Patriarch Kongkong was talking about the real secret book of the Ghost King's Control of Demons, which was hidden between the covers. Suddenly, a creepy and cold voice said: "Wonderful! You can't find it even after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get it!"
The three of them were shocked at the same time, and the one who was even more shocked was Yu Wenlie. With his skill, he didn't notice anyone approaching, so the skill of the person coming was too terrifying. It was night, and the first quarter moon hung diagonally in the western sky, illuminating the earth. Behind the Guanyin, no one was seen. Yu Wenlie couldn't help but said, "Why don't you, your Excellency, be an expert and show up to meet me?"
The cold voice came up again: "If you are wise, leave the cover of the Ghost King's Demon Control Record and leave immediately. I am happy today and don't want to kill anyone!" Now the three of them could hear it clearly. The voice came from the forest fifty feet away. , it seems that the other party has already mastered the ultimate skill of "sounding words". Yu Wenlie's mind suddenly turned. Could it be that the person who spoke was the murderer of Mrs. Sedan Fang? Otherwise, how could he have said the words "There is no place to be found after breaking through the iron shoes." In terms of the skill shown by the other party, it was indeed great. possible. But there is one thing that is puzzling. Since the Ghost King's Demon Control Record can arouse the covetousness of such a top master, you can imagine the mystery and profoundness of the martial arts contained in it. Colored sedan chairs and painted boats are the masters of this record, so why don't they practice unparalleled skills? ? This is really unfathomable. Patriarch Kongkong calmed his voice and said in the direction of the speaker: "My friend has such a strong tone, why don't you show up and meet me?"
The voice said: "If I show up, you will be dead!"
Yu Wenlie snorted heavily and said: "Friend, if I don't believe this evil, maybe you will save your life!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!" The strange laughter made people feel uncomfortable. It was not only harsh, but also indescribably unpleasant. Yu Wenlie said again: "Friend, if you want to ask me to do this, you will really have no life."
"Good junior, how many lives do you have?"
"Same as your Excellency!"
"It seems that if I don't want to kill someone, I can't do it..."
"He who kills will die, my friend, don't be quick with your words!"
"Okay!" A gray shadow soared into the sky from the forest. In just a blink of an eye, it was already in front of him. It was indeed faster than lightning. Patriarch Kongkong has always been famous in the martial arts world for his lightness skills. When he saw the person's body skills, he couldn't help but change his face. What appeared was an old man in gray robe with a ferocious face and a height of nine feet. Two fierce flames of eyes swept across the three of them one by one. Except for Yu Wenlie, Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green were all struck by the sight. A shock. The air seemed to freeze for an instant, and no one spoke.
The gray-robed old man glanced at the three of them again, and said grimly: "Who was rude just now?"
Yu Wenlie responded with a colder voice: "It's just a matter of time!"
"You don't need to say that the thing is on you?"
"good!"
"Hand over your things and die!"
"Your Majesty, it's very effortless to speak, very relaxed!"
"You know I'm right?"
"I'm sorry, I was very clumsy."
The old man in gray robe shook his sleeves, and there was something in his hand. It was a worn-out Jiuliang Taoist crown.
Patriarch Kongkong suddenly took a big step back and said in a shrill voice: "Your Excellency was one of the two evils and one righteousness in the past..."
He didn't say what, but it was not difficult to know who he was from the crown mark. The gray-robed old man sneered and said: "Little old man, since you can see where I am from, I will reward you with a whole corpse. You can take care of yourself!" His loud and decisive tone made people feel chilled. Patriarch Kongkong's face suddenly changed, and he took three steps to the west.
Yuwen Lie was also shocked. Ghost women, evil spirits, and immortal immortals are collectively called two evils and one good. One year before he became famous, he didn't expect that Quan was still alive and had entanglements with him one after another. He immediately blurted out: "Your Excellency, are you an evildoer?" "That's right. Killing evil is like a mountain, and the Taoist crown is a record. Boy, why don't you hand it over? ”
"Why should I leave it to you?"
"By my name!" "Haha, this title may be canceled today!" "."You are the first person in the martial arts world who dares to speak to me like this. Boy, if you have extraordinary abilities, you are a lunatic. I deserve to make an exception for you. If you can survive my three blows, you will be saved. Yu Wenlie sneered coldly and said: "What a big statement. Is it you who killed a middle-aged couple in Wuhuling Chaoyangguancha?" "That's right. The difference between the first and the last foot has allowed you to live to this day..."
"How will you explain this account?"
"Hahahaha, I have killed people like grass in my life. I have never kept accounts, and no one dares to collect accounts..."
"Today is an exception!"
"You want to collect the bill?"
"That's right!"
"One word, the damned one still can't live!" Before the words left the movable type, a claw of a giant spirit clawed at Yuwen Lie's chest and abdomen. It was strange and fast, unparalleled in the world. This grab left no room for anyone to dodge and block.
Patriarch Kongkong and the masked guest in blue couldn't help but say "E!" Yu Wenlie's heart was slightly frightened, but without turning his mind, he pointed out that he was coming. "Ah!" Nie Dao screamed, took three steps back, and stood up upside down. His grasp was like grasping on a steel plate, and his fingers seemed to be broken. Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green couldn't believe this fact. The masked man in purple who called himself Ghost Eater could withstand the evil attack of one of the only giants in the martial arts world for a hundred years without being hurt. This was almost a myth. Nie Dao's face was swollen as purple as an eggplant, and he said in a low voice: "Who...are you?"
"Ghost-eating guest!"
"Could it be that you have already practiced the mysterious skills contained in the Ghost Control Demon Record..."
"Nonsense, I don't even bother to take things that don't belong to me!"
"and you……"
"I will collect the bills for that middle-aged couple and take charge!" He shouted and pushed them away with a palm. This palm was silent and there was no force at all... Nie Dao let out a deep grunt and blasted out a mountain-shaking force, the power of which was so powerful that it was shocking.
Yu Wen Lie's seemingly weak palm immediately reacted as soon as it came into contact with the opponent's energy.
"Boom!" Then there was a loud noise, the falling trees in the Western Zhou Dynasty rustled, and the residual energy wave swept up the Kongkong Patriarch and the Qingyi Masked Guest. They were unable to stand firmly and staggered back eight feet away. The evildoer's feet sank into the soil, his head reached to his knees, his face was bloody, and he had to fly away.
Yu Wenlie stood as tall as a mountain on the spot. After suffocating for a moment, the third palm came out. Nie Dao swayed to the side and dodged ten feet away.
Yu Wenlie withdrew his palm midway and switched to sweeping. The evil spirit laughed strangely, drew half an arc with his body, and counterattacked with three palms, each of which had the power to crack open monuments and rocks. Yu Wenlie had already mastered the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique. He had no worries about his palms and fingers. He bullied his body and head and attacked five palms in a row. Just when Yu Wen Lie struck out with his five palms, Nie Dao let out a muffled grunt and bounced back ten feet away. He was obviously injured. Patriarch Kongkong and the masked guest in green both looked at him. This kind of skill is indeed appalling.
