved slowly and extremely slowly from the shadowy darkness into the light.

Zhu Ziping suddenly stopped breathing.

Mu Chang, who usually disdained to appreciate beauties the most, took a deep breath.

Duan Yishuang was also taken aback, and couldn't even control herself well. She fell ill and couldn't help saying: "It's so ugly."

He is really sick.

There is no cure for the disease in the heart.Any sincere and heartfelt thoughts must be wrong when they are spoken.

Mu Chang admitted that this face did have the qualifications to make Duan Yishuang fall ill.

Because Duan Yishuang really hasn't had an illness for two years.

Zhu Ziping's rationality returned, and he asked very cautiously: "Who are you?"

The man just laughed.

The laughter was low and hoarse, but when the man's voice overflowed his lips and teeth, it made people think of the gentle spring breeze and the torrential rain in midsummer for no reason. Ambiguously—showing a sharp dagger.

The man said: "You came to the forbidden area of ​​my Feihua Sect, but asked who I am," the voice was as low as a lover's whisper, "There is no such reason."

Mu Chang frowned.

Zhu Ziping said: "We are looking for someone."

The man asked, "What kind of person?"

Zhu Ziping said: "Tsing-clothed, black-haired, the man who transports the long whip."

——"He," the man raised his eyes and replied slowly, "is the right guardian of my Feihuazong."

Mu Chang asked in surprise: "Are you really from Feihuazong?"

Zhu Ziping also asked: "Who are you from Feihuazong?"

The man didn't answer right away.

His eyes swept around lightly, and seemed to fall two points on Duan Yishuang's face. He lazily raised his head, the red marks on his neck and shoulders drawn by the chains were shocking, outlining the gorgeous scenery, matching the red tears under his left eye The mole is shining brightly.

His tone was very lazy: "I am the suzerain of Feihuazong, that is to say, the leader of the demon sect who committed all kinds of crimes and committed countless crimes."

"And I have a name—Xue, Lan, and Ling."

There were four people present.

But there are three people who have never heard of this name!

What's more, this name represents the suzerain of Feihua Sect and the leader of Demon Cult.

But Zhu Ziping had never heard of it.

I never knew there was such a person in Jianghu!

And these three unfamiliar words were uttered from Xue Lanling's mouth, full of ambiguity and obsessive confidence.

He is more confident than Duan Yishuang!

It seems that this name will be known by the whole rivers and lakes by nature, and everyone will be shocked by it, just like the three words Wei Feibai, it will be unforgettable for everyone, and it will be engraved in everyone's heart.

Zhu Ziping's voice was also a little tight: "You said you are the suzerain of Feihua Sect?"

Xue Lanling said: "I am indeed."

Zhu Ziping asked him: "Then do you know what Feihuazong has done recently?"

Xue Lanling said: "Let me say one thing. Although I am the suzerain of Feihua Sect, I have been imprisoned in this forbidden area for seven whole years. Therefore, I have no idea what they did."

After his words fell, before Zhu Ziping could ask questions, Mu Chang had already retorted: "But you are the suzerain of Feihua Sect!"

This is not deliberately making things difficult, but a truth that everyone should understand.

Because no matter whether it is the emperor who holds the imperial power, or the leader who responds to everyone, even if it is just a famous but free-spirited ranger like Duan Yishuang, he should also have his own responsibilities.

Anyone who has a name and identity can no longer be regarded as an ordinary person.

But being so refuted and questioned, Xue Lanling's expression still didn't show any emotion.

He didn't even look at them.

It seemed that looking at them was a kind of charity, but Xue Lanling refused to even give alms.

He was bound here by chains, obviously imprisoned on the round platform with no way out, but it made people feel that he was so free and had a very obvious aura.Condescending, covering the sky with one hand.

Xue Lanling wasn't panicked or desperate, nor was he confused or helpless—even, he even asked back without any concessions: "Is it true that to be the suzerain in this world, one must know everything to be counted?"

