Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Thunder roared, wrapped in more and more dense raindrops, resounding through the sky and the earth, and the wet and cold wind passed through the forest, bringing a bloody smell that seemed to be still hot.

I don't know who called out "Sect Leader", and along with the increasingly intense ups and downs, more weeping sounded.

Witnessing Xie Yijun's chest pierced by Meng Wugui with his own eyes, even though the disciples had learned the truth, they still couldn't help feeling sad and shed tears for her.

Everyone is still in a dream, unable to wake up.

The blood-stained sword tip was quickly washed away by the rain, Meng Wugui looked at Xie Yijun coldly, and the smile on his face gradually faded to silence.Yin Qiu stepped on the newborn spring grass and squatted down beside Xie Yijun. She looked at the familiar face, the white hair on Xie Yijun's sideburns, the blood on her body and her eyes that were still wide open.

"That day my father asked me to go first, saying that they would come to join me after I went down the mountain."

The voice of Meng Wugui rang above Yin Qiu's head.

Yin Qiu looked up at her, and Meng Wugui said softly: "At that time, I achieved nothing, my studies were a mess, and my kung fu was so good that I played nets in the sun. I was useless at all. The Ziwei sect broke the door of Ruyimen, and I can't do it." Fighting for your family like Sister Dong, you can only be escorted by the other two senior sisters and flee down the mountain."

In the process of leaving, the three of them did not go smoothly. In order to protect Meng Wugui, the two senior sisters even lost their lives.Fortunately, Meng Wugui was a little clever. She took off her clean coat, took off a bloody coat from the dead man, and then wiped other people's blood on her face. After the reinforcements from the palace arrived, they fled to the mountains and forests.

She usually likes to skip class and go to Liaoping County at the foot of the mountain to play. The road of Liucang Mountain is very familiar to her, but that day, for some reason, Meng Wugui wandered around in the woods and lost her way.She wanted to run back to be with her parents, but she was also afraid that she would become a burden to them when she went back. She was so frightened and aimless. She was in a panic and looked for the way down the mountain in the rain. After a while, she Suddenly saw Shen Mandong not far away.

Meng Wugui was overjoyed, and wanted to go up to meet Shen Mandong, but she had just walked out from behind the tree, and before she had time to shout "Sister Dong", Shen Mandong was suddenly killed by a sword when she turned around, and fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.

Meng Wugui was struck by lightning, and she froze on the spot. She opened her mouth in astonishment, and saw the man holding the sword turn around with a baby in his arms, revealing a face she had seen countless times before.

She remembered Xie Yijun.

Meng Wugui had been to Yunhua Palace, and Xie Yijun followed Shen Mandong to Ruyi Gate. She recognized this person, and also knew that Xie Yijun was the senior sister of Yunhua Palace, and she was also a disciple of the same sect leader as Shen Mandong.

But she didn't know why Xie Yijun wanted to kill Shen Mandong.

Meng Wugui was heartbroken, but she didn't dare to go up to find Xie Yijun to do her best. She hid in the woods in a panic and hid herself. When Xie Yijun threw Shen Mandong into the fire and left, Meng Wugui returned the same way. , followed her, and saw Xie Yijun throwing Yin Qiu into the burning delivery room.

"It's too hot, I'm not good at kung fu, so I can't save you," Meng Wugui looked down at Yin Qiu, and said in a low voice, "I'm also worried that if I show up, if Xie Yijun finds out, she will definitely kill you." Will silence me, so I can only leave you and go to my parents."

Yin Qiu took off the Buddhist beads on Xie Yijun's wrist and said, "And then?"

"Then it happened that she killed my parents as well," Meng Wugui said. "The scene was very chaotic at that time, everyone was fighting, and no one could spare any energy to take care of me. No matter who I asked for help, they You don't listen to me, and you don't have time to listen to me."

It was not until nightfall that the torrential rain completely extinguished the fire on Liucang Mountain. Meng Wugui did not go down the mountain, and kept hiding in the dark in fear. After Yunhua Palace repelled the Ziwei Sect, she walked out in a daze, wanting to see if there were any The relative survived, and several Yunhua disciples saw her and asked, "Which family are you from? Are you from the Shen family?"

