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Arriving in front of the Fufeng Mountain Gate, Qi Zhong suddenly felt a tinge of desolation, an atmosphere of mourning, inexplicably heartbroken.He looked up at the gloomy sky, as if in a lifetime.

A white flower suddenly floated in the wind, and Qi Zhong couldn't help but raised his hand to catch it.

Hold it in your hand and rustle.

He stared intently, threw the flower away with trembling hands, and stared at the blindingly white paper flower in horror, bewildered and bewildered.

That was actually a funeral flower!

The funeral flowers floated from the top of the mountain, which meant...someone passed away.

Who is gone?

Who is gone?

Repeating this question in his heart, Qi Zhong suddenly felt helpless panic. With this anxiety, he rushed to the cloud room.

When I came to the familiar courtyard, I only saw a locked gate, and the surrounding courtyard walls were wrapped with countless white gauze, which made me even more sad.

Qi Zhong refused to believe it, and stubbornly searched for the way around Yunfang, and came to the back mountain next to Yunfang in a daze. He walked slowly, along a flower forest path, until at the end, there was a newly built cemetery .

Qi Zhong pinched the last hope in his heart and prayed repeatedly, not him!Not him!

But when he stroked the two words on the inscription with both hands, Qi Zhong was devastated, burst into tears, collapsed and knelt down in front of the tombstone, desperate and heartbroken.

"Mu Yun...how could it be? How could it be!"

He was unwilling to admit this tragedy, he couldn't believe such an ending.

Han Bei roared angrily: "It's not you! It must not be you! I don't believe it!"

Losing his sanity, Qi Zhong's eyes were scarlet, disregarding ethics, he crawled to the edge of the grave, digging the mud with his bare hands, until his ten fingers were dripping with blood, he still couldn't give up.

"No, I can't!"

"Mu Yun, you lied to me again, you lied to me again, right?"

……

Halfway through the planing, Qi Zhong cried and his eyes were dazzled, he suddenly felt heartbroken, and thought of being buried with him in a trance.

At this time, outside the cemetery, there was a roar, and grief and anger came: "Who? How dare you disturb my brother's peace like this?"

As usual, Mu Yin, who came to visit, happened to bump into Qi Zhong lying on the side of the grave today, digging up Mu Yun's grave as if venting hatred. He was destroying Mu Yun's peace in front of his own face!

Mu Yin was furious immediately, drew her sword and attacked, the sword energy was merciless, and her moves were ruthless.

Qi Zhong quickly woke up from his grief, unable to accept the move, so he had to run away.

Mu Yin, who recognized the person, became even more angry: "It's you?"

"Stop him! Catch him and cut him to pieces!"

A group of Mu family's children have long hated Qi Zhong, and the culprit who killed the Patriarch must not be let go.They swung their swords and surrounded him without giving in.

Qi Zhong endured his grief, unwilling to attack them, kept dodging, and fled down the mountain.

Mu Yin hated him to the bone, and seeing the scene of Mu Yun's tomb being destroyed, became even more bitter and angry, and chased after him with a sword, as if preventing him from splashing blood here would not be able to give an explanation to the spirit of his relatives in heaven.

Repeatedly calming down, Qi Zhong hinted that he should not use the power of divine consciousness, otherwise he would definitely kill and make a big mistake, but Mu Yin was relentless in chasing him, with the sword light behind him threatening his life, and his body was already covered in blood as he ran away. Dye one piece.

After finally rushing to the mountain gate, countless white-clothed disciples blocked the way.Qi Zhongdun was caught in a dilemma, so he had to stay where he was, waiting to be dealt with.

Mu Yin hurried over, glaring at him angrily: "You disaster star, Brother Yun has already been killed by you, why don't you even let his tomb go? Do you still want him to expose his body to the wilderness?"

"Ah! How dare he break into Mu's residence to do such a thing? What a scum."

"Mr. Mu was so kind to this villain during his lifetime, yet he actually repays his kindness with revenge!"

"Second Miss, execute him, and give Third Young Master justice!"

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The crowd was full of anger towards Qi Zhong, and they attacked him together.But he didn't care about these words, just looking at their angry expressions, he was more convinced that Mu Yun's death was caused by himself, and there was no room for change, and he couldn't help but feel even more heartbroken.

Facing the eyes of everyone, he knelt down, tied his hands together, raised his head and said, "Second Miss Mu, kill me, I'm sorry for Mu Yun, it's all my fault, I don't deserve to live in this world..."

When Mu Yin heard him mention Mu Yun's death, her heart was filled with grief, tears welled up in her eyes, and the hand holding the sword was trembling: "Brother Yun, my poor brother Yun...it's all because of you!"

Qi Zhong was more sad than her, more desperate, he said powerlessly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"What's the use of being sorry? Brother Yun is dead!"

Mu Yin broke down and roared, her heart ached so hard that she couldn't beat, she couldn't get rid of her anger, she clenched her long sword tightly and pointed at Qi Zhong: "You should die, you should die!"

Qi Zhongmo didn't refute, just closed his eyes and killed.