Mu Chang opened his mouth.

Of course it is, shouldn't it?Isn't this the universally accepted truth?

But such a simple and reasonable answer was stuck in his throat, hidden between his teeth, and he couldn't say it.

Mu Changying didn't make a sound, just clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and took half a step back.

Mu Chang closed his mouth.

Duan Yishuang said suddenly: "They poisoned the leader of the Wulin League."

His voice is so cold, like unmelted ice, like frost and snow piled up into hills.

In fact, now is the moment for Duan Yishuang to recover.

——In the brief confrontation just now, even if he was as honest as a flawless sword, he didn't dare to admit it—he was distracted by Xue Lanling's face.

Duan Yishuang's eyes were deep, her expression was as cold as usual, and a little indifferent.

Only the fingertips of his hand holding the sword were turning white.

But no one in the Jianghu could find a flaw in Duan Yishuang's expression.

He has lived for 24 years and is a man with no flaws.

That sentence, ringing loudly, fell in my ears.

Xue Lanling's expression was exactly the same as his indifference, without any emotion or surprise.

Xue Lanling said: "So that's how it is... I have advised them many times that there is no future for being a demon cult. Why don't the prodigal son turn around, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? Why not punish the evil and promote the good, and be a hero and fight for righteousness, and become famous all over the world. If you are loved by others, why bother to live a life like rats roaming the streets, where everyone shouts and beats you." The majestic Demon Cult leader said, "It's a pity, it seems that they didn't listen to a word."

Mu Chang heard the words, endured it, but still couldn't hold back his surprise: "Are you really the suzerain of the Feihua Sect? Are you really the leader of the Demon Cult?"

This notorious Demon Cult, which everyone can punish, makes people hate it, and can't wait for the Demon Cult to cramp.

How could there be such a "gentleman" leader?

Zhu Ziping also frowned tightly.

"You can't trust your one-sided words. In any case, as the suzerain of Feihua Sect, how can you know nothing about the affairs of the sect?"

"But why not?" Xue Lanling said.

"I have already said that I have been imprisoned in this forbidden place for seven years. If they recognize me as the leader, why am I imprisoned here? The way they want to go is different from the way I want to go. I Even if it is a nominal leader, it is only a leader."

Xue Lanling's words really make sense.

The truth is not that it really makes sense, but that they can't think of how else to refute it!

Could it be that there really is such an innocent leader of the Demon Cult in the Jianghu?

Could it be that Xue Lanling is really the leader of the Demon Cult who is in the dark and has a heart for the light?

Zhu Ziping was speechless.

Because no matter whether Xue Lanling was telling the truth or a lie, they were helpless against him!

If you can find [-]% of the truth by prying open a person's mouth, where are there so many lies?

The situation suddenly stalemate.

But at such a stalemate, Duan Yishuang asked an extremely inappropriate question.

It doesn't make any sense to ask this question.

But Duan Yishuang still asked: "You have been imprisoned in the forbidden area for seven years, so how old are you now?"

What made Mu Chang even more speechless was that Xue Lanling responded very cooperatively.

--"nineteen."

Such a demon cult leader, such a flying flower suzerain!

Captivating enough to be beautiful enough to kill people, with such a chilling aura, beyond all self-confidence and arrogance.

It turned out that he was only 19 years old!

How can someone be only nineteen years old, but not at all youthful?

Under the dim yellow light, Xue Lanling's beautiful face was both stern and cold.

He is perfect for killing people with his beauty.

——Beautiful to the extreme, beautiful enough to be as cold as him, beauty becomes a sharp weapon, full of aggression.

Zhu Ziping suddenly said: "In your opinion, you have been imprisoned here since you were 12 years old?"

Xue Lanling said: "To be precise, when I was 12 years old and one month old, I was imprisoned here by the elders and the four guardians."