Meng Wugui was taken aback, fearing that these people were Xie Yijun's subordinates, he turned around and ran away without saying a word. Seeing her acting suspiciously, disciple Yunhua naturally wanted to catch up with her and ask for clarification.Meng Wugui had no choice but to draw a sword from a charred corpse at his feet. When his life was at stake, he showed a skill that he didn't usually have, scaring those Yunhua disciples. She failed to catch up, and when she hid again, she realized that the sword in her hand was Shen Mandong's Ice Chaser.

"That should be my father's body," Yin Qiu's expression darkened when he heard this, "I heard from Nangong Min that he walked into the fire by himself."

Meng Wugui snorted and said, "He did walk into the fire by himself, but he was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he didn't really bury his life there."

Yin Qiu was taken aback, not understanding, so he asked, "...what do you mean?"

Meng Wugui looked into Yin Qiu's eyes, as if seeing someone else through her.Meng Wugui said: "It means that your father is not dead at all, he is still alive."

Hearing what she said clearly, Yin Qiu's breath was stagnant, and he said in disbelief, "What did you say? My father...my father is not dead?"

Meng Wugui's face turned cold, and he smiled coldly: "It's good that he died, but if he didn't die, it would ruin my business. If it wasn't for him, I would have to take down your Yunhua Palace today."

A white light flashed in his mind, and Yin Qiu felt chills all over his body in an instant.

In today's battle, who else helped Yunhua Palace?

Isn't that...

Meng Wugui ignored Yin Qiu's reaction, stabbed Xie Yijun's body a few more times to vent his anger, and then turned around and walked towards Nangong Min.

"Wait!" Yin Qiu quickly caught up with her and grabbed Meng Wugui's sleeve, "Who is it? You know who my father is, right?"

Meng Wugui flicked his sleeves and pushed Yin Qiu away: "You clearly already have the answer, why do you still need to ask me?"

"I want to hear from you!" Yin Qiu said anxiously and persistently, "I can't guess it myself, please tell me... who is my father?"

Meng Wugui said impatiently: "I'll say it myself? You should let him tell you himself. When these messy things are over, he will naturally come to you. I have other things to do now, let's go!"

When Yin Qiu first heard about this, he was shocked unbearably, how could he stop there?But Meng Wugui was determined not to say anything, and his attitude was cold, so Yin Qiu had no choice but to follow her out of the forest.

The disciples were still wiping away their tears, and they still couldn't fully accept Xie Yijun's various crimes. Only Ji Wanshu looked calm as usual, without showing any emotion.

"The head is gone, and I can only rely on Senior Sister Ji from now on..."

"Yes, Senior Sister, our Yunhua has undergone such a huge change today, we will have to rely on you to support the palace going forward!"

"Uncle's fire poison has not been cured yet, can this, this Nangong leader promise?"

……

In fact, Ji Wanshu's calmness is also pretended. Although she did not get along with Xie Yijun after entering the palace, there were many quarrels. Xie Yijun was also very strict with her, and he was always unwilling to be gentle, but it was mostly for her own good.Now that Xie Yijun was killed by Meng Wugui, Ji Wanshu also needs time to accept everything about Xie Yijun, but she is already the young master. Under such circumstances, she can't show a little frustration. If it is Liushen Wuzhu, the remaining disciples will be even more at a loss, not knowing what to do.

A warm temperature came from her side, and a hand was gently pressed between her fingers. Ji Wanshu subconsciously held that hand back, and Wen Zhaoyu said in her ear: "Don't worry, you will be a girl too." Good boss."

Ji Wanshu was a little confused, and sighed deeply: "Me? I'm not sure."

"That's okay," Wen Chaoyu said, "There are also Man Jiangxue and Yin Qiu, as well as Lu Huaiwei and so many disciples of Yunhua, they will all help you."

Ji Wanshu was quiet for a while: "What about you?"

"I'm useless," Wen Chaoyu smiled, "I can only bring you tea and water, I can't help you with anything else."

