Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

In the pavilion in the bamboo forest, Que Xianming played cards with Feiyu, Chichu, and Mirage.

Regardless of the human world or the demon world, playing cards is the most uninteresting entertainment to concentrate on. You must chat while playing, gossiping and bragging, which is conducive to the development of friendship.

Que Xianming skillfully shuffled the cards, and asked in a low voice: "You guys have been traveling together, did you notice anything? When did those two people get together?" He tilted his head and pointed the direction of the bamboo building with his eyes.

Fei Yu casually replied: "It's been a long time. Don't you know?"

Que Xianming started gossiping: "Has Diao ever said, do you like Jixiao or Xiao Tingyun? Do you like the old one or the young one?"

He also asked Meng Xueli himself the same question in the Vast Sea Secret Realm, but Meng Xueli chased him and beat him violently.

Chi Chu's ten fingers were flying like a number card, wondering: "Is there a difference between the old and the young?"

Que Xianming didn't respond: "What do you mean?"

When Chi Chu saw that he really didn't understand, he touched his sleeve, "slapped" out a stack of story books, and poked the cover with a finger: ""Yunxue Fengyuelu", this is him, "Half a Life in Peach Blossom", this is also He, "Human Ghost Sword Love", this is still him...these are all him! What else have you seen? Take it out and share it!"

Fei Yu said leisurely: "The strongest in the world is strong because of his ever-changing identities. The stories are not repeated. Are you convinced?"

Que Xianming suddenly got up, he was too flustered, his sleeves swept off the jade plaque on the table, and splashed all over the floor: "Don't be kidding!"

Chi Chu: "Who is joking with you?"

Que Xianming: "I'm the last to know?!"

Fei Yu showed sympathy: "Yes, it's just you."

Chi Chu warned: "This is a shocking secret. You are the best friend of the Snow Mountain King, so keep it a secret."

Que Xianming stayed where he was, feeling that the world was full of magic.Ji Xiao is not dead?He also sneaked into Changchun Peak of Hanshan Mountain, planning to kidnap Meng Xueli and run away?

The mirage beast picked up the jade token on the ground, and lightly tugged on Que Xianming's sleeve: "So I should count as my winner in this round."

He has no money in his pocket, and every time he loses a game, he will be pinched in the face by the other three monsters. Que Xianming said that this is called "repaying debts with face".

Que Xianming regained his composure, lowered his head and smiled, "You win. But I don't have money either."

After finishing speaking, he took the hand of the mirage beast and touched his cheek: "This is the end of the matter."

The mirage beast wanted to cry but had no tears: "I won't fight anymore."

At the end of the game, the three monsters yawned endlessly.Wei Que was sleepless all night, and early the next morning, she couldn't bear it anymore and went to Meng Xueli to find out what happened.

The morning light is faint.Meng Xueli was sitting in front of the mirror, her soft blue hair scattered like a waterfall, and Ji Xiao held it in her hand and combed it to the end.

When Que Xianming came to visit, he saw this scene.The light golden sun shrouded them, and Meng Xueli's black hair shimmered like satin. The two stood and sat, one was cold and the other was warm.

After Meng Xueli reshaped her body, the biggest change was her hair color, which changed from brilliant silver to black as ink.Que Xianming always disliked him before, but now for the first time, he feels that this human body is not bad.

He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

It's not bad for a friend to be a human being and get married.

"Ah Queh, you're here." Meng Xueli smiled at the mirror as if expecting the peacock to come.

Ji Xiao tied a hairband for him, put down the wooden comb, and smiled at him in the mirror.

Que Xianming responded, still looking at Ji Xiao himself.This person still looked calm, but his state was completely different from last night. If he had to describe it, it was like he was grilling and eating fish by the river all night, and then tidied up and set off in the morning—feeling full and refreshed.

Que Xianming raised his eyebrows, thinking what trick did Meng Xueli use to coax this invincible sword master into submission?

"I'll chat with Ah Que about the monster clan. I'm going to call the big monster for a meeting today, so it's not convenient for you to show up." Meng Xueli stretched out her hand from her wide sleeve, hooked Jixiao's little finger, and shook it gently.

Ji Xiao nodded slightly, expressing his understanding. He also has other things to do: "I'll go to the sky to see."

Meng Xueli: "Be careful."

Que Xianming was speechless.How to say go to heaven is to go to heaven, just like saying to eat and drink water.

Seeing Jixiao going out, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his body and slumped on the chair: "Hey, aren't you two Taoist couples? What's the inconvenience?"