Nie Dao's eyes widened, and he shouted wildly, "Boy, are you the disciple of the old immortal from Tianshan?" Who the old immortal from Tianshan was referring to, Yu Wenlie was at a loss to know.
Kongkong Patriarch's eyebrows were raised, and the masked man in green shot his eyes like electric torches at Yuwen Lie. It seemed that the evil words surprised them. Maybe... the masked man in green jumped up and approached Yuwen Lie. He said excitedly: "My friend is a disciple of the mysterious old man from Tianshan?", Yu Wenlie shook his head and said: "No!"
The masked man in green clothes looked slightly depressed and backed away without saying a word. Patriarch Kongkong also looked disappointed.
Yu Wenlie was very curious in his heart. Could it be that they were expecting some mysterious old man from Tianshan Mountain, or... he was still thinking about it. He saw a white shadow coming slowly, floating gracefully and gracefully in the field behind the evil way. It came unexpectedly. He is a young man in white clothes, handsome and graceful. Under the light of the stars and moon, he looks even more chic. Nie Dao turned around and shouted coldly: "Who?"
The beautiful young man in white, with eyes as cold as stars, coldly swept away everyone, and said doomed to evil: "Qiu Guangzu, in terms of age, you are nearly a hundred years old. In terms of seniority, I am afraid there is no one higher than you in the martial arts world. I didn't expect that you would go back on your own words!" "This young man was able to tell the origin of Nie Dao in one sentence, which shocked Patriarch Kongkong and others. It seemed that he was no more than twenty years old, and Nie Dao became famous for a century, and he had not been seen in the world for decades. Nie Dao was so surprised that he subconsciously took a step back and said in a trembling voice: "Baby, who are you?" The beautiful young man in white said calmly: "Don't ask me who I am, just do you still remember sixty?" The promise made at the Yellow River Ferry many years ago." Nie Dao suddenly glared fiercely and said sternly: "Boy, are you a disciple of Tianshan Lao Immortal?"
The beautiful young man in white's handsome face sank and said: "Your Majesty, please be more polite!"
"Is he... immortal and still alive?"
"Haha! Qiu Guangzu, you can ask this question?"
"Hmph, I came out this time just to wash away the humiliation of crossing the Yellow River!"
Patriarch Kongkong looked very excited, and the masked man in green also had a strange expression in his eyes. Yu Wenlie knew nothing about the so-called mysterious old man in Tianshan, but in his first sleep, besides being curious, he also felt an unspeakable feeling of disgust for this beautiful man in white clothes. Why? He doesn't know it himself. The face of the beautiful young man in white sank and he said: "Qiu Guangzu, are you ready to break your promise and bring trouble to the martial arts world again?" The evil man laughed strangely and said: "Little bastard, I will chop you up first and then go to Tianshan Mountain to settle the score with the old dog!"
"Qiu Guangzu, you are old and shameless!"
"shut up!"
"And where is your partner? I think so..." "That's right, the evildoer and the hag will join forces to collect debts!"
Yuwen Lie was shocked! The evildoers and hags have disappeared for decades. It must be related to this young man's mysterious old master. And when he was in the mass grave outside Nanchang City, he used "Shura Magic" to help the hags heal their wounds. Could this behavior be fueling the demonic flames? . A single Shaolin master and disciple seek revenge, which almost caused the Shaolin Temple to suffer a bloodbath. When the two evils join forces, there will be no peace in the martial arts world. From this, he also thought of the girl in black, Qiu Wen. He once performed breath-control exercises in her fragrant boudoir. She also hinted that her heart was moved, and her nature was not evil. He regretted that she mistakenly fell into the trap of a ghost. . He also thought of Cao Yueying, the first woman he met by chance. In order to take revenge, he did not hesitate to throw herself under the troll blood-sucking maniac, which almost ruined her life. Qiu Wen and Cao Yueying, these two women are in exactly the same situation. Before I could think about it, I heard the beautiful young man in white laughing loudly: "Qiu Guangzu, you will never be able to go to Tianshan Mountain!" Nie Dao was stunned and asked: "Why?"
Murderous intent appeared on the face of the beautiful young man in white, and he said in a deep voice: "Because I want to carry out my master's order and kill you."
"Hey, hey, hey, you are worthy, take your life!" He shouted, his body was like lightning, and he grabbed the young man in white and thrust it into his chest.
The young man in white seemed to know the opponent's martial arts skills, and he jumped away almost at the same time. The gap between the two was breathtaking and breathtaking. The two sides launched strange moves and special moves, and the fight was immediately inextricable. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the stars and the moon were without light. With the skills of Master Kongkong and the Masked Man in Tsinghua, they were unable to distinguish the offensive and defensive moves of both sides. This shows that the skills of this young man in white are rare in the martial arts world. Ten moves! Twenty moves! Thirty moves!
The boy in white is gradually falling behind. Fifty moves later, the boy in white was already in danger. Nie Dao's attacks are full of viciousness, and every move is enough to kill the opponent.
The muscles on Master Kongkong's face were always tense, and beads of sweat appeared on his cheeks at this moment. Although the masked guest in green clothes covered his face with a green scarf, others could not see the expression on his face, but his eyes were full of excitement and nervousness.
After the first quarter moon sank into the mountains, the earth became dark, but those present were all masters of the generation who could see things regardless of daylight.
Yu Wenlie caught an idea in his heart, why did this young man in white, whom he had never met before, make him feel disgusted! This is indeed a difficult thing to understand. The young man in white was forced by evil forces to the point where his life and death depended on him for a moment.
When the Yu Wen Lie incident came up, he remembered that the face of the young man in white looked a bit like Shen Xubai. Yu Wenlie hated Shen Xubai for his talent on the outside but was treacherous in his heart. Therefore, he subconsciously felt disgusted with the young man in white. His thoughts were coherent, and this subconscious feeling seemed to be diluted... The masked man in green approached Yu Wenlie and said anxiously: "Friend, only you can save him!"
"who?"
"The mysterious old man's disciple!"
"Why should I save him?"
"Please consider the fate of the Central Plains martial arts community and take action to prevent this tragedy from happening."
Yu Wenlie's heart moved, and he still had no idea what the so-called fate of the Central Plains martial arts meant.
A loud shout passed by, blood splattered from the mouth of the young man in white, he fell down, and was immediately caught by the evildoer. Patriarch Kongkong and the masked guest in green both exclaimed and attacked the evil path at the same time. "Bang!" Then there was a huge earthquake, and the energy surged like a wave. Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green were staggered back by the palm. With their skills, it would be impossible to save the boy in white. The words "the fate of the martial arts community in the Central Plains" echoed in Yu Wenlie's mind again. At the same time, he misunderstood the two people because of the tragic death of the couple in the sedan chair and boat. He felt very guilty in his heart. With a change of thought, he took a few steps forward and said coldly: "Put him down!" He glared: "Who are you talking to?"
"to you!"
"Do you think it can be done?"
"It must be done!"
"Hehehehe, boy, you thought wrong!"