"That's not bad," Ji Wanshu said, "It's fine if you don't leave."

"Where else can I go?" Wen Zhaoyu said.

Ji Wanshu said nothing, and glanced at Nangong Min who was diagonally opposite.

Wen Chaoyu looked up following her line of sight, and the white shadows around her flickered, Man Jiangxue had already started to stand unsteadily, Wen Zhaoyu immediately reached out to help her up, and Yin Qiu also flew down over there in a hurry, and said eagerly: " Nangong... Auntie! Uncle, she..."

Nangong smiled and remained silent.

Meng Wugui avenged her revenge, but she didn't see much joy showing her true feelings. She looked at Man Jiangxue and said, "What are you doing standing there? If you want to go back on your regrets and not save others, then immediately fight with me. Don't delay."

Nangong min said: "If you agreed to allow me to meditate to recover my energy, does it still count?"

Meng Wugui said coldly: "What you say counts naturally, are you going to save it or not? Stop talking nonsense."

"Help, if you don't save me, how can you get my holy sword back?" Nangong Min chuckled, stood still in front of Man Jiangxue, raised her hand to clasp Man Jiangxue's wrist, and within half a cup of tea, she came back again. He took his hand back.

Yin Qiu hurriedly opened Man Jiangxue's sleeves and saw that there was no golden light left on her wound, but the blood was still flowing, so she couldn't help but wondered: "...are you done?"

"Okay," Nangong Min said, "It would be too time-consuming to heal her wounds. I transferred the fire poison in her body to myself, so it would be faster."

Yin Qiu was surprised and said, "Then you..."

"Are you worried about me?" Nangong Min raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "No one has worried about me for so many years, does it feel good?"

Yin Qiu said with a complicated expression: "Stop joking, you are going to have a showdown with my aunt, can you digest this poison in a while?"

"I can't digest it, it will take at least two hours, but it doesn't matter," Nangong Min took off his coat and threw it on Yin Qiu's head, "It's raining, cover it for your uncle, she still Don't worry, if you get a high fever in the rain, then it's out of my control."

Seeing that she was about to pick a place to fight with Meng Wugui after she said this, Meng Jing hurriedly said: "Then the medicine I brought can be used by the uncle!"

"Without fire poison, you can use any medicine," Nangong Min Chong Meng Wugui made a "please" gesture, "Come on."

Meng Wugui looked at her strangely, and asked, "What effect will it have if you absorb the fire poison?"

Nangong Min twirled the sword in his hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Although it can't hurt me, it can also make my true energy disorder."

She wants to suppress and disperse the fire poison with her internal strength, but she is not as calm as she seems on the surface. If she wants to fight Meng Wugui at this time, she will undoubtedly suffer a disadvantage.

"Like I said, I don't bother to take advantage of others." Meng Wugui was silent for a moment, and said solemnly, "I can give you time to adjust your breath, and you don't need to let me. Even if you don't come today, I will I don't want you to let me regroup and break into your Ziwei Cult."

"Who said I let you?" Nangong Min looked her back and forth, "Do you really think you can beat me?"

The dream has no return and slightly scoffs.

"If you want revenge, you have to use any means. You haven't learned this truth from Ye Zhilan and Xie Yijun?" Nan Gongmin said, "If everyone takes revenge like you do, the world will be peaceful."

"All those who use unscrupulous methods are dead," Meng Wugui said, "Even if I lose to you today, I am convinced."

Under the eyes of everyone, the two of them were not far apart, and they had a peaceful conversation, but at this moment, there was a sense of sympathy for each other.

"I don't care about kung fu, but your character makes me admire," Nangong Min said, "If it weren't for the situation, you and I could sit down and have a glass of wine and make friends."

Meng Wugui sneered twice: "In the next life."

I don't know who came out with the sword first, and when the crowd reacted, the two figures, one red and one purple, had already collided with each other in an uncapturable moment.

The sword light flickered, the trees trembled, and the peaceful atmosphere just now suddenly became chilling. The wind was roaring, and the torrential rain was hitting people, splashing unnoticed water.

