The snake group attacked Wuyan Pavilion. Uncle Ya was confused by the earthquake. His face became increasingly ugly. His mouth became more and more urgent. The golden light shield protecting Wuyan Pavilion was getting smaller and smaller. The huge sound waves were like a huge rock and continued to knock on Uncle Ya's heart. Uncle Ya had a stick of incense, his face was as good as gold paper. Finally, with a whistle, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Uncle Ya, no, Du Wanru's senior brother Yan Changqing knew that he had been injured and his meridians were damaged, and he was at the end of his strength. He closed his eyes and quickly recalled his bumpy life. He remembered his youth, and the spring was bright, and Wanru practiced on Wuliang Mountain full of flowers. Wanru's black crystal eyes were staring at her, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, the snake group was approaching, and the golden circle was getting smaller and smaller. The snakes were spitting bright red letters and stood up to attack. Just by the Demon King's order, they would shoot straight into Wuwang Pavilion like thousands of arrows.

At this time, the wind blew, and the fishy smell of snakes came into Wuyang Pavilion with the wind. The middle man was about to vomit. Yan Changqing knew that he was powerless to turn the sky, so he said to himself: "Forget it." Wan Xiao pointed out several of his acupoints, walked to the entrance of the secret room and sat down, took out the Mantian Huagai and a short sword, and pointed it at the mouth of the heart, and cut out his heart. The heart was beating freely. Yan Changqing turned the Mantian Huagai back, wrapped the lively heart, turned the Dark Sword, crawled out his eyes, and groped on the Mantian Huagai.

The tragic magic that Yan Changqing used was called "Shut the Sky and the Sun". It was originally a Western Regional evil technique. By chance, he learned from the bird's singing. He thought that this magic was so sad that no one in the world could do it, but who knew that he would use it for a day.

Yan Changqing's eyes were drawn out, and Queshan suddenly became dim and the water from Tianmu Lake poured out and fell from the sky with lightning speed. At the same time, the water from Quehu Lake quickly surged up, and the two waters were connected, and the direction was indistinguishable.

In the severe pain, Yan Changqing's mind was already blurred and he said, "Youth will not be left for the young man, Wanru, forgetting her senior brother." He died of anger.

It was dark outside Wuwu Pavilion, and the water level of Que Lake rose rapidly. Tianmu Lake tilted down, and countless fox monsters and poisonous snakes were washed away by the water, and Que Mountain was wailing.

On the water surface, a group of snakes twisted together and turned into a raft, holding a man in black steadily. He stood above the group of snakes and flowed along the group of snakes, but because he could not see his five fingers between heaven and earth, he could not find the direction, nor could he see the location of Wuwu Pavilion.

"It's really amazing to cut through the sky and cover the sun." The man in black waved his hand, and the group of snakes, which were originally like water, quickly dispersed and tangled together to form a throne. The man in black sat on it.

The group of snakes carried him up higher and higher, and went straight into the lake water of Tianmu Lake. As soon as they entered the water, the man in black turned into a big black snake.

It swam upwards quickly, and the snake chairs made of small snakes were swept away by huge waves. The giant snake kept swimming upwards, but it could not swim out of the water. It roared and dived down again.

The water of Tianmu Lake and Queshan Mountain are endless. The black snake saw that it was still dark between heaven and earth, and opened its mouth and spit out a snake bead.

The snake bead was as big as a fist, and the light was several feet high. As soon as it came out of its huge mouth, the surroundings suddenly became lit up.

With the light, the black snake vaguely saw Wuyang Pavilion on its left. It was overjoyed. It didn't care that all the snakes and grandchildren around it had been drowned. It roared and swam towards Wuyang Pavilion. However, it did not notice that a small sheepskin roll had quietly floated to the edge of the snake bead and gently pressed against the snake bead.

The black snake was staring at Wuyan Pavilion, and suddenly felt that the snake bead was not as bright as it was just now. I heard a sweet and silly laugh: "Mr., I love your snake bead very much. Since you are so generous and proactive, I will accept it."

Before the black snake could react, it saw a sheepskin suddenly swelling, swallowing the snake beads that he had practiced for thousands of years. The darkness returned to the world.