He raised his left palm and slapped the young man in white on the head... This slap was so powerful that the young man in white had his head and forehead shattered. Yuwen Lie shouted: "How dare you!"
This sound summoned up the inner strength of Dantian, and Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green didn't think anything of it. Nie Dao felt that his eardrums were about to burst, his mind was palpitating, and he lowered his palm unexpectedly. Yu Wenlie said again: "Qiu, if you dare to touch him, I will tear you alive!" The words contained extremely murderous intent, which made people shudder. Nie Dao rolled his eyes and said, "It's not difficult for him to live. You just need to agree to one condition!"
"condition?"
"good!"
"What do you think?"
"In exchange for the cover of the Ghost King's Demon Control Record!"
"It can't be done!" "We'll see you later!" He mentioned the boy in white and ran towards the woods.
Yu Wenlie gritted his teeth and shouted sternly: "Stop!"
Evil Taoist Qiu Guangzu stood up for a moment and said, "You agreed?"
The young man in white suddenly hissed: "Your Excellency, no!"
Nie Dao stretched out his finger and poked him. The white boy lowered his head and fainted.
Patriarch Kongkong trembled and said: "Ghost Guest, we cannot agree to this condition."
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "Let him die?"
"This..." The masked man in green breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's important to save people."
After Yu Wen Lie hesitated for a while, he said resolutely: "Put me down and give it to you!" Qiu Guangzu, the evildoer, was extremely proud and laughed strangely: "Boy, I have to verify the authenticity of the things first!" Yu Wen Lie couldn't help but feel angry. He said angrily: "Qiu, do you think everyone else behaves like you?"
"Boy, stop talking nonsense, I don't trust anyone!"
"Hmph, put the person down and take five steps back!"
As expected, Nie Dao put the young man down to the ground and took five steps back. Yu Wenlie was about two feet away from where the boy in white was lying. He estimated that if Nie Dao broke his promise, he would be sure to intercept him. However, Nie Dao's intention was that if the thing was fake, he would have time to destroy Bai Yi. juvenile. Yu Wenlie took the cover of the Ghost King's Demon Control Record and threw it over with a shake of his hand.
Nie Dao took it in his hand and tore open the interlayer. There were several pages of thin silk inside. After looking at it for a while, he said in a loud voice: "Boy, this is a good thing. I hope to see you soon!" After saying that, he suddenly waved his palm towards the boy in white. Yuwen Lie's eyes were about to burst and he screamed: "How dare you!"
The young man in white clothes was shocked and flew into the air. Yu Wenlie originally tried to intercept the opponent, but the body of the young man in white clothes flew towards him, so he had to reach out to catch it. In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit disappeared into the darkness. Patriarch Kongkong and Qingyi Mengke exclaimed in surprise, and both ran towards Yu Wenlie. The young man in white was like gold paper, and blood was constantly spilling from his mouth. Yuwen Lie took a look at the terrain, walked towards the huge boulder beside the road, gently put the boy in white down, and stretched out his fingers to relieve his acupuncture points. The young man opened his eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his pale face. He put his hands on the stone and tried to get up. He was only halfway up when he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, then fell back down. Yu Wenlie felt his heart tightening. Patriarch Kongkong held two bean-sized pills, stuffed them into the young man's mouth, and said: "This is the prescription passed down by the ancestors of Lao Tou'er. It can bring people back to life!" The young man in white seemed very impatient, and said with strong breath: "Please hold on for a moment. Go aside and rest, I need treatment..." Before he could finish his words, he passed out again.
Yu Wenlie felt guilty in his heart. If he had helped earlier, the evildoer would not have escaped, the Ghost King and the Demon Control Record would not have been lost, and the boy in white would not have been so seriously injured. At that moment, he said to Patriarch Kongkong and the two of them: "I ask you to act as protectors and heal this friend's injury." Patriarch Kongkong was overjoyed and said, "It's too hard!" He and the masked man in green both backed away and ran towards the other side. At the edge of the forest in the distance, another one turns back to the official road. At this moment, Yu Wenlie began to notice that this disciple of Tianshan had a skin as smooth as snow, as delicate as fat, and a face that was almost girlish. He secretly thought that if the other person was a woman, she must be a peerless beauty. First, he must explore the opponent's injuries and check the degree of damage to the meridian points. The front of his white shirt was stained with blood, and Yu Wenlie couldn't help but frown secretly. He unbuttoned his outer garment and then unbuttoned his inner garment. After solving one layer and another, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart. I thought it was very cold in Tianshan, so I wore so many clothes, but with his level of skill, he should not be afraid of the cold and heat. On the west floor, there is a pink tights.
Yuwen Lie's heart moved and he hesitated to take action. Finally, in a desperate mood to save the injured, he stretched out his hand to untie the button, and his eyes lit up, and a pair of sharp jade peaks popped out. "Yeah!" Yu Wenlie exclaimed for a while, then stopped alertly. In his dream, he never expected that this mysterious old man's disciple would be a woman. In an instant, his whole body was shaken like an electric shock, and his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of his throat. He had never experienced such an embarrassing scene before, and he was at a loss and dripping with cold sweat. He wanted to run away, but the consequences would be irreparable. He felt dizzy and his western limbs were numb. He hurriedly covered up the other person's clothes, his fingers trembling so much that he couldn't fasten the buttons. He no longer had the courage to explore the other person's injuries. Fortunately, the other party was still unconscious, otherwise the scene would have been even more embarrassing. After thinking about it for a few times, he excused himself and said: "I didn't mean to be frivolous. My motive was to heal the wounds. She never said that she was a girl. Children of martial arts should not stick to these details." So, he suppressed his excitement and stretched out his heart. He connected several large acupoints on the opponent with his fingers, then turned her delicate body sideways, attached one hand to the Mingmen, and pressed the other on the Tian acupoint, and transferred the skills through her clothes to heal her injuries. Yu Wenlie possesses more than two hundred years of magical power. He combines three peerless magical skills into one body to help people heal their injuries. Not only does it have quick effects, but it can also be done effortlessly. In just half an hour, the young man in white's meridian points were unblocked. Yuwen Lie retracted his palm.
The young man Bai turned over and sat up, calmed down, and then said excitedly: "Thank you, my friend, for your help in healing..."
She paused mid-sentence, her jade face suddenly turned red, and she realized that the clothes on her body were actually half-covered. "Pa!" A slap fell heavily on Yu Wenlie's cheek. Yu Wenlie felt a burning sensation, and golden flowers appeared in his eyes. This corresponds to the saying: "Good intentions are struck by thunder!". As soon as Yuwen Lie floated off the boulder, he said angrily: "You...what do you think this is?"
The boy in white also got off the boulder. He looked so embarrassed that he was about to cry. He gritted his teeth and said, "You bully me!
Yuwen Lie took a breath and said, "I... bullied you?" "Don't you still admit it?"
"Is it wrong for me to help you?"
"You shouldn't..."
Tears rolled in her eyes. She couldn't say anything.