With a loud sound of "Zheng!", the two sharp swords collided, and the thin white blades reflected two pairs of eyebrows and eyes that were as cold as ice.The blades were staggered, the sparks from the friction suddenly appeared, and then extinguished in the rain, Meng Wugui turned his wrist, with amazing arm strength, he pressed down Nan Gongmin's sword, bending it into an arc that seemed about to break immediately.Nangong Min didn't choose to face the difficulties, and dexterously sank down, dispelling Meng Wugui's violent blow, and then with a backhand, he stabbed Meng Wugui's left shoulder.

The sword intent was like a swimming dragon, majestic and powerful, and Meng Wugui immediately dodged sideways, stepped on his feet, dodged a move, turned over and jumped behind Nangong Min, and stabbed her back in the heart.Nan Gongmin blocked with a backhand, turned around to receive the move, the two seemed to be fighting safely, they were back and forth, and they didn't seem to be very tense, but in fact every move contained deep internal strength, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.The more masters fight, they often don't use fancy moves to present treasures, but fight for the depth of internal strength.

Remnants of leaves and flying flowers rolled in the air, brushed against Nangong Min's cheek, leaving tiny bloodstains, Meng Wugui was born in Nine Immortals Hall, his martial arts methods are mixed with the masters of hundreds of schools, not only those who specialize in swordsmanship, anything It can be used by her as a weapon.But Ziwei Sect's mind is vicious, treacherous, and unfathomable. Nangong Min's inner breath is not stable enough. On the one hand, she has to be careful to restrain the fire poison, and on the other hand, she has to use it to resist the dream of no return. It is a bit difficult, but even so, she still There was no panic, each move was easy to handle, and there was a degree of relaxation. The two fought like a raging fire. After hundreds of moves in a short period of time, no one was seen as losing the wind.

Everyone held their breaths and concentrated, all were stunned by this rare confrontation, and Yin Qiu helped Man Jiangxue to sit down. Ji Wanshu couldn't help but say, "Everyone has their own strengths, it's really exciting!"

Wen Zhaoyu looked at that place from afar, shook his head and said, "Nangong Min hasn't exerted all his strength yet, but Meng Wugui is eager for success. She is still a bit younger after all, not as old as Nangong Min."

Ji Wanshu disagreed with her words, and said: "If it were me, I would spare no effort like her. Nangong Min was affected by the fire poison and couldn't go all out. If the dream has no return, he should be ruthless. This is a life-and-death struggle, not Once the competition is lengthened, if Nangong Min uses up his poison in the duel, it will only be more detrimental to Meng Wugui."

Wen Chaoyu pondered for a while: "It's reasonable, but if Meng Wugui doesn't have the ability to defeat Nangong Min as soon as possible, then in the later stage, she doesn't have much physical strength left, and she will start to show signs of decline."

The two were analyzing the battle situation, Bai Ling and Duan Ning were dazzled and dazzled, and Duan Ning said excitedly: "That's amazing! Will the Nine Immortal Hall and Ziwei Sect accept new disciples? I want to change my love!" "

Bai Ling couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this, and said speechlessly: "Nine Immortals Hall is fine, don't even think about Ziwei teaching you, what is that place? Although what the leader of Nangong did today made me feel sorry for her. It’s changed, but it still can’t change the fact that the Ziwei Cult is a Demon Cult, if you want to follow her, Master Duan must break your legs.”

"What kind of demon sect is not a demon sect? If it weren't for that holy sword, the Ziwei sect would not have become a demon sect!" Duan Ning yelled, "I heard from my father that in the past years, the Ziwei sect also had When they are popular, there is the holy sword, and other sects are afraid of them, and they want to snatch the holy sword into their own hands, so they give people the infamy of the devil sect, and if they want to deal with the Nangong family, I am! The reason why I looked down on Jianghu sects before is that they are not good things anyway!"