The Yaozu was hit hard by this and urgently needed to recuperate.At this juncture, I am afraid that the other two realms will invade again, which will make the situation worse.The marriage between the demon king and the sword master made the demons scruples and did not dare to fight two with one, and peace was maintained in the three realms.All the wise monsters know that this is beneficial to the demon world.

Meng Xueli didn't answer, made a cup of tea, pushed it to Que Xianming's hand, and released his spiritual perception to confirm that Jixiao was far away, so he asked, "Where did you get that startling mirror? "

Que Xianming's smile faded away: "It's a long story, and it started when you and I parted ways in the secret realm of the vast sea..."

Immediately drink tea to moisten the mouth, and tell about what happened to him.It can be said that being trapped in a golden cage by Hu Si, being fed too fat, and not being able to fly can be skipped.

Meng Xueli patted the table: "There's no reason! You have no grievances, no enmity, why should he bully you? Just because you are my friend? I have tolerated him for a long time!"

Que Xianming sighed: "He is Xiaoyuan."

"What Madoka?"

Que Xianming said urgently: "Hu Xiaoyuan, don't you remember? What I did when I was young."

"You..." Meng Xueli was speechless, her mood was very complicated, why did Hu Xiaoyuan become Hu Si, why? !

But he didn't know that Que Xianming felt the same way with him: Why did Xiao Tingyun become Jixiao, why? !

Meng Xueli asked: "And then? You stole his mirror and came to the demon world to seek revenge on Lingshan?"

Que Xianming sighed again: "I was chained in a golden cage, how could I escape? He let me come. Lingshan sent him an invitation card for the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference. He sent Chunshui, Qiuguang with a mirror, and by the way, I , no, I mean going to the meeting with the cage in hand."

Meng Xueli said in a deep voice: "It's not by the way, he already calculated that you would steal the mirror."

The two complex formations in Fengyue City cannot be completed by Lingshan alone. Who is pointing him?

"You said, he planned all of this?!" Que Xianming got up, saw Meng Xueli nodded, and immediately rushed out.

"What are you doing!" Meng Xueli grabbed Que Xianming's shoulder.

"I'll go to the world and talk to him! Ask him what he wants to do."

Que Xianming thought, at worst, he would be imprisoned again.Besides, Chunshui and Qiuguang treated him well.He stole the treasure mirror and left without saying goodbye, which made the two girls sad and worried, and they always had to explain something when they saw each other.

"Wait. A demon is coming." Meng Xueli stopped Que Xianming, just as Chi Chu's voice sounded outside the door: "My lord, the blood vine demon is asking to see you."

Meng Xueli cleared her throat: "Send him to come in."

Que Xianming took a deep breath, calmed down and adjusted his appearance, and opened the door with a reserved posture.

Outside the door, Chi Chu and Que Xianming behaved in a serious manner, wholeheartedly supporting Meng Xueli as a demon king.

The blood vine demon bowed cautiously, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "What the king ordered yesterday, my subordinates have already done it."

He is the chief steward of Lingshan's palace. He feels his status is embarrassing. In order to show his loyalty to the new king, he works extraordinarily hard and comes to see him early in the morning.

The blood vine demon submitted the book: "Please look over it, Your Majesty."

Que Xianming was a little startled, yesterday they were busy rescuing the injured little demon, clearing up the ruins, arranging the wounded, burying the corpses, the city was in chaos.Meng Xueli lacks the skills to separate herself, but still has the energy to rectify the old Lingshan headquarters?

He also heard the blood vine demon say: "This is only a rough number. The ostentation of the demon kings in different places is different, and the servants brought into the city cannot be counted, but the maximum is no more than a thousand, and the minimum is no more than a hundred, so we will count as five hundred."

Only then did Que Xianming realize that he was wrong. Meng Xueli had sent this monster to count the casualties of the war.

Meng Xueli flipped through the book at a glance, and said calmly: "You did a good job, let's go down."

The blood vine demon respectfully thanked him, Chi Chu closed the door and led him back.There are only broken walls and ruins left in the demon king's palace, and the remote Zhuli Pavilion has not been affected, and it will serve as the new king's palace for the time being.If any big monster has something to report, he will come here to meet the Snow Mountain King, and Chi Chu will pass on the message and lead the way.

Meng Xueli became the demon king again, although the situation forced him to put the duck on the shelf, but since he did it, the burden of responsibility rested on his shoulders.

How many original residents in the inner city of Fengyue City, how many invitations were sent by the Ten Thousand Monsters Conference, and how many monsters were invited to enter the inner city... No monster knows these numbers better than the palace chief Xueteng.It is said that he can pull out vine branches and transcribe more than ten invitations at the same time.Looking at how many monsters survived now, you can know the number of casualties the night before.