The woman said sweetly again: "Yan Changqing turned the Mantian Huagao backwards, and sheds her heart and eyes all over her body. Using this technique of shaking the sky and blocking the sun, the King of Hell must also accept his ruthlessness and give him face. Now, Wuwu Pavilion has been covered forever and there is no way to find it anymore. If they don't come out, we can't get the fruit of immortality and Yuntong. However, after taking your snake bead, I can also explain it to the Holy Lord Qingqiu. For Xie Langjun, the little woman will reunite with you in the next life and do that ecstasy good thing."

The black snake had no time to roar and was killed by a palm.

The secret room of Wuyan Pavilion was originally underground and had existed for tens of thousands of years, extremely deep and quiet. Except for Bai Muyang, everyone was completely unaware that such a tragic situation had happened outside.

Ahui snuggled in her sister's arms and asked quietly: "I just heard a woman talking to Lao Bai. Did someone come in like a mute uncle?"

Before Ayan could answer, Bai Muyang came over: "Ayan, is your mother with her hairpin? "

Ayan nodded: "Dad, why are you asking about this?"

"Take it for me."

Ayan took out a gold hairpin from her arms and handed it to her father.

Bai Muyang took it, turned around and left.

Ahui asked strangely: "Why did Lao Bai suddenly become introverted?"

Ayan didn't know how to answer: "He was a little bit quiet today."

"Uncle Mute talks, Lao Bai becomes mute. Is there any way to exchange tongues?"

"How could there be such a way? It sounds so disgusting."

"It's okay to change your face and heart, change your tongue," Ah Hui insisted on it, but it was wrong to think about it: "Cut half of your tongue to the dumb uncle,

Sure, sure, it will work."

"You're even more disgusting."

When Ayan heard her sister talk about changing faces, she subconsciously glanced at Tianbao.

Tianbao's face was burned so hard that he could not see what he was originally. He would have to return to his original state in the future. He wanted his father to take care of him carefully for a long time.

In the stone chamber, Wanru was still sleeping. Bai Muyang turned his back to his wife and opened the brocade box given by Uncle Ya. He saw a white silk inside the brocade box. A golden hairpin was wrapped in the white silk. Unfolded the white silk, there was a hand-written lyrics on the silk, which was Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi":

The willows in the west city are soft in spring, and they move away from worries, and tears cannot be stopped. I still remember that I have been returning to the boat for my love. The green and red bridges are not seen, and the water flows in the sky. The youth is not left for the youth. The hatred is long, when will it stop? When will the flying catkins fall and flowers go up the tower. When will the spring river be like tears, and it cannot be seen, and there are many sorrows.

The handwriting is very beautiful, but whose handwriting is not his wife?

If you look closely at the two golden hairpins, they are exactly the same and there is no difference.

Bai Muyang remembered some past events and guessed that Uncle Ya must be Yan Changqing, a senior brother who is as gentle as a childhood sweetheart.

When I went to propose marriage, Wanru once said that she had an engagement with her senior brother and would never marry her.

Later, half a year later, Wanru's father, the head of Tianjian Sect, suddenly sent someone to propose marriage, saying that something had changed in the sect. Wanru's mother and senior brother passed away unexpectedly, and Wanru had agreed to marry into the Bai family.

After so many years, Wanru never mentioned her senior brother, but she often held the golden hairpin in a daze. After Ahui was born, she focused all her thoughts on her two children and Quezhuang. She gradually lost her look at the hairpin. Later, Ayan asked for it and gave it to her. Now Uncle Mushi took out the hairpin, Bai Muyang understood that this hairpin must be the love thing of the past. Looking back on the years, her family of four had been in danger many times, and there were also secretly helping her. She had been unable to figure out who her benefactor was. Now that I think about it, it might have been the ones who did it by Uncle Mushi.

Wanru once said that his senior brother, a cousin, was well-read poetry and books, and was the most outstanding young man in the Tianjian Sect in nearly three hundred years. He could only die young and his corpse was gone.

Bai Muyang recalled Uncle Ya's appearance, which was really ugly and vulgar. Although he didn't know what happened to the Tianjian Gate back then, this person must have been by her side for a long time to protect Wanru, and he was disfigured from his face. He definitely couldn't do this affection. Thinking of this, his heart was full of complexities and he was already crazy.

"Where did you get this hairpin, this hairpin, you?"

Bai Muyang didn't have to look back and knew that his wife had woken up, and she had already seen the white silk and golden hairpins in her hand.

He took a deep breath, turned around, saw his wife's pale face and tears filled with eyes, sighed and said, "Wanru, I have something to tell you.
Chapter completed!