"Is it right that the Ziwei Cult kills innocent people indiscriminately? Did Nangong Min ask people to kill the refugees in the cities of various states last year?" Bai Ling retorted, not to be outdone, "There is no excuse for doing evil things, except the Ziwei Cult. Who has ever done such an outrageous thing? You don't know right from wrong, and even our Yunhua Palace scolded you, so why did you stop people from entering the city when something happened to the refugees!"

Duan Ning blushed when he mentioned the past, and said in a low voice: "I, I was kicked by a donkey at the time! Besides, I was also doing it for the people in the city, okay? If those refugees came into the city with the disease, Are you responsible for causing the plague in the future?"

Bai Ling said: "Our Yunhua disciples are in charge of refugees. After taking them into the city, we naturally know how to arrange them properly. We won't let them contact the people in the city. You are just adding to the chaos!"

Duan Ning stared: "I made a mess, but I changed it too! I also saved Meng Jing and Yin Qiu! I also saved your uncle in the tunnel before, please be polite to me! "

Unexpectedly, the two of them could still quarrel at such a time, Yin Qiu sighed and said, "Can you stop bickering?" After speaking, he looked at Meng Jing and asked, "How's the uncle's injury?"

Meng Jing applied medicine to Man Jiangxue, wrapped the bandage, took out a few pills for her, and said: "The bleeding has stopped, and I will cut off the dead flesh. Don't get water on it. I have to change the dressing every day, and I have to be careful not to have a fever."

Yin Qiu glanced at the bloodstains on the ground, feeling very distressed. He couldn't get too close to Man Jiangxue in front of Meng Jing, so he could only hold her hand and asked, "Master must be in pain, right?"

Before Man Jiangxue could say "it doesn't hurt", a frightening wave of anger erupted from Meng Wugui and Nangong Min's place, and immediately rushed towards them.Man Jiangxue immediately hugged Yin Qiu by the waist, and flew into the air to avoid it. When the two of them landed, Wen Chaoyu, Ji Wanshu and Bai Ling also stood beside them, only Duan Ning and Meng Jing were a step behind, He was almost injured by the air wave.

The disciples and the disciples of the Ziwei Cult hurriedly moved away, but no one was hurt. Duan Ning's hand was only attached to the bone, and he didn't react in time. He grabbed Meng Jing's back collar and remembered that he was dislocated earlier. But it was not easy to throw the person back, so he could only drag Meng Jing to one side with his teeth bared, screaming in pain.

"Calm down, don't shout," Meng Jing was so frightened by her that she almost didn't bring it up, "You can't let this hand go, I'll hang it up with a bandage for you."

With a pale face, Duan Ning slumped on the ground and said, "Oh...then take it easy."

Everyone dodged the storm, stood firm and looked forward again. Meng Wugui and Nangong Min had already entered the forest. The rain was rushing and the wind was blowing, and the forest was destroyed beyond repair. In its original appearance, there were broken wood and dead grass everywhere, and the ground was in a mess.

Just now, the two of them dropped their swords and slapped each other head-on. Both of them suffered heavy injuries from each other, and they flew backwards and broke many branches.As Wen Zhaoyu said, Meng Wugui saw the enemy's eagerness to win, every move was ruthless, gradually showing fatigue over time, and Nangong Min wanted to fight her, so he had to come up with more After such a fight, a lot of internal and physical strength was consumed, the two fell to the ground, and when they got up again, they looked ugly.

The dress was stained with mud and blood, and the two of them were drenched and embarrassed.Meng Wugui did not expect that Nangong Min could draw with her even when the fire poison was still unresolved, so she couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable. Nangong Min was right, she is a rising star, even if she has worked hard and practiced hard all these years , but after all, she has learned martial arts for so many years less than Nangong Min, and it is really rare for her to be able to fight this leader who makes the world fearful.

But this is not enough, far from enough, what she has to do is not only to be able to match her, but also to surpass her and kill her.

Raising his hand to summon the saber, Meng Wugui flew to meet him again, Nan Gongmin also retrieved the saber again, and once again wrestled with Meng Wugui to the same place.The four eyes met, and each other's eyes showed the determination to not give up. The true energy was surging, and the sword moves were so complicated that it was impossible to tell how many moves they had made.The black clouds weighed down on the top, the skirts fluttered, and the figures of the two changed quickly, like ghosts and ghosts, and their moves were obviously murderous. , Qiqi let out an ear-piercing cry.