"How?" Que Xianming asked.

"In one night, [-] people died, and [-] people were seriously injured. This Ten Thousand Monsters Conference was even worse than our 'Battle on the Plain'." Meng Xueli sighed with a heavy heart.

The King of Snow Mountain used to fight in all directions to unify the demon world. Whenever he went to a place, he first proposed to fight the local demon king. The other party could choose ten demon generals under his account to help out, and he fought eleven, and the opponent was convinced.Therefore, despite years of fighting, there were not many casualties among the demon soldiers under his command, and the number of little demons who took refuge in him was increasing day by day.

Until the demon kings who opposed him united to form a huge coalition army, a demon suggested: "The mink comes from the snow-capped mountains. I am afraid that he is best at fighting on high mountains and glaciers. He is not good at fighting on open plains. We may have a chance of winning if we make an appointment to fight on the plains."

This battle on the plain lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the Snow Mountain King won the final victory, officially establishing his status as the Demon King.At that time, the Snow Mountain King said: "Within ten years in the demon world, it is not appropriate to have another large-scale war."

Unexpectedly, there will be a rebellion in Lingshan and the massacre of the old tribe in the Snow Mountain; the Thousand Monsters Conference will start twice, and it will change overnight. The situation is even worse than the battle in the plain.

Que Xianming thought of this, and felt sorry for him. He saw with his own eyes that countless little demons died in pain, and even died without knowing why.They came to Fengyue City from all directions, with good expectations in their arms, intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers and wine, wholeheartedly wanting to witness the glory of the monster race, and sincerely believe in the bright future described by Lingshan...

Lingshan brought this terrible disaster, but Lingshan is dead.The ashes were wiped out, and the bones did not exist.

Que Xianming gritted his teeth and said, "How can Xiaoyuan help the evildoer?!"

"It's not about helping the evildoers, it's about following the trend." Meng Xueli said earnestly, "Aque, listen to me, he's not your Xiaoyuan anymore."

"No." Que Xianming slumped down, as if all his strength had been taken from him, "If you don't let me go to him and ask him, what else can I do?"

Meng Xueli took a deep look at Que Xianming: "No matter what his purpose is, the disaster of the monster clan has become a fact. Even if you ask him, what can you ask? You can't kill him."

"Yes." Que Xianming was stung by these words, and said shyly, "I just hate that I can't kill him."

Meng Xueli said in a low voice, "Maybe I can."

Que Xianming was startled, confused: "You, you want to kill Hu Si?"

Meng Xueli raised her index finger and made a "shh" gesture: "Don't say it. This matter will not happen overnight. I need to wait for my Taoist companion to recover my identity, wait for me to use the powerful demon power in my body for my own use, and wait for the situation in the demon world." Stability...we're thinking long-term."

Meng Xueli went to Yunyu with Jixiao last night, and this morning after freshening up, she plans to kill his senior brother.It sounds absurd, even callous.

When it comes to the grievances between Meng Xueli and Hu Si, it can be said that the grievances have been for a long time.

He suspected that Hu Si had participated in Ji Xiao's death, although he had no evidence, and Ji Xiao himself seemed unwilling to find out.If there is only this one thing, he can still let Ji Xiao make a choice and respect the decision of the Taoist couple.

But Fengyue City's help in the layout of Lingshan affected the lives of tens of thousands of monsters, Meng Xueli couldn't tolerate it anymore!

He loves Ji Xiao very much.If necessary, he is even willing to give his life in exchange for Ji Xiao's life.

Just like the choice he made in the Great Formation of the Demon King's Palace.Although he has the idea of ​​sacrificing his life for benevolence and saving the monster race, but in the end he only has time for one sentence. The "last words" he wants to say most are not wishing for the human race, the demon race, or the Three Realms, but only wishing that he and Ji Xiao will be Taoist couples again in the next life .

However, this fiery and deep love cannot dispel his dangerous thoughts.

He wanted to kill Hu Si.Even if Ji Xiao is angry and painful when he finds out, even if they can't go back to the past.

Que Xianming was still in shock: "Have you thought about it yet?"

"In terms of deduction and conspiracy, I can't count on him. I can only kill him!" Meng Xueli stretched out her hand: "It's the two of us again, will you help me?"

Que Xianming looked into his eyes.Meng Xueli changed from a monster to a man, her pupil color changed, but her eyes were firm again.

Inexplicably, Que Xianming remembered a long time ago, when there was no Ji Xiao, no Hu Si, no even Lingshan, and no thousands of demon soldiers and generals.