Yuwen Lie secretly thought that the other party was a woman. When encountering this kind of situation, of course he would inevitably get excited. He calmed down a little and said coldly: "Girl, calm down..." "What girl is not a girl? How dare you reveal my identity?" , I will kill you.”
Yu Wenlie responded with a bitter smile and said: "Brother, what will happen if a person falls into the hands of evildoers?"
"I would rather die than be humiliated!"
"you!"
Two figures were running towards him.
The young man in white gave Yu Wenlie a fierce look and said, "You can mention anything, but we will settle the account later!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't laugh or cry, and thought to himself, Old Master Confucius was right, in the world only women and villains are difficult to raise. Are women born to be unreasonable? Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll say goodbye!" The young man in white lowered his voice and said, "You can't leave yet!"
When the figure arrived, it turned out to be Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green.
Patriarch Kongkong glanced at the boy in white and said, "Young hero has recovered?"
"I don't dare to be called this, I'm Dongfang Ying!"
"Oh! I highly respect you as a senior, so I will call you my brother..."
"Then I'm asking you too much, isn't it?"
"No, it should be like this. Brother Dongfang is here..."
"By order of the master!"
"Where's your master?"
"He...the old man has passed away!"
"oh!"
Patriarch Kongkong and the masked man in green were shocked at the same time, feeling slumped and dejected.
The masked man in green sighed and said: "This is really God's will. The Central Plains Wulin may be doomed by the death of the mysterious old man!" Dongfang Ying frowned and said: "When my master was dying, he told me that in the next two The first thing is that sixty years ago, the two evil spirits and the hag were subdued by ten moves at the Yellow River crossing. The two evil spirits swore to the sky that they would never come out to do evil again. Please pay attention to the movements of the two evil spirits. Now the evil spirits Now that I have broken my oath and showed up, it seems that the martial arts world is troubled again. I just regret that I am not good at studying..." "I am too modest. In today's martial arts world, there are very few people who can block evil paths with more than fifty moves."
"But I almost lost my life, if it weren't for this..." As he said that, his eyes glanced at Yuwen Lie, and the hatred in his eyes was still strong. Of course, the third person could not understand it. Only Yuwen Lie understood in his heart, and said coldly: "Little things are not worth mentioning. "
Dongfang Ying added: "My master came to the Central Plains in the past and was treated with great courtesy. He once said that he wanted to do something for the martial arts community in the Central Plains. Therefore, after receiving the letter from the two men, I immediately set off to complete the mission. Master Kongkong raised his hand and said, "Brother Gao Yi, I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of my colleagues in the Central Plains!" Dongfang Ying said in frustration, "It's a pity that I am overestimating my abilities!"
"No, my brother's skills are beyond the reach of the little old man. To cope with the 'Wanliu Returning Clan Conference' convened by the Dead City, we still need to rely on his strength!" Yu Wenlie finally understood the whole story. Although Dongfang Ying was born as a girl, she had the ambition to It is admirable that Master Dai fulfilled a casual promise and came here at random, fully expressing the spirit of martial arts. Patriarch Kongkong and the two came here, but it turned out to be to greet the mysterious old man. Ouyang Zhi summoned all the sects to attend the meeting as usual, but he had another strategy. This strategy turned out to be to pin his hopes on the mysterious old man, which was too naive and too risky.
Dongfang Ying pointed at Yuwen Lie and said, "With this dear friend here, I can handle it more than enough!"
The masked guest in green clothes immediately looked at him with eager anticipation. He looked at Yu Wenlie and said, "Friend, have you heard about the Wanliu Returning Clan Conference?" "Yes!"
"My friend, are you willing to save Wulin's fate?"
"I will definitely participate!"
"Then I would like to express my gratitude."
"Each other! Each other! No one needs to thank anyone!"
"There are only seven days left in the conference!"
"I know!"
"In this case, my friend Qu will go with us and discuss countermeasures first..."
Because Yu Wenlie didn't want his true identity to be exposed, and he didn't want to go the same way with Dongfang Ying to avoid unnecessary entanglements, after hearing this, he said without hesitation: "I still have something to do, so I have to disobey my order. Come to the meeting on time. That’s it!” Dongfang Ying also said, “I have something to take care of, so I’ll see you at the venue later!”
The masked man in green and Patriarch Kongkong looked at each other, and Patriarch Kongkong said helplessly: "It's about the fate of the martial arts world. I kindly ask you two not to miss the time!" "Of course!" Yuwen Lie and Dongfang Ying answered almost at the same time. , Yu Wenlie first clasped his fists and said: "I'm sorry, I'll take the first step..." After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the official road. A look of surprise flashed across Dongfang Ying's face, and she ran in the same direction.
Let's talk about Yu Wenlie running all the way. That embarrassing scene always replays in my mind. It seemed that Dongfang Ying's pair of firm breasts were still swaying in front of her eyes, lingering, which made her a little distracted. Women keep their bodies as pure as jade, and men and women do not interact with each other. Even though martial arts children do not adhere to secular details, it is regarded as a secret place. It can be said to be a very serious matter to be exposed to strangers. Unexpected disaster! There was no other explanation, he thought.
Night ends and day dawns! Yu Wenlie stopped at the roadside shop and continued on his way. The rising sun was shining high and the morning breeze was blowing on his face, and he felt a little more relaxed. As a result, his thoughts moved to the dead city and to the upcoming Wanliu Clan Returning Conference. Old and new hatreds gathered in his heart. At the same time, he also added the unshirkable responsibility of martial arts - to eliminate demons and defend the way. He didn't know if his current skills could kill the Lord of the City in a single fight, but he had a firm intention to fight to the end regardless of life or death. While he was walking, a gust of wind passed by him unexpectedly. Yuwen Lie's attention suddenly dropped, and his heart suddenly sank. Dongfang Ying's face was full of anger and she was blocking the road. "Brother Zie Guike, let's take a step to talk!"
Yu Wenlie said helplessly: "Brother, why are you forcing each other so hard? I ask myself that my motives are good and my intentions are upright..." "There are many people coming and going on the road. Let's talk about it in the forest ahead..."
"What's there to talk about?"
"Of course, don't you dare?"
"Joke, please!" The man disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye like two puffs of smoke. When they arrived in the forest, Yu Wenlie said sternly: "Girl, please say something, I am all ears!" Dongfang Ying raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
"I'm going to eat ghost guest!"
"Why don't you take off your hijab?"
"It's hard to apologize for this!"
Dongfang Ying's face turned miserable, her eyes were cold, and she said sternly: "Friend, I know that my skills are far behind yours, but I am willing to fight to the death, and I hope you can do it!" Yu Wenlie couldn't help but shuddered, and said : "Girl, what are you doing?"
"I have no other way to go!"
"What if I don't want to take action?"
"Then I'll kill you and then commit suicide!"
"Is the matter really that serious?"
"Hmph, you hypocrite!"
Yu Wenlie was aroused by the word "hypocrite" and snorted coldly: "Speak more respectfully, girl."
Dongfang Ying curled her lips in disdain, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "I'm just being polite, otherwise I would have called you a dog!" Yu Wenlie was furious and said in a shuddering voice, "Do you want to force me to kill you?"