The next moment, the blade of the sword shattered and flew away, cutting off two locks of black hair, and fell into the mud pit.Nangong Min moved forward with a palm, bent five fingers, and hit Meng Wugui hard on the chest. Meng Wugui's lips turned pale in an instant, but he never retreated. He raised his hand and clasped Nangong Min's wrist in one breath, and sent it away with all his strength. Inner strength, Nangong Min's shoulder blades fell off immediately after hearing a "click", and the two of them faced each other again, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground wrestling.

After fighting for a long time, the two of them never had a conversation, they just stared at each other's movements with full attention, and they fought evenly.Duan Ning saw Nangong Min pick up the bone without saying a word, without even frowning, he couldn't help sighing, "...doesn't she feel the pain? She's a hero among women, I'm ashamed of myself."

Over there, Nangong Min stood up without changing his face, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, Meng Wugui covered his heart and also straightened up, already seriously injured.Nangong Min moved his arms and asked, "Do you want to fight again?"

Meng Wugui smiled silently, breathing heavily: "Of course we have to fight."

"You can't beat me," Nangong Min said, "I didn't mean to underestimate you, it's a fact."

After this fight, Meng Wugui has figured out Nangong Min's skills. She has to admit that under the restraint of fire poison, she can't defeat Nangong Min as soon as possible. harder to deal with.

The leader of the Ziwei Sect is indeed not in vain.

"Whether you can win or not depends on the final result." Meng Wugui gathered his palms together, his eyes were burning, "In short, today either you die or I die!"

The remnant wood floated and condensed around her body, emitting a fierce cold light. Nangong Min saw that she was going to use all her strength to make a final desperate fight with herself, so she stopped being distracted and secretly circulated her internal energy, planning to take her blow.

The wind and rain became worse, the branches and leaves trembled violently, and the powerful true energy made the hairs of everyone present stand on end, and they all held their breath.In a fair duel, no one is allowed to break the rules of the rivers and lakes. Although the followers of the Ziwei Cult wanted to step forward to help Nangong, they all stood calmly in place and never interfered.Yin Qiu looked at Meng Wugui, and also sweated for her. Today was the first time she and Meng Wugui met officially, but they had to face such a situation. Yin Qiu didn't want her to lose, nor did she want Nangong to be defeated. She felt sorry for Nangong. Min's feelings are very complicated, these two people are relatives in different senses to Yin Qiu, and Yin Qiu doesn't want to see either of them die this time.

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified to a new height, even Duan Ning fell silent, everyone fell silent, the two on the battlefield carried a dazzling white light, passed through the flying sand and rocks, and collided head-on——

An unprecedented loud sound exploded suddenly, causing the world to shake violently. The broken trees were like sharp arrows, sweeping towards the sky and covering the earth. Destroyed the few remaining trees in the forest.The red skirt was torn, and the blood flowed down, but it seemed to have overturned the water. Nangong Min let go of the true energy that suppressed the fire poison, let the fire burn herself, and smashed all the broken pieces that came towards her with all her strength. Wood stumps.

"boom!"

The powder scattered all over the sky, and then became invisible in the rain, all the true energy sent out was pushed back, Meng Wugui couldn't dodge in time, was backlashed by the fierce murderous aura, and when he was about to turn over to avoid it, Nangong Min was in an instant. Approaching her body, an incomparable palm force fell towards her face like a dark cloud closing the moon.

What reached his eyes faster than that palm force was the blood overflowing from the corner of Nangong Min's lips.

Drop by drop, there was still residual warmth, as if something hard had hit Meng Wugui's face heavily.

Everything is irreparable, and the outcome is about to be decided at this moment. Meng Wugui's pupils shrank, and the blood in her body flowed uncontrollably back to her heart. She subconsciously raised her hand, trying to interrupt Nangong again. She held her arm, but the opponent's aura made her limbs stiff, and she was almost unable to move.