Just as Jian Guang was staring coldly, a folding fan whirled in and blocked the sword of Qiu Nu, and immediately, the person was rescued.

Mu Yin threw her sword to the ground, her hatred deepened, she staggered back powerlessly, and was helped back to the mountain by the accompanying maid.

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By the hidden mountain stream, Luo Qingchen helped the injured Qi Zhong to lean against a tree beside him, transporting his true energy and relieving the pain caused by the sword wound.

When his consciousness was completely clear, Qi Zhong raised his eyes and found that the person in front of him was Luo Qingchen. He immediately became angry, raised his hand and waved away his healing wound, and looked at him vigilantly.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Luo Qingchen stroked the long hair on his shoulders, and said calmly: "Because, you were my former junior, so of course I can't bear to watch you die so inexplicably."

"Bullshit! You talk nonsense and do a lot of evil! I will never let you go!"

Qi Zhong was on guard and restrained himself, and was about to make a move.

Luo Qingchen saw his small movements, but his expression remained calm: "If you kill me, will Mu Yun come back to life?"

He is the best at catching everyone's weaknesses, and with a rhetorical question, Qi Zhong fell into endless sadness, his red eyes became sour again.

Qi Zhong slumped and supported the tree beside him, heartbroken: "Brother Yun, my Mu Yun is dead, he is dead...Why is this happening? I didn't do anything serious at the time!"

Luo Qingchen lowered his eyes, pretending to empathize and sadly said: "Then do you want to know the reason?"

Qi Zhong raised his head suddenly, with tears in his eyes, and said anxiously, "What's the reason? How did Mu Yun die?"

"Back in the dungeon, Li Yuanxie once ordered me to give him the poison of Huagong Powder, in order to abolish his cultivation and remove obstacles. This will not be fatal, but it can make the world agree with Li Yuan Evil and hypocritical benevolence... I had no choice but to follow suit. At that time, he took the poison voluntarily in order not to drag you out of the mountain. Even though the medical sage Feng Mei arrived later and rescued you, the poison had already entered the body. No matter how superb medical skills are, they can't save Mu Yun's collapsed soul..."

Luo Qingchen said slowly, spying on Qi Zhong's expression of about to collapse from time to time.

"If I'm not wrong, the Medical Saint should have only temporarily preserved his remaining foundation, so he can barely fight, but after using up all this spiritual power, he can only bear the pain of shattered meridians and crippled cultivation base. Become a mortal person... Then, the probability of falling off the cliff and not surviving is very high."

Tears, dripping unconsciously.

Heart, broken to the point of blood dripping.

Qi Zhong never thought that his two palms were the real culprit who killed Mu Yun.

"Why, never told me about it? Why did he keep it from me?"

Weeping bitterly on the ground, Qi Zhong was full of shame, and wished he could go down to Huangquan immediately to find someone to apologize.

Luo Qingchen patted him on the shoulder pretending to comfort him, and said, "My condolences. All of this..."

"I did all of this, I killed him! I have committed a lot of sins..."

Being robbed of the conversation, Luo Qingchen held back his anger, seeing that he was still looking like he was dying, guilty and remorseful, he angrily lifted Qi Zhong's collar and shouted sharply.

"That's enough! Idiot! Of course you didn't kill Mu Yun, it was Li Yuanxie who killed him! If there was no Hua Gong Powder, how could Mu Yun lose his cultivation? If Li Yuanxie didn't force him to kill him again and again How did you fall off the cliff? All of this was caused by Li Yuanxie's ambition and cruelty, you should seek revenge from him instead of complaining and crying helplessly..."

Hearing this, Qi Zhong's eyes dimmed and became numb, his hands were hanging down weakly, and he was still in a daze.

Luo Qingchen loosened his collar, seeing him like this, he didn't know if he had listened to his own words, coughed: "Think about it, you are going to die and accompany him, shouldn't you take care of him first? Did you get revenge? Do you have the heart to let Mu Yun die so unjustly?"

With clenched fists and anger in his eyes, Qi finally gritted his teeth and said, "I can't bear it! Absolutely can't bear it!"

"Revenge, I want to avenge him!"

Seeing that he was so determined, Luo Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to comfort him: "Yes! We can't let his lifelong wish come to nothing. Killing Li Yuanxie will fulfill Mu Yun's last wish."

"But it's very difficult to fight against Li Yuanxie with your own strength. I have a plan here that can help you..."

Qi Zhong frowned, and looked at him suspiciously: "Why did you help me?"

Luo Qingchen clenched his folding fan tightly, and sighed angrily: "Because, I hate him too! Over the years, I have worked hard for him, and I have owed too many people...especially...Master, I know that the stains in this life can no longer be erased However, if I can kill Li Yuanxie with my own hands and avenge my master, no matter what price I pay, I will be happy."

Some heartfelt words are extremely moving.When Qi Zhong heard him mention Master, his heart felt sad again. He pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and said resolutely: "Okay. I will cooperate with you to kill the Raksha gods and avenge them!"