"Explain it however you want, you understand!"
"Understand what?"
"You are a hypocrite!"
"Girl, you'd better give me a satisfactory explanation, otherwise..."
"What else?"
"The next one will kill people!"
"I don't care. Listen, your accent has changed three times since I showed up. I can tell that your dark and low tone is just an act. It's not fake!" Yu Wenlie retreated subconsciously. Taking a big step, I was suddenly speechless. I was careless for a moment, and there was a flaw in my words. This woman was indeed as careful as her hair, and she actually noticed this. Dongfang Ying smiled coldly and said: "Now please take off your scarf!"
"Can't do it!"
"My innocent body, Dongfang Ying, has been touched and looked over by you. If I don't see your true face, I will not give up!"
The sound was so shrill that it made one's heart palpitate. Yu Wenlie felt a twinge of pain in his heart. How could he reveal his ruined appearance to the other party?
However, I can't bear to reject the other party. What's more important is how to eliminate the other party's extreme ideas. Murderous intent suddenly surged on Dongfang Ying's face, with a hint of grief and anger ringing in his ears: "Are you going to expose it or not?"
Yu Wenlie let out a long sigh and said, "Why do girls have to be so aggressive!"
"Every word you say is nonsense!"
"Girl, must you watch it?"
"good!"
Yu Wenlie said sadly: "Look at this!" He stretched out his hand, and the purple scarf fell down.
"Ah!" Dongfang Ying screamed and took several steps back. The expression on her face changed again and again. She was fascinated by Yu Wenlie's peerless weathervane, but she was even more shocked by the terrifying mark on his forehead. This mark The marks divide the face into two completely different phenomena. Beauty and ugliness coexist, which is extremely eye-catching and extremely inconsistent. It was the first time that Yuwen Lie showed this appearance to a third person, and the pain in his heart was indescribable. The muscles on her face kept twitching, and she said in a trembling voice: "Girl, are you satisfied?" Dongfang Ying stuttered: "You... are masked for this?"
"good!"
"Why... why..."
"The mark of the dead city on the prisoner!"
Dongfang Ying's cheeks changed drastically, and she said in a rueful voice: "Have you ever...been a prisoner in the Dead City?"
Yuwen Lie bit his lower lip tightly and hummed from his nostrils: "Ugh!"
The purple silk scarf once again covered his face. From this scarf, he suddenly thought of the masked woman in black - the daughter of the Lord of the Dead City. Her mother destroyed him, but she saved him. This was a very intriguing and strange thing. Dongfang Ying lowered his head sadly and said quietly: "Then you are not a ghost eater!"
"My name is Yu Wenlie!"
"Oh, I heard someone say that Tiexin Shura is second..." "The girl is right, it's me!"
Dongfang Ying raised her head suddenly, with a determined look on her cheeks, Shen Ning said very authentically: "Mr. Yuwenlie, I am very grateful for your life-saving grace, but a woman is as protective as a jade. I hope you can explain this. I am not using words to threaten you. It is a fact. The last woman can’t have physical contact with two men!” Yu Wenlie smiled bitterly and said, “Girl, that’s healing.”
"Yes, but I have no other choice!"
"I'm already married."
"You... are married?"
"Yes!"
Dongfang Ying's pink cheeks changed again and again, and she stamped her feet fiercely and said: "There is not much difference between destiny and evil, I accept my fate!" Yu Wenlie's heart suddenly sank, the other party actually wanted to marry him, I didn't expect that my chivalrous heart would lead to such big trouble. If you don't agree, there's no way to end it. If you agree, what will you say to Jiang Yaofeng? For a moment, I couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, speechless. Dongfang Ying's eyes turned red, and she said bitterly: "Mr. Yuwen, I am not a sleazy woman. Please understand this..." Yuwen Lie said dullly: "I would never dare to have such an idea!"
"do you hate me?"
"I have no reason to hate the girl."
"Then you hate fate for making this regrettable arrangement?"
"I won't deny this!"
Dongfang Ying nodded and said quietly: "Mr. Yuwen, I have no demands. I belong to you. If you have difficulties, you don't have to agree, but I hope you can give me a name..." "Name" share?"
"Yes, as long as I have my fame and status, my life is like a dream, and time is just a snap. I have nothing to rely on, so I just want my heart to have something to rest on!"
These few words are so heartfelt that anyone with a heart cannot shed tears of sympathy for them. Yuwen Lie wanted to say something, but couldn't. A layer of haze seemed to hang over his heart. Regret, hatred, pity, love, and confusion are all turbulent and ups and downs in my mind. He wanted to comfort her, but felt that there was no way to comfort her. If you want to explain, it would be redundant. Facts cannot be overturned. Regret is just self-abuse. What's more, what the other party said is reasonable. She only asked for status. This is tantamount to self-sacrifice. How can it completely destroy the other party's self-esteem.
If life is a dream, then his dream is too bizarre and tortuous.
Dongfang Ying stared at Yuwen Lie silently for a long time, then let out a long sigh, and her face suddenly changed: "Yu Wenlie, I am not begging for mercy from you. You have plenty of time to think about it. You don't need to answer me now, but you remember, even if I, Dongfang Ying There is a limit to accepting fate, goodbye!" After saying that, the white shadow flashed and walked away through the forest. Yu Wenlie woke up from a dream and blurted out: "Miss Dongfang!" The forest sky was cold and silent, and Dongfang Ying had disappeared without a trace. Yu Wenlie shook his head, let out a bitter smile, turned around and was waiting...
Several loud shouts were heard, and the sound was heard not far to the left. Yu Wenlie's heart moved and he drifted towards the place where the sound came from.
In the forest sky, a masked man in black robes and six men in black surrounded a masked man covered in blood. The one being surrounded was the masked man in green who claimed to be the Heart-killer. His whole body was covered in blood, his blue shirt almost turned into a red shirt, and his figure was shaky. Yu Wenlie approached the scene, and when he saw it, he was shocked. It had only been half a day since he had separated from Zhu Xinren and Kongkong Patriarch. How could Xinxin Ren be picked up by people from the dead city? Logically speaking, considering the skill of the Secret Detective Director, it is impossible to injure the Heart-killer like this. Heart-killer was seriously injured and forced to kill. Did Master Kongkong also suffer the same fate? The secret agent director said grimly: "Friend, accept your fate, who wants you to openly be the enemy of the dead city!"
The Heart-killing Man said sternly: "The ruthless swordsman is working for the tiger, and I despise you for you..."
The word "Ruthless Swordsman" was like a thunderbolt from the blue, shaking Yu Wenlie's heart and mind. The first time he went out of the world, he went to the Hidden Immortal Valley in Tiantai Mountain on the orders of his master, Iron Heart Shura, to visit the ruthless swordsman, hoping that he could help him with his skills. Later, the ruthless swordsman was imprisoned in the city by the murderer who was forced to death by Bai Xiaoling's mother.