Just as the palm was about to hit her chest, a green figure suddenly flashed in front of Meng Wugui for some reason. The shadow was very fast and flexible, and at this critical juncture, it broke between her and Nangong Min very dangerously. !

There is no turning back arrow when opening the bow, and there is no reason to take back the palm that was sent out. Once it is interrupted, it will be counterattacked. The ruthless palm fell to the bottom, and slapped the man's heart with the momentum of smashing everything.

A muffled groan sounded, and it was blocked by the blood gushing from its throat. The green figure was hit by this, and before it could even utter a scream, it fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, splashing Large swaths of mud.

The aftermath hit, although Meng Wugui was not hit by Nangong Min, she was also affected, her throat sweetened, and she forced back the surging blood pressure, a trace of doubt flashed on Nangong Min's face, and she was not well Where to go, the two fell to the ground at the same time to pant, and after a while, they looked at the figure in the mud pit at the same time.

It was a young girl, wearing a green round-neck skirt, lying there like a green lotus leaf.

Seeing clearly who that person was, Meng Wugui felt as if someone covered his head and hit him with a sap, his mind was buzzing and his face was pale.

The sudden change caused everyone present to be stunned in place.

"Who is that?"

"What a girl!"

"Damn it! If my leader killed someone, what is the origin of this girl? She is so good at lightness kung fu!"

……

The followers of Ziwei Cult didn't know the situation, so they couldn't bear to be agitated and whispered. On the other hand, Yunhua Palace was silent, no one spoke.

After a long while, Yin Qiu trembled and said, "Yes, it's Afu..."

"What?!" Duan Ning's eyes were not good enough, and she didn't see what that person looked like for a long time. When she heard this, she hurried over and took a closer look, and the girl was indeed Afu!

"You, you don't want to die!" Duan Ning said in amazement, "...what are you doing!"

A few people behind him came flying one after another, Nangong Min's eyes flickered, and was supported by the disciples who rushed to this place to stand up, Meng Wugui was breathing heavily, and stood on one side without moving.

When everyone was looking left and right, they saw two figures walking out from the depths of the forest, jumping towards this end in a hurry.

"Afu!" Fu Xiang's qinggong is not as good as Afu. After chasing after her for a long time with Lu Huaiwei, he couldn't catch up with her. Unexpectedly, something happened in such a short time!

"What's the matter?" Lu Huaiwei was shocked, she saw Xie Yijun's body first, and said in surprise, "Master...is the master already dead?"

No one could answer her question.

"Afu..." Fu Xiang's voice trembled, he knelt down next to Afu at a loss, and he didn't dare to touch her rashly, so he could only look at her with tears in his eyes.

"I'm fine," Afu opened his eyes, sat up as if nothing had happened, and looked around blankly, "I'm fine, Master... Where's Master?"

She vomited a mouthful of blood and looked back at Meng Wugui.

"Show her quickly!" Duan Ning was so anxious that he was about to cry, "I finally made a friend, don't just die like this!"

Meng Jing was stunned for a moment, and was about to go over to get Afu's pulse, but Nangong Min said in a hoarse voice: "Don't look at it, except for lightness kung fu and archery, her kung fu is not as good as a believer here. With one palm, she couldn't hold on."

"No, I won't..." Fu Xiang hurriedly pulled Meng Jing to his side, and said in a sad voice, "Show her, I know you are good at medicine, please save her!"

Meng Jing stretched out her hand like a lump in her throat, but Afu stood up covering her mouth, fell down before taking two steps, she looked at Meng Wugui desperately, and wanted to call "Master", but she was in too much pain, it hurt I was almost speechless, and I couldn't help crying as soon as I opened my mouth, lying on the ground dying, I said, "Master, I'm sorry... I, I just hope everyone is well, I don't want to see anyone die, and I don't want to fight. You killed Xie Yijun, you have already avenged, let's go, don't fight Yunhua Palace, don't fight Ziwei Sect, let's live well, like I did when I was a child, okay...?"

Meng Wugui stared at her blankly.

