The rivers and lakes are full of vests

Fu Peibai's heart was extremely heavy. She never thought that such a hearty and talkative brother Meng would have such a tragic past. After many years, the man can still clearly recall the past scenes, like a brand. In my heart, I am afraid that I will never forget it in this life.

Her throat was dry, and she couldn't say a single word of comfort, because she knew the feeling of losing a dear one, and no amount of words would seem powerless.

Meng Yan lowered his head, a few messy and rough strands of hair hanging down in front of his eyes, making Fu Peibai unable to see his expression clearly, his shoulders trembled slightly, and some indistinct murmurs came from his mouth, like a depressed voice coming from afar. cries.

Fu Peibai looked at the Buddha sitting peacefully on the Buddha wall. They stared at all living beings, seeing all kinds of human beings in endless years, life and death, love, hatred, anger and ignorance.

Buddha crosses the world, but it is difficult for people to cross by themselves.

Groups of mountains stretched side by side in the distance, covered by clouds and mists. It was obviously a beautiful scenery in early summer, but she felt chills in her heart and a little confused.

Is her so-called martial arts revenge really right? She began to understand the words Meng Yan said earlier that hatred never ends. Killing an enemy makes you become someone else's enemy. the end.

The two of them stood silently at the bottom of the Buddha Cliff. After a while, Meng Yan calmed down a little.

He picked up the cloth bag on the ground and opened it. Inside was a yellowed ancient book with four large characters on the upper right.

Ming Xiao Sword Manual.

Meng Yan wiped off the thin ash on it, and handed it to Fu Peibai, "This is the Mingxiao sect's sword technique. Apart from Brother Wen and I, there is no one else in the world who can master this sword technique. Leave it to you and pass it on.”

"Brother Meng, this..."

"Just be my one wish, Ah Pei."

Fu Peibai was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily, and took the sword manual with both hands.

Meng Yan picked up the ancient sword again. The scabbard of the ancient sword was very simple, without any engraved patterns, and the hilt was also extremely simple. Compared with other famous swords handed down from generation to generation, it seemed a bit crudely made.

"Mingxiao sword is also handed over to you." Meng Yan stuffed the sword into her arms, with a resolute look on her face, as if entrusting these old things linked to the past, she wanted to completely get along with her. All kinds of decisions have been made in the past.

Fu Peibai was holding the Mingxiao Sword, her mind was agitated for a while, she just wanted to draw the sword out of its sheath to see the light of this world-famous sword, but the next moment, Meng Yan pressed the back of her hand heavily, and the other party said solemnly: "Apei , promise me three things."

"Brother Meng, please speak."

"Don't be found out that you are practicing Mingxiao swordsmanship."

"it is good."

"Don't use the Mingxiao Sword lightly, I don't want to disturb the muddy waters of Jianghu again because of it."

"it is good."

"Also, promise me that the Ming Xiao Sword will never face your relatives, lover, or friends, and will never be stained with the blood of innocent people."

Fu Peibai nodded solemnly, and responded with a deep voice.

......

In the small bamboo forest building in Chaoquan Peak, Lu Yanran was sitting at the table. She was holding a book in her hand, but her gaze did not rest on it. Pulling back his thoughts, he asked flatly, "What's the matter?"

Xing Guang whispered "Xianyunju".

Hearing these three words, Lu Yanran got up suddenly, walked hurriedly, and went down the mountain using lightness kung fu.

There is a small town beside Jinyun Mountain, called Qi'an Town. There is an exquisite and elegant courtyard in the woods on the southeastern outskirts of the city. The gate of the courtyard is guarded by tall and burly martial arts practitioners all the year round. The owner of the courtyard privately rumored that the concubine of a wealthy businessman lived outside in this small courtyard.

At this moment, a pair of immaculate white shoes appeared outside the small courtyard. The visitor did not knock on the door, but pushed open the door with ease, and walked towards the bed in the house.

Lying on the bed was a sickly but extremely beautiful woman.

Standing by the couch was a woman in black leaning on the bed post, with indifferent facial features, she nodded slightly as a greeting when she saw the person coming.

When the woman on the bed heard the sound of the door opening, she opened her eyes instantly, and a shallow smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"You came."

"What are you doing again?" The voice was cold, and the person who came was also a woman.

The two people looked at each other, and if there were outsiders present, they would be surprised at this moment, because the two women actually looked exactly the same, and even the tone of voice was almost the same.

"Lu Yanran" stared at Lu Yanran on the bed, frowned and asked, "You really want to die that much?"

The woman on the bed laughed softly, revealing the faint bloodstains on her fair neck, "You have asked this question many times, and I have answered it many times, so I don't want to say it again."

"Lu Yanran" looked even colder, and his tone became increasingly impatient, "I said, I will let you go."

"four years ago."

"almost."

The woman on the bed suddenly became angry, and her pretty face looked a little hideous, "Oh, it's almost time, when did you say it's too soon! You tied me here and imprisoned me, and pretended to be me in the sky. For four years, I didn't see you. Tianri, it's been four years! Are you almost unable to tell who you are?"

The woman glared at "Lu Yanran" fiercely and said, "Do you want me to remind you, who are you? You are just a demon girl, you are thrown into the rivers and lakes and everyone shouts and beats you, a deranged evil remnant of the demon sect. Father did this for revenge, but you dare to say that your hands were not stained with the blood of innocent people on your way of revenge?!"