Just the two of them together.

Laughing and making noise together, fighting and fighting together, handing over each other's backs.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp high-five, and Que Xianming held his hand tightly: "Of course. I will help you."

***

In the early autumn of the world, the sky is bright and the air is clear, the forest is deep and the grass is luxuriant.

Hanshan is in the north, and Mingyue Lake is in the south.Thousands of miles apart, facing each other far away, the mountains and rivers are far away.

There are still more than a month before the "Autumn Water Tea Ceremony", but the disciples of Hanshan who participated in the meeting have already set off.

I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, and I don't know the beautiful scenery outside the mountain.

The team is led by the master of Chongbi Peak. The young disciples don't wear Taoist robes, but only ordinary clothes; they don't use flying magic weapons, but use lightness techniques to cross mountains and ridges, like a group of swordsmen traveling far away.

Passing by the market to rest, often listening to others talking about Hanshan, all the disciples were very interested and didn't care much.When the road was uneven, they would draw their swords to help each other, stop and go, and it took half a month to get out of the north.

The farther south you go, the more rivers and rivers there are. People change waterways, and they are getting closer to the boundary of Mingyue Lake. The air is humid, the spiritual energy is rich, and the landscape is more and more beautiful.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are continuous, and the waves of thousands of miles are vast. When the boat sails on the water, the waves will clear the waves, and soon disappear without a trace.Flocks of white birds flutter their wings, rising and falling among the green mountains and clear waters.

The boat is swaying, looking at the mist in the morning, and the haze in the evening.It is a completely different scenery from Lonely Cold Mountain.

As for the crack in the sky, monks and ordinary people are gradually getting used to seeing it.Anyway, it's there, it doesn't hurt or itch, it can be regarded as a strange scenery.

The weather is cooler and the shadow of the moon is getting rounder.Disciple Han Shan began to meet other practitioners who were on their way.

Those who come by boat are mostly poor casual cultivators and small sects who are reluctant to ride or cannot afford the flying magic weapon.

San Xiumeng was not considered the poorest, but he still owed money to Qian Yuzhi, so he didn't want to be extravagant, so he also took the boat.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Yu Qishu looked at the scenery, and saw a familiar figure on another boat not far away—it was the girl from the alley in the humble city, whose name seemed to be Qingdai.

Three chance encounters, it's still fate.Yu Qishu waved her hand happily.

Before Qingdai agreed, the faces of the three or four casual cultivators around her changed suddenly:

"I'll go! Look, it's that kid again! Why isn't he wearing a Hanshan Taoist robe?"

"What's the matter with his cultivation base? Has he grown too fast? The last time I saw him in the alley, it was clearly not like this!"

"Call him over, let's try him!"

Qing Dai warned in a low voice: "Be careful, don't cause trouble before the meeting."

A casual cultivator shouted loudly: "Are fellow Taoists also going to the meeting? Where do fellow Taoists come from?"

Yu Qishu replied, "North."

"It's so far away, it's not easy to come here. Come and eat a piece of grilled fish and drink two glasses of wine."

Hearing this, the disciple of Hanshan sent a message to Yu Qishu: "Senior brother Yu, be careful, the origin of those casual cultivators is unknown."

"It's okay, there are friends I know."

Yu Qishu didn't doubt that he was there, so she raised her breath and jumped, between the two ups and downs, swept out more than twenty feet, and landed lightly on the opponent's boat.The bow of the boat did not shake.

In the waters full of aura, the fish is also fat and delicious.After being roasted, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, and the aroma wafts with the wind.

Several masters of the Sanxiu League tried different ways to test Yu Qishu's cultivation, but they couldn't figure out the depth, they were both surprised and suspicious.But Yu Qishu really came to eat fish, and left after wiping his mouth.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I can't repay you. This is for you." Yu Qishu touched her sleeves and took out a few golden peach blossoms. "A little local specialty."

All the casual cultivators were holding peach blossom branches, dumbfounded and at a loss.

Since Hanshan split, Meng Xueli's identity has been a mystery, and the sales of peach blossoms in Changchun Peak have declined slightly.Qian Zhenren bought brocade clothes and precious swords for Yu Qishu, so that he could take advantage of this conference to bring goods, and also specially told him that as long as he made a friend or liked someone, he would give a branch of Changchun peach blossom to help Jinsi peach blossom products advertise.

So when the Hanshan Sword Sect arrived at Mingyue Lake, before the conference started, Yu Qishu became famous first.

——"Meng Xueli's second disciple, that handsome swordsman who gives peach blossoms to everyone he meets."

The autumn water road is far away, and the wind is lucky.