"...I really don't want to kill people. You want me and senior sister to attack Yunhua Palace, but those Yunhua disciples, what did they do wrong?" Afu wiped the blood from her mouth over and over again, but she couldn't wipe it off. Clean, she slowly crawled to Meng Wugui's feet, tugging at the corner of her skirt, "I know I'm useless, and I ended up killing so many people in Jiuxiantang, but I don't want to do this either, I just want to Everyone don’t want to die, I want peace in the world, no more wars, and no more innocent people die. I, my power is too weak, I can’t help you, and I can’t help others. I’m sorry, I..."

"Stop it!" Fu Xiang cried bitterly, and hugged Afu tightly, "Stop it..."

The blood flowed continuously, and soon dyed Fu Xiang's skirt red. Afu grabbed her clothes, stared at her and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine at all, my lightness kung fu is very good, senior sister has never been able to catch up with me ..."

"I know, I know..." Fu Xiang said, "Your lightness kung fu is the best in the world, and no one can catch up with you."

Afu was still wiping the blood off her face, and smiled when she heard this: "Is that so? Master, Master praised me like that before."

Yin Qiu couldn't bear to look directly, and turned his head away. Wen Zhaoyu couldn't help but sighed when he thought of Wei Cheng fighting side by side with Afu that night.

"Don't fight any more," Afu said. "Harmony can make a lot of money and save a lot of orphans. Fighting will kill people. There will be many people like me who have no father or mother. I can have a master and a sister, but they I may not be as lucky as me, I..."

As she was talking, she suddenly gasped for breath, and said intermittently: "I, I really miss, I really want to see my parents again..."

Fu Xiang said: "I'll take you there, I'll take you there right away..." She stood up holding Afu, stepping on the mud, "I'll take you to see your parents. "

"Really?" Afu half-opened her eyes, and grabbed her sleeve when she passed by Meng Wugui, "Master... we are together, the three of us, master and apprentice, agreed to be together forever... ..."

Meng Wugui was stiff all over, her eyes were distorted, she wept silently, without turning her head to look at Afu.

Afu cried so sadly that she was dying and said, "Master, don't hate me, please...don't hate me."

Meng Wugui feels lost, and has not looked at her for a long time.

"Afu..." Fu Xiang hugged her tightly, crying uncontrollably, "No one will hate you."

"Before Master Fu died, he said that I would not end well either," Afu stubbornly looked at Meng Wugui, his vision gradually blurred, "He was right, since his death... I, I haven't had a day. Those who don’t have nightmares, now, now it’s time for me to die. Sister...I’m going to apologize to Master Fu, and you, don’t hold grudges against me, okay..."

The weight in his hand disappeared in an instant, and the hand that was holding him dropped down. Meng Wugui's eyes were red, and then he turned his head and looked at Afu.

Afu was still looking at her, but those eyes had lost their former brilliance and turned gray in an instant.

Meng Wugui's heart stopped beating suddenly, and he touched the side of her neck with trembling hands. There was still warmth there, but there was no sign of a beating pulse.

"Afu!" Fu Xiang called out, hugging Afu and falling to the ground, "Look at me...don't die!"

The familiar voice no longer sounded, and only the endless cold wind and rain responded to her.

Sighs echoed in his ears one after another, Fu Xiang pinched Afu's arm and kept shaking her.

But the person is dead.

Meng Wugui took a few steps back, the pain on her body disappeared without a trace at this moment, but her heart seemed to be grabbed by someone fiercely, and she couldn't breathe due to the pain.

"You have lost," Nangong Min said, looking at the scene in front of him indifferently, "but if you still want to seek revenge from me, as long as you dare to come, I will be waiting for you at any time."

Meng Wugui raised his eyes to look at her, the curve of his lips was cold.

She didn't speak, but bent down and took Afu from Fu Xiang's hand, then turned her back, and walked towards the distance in a vain manner.

"Auntie!" Yin Qiu called, "Where are you going?"

Meng Wugui paused, without turning his head, he said, "It's Young Master Fan."

Yin Qiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly heard her say the name of Young Master Fan