The Rebirth of Xue Yang, the Patriarch of Demon Dao—Original Author: Moxiang Tongxiu

After listening to Sun Zifeng's words, Song Xiao and the two of them were in awe of him and respected the character of Sun Zifeng.

You know, the people in the town regard Sun Zifeng as a lunatic and a beggar, and drive them away with sticks from time to time, lest he avoid them. Facing the malice and indifference of the world, Sun Zifeng not only does not hold the slightest grudge, but when he is about to run out of oil, Sun Zifeng When it is dry, it still cares about the common people, wishing to save the lives of tens of thousands of people with one's own life, it is truly epic.

Sun Tzufeng said: "I know that my life is not long, and there is no one in the world who can heal me. I am willing to ask you two to take my son as an apprentice and give him a place to live. In the next life, even if I am a cow or a horse, I will still be able to cure him." Repay your kindness."

Xiao Xingchen knew that he asked Sun Qier to go down the mountain to buy food, the purpose was only to distract his son, he didn't want him to see how he died, and it was more to explain his funeral.

In fact, even if Sun Zifeng didn't mention it, Xiao Xingchen also had this intention, so he readily agreed: "Don't worry, I will take good care of him for you."

Sun Zifeng burst into tears of gratitude: "So, I can rest assured."

As he spoke, he took out a life-extending pill from his arms and swallowed it. Then, supporting his body, he stood up and staggered towards the mountain.

Seeing him, Song Zichen asked with concern, "Where are you going?"

Sun Zifeng: "I want to hold on to my last breath and go up the mountain...kill that horse Zhengyi to avenge my master." After finishing speaking, he continued to walk up the mountain with difficulty. Potential.

It was only then that Song Xiao and the two knew: "It turns out that Zheng Yi's surname is Ma."

Song Zichen hurriedly stepped forward to support Sun Zifeng, and said, "Your master? But in the mouths of the common people, the tongue was pulled out, and the tendons of the hands and feet were picked out?"

Sun Zifeng said categorically: "My master is by no means a monster. Everything, including the matter of Miao Chang'e, is all because of the bastard Ma Zhengyi who planted the blame on my master. My master is innocent!"

Faced with Sun Zifeng's insults to Zhengyi, Song Xiao and the two knew that there must be a big secret hidden in it, so they wanted to ask in detail.

But I didn't want Sun Zifeng's disrespectful words to Master Zhengyi to instantly anger a group of Taoist priests in Niangniang Temple, and they all scolded: "You are not allowed to speak rudely to us Master Zhengyi. If you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame us for being rude to you! "

Sun Zifeng let out a yell, spit thick phlegm on the ground, and said disdainfully: "What kind of real bullshit, he is just an ungrateful beast who bullies his master and destroys his ancestors!"

Everyone pulled out their long swords, all wanting to tear up this rude maniac and let him understand what "disaster comes from the mouth", but they didn't want Zitan to sternly reprimand and stop the Taoist priests: "Don't be rude, Back off!"

Everyone had no choice but to stand still.

Just now, Zitan saw her father-killer and enemy died in the most tragic way in front of her. The vengeance was finally avenged, and her former surly temper was reduced by half, and she was no longer as aggressive as before.

This may be the power of blood debt, some hatred, some hatred, cannot be forgiven, only blood can quell.

Zitan asked Sun Zifeng modestly: "This layman...is it true that the real person who is Zhengyi with us is an old acquaintance?"

"What old people, I said, we are enemies! I don't want to say more to you people who help the tyrant, although you don't know about the sugar bug today, but you didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you." Death, the facts are in front of you, do you still want to cover up for that Ma Zhengyi? Get out of the way!" As he said that, he was about to push everyone away and walk up the mountain.

Seeing this, Song Lan hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Brother Sun, I'll go with you. The sugar gu incident really needs to be investigated, the culprit found, and eradicated. Otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that the villain won't make a comeback."

Xiao Xingchen also said: "Yes, we can't let the tragedy happen again, the two of us are willing to go together."

So, with the support of the two, Sun Zifeng squeezed through the human wall surrounded by layers of Taoist priests, and walked towards the mountain without paying attention.

All the Taoist priests look at me, I look at you, they don't know whether they should step forward to block the way, just now, they all saw the magical power of Song Xiao and the two, they are really invincible, they stepped forward to block, but they couldn't help it. Different from mantis holding a cart, they had no choice but to look at Zitan and listen to her instructions.

Zitan thought, Sending Ziniangniang Temple must be involved in today's matter, there must be many reasons involved, in this case, he simply went with them to find out the truth, and send Ziniangniang Temple to be innocent, so he said: "Today What is the truth about the matter, we at the Songzi Niangniang Temple are eager to find the answer and give an explanation to the people, if this is the case, I will accompany you all for a walk to find out the truth of the matter, everyone please come with me."

Zitan took the lead to lead the way, led Song Xiaosun Xue and others through Penglaiguan, walked along the bluestone steps on the left for several miles, and came to a cliff, pointing to the rope hanging in front of the cliff, said: "This is the It's a shortcut to go up the mountain, please follow me." Then she jumped up to the protrusion of the cliff, and continued to jump upwards, and after a few jumps, she was several feet away. Occasionally, she would skim on the rope, So he jumped to the place where he could use his strength on the opposite side, and continued to climb upwards. After a while, he got into the deep clouds and fog on the cliff.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

On the rugged mountain road, the mountain was extremely steep. Chunxin Zhenzi was rushing up the mountain with both hands and feet. The sweat rolled down one after another, making him out of breath. Although he knew what happened today, he might not be able to escape Zhengyi's punishment, but now is not the time to take into account his own gains and losses. Because of Zhengyi's kindness, he thought that even if he was beaten to death by Zhengyi's palm, he would hurry up the mountain and save today's life. Report the matter to Master, so that the old man can prepare early.

The only thing he regrets now is that he should have studied his studies carefully, and should not just focus on stealing, cheating, and sycophanting. He can't even learn the basic lightness kung fu and vertical jumping skills, let alone flying with a sword. Ziyun Peak is steep It is also difficult for a horse to walk, so he can only rely on his two fleshy feet to run up the mountain with all his strength.

Seeing that he was about to step into the threshold of the last temple, he hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed in, before he dared to rest for a while, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to call out to Master, when a figure flashed behind him, His throat tightened, he was pinned down, his glottis was sealed, and Ya acupoint was tapped.

He squinted and saw that his heart was half cold, Song Xiao and the two were standing in front of him, followed by the red sandalwood who was crawling around, thinking: This little girl turned her elbow and brought these two people with her. Going up the mountain, it seems, is a shortcut to the back mountain, but unfortunately I don't know how to jump, otherwise I wouldn't be overtaken by a few people.

It's really "the young and the young don't work hard, the old is just sad", and it's too late to regret it now.

Zitan walked slowly to the door of Zhenyi Zhengyi's room, tapped three times, and said respectfully: "Master, I have something to report."

There was no response, and the group of people was thinking, maybe the person is not here, and just about to turn around to look elsewhere, they suddenly heard a muffled sound in the room, like the muffled sound of a teacup falling on the felt blanket, mixed with muffled groans for help , although the sound seemed to be there, but Xiao Xingchen's hearing was keen, and he was the first to smell it. He flew through the door and entered, only to see a flash of cold light, and a long sword stabbing towards him. He drew his sword to fight back, and at the moment of confrontation, he skillfully unloaded his force and swung to the right. With a bang, both of them were pushed back to the corner of the room by the thick and long spiritual power of the opponent.

"Lan Zhan, stop! It's my Uncle Xingchen!" Hearing the voice, it was Wei Wuxian.