"Yes. Brother Qi, you really did not disappoint Master. Before, I was too petty, and I was jealous of you."

Luo Qingchen lowered his eyes, with a look of remorse.

Regardless of past suspicions, Qi Zhong comforted him: "Senior brother Luo, you are forced to do nothing, so stop blaming yourself."

Luo Qingchen took the opportunity to answer: "Okay. Then let's make an appointment, and I will tell you the plan in detail..."

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In front of the window, sprinkle a few magnolia petals.

Fang Yanxiao stood in front of the window in a daze, her eyes dimmed, she frowned slightly as she watched the scene of the flowers falling.

Feng Mei came into the room with medicine, happened to see her thin clothes, standing demurely on the back of the windward, suddenly a little impatient, put down the medicine bowl, picked up the fox fur on the rattan chair, hurried forward, wrapped her completely.

"Just recovering from a serious illness, just standing here blowing the wind. Are you a three-year-old child? You don't know how to take care of yourself..."

He rambled on, but heard the sound of sobbing in a trance, and immediately lowered his voice, and said gently.

"What, what's wrong? Am I speaking too loudly?"

Fang Yanxiao wiped the tears at the end of her eyes, calmed down, and turned around coldly: "No, I thought of him again..."

Knowing who she mentioned, Feng Mei felt dark inside, hesitating whether to tell her about Qi Zhong's escape from the furnace.

Fang Yanxiao staggered away from him, picked up the medicine on the table, and drank it down in one gulp regardless of how hot it was.

Seeing her being so numb and drinking the medicine, Feng Mei hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her, "What are you doing? Such hot medicine..."

Fang Yanxiao's eyes were lost, and she said to herself: "I want to build a grave for my younger brother and burn some paper money."

Feng Mei sympathetically smoothed out the messy hair on her forehead, and said in a warm voice, "Let's go after the injury is healed."

She remained silent, retreated silently, and sat down in front of the couch again, resting her forehead in fatigue.

"When the injury recovers, I will avenge Xiao Jin with my own hands..."

Feng Mei curled her fingers, her expression solemn: "I'm afraid you won't be able to fulfill your wish. There is some sad news that I haven't told you yet..."

Fang Yanxiao frowned, looked back at him, and silently waited for his notification.

Feng Mei closed her eyes, and said helplessly: "I have searched all over the place for medicine these days, and I have searched all the medical books... But I still can't save your lost body... I don't even know the cause of this disease..."

Hearing this, Fang Yanxiao shook hands, unwilling to stare at her, but finally said with a cold expression: "Master Medical Saint, don't worry about it, you don't have to heal me anymore."

Seeing her calm expression, Feng Mei guessed that she should know the reason, frowned and asked, "Why did you lose your energy so quickly?"

She smiled wryly, and said leisurely: "In this world, people with extraordinary talents are so lucky, and those who have no strengths, what can they do except take another shortcut?"

Feng Mei listened carefully to what she said, but she saw her suddenly get up slowly, taking off the clothes on her shoulders, revealing her smooth and white back... Feng Mei's cheeks were rosy, and she turned her face sideways. On the white and tender skin of the back, red threads gradually appeared, shuttled through the flesh and blood, intertwined and entangled into a blood-red crabapple...

Feng Mei was shocked, stepped forward to cover her clothes tightly, and said in disbelief: "You, how did you get your kung fu? Live with the thread spirit, nourish it with flesh and blood, and use it for your use, but your kung fu is exhausted." On that day, you will be eaten back by them..."

"So what? Is it serious? I don't care. In order to find Xiao Jin... and now for revenge, I am willing to give everything."

Fang Yanxiao laughed at herself, grabbed her shirt and tightened it indifferently.

Fengmei's eyes showed distress: "What kind of despair have you encountered that made you choose such a road of no return?"

"..."

"Xiaoxiao, trust me, I will definitely find a way to save you, so that you can break free from these shackles, the premise is that you give up revenge first."

After earnestly persuading her, Fang Yanxiao said angrily, "Impossible! Xiaojin died so badly, I can't just watch the murderer get away with it."

Hearing this, Feng Mei had no choice but to say frankly: "He is not dead. He has already escaped from Kuocang Mountain."

"What, what?"

Fang Yanxiao raised her eyes in astonishment, hurried to Feng Mei, tugged at his sleeve and asked, "Where is he now?"

"I don't know. I'm also looking for him, you heal your injury first, and wait for my news."

Seeing that she let go of her hand and changed into a happy expression, Feng Mei felt a little relieved, helped her back to the couch, and then went out.

Fang Yanxiao came to her senses and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

There was a hint of worry between Feng Mei's eyebrows, and she said sadly: "Mu Yun is gone, I have to go to Fufeng to worship... This matter has been delayed for too long."

Hearing this, Fang Yanxiao was greatly shocked, her hands were unable to hang down, thinking of Duanyuanfeng, her guilt suddenly came to her mind, now because Feng Mei took care of her for too long, and even missed the time to attend the funeral in time, she felt a burst of guilt in her heart ...