He once vowed to try to rescue his master's best friend, the ruthless swordsman. When he was trapped in the execution cell of the Dead City, he also asked Shen Xubai's father, Shen Zhiyue, about his whereabouts, but could not get any clues. He never dreamed that the ruthless swordsman would become the secret agent director of the Dead City, specializing in persecuting his martial arts comrades and aiding the evildoers. The secret agent director seemed quite shocked when Heart-killer revealed his origins. He subconsciously backed away and shouted: "Who is the friend?" "Heart-killer!"
"How do you know my origin?"
"Hey, you don't have to ask this!"
"Heart-killer, take off your veil!"
"Can't do it!"
"Haha, you still want to resist..."
"Ruthless swordsman, one day you will be out of reach!"
The secret agent director waved his hand to the five men in black and said: "This man is not simple, please keep him alive and capture him!"
Two men in black, one on the left and one on the right, jumped over...
"Silicon! Silicon!" Amidst the screams, the two men in black stumbled back and fell to death. At the same time, Heart-killer swayed twice and fell to the ground. It was obvious that he was exhausted after performing the final assassination. The other three men in black exclaimed and immediately jumped out.
The person who kills the heart seems to be helpless and just sits there waiting for death.
At the moment of this crisis, three men in black flew towards three different directions, their screams swaying across the sky.
In front of Xinxinren, there was a purple-clothed masked man. Secret Detective Director Su shouted: "Ghost guest!"
Yu Wenlie's eyes filled with evil light shined through the small hole in the mask, and first shot at the secret agent director. He said word by word: "Ruthless Swordsman, you are dead!" The voice made people shudder. The secret agent director subconsciously took three steps back and said sternly: "Ghost guest, anyone who dares to be an enemy of this city will die!"
Yu Wenlie snorted disdainfully and said: "Death now, you are still talking so boldly!"
As he said that, he looked back at the Tsing Yi-masked Zhu Xinren on the ground behind him and said, "How is your injury?"
"Can't die!"
"How could your Excellency be injured by his hands?"
"No, he was just taking advantage of the danger to pursue him!" "Is there someone else who hurt you?"
"Yes!"
"who?"
"I will settle the score with the other party myself!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but be startled, then turned to the secret agent director and said: "Ruthless swordsman, since you are a member of the dead city, I have no choice but to kill you!" After the voice fell, his footsteps slowly moved forward. The scene was tense to the extreme in an instant. The recent actions of Gui Ke have shocked the martial arts world, and the ruthless swordsman is deeply chilled. The distance shortened from five feet to less than two feet. "Seeking death!" With a loud shout, the ruthless swordsman jumped up and struck out with five palms in a flash of light and stone. These five palms were mysterious and treacherous, and their strength was staggering. "Bang! Bang!" Continuously, all five palms landed firmly on Yu Wenlie.
Yu Wenlie's body suffocated. The ruthless swordsman was staggered back by the invisible force. This kind of skill is indeed close to myth. The souls of the ruthless swordsman were all gone, and he turned sharply... The purple shadow flashed, and Yu Wen Lie stood in front of him like a ghost, and raised his hand to grab in the air.
"Ah!" In the exclamation, the ruthless swordsman's mask fell off, revealing a deathly gray face with the same name, long gray beard, trembling, and his eyes were full of horror. Yu Wen Lie's words were full of terrifying murderous intent, and he said coldly and authentically: "Ruthless Swordsman, I will repeat what you just said, accept your fate!" The Ruthless Swordsman took three steps back, and with a cry of "Shake!", the cold light was dazzling, and the sword was locked. in hand.
Yu Wenlie seemed unaware and moved forward...
"His!" The silver rainbow flashed, and the sword energy tore through the air.
With just such a flash of lightning, the silver rainbow disappeared, and nine sword holes appeared on Yuwen Lie's purple shirt. Each sword hole was exactly at the fatal point. One sword makes nine cuts. This kind of swordsmanship has indeed reached a state of perfection. However, Yuwen Lie was like a stone statue. There was no blood in the sword hole, and his figure did not even sway. The ruthless swordsman was sweating like rain, his sword was hanging down, and he said tremblingly: "Could it be...this is the indestructible power of the Vajra..." Yu Wenlie raised his palm and pushed it out.
"Bang!" With a pitiful groan, the ruthless swordsman stepped back five steps to the west, opened his mouth and shot a stream of bloody arrows.
Yu Wenlie's body bounced, and he arrived in front of the Swordless Swordsman. He raised his palm to press against his chest...
The ruthless swordsman closed his eyes.
Just when the palm of his hand touched the opponent's bra and he was about to spit out the energy, Yu Wenlie quickly retracted his palm and stepped back, saying coldly: "For the sake of your encounter with Tiexin Shura, I will spare you this one life, please!" The ruthless swordsman stared at the purple-clothed masked man, his old face slightly twitching. He didn't understand how the other party knew that he had a close relationship with Tiexin Shura, and he didn't understand why he let him go because of Tiexin Shura. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He moved his lips several times, and finally flew away without saying a word. The heart-killing man stood up at this time. Yuwen Lie turned around, glanced at him, and said sincerely: "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Zhu Xinren said dejectedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything with anyone within a month. The Wanliu Returning Clan Conference is about to be held. It depends entirely on my strength to save my life!" Yu Wenlie said excitedly: "This is what I should do. No need to worry! ”
"On behalf of Zhongyuan Wulin, I would like to express my gratitude to my friends in advance."
"No need. I am also a member of the martial arts community in the Central Plains. Your injury is not serious. Can you help me..."
"You have good intentions, but you are an old thief...".
"How is he?"
"Life or death is uncertain!"
"Where did you two meet the enemy?"
"On the official road five miles away from here."
Yu Wenlie said hurriedly: "Please go and check it out!" As soon as the voice fell, he jumped out ten feet away and disappeared in an instant. The Heart-killing Man murmured to himself: "Where did he come from to have such incredible skills? It seems that the safety of the Central Plains martial arts world depends entirely on this person. Alas!... One misstep can lead to a thousand hatreds. Heart-killing man, you should have died long ago!" After saying that, he staggered towards the deep forest and dense trees. Let's say that after Yu Wenlie came out of the forest, he galloped along the official road. He was five miles away and arrived in a blink of an eye. Except for the scattered pedestrians, there was nothing unusual on the official road. The people who killed the heart only said that they were on the official road five miles away, without specifying the exact location. Is Master Kongkong alive or dead? What kind of person was he who intercepted and killed them? Take things seriously. The ones who intercepted and killed them were undoubtedly the masters sent by Dead City. The two of them conspired to deal with the Wanliu Returning Clan Conference held by Dead City. They might have been intercepted due to unsecured matters. Not long ago, Wuhuling Chaoyangguan was surrounded, which was enough to show that the dead city was determined to win for them. But with Patriarch Kongkong’s astonishing lightness skills, he should be able to escape unscathed. As he thought, he saw messy footprints and peeling blood stains in front of him. There was no doubt that this was the scene of a fight. Yu Wenlie stopped and looked carefully, and found a trace that seemed to be a human crawling, extending into the forest beside the road. His heart immediately moved and he followed the trace. Five feet away is the sparse maple forest. As soon as he entered the forest, he suddenly saw a figure lying on the ground. When I took a closer look, I couldn't help but exclaimed. This figure was none other than Patriarch Kongkong, who had been dead for a long time. The deceased was lying face down on the ground, with a pool of blood around his mouth that had solidified. Judging from the drag marks extending around his feet, the deceased crawled into the forest after being seriously injured. A surge of boundless hatred rushed towards the door, murderous intent flowing in the blood.