"Admit it, you are a cold-blooded and ruthless person, how many innocent people have you killed for revenge? Do you think I will be grateful to you if you saved me without telling the devil?

"Ridiculous, let me tell you, you'd better kill me, or imprison me forever, otherwise one day, I will be free again, and the first thing I want to take is your head!"

After the woman roared, she was exhausted and fell back on the bed, panting heavily.

The woman in black at the side stepped forward and grabbed the woman's slender neck. She half-closed her eyes unkindly, with a fierce look in her eyes, "We are the devil? Then what are you? What is your father? You What are these so-called decent sects?!"

The woman on the bed turned red from being pinched, and bowed her body, but she still didn't intend to beg for mercy.

"twelve."

"Lu Yanran" a faint voice sounded, and the woman in black suddenly let go of her hand, sneered and looked at the woman on the bed coughing violently.

"The prerequisite for wanting to kill me is that you have to be alive, and you will come back to kill me with your own ability in the future." After saying that, "Lu Yanran" turned and left the room, walking towards Jinyun Mountain.

Xing Guang was about to follow, but was stopped by the woman in black behind him.

"Hey."

He turned and looked at each other silently.

The woman in black walked up to him, her tone was cold, "Tell me, if I kill this woman behind Seventeen's back, what will happen to her?"

Without raising his eyelids, Xing Guang said flatly, "I advise you not to."

The woman in black laughed lightly, "Just talk, who dares to provoke Shi Qi, but what makes me curious is what is she planning behind the leader's back? Why did she leave the real Lu Yanran as a scourge, and plan to let it go in the future?" lost her?

"Tell me, have we all been deceived by Shi Qi? She has no plan at all, she is just soft-hearted."

Xing Guang squinted his eyes, and his aura became more and more indifferent, "She has her own considerations, you and I don't need to talk about it." After finishing speaking, he flew away and caught up with Lu Yanran who was not far away.

On the way back to the mountain, the two of them didn't say a word.

Xing Guang looked at the thin shoulders of the woman in front of him, his usually expressionless face showed a wave of waves.

"Peak Lord."

Lu Yanran stopped and looked back at him, "What's the matter?"

"Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots to avoid future troubles."

A gust of forest breeze blew by, lifting the corner of the veil of Lu Yanran's veil, and her white and delicate jawline was faintly tense. After a short moment of silence, she said: "I don't know why, I have a feeling in the dark that this time People can't kill."

"But......"

Lu Yanran turned cold and interrupted him, "Okay, don't bring this up again."

"Yes."

Then the two returned to Chaoquan Peak, and as soon as they walked to the small bamboo forest, they saw Fu Peibai standing leaning against the wall outside the courtyard in a free and easy posture.

Hearing footsteps, Fu Peibai looked up and saw the drapery hat Lu Yanran was wearing. She asked suspiciously, "Peak Master, are you going down the mountain?"

Lu Yanran didn't answer, but asked, "What do you need from me?"

Fu Peibai touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, "It's nothing, but I'm going back to the sky today, and I'm here to bid farewell to the Peak Master, and I would like to thank the Peak Master for taking me back to Chaoquan for treatment that day. "

After she finished speaking, her eyes wandered to other places, and she was so frightened that she almost said that she hugged her back to Chaoquan.

"You don't need to thank me, let's go." After Lu Yanran finished speaking, she walked towards the courtyard.

Fu Peibai stood where he was, keenly aware that although the Peak Master did not ignore her, his attitude towards her seemed to be a lot colder. It was clear that their relationship had broken through a few days ago, but now they seemed to be strangers again.

She stared at the slender figure entering the room, and could only sigh and turn to leave.

After seeing Fu Peibai leave, Xing Guang entered the room, where Lu Yanran was sitting at the table copying Buddhist scriptures.

He walked over, hesitated for a moment and said, "Peak Master, why didn't you find the opportunity to tell Fu Peibai the truth, he is now very favored by Lu Wencheng, if we can convert him into our person, it would be a good pawn."

Lu Yanran put down his pen heavily, with a chill on his face, "How to tell her? Tell her that her enemy is not us, but Lu Wencheng? Do you think she will believe it?"

Her eyes showed disgust, as if towards Xing Guang and herself, "Lu Wencheng is an enemy to her, and we may not be good people to her.

"Back then, Lu Wencheng pretended to be our people and wantonly arrested young children in the northwest region, spreading rumors and framing us. What did we do? We could have saved those children, but we chose to stand idly by in order to hide our identities and take the opportunity to paralyze Lu Wencheng. , Lu Wencheng is the mastermind and the murderer, and we are nothing more than cold-blooded onlookers, the accomplices who caused the separation of so many flesh and blood."

"Xing Guang, Lu Yanran is right, we are cold-blooded and ruthless villains, so we should stop pretending to be the righteous party under the slogan of revenge."

The woman's face was pale, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her thin lips were bloodless. She stared at Xing Guang and warned, "Don't try to trick Fu Peibai again."

Xing Guang was taken aback for a moment, clenched his fists, and some chaotic memories came over him.

The flames were soaring into the sky, the walls and buildings were destroyed, and the ashes of the fire could not hide the girl's crying.

His eyes flickered, but he finally closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Okay."