"But as the suzerain of the Feihua Sect, the whole sect should obey your orders," Zhu Ziping said. "If they don't want to obey, they can kill you and replace you. Why should you be spared?"

Xue Lanling laughed.

He tilted his head slightly, leaving half a pale face behind, and his voice floated up, soft as spring water, like a zither plucked strings slowly echoing, leaching out the softness that belongs to this whisper, "... If there is anything in the world Things have to be reasonable, then there is no such thing as bullying teachers and ancestors, killing fathers and brothers."

He said very cruel words in a very gentle tone.

Xue Lanling said: "Maybe the reason they didn't kill me was because they would have to pay a very high price if they wanted to kill me."

"A great price?"

"The elder and the four guardians, with so many people, shouldn't it be easy to kill you?" Zhu Ziping asked.

Xue Lanling was still smiling.

As if he heard something funny, the smile on his lips deepened by two points.

Xue Lanling said: "They can't beat me. If they want to kill me, I will definitely take one or two lives. After all, who wants to live, and who is willing to die in my hands for no reason?"

"Ah, by the way—" He sighed lazily, and continued leisurely like humming a song, "At that time, I seemed to be insane. I couldn't control myself."

Every word he said was unrecognizable.

It's hard to distinguish, as if every sentence is so sincere, and it seems that every sentence is a lie.

Mu Chang has endured it for a long time.

He has already returned to vulgarity, so naturally he doesn't need to abide by any rules and precepts. He took a big step forward when he heard the words, and said: "What do you do with so much! I have been listening here for a long time, and in conclusion, this person is the leader of a demon sect, and killing him is doing justice for the heavens." !"

After all, he raised his right hand and was about to pat it down!

But Zhu Ziping said: "Slow!"

Mu Chang's hand was hanging in the air: "What do you want to say? Say it first, I'm not used to him!"

Zhu Ziping said: "If what he said is true, then wouldn't we be killing innocent people indiscriminately. How is this different from the Devil's Cult?"

"But he is clearly fooling us!" Mu Changdao, "What is it that he is insane and wants to be a chivalrous man? After all, he is innocent, and everything about Feihuazong has nothing to do with him! Such a greed for life and fear of death is just a mistake." Even if he has never done what a villain does, if he returns to the mountain, there is no telling what kind of person he will become!"

Zhu Ziping frowned: "How can you be so sure before things happen?"

Mu Chang choked, and suddenly said loudly: "Zhu Ziping, Fei Huazong killed Alliance Leader Wei!"

When this sentence fell down, it hit the most painful place in Zhu Ziping's heart.

Zhu Ziping suddenly turned pale.

However, at this moment, Duan Yishuang spoke up: "It hasn't reached this point yet, if you want to vent your anger, every plant and tree in the Feihua Sect will be considered guilty, but you and I should not be so extreme in the first place."

Mu Chang had nothing to say when he said what seemed to be a rescue and a reminder.

Mu Chang clasped his hands together, sighed, and said, "Then what else do you think? If you don't want to kill him, you'll be done. If you let him go, who can accept him from the Eight Great Martial Arts Schools or the Wulin League? The three of us, who can accept him?" Can you supervise him all the time?"

There was a moment of silence in the forbidden area.

Holding the sword, Duan Yishuang remained silent, as if thinking about how to solve this problem.

—— "Why bother?" Xue Lanling's voice sounded slowly in the silence, without any rejoicing or loss.Such a person seems to always have a gentle and sharp voice, which makes people sink and kills people, "One of them wants to let me go, and the other wants to kill me. If you want to kill me, you can kill me." , if you want to let me go, then you let me go. As for who will accept me..."

Xue Lanling's words stopped at this critical moment.

But Duan Yishuang seemed to understand what he meant, and the fingertips holding the sword turned whiter.

"I have something to say, or not to say, but I don't know if you want to hear it or not."

He said with a smile.

Duan Yishuang's expression was as frosty as snowy, with a faint