A righteous man in martial arts fell. In this evil countercurrent, Patriarch Kongkong was not the only one to fall. Sadly, most people lost their spirit of martial arts. Suddenly, several thick and slanted words in Patriarch Kongkong's hand caught Yu Wenlie's eyes.
The three complete words were: "Yang Liqing!"
Yu Wenlie trembled as if he was electrocuted. It was Yang Liqing again. Patriarch Kongkong apparently died at the hands of Yang Liqing.
What kind of woman is Yang Liqing? As far as Yu Wenlie knew, she tortured Zhuihun Juan Gu Yong, buried the city manager Qi Song alive, seriously injured Leng Luosha to death, and now, she destroyed Kongkong Patriarch. She appears like a ghost.
Yu Wenlie faces a troubling mystery.
Apparently, the Heart-killer also injured Yang Liqing's hand first, and then was forced to kill by the ruthless swordsman, the secret agent director of the Dead City. Did the ruthless swordsman take advantage of someone's danger? Or is Yang Liqing also a member of the Dead City? If not, then why did she kill Zhu Xinren and Kongkong Patriarch? He moved his eyes to the handwriting again. Under the words Yang Liqing, there was a horizontal line. Patriarch Kongkong's finger stopped at the end of the horizontal line. What's below? Patriarch Kongkong seemed to want to continue writing, but he was unable to do so, and the fire of life was extinguished. If there were two or three more words, we might be able to guess the answer to the mystery, but unfortunately, he only wrote one line. There are so many characters that can be written in one horizontal stroke that it is impossible to deduce. Yang Liqing was the lover of Tie Xin Shura more than thirty years ago. Tie Xin Shura ordered Yu Wen Lie to find her body and bones in life and death, and to find her no matter what. The implication was of course that he hoped that Yu Wen Lie would compensate for his losses on his behalf. Yu Wenlie didn't know what she was. But Yang Liqing's actions reached a point where Yu Wenlie had to kill her, which made Yu Wenlie confused and painful. He stood beside the body of Patriarch Kongkong for nearly half an hour before he started to bury him. He used his palm to dice a piece of bluestone as a tombstone, and pointed to the big book: The tomb of Patriarch Kongkong, the ancestor of martial arts, is the end of Xue Yuwen Liejing. After finishing everything, he observed a moment of silence in front of the grave and prayed: "Old senior, Yu Wenlie must try his best to complete your unfinished ambition, eliminate demons and defend the way, and swear to destroy the city of death!" Suddenly, a slight sound made him startled. Ran was shocked and shouted coldly: "Who?"
"It's me!" Following this response, a slender black shadow came quickly.
She was clearly Yuwen Lie's savior, the masked woman in black.
Yu Wenlie blurted out: "Girl, it's you!"
The masked woman in black smiled sweetly and said: "Aren't these words unnecessary? I, of course, am me, could I become you!" Yu Wenlie was not in the mood to accept these easy words, and Jiu Ji had a feeling in his heart. The mystery needs to be confirmed urgently, so he immediately said in a deep voice: "Girl, I am very confused about you!" "Why?"
"You actually helped an enemy and betrayed your mother-in-law!"
The masked woman in black was shocked and said in a shrill voice, "What did you say?"
Yu Wenlie said calmly: "I know the girl's identity!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"Dry gold from the Lord of the Dead City!"
The masked woman in black stayed for a moment and said, "I admit it, you won't be my enemy, right?"
"Of course, as a real man, I will always distinguish between grudges and grudges, and I will never forget the kindness this girl has shown me!"
"Don't take it to heart!"
"Excuse me, what is the relationship between Bai Xiaoling and the girl?"
"These... people are two, but their lives are one!"
"how do I say this?"
"Life and death friendship."
"Oh! Is Bai Xiaoling also a member of the Dead City?"
"I'm sorry, no comment!"
"But I will find out sooner or later." "That's another matter!" "Isn't it an accident that this girl is here?"
"You're right, I'm looking for you!"
"Looking for me down there?"
"Yes!"
Yu Wenlie's heart was shaken subconsciously, and he asked, "Any advice?"
The masked woman in black said quietly: "I don't dare to give you advice. Your appearance has been ruined. I am always thinking about it. In order to atone for my mother's mistakes, I am here to tell you something!" "Please tell me!"
"I heard that there is a person whose medical skills are incredible and can make you recover!"
Yu Wenlie's happiness was truly a big deal. If he could restore his appearance to its original appearance and remove the ugly mark, he would pay any price. He said excitedly: "Is there really such a person?" "I won't lie to you!"
"who is he?"
"Devil Angel?"
"good!"
"This name is so weird!"
"I feel the same way. It is said that this man has a dual personality. On the good side, he is a living dead with flesh and white bones, like an angel; on the bad side, he is a master of poison. No one in the world can detoxify the poison he inflicts. He is like a devil!" "Oh! This...
Where are the devil angels? "
"I heard it's in the Ziwu Gorge not far from here!"
"Girl, you just heard about it?"
"Yes, I have never met him, and I have never been to Wuxia Gorge, but the news is true!"
"How to conclude?"
"To tell you frankly, it was discovered by our city's secret agents!"
"Where is Ziwu Gorge?"
"Going east from here, crossing three valleys and nine ridges, you will find the Ziwu Valley. The valley is blocked by fog all year round. Only at 2 o'clock every day can you distinguish the valley path." "The girl came to me specifically for this matter!"
"Yes!"
“Feeling so welcome!”
"No need, I said that my appearance was ruined by the city of death, so I tried to atone for it!"
"Girl, you are not afraid of your father-in-law if you do this..." The masked woman in black sighed quietly, "Maybe I am right, maybe I am completely wrong!"
Yu Wenlie was confused by this sentence, but it could mean that the other party must have a deep heart for acting so unreasonably. As for why, it was not easy to guess. Could it be that she wanted to show as much favor as possible to offset her hatred of the dead city? But, it’s impossible! She was imprisoned and awaiting execution. If she hadn't rescued him, a hundred of them would have died. Why should she bother to do so? But what was her purpose? Her explanation was just an evasion, and only she knew her true intention. It was her oath to destroy the dead city, and her mother was the leader of the dead city, her life-and-death enemy. She could not accept her favor and be her mother's enemy at the same time. In his mind, he resolutely said: "Girl, I have good intentions, I am not going to restore my appearance." "Why?" "No why, everyone has his own ambitions!"
"Everyone has his own ambitions. I know your intentions!"
"What's your intention?"
"You're afraid of being entangled in grudges and being in a dilemma in the future, aren't you?"
This sentence touched Yu Wenlie's thoughts, causing his face to heat up, and then he said calmly: "Yes, the girl is right!" "I have no intention of repaying kindness, and I have no purpose, just... just... "Just what?"
"I can't bear to see Bai Xiaoling haggard and die, I have to do this!"
Yu Wen Lie's strings trembled, and Bai Xiaoling's beautiful figure and the infatuation as deep as the sea suddenly came to his mind. He trembled at this reality. What will happen in the future? Tsing Yi's dazzling warning rang in his ears again: "...
You two can't fall in love, otherwise it will be a tragedy..." He shuddered involuntarily. The words that hurt someone's heart are by no means aimless. Although he did not tell the reason, it is very likely. Huijian Cut off the thread of love, rein in the horse on the hanging rock, and end this relationship. However, people are not supreme. The most difficult thing to give up in the world is the word "love". From great wisdom to great foolishness, no one can be an exception. The master is known as the iron-hearted Shura. , but his heart is still made of flesh, otherwise there would be no such thing as Yang Liqing. How can he deal with others? Suddenly, he feels helpless and doesn't know where to go! There was an awkward silence.
Yuwen Lie suddenly made up his mind and said, "Girl, do you know where you stand?"
The masked woman in black said solemnly: "What's your position?" "
"Swear against the dead city!"
"this……"
"No force can change this position!"
The masked woman in black said with a trembling voice: "No one wants you to change your stance..."
"Young lady once saved me from the clutches of death. Do you regret it?"
"No!" The meaning was so firm, but the voice was unavoidably trembling.
"I have a grudge against you. I treat the girl..."
"No, it's Bai Xiaoling. Everything is her intention."
"Oh, why did she do that?"
"Because she loves you and there is nothing but people in her life!"
"Including her mother?"
The masked woman in black subconsciously took a big step back, with a look of resentment in her eyes, and said in a shrill voice: "She once asked me to ask you not to hurt her mother under any circumstances." Yu Wenlie gritted his teeth and said : "Yes, I said I have a way of dealing with myself!"
"You mean not to agree to this request?"
"Girl, as a martial artist, there are things you do and things you don't do. For example, in situations of gratitude and resentment, love and hatred, betrayal of trust and righteousness, what do you take? What do you give up?" A masked woman in black clothes After a moment of silence, he said sadly: "How can you choose between love and family affection?" "This..."
"Mr. Yuwen, why don't you try to find the best of both worlds?"
"It's hard!"
"It's difficult, but not impossible. It depends on human effort."
Yu Wenlie sighed softly and said, "Yes, the girl is right, but what if there is nothing to lose?"
"This...let it be fate!"
"Destiny? Yes!"
"Mr. Yuwen, I hope you can remember this sentence."
"I, remember!"
"That's good, I'm relieved!"
"Don't worry, girl..."
"No, I mean Bai Xiaoling, she loves you as much as she loves her mother!"
Yu Wenlie's heart was shocked again, and he said painfully: "Girl, please send a message to Lingmei, I will always remember her, that's all I can do!" The delicate body of the masked woman in black trembled slightly, and said: "This Love should only be remembered, Mr. Yuwen, in the years to come, she will..." "Girl, I am a married person!"
"But you don't love your wife, you have no happiness."
"Life is unpredictable!"
"You love your wife!"
"I think that's what it should be."
"Don't you feel pain in a marriage without love?"
"Time changes everything!"
"Okay, let's stop talking here. I hope time can really change everything. Now you can go to Ziwu Gorge!"
Restoring one's appearance was a big deal for Yu Wenlie, and it was also very tempting. He calculated that there were still six days left for the Wanliu Returning Clan Conference, and he could arrive in the Western Heaven in just two days. Doctors are very calm.
So, he made up his mind and immediately said: "Okay, I will remember this virtue of guidance." "Remember it in Bai Xiaoling's name, I won't take the credit!"
"Bye now!"
"Goodbye, I hope to see your complete appearance next time!"
Yu Wenlie turned around to face Patriarch Kongkong's tomb and expressed his inner condolences. He originally wanted to ask about Yang Liqing's whereabouts and about the situation of the Wanliu Returning Clan Conference, but when he thought that the other party was the daughter of the Lord of the Dead City, how could he Being forced to do something difficult, in his mind, he swallowed back the words he was about to say, turned around and ran towards the east... "Mr. Yuwen!"
Yu Wenlie stopped running when he heard the sound and looked back: "Girl, do you have anything else to say?"
The masked woman in black jumped up and chased after me, saying: "Devils and angels, both good and evil, behave strangely. I hope I can handle it well!" "Thank you for your advice, Miss!"
"Bring Bai Xiaoling's blessing here..."
"Thank you all!"
"please!"
"goodbye!"
Yu Wenlie spread out his figure and ran towards the eastern mountains.
According to what the masked woman in black said, beyond the three valleys and nine ridges, there is the Ziwu Valley. The fog in the valley clears up at two o'clock every day at midnight. It is already past noon, and it seems that the only time to enter the valley is at midnight. In the blink of an eye, I climbed to the first mountain ridge and looked as far as the eye could see. I saw that the three ridges were connected, and the connection was shaped like a saddle. Beyond the three peaks, there was a sudden break. I guess it was the first valley. He felt extremely excited in his heart. After all, restoring his appearance was a wish he always looked forward to. He thought that in order to restore his appearance, he could only hope for a miracle. However, at this moment, he was gradually getting closer to this miracle. After crossing mountains and valleys, half an hour later, he climbed to the seventh peak of Ding.
Suddenly, a strange phenomenon made him stunned.
Across the way, on the top of the eighth mountain peak, a silver light appeared, which seemed to be a person wearing shining silver clothes. Is it really a person? Due to the intense reflection of sunlight, it is impossible to determine with certainty.
After thinking for a few times, he flew down to the seventh peak together, and climbed to the eighth peak from the right side of the mountain pass, in order to avoid disturbing the silver monster. Although he was highly skilled and bold, he still felt uneasy about this unprecedented vision.
There are steep rocks on the side of the peak, which are difficult for monkeys to climb. Fortunately, Yu Wenlie's skill has reached the realm of understanding the mysteries. He is as light as a swallow. He only needs a little help to lift the pen head. It didn't take long to reach the top of the mountain, approaching like a ghost without making any sound. Side backlight has hindered vision. After bypassing a dangerous rock, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Ah!" He exclaimed in his heart. In front of him, there was indeed a strange man wearing a silver gown. His white hair was the same color as the silver gown. The strange man in silver faces the west, standing silently like a statue.
"The Man in Silver!" This nickname suddenly appeared in Yu Wenlie's mind, and he couldn't help but his heart was beating wildly and his blood was racing. Could it be that the other party was the "man in silver" who poisoned his uncle Yuying Shura as mentioned by his aunt and the eldest princess? Yu Wenlie felt unprecedented tension in his heart. He grew taller, appeared, and moved... The "man in silver" still didn't respond. In the blink of an eye, he was forced to within three feet of the "man in silver".
