The night was as dark as ink, and dark clouds blocked the soft light of the bright moon, making tonight seem a little different.
In the past few days, the entire Xiaoyao Mountain has been in a turbulent situation, with the possibility of rain and mountain rain coming. The disciples in the sect are no longer concentrating on practicing swordsmanship. Everyone is talking about the news that broke out four days ago.
That news.
At this moment, on the hillside of Xiaoyao Mountain, there are two figures looming in the forest. Through the dim starlight, it can be seen that one of them is extremely burly, about 1.8 meters tall, with flesh all over his face, and his face looks a bit ferocious.
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In comparison, the other person looked a little short, with his back slightly bowed and a solemn and cautious look on his face, as if he was quite worried about the current situation.
"Brother, tell me, is it true that Senior Brother Li was injured in the hands of that good-for-nothing?"
This man's voice was hoarse. It was Li Ding who had led Ba Mang to escape Mo Wentian's killing. And the big man next to him was naturally Ba Mang, who almost died at the hands of Mo Wentian.
"Are you bothered? How many times have I asked? Didn't my cousin say that with the little strength of that good-for-nothing, how could he possibly hurt Senior Brother Li!"
When Ba Mang shouted, Li Ding buried his head lower, for fear of offending Ba Mang. He took a few more steps, but Li Ding still couldn't get rid of the fear in his heart and couldn't help but say something more.
"But...but at that time...he killed Wu Huai with one blow..."
"enough!"
Before Li Ding could finish speaking, Ba Mang turned around suddenly, almost knocking Li Ding into his arms. Staring with a pair of big copper eyes, Ba Mang reached out and slapped Li Ding on the top of his head in angrily manner.
"I'm telling you again, this matter will rot in my stomach. If you mention one more word, I will smash all your teeth!"
Hearing what Ba Mang said, Li Ding immediately stopped talking, but the bitter look on his face undoubtedly showed that the worry in his heart had not alleviated at all, but had become more serious.
In this way, the two of them walked back and forth in the forest very skillfully, and the atmosphere of silence became thicker and thicker on the two of them. After a while, the two of them came to a bush in the middle of the mountain, which was overgrown with weeds.
, the road began to become difficult to walk, Ba Mang cautiously explored his steps, his tall stature looked a bit funny at this moment.
Just as Ba Mang groped forward for about a hundred meters, a sudden burst of fire suddenly made his heart tense.
"who!"
Looking through the light, I saw a somewhat thin figure standing on a branch, holding a burning torch in his left hand and a black scabbard in his right hand, looking at the two men with a smile.
A visitor.
"Long time no see, you two!"
When Ba Mang saw the young man's appearance clearly, he almost fell to the ground. He pointed at the figure on the tree and his throat began to tremble violently.
"Wait...waste...mo...mo..."
At this time, Li Ding came out from behind Ba Mang. His heart suddenly jumped when he saw Ba Mang's expression. When he saw the seemingly harmless face under the firelight, Li Ding shook his legs and almost peed.
come out.
They were really afraid that something would come to them. The two of them were talking about Mo Wentian just a moment ago, but this second, Mo Wentian really appeared in front of them!
"Whoa!"
Mo Wentian floated down and walked directly in front of Ba Mang. He looked at the two people with a smile in his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"If I had known this day, I should have cut you two scum in half with one knife. I never imagined that you would have such a special stronghold!"
Hearing these words, Ba Mang's expression suddenly changed, and his whole body tensed up immediately. In the next moment, Ba Mang put all his fear of Mo Wentian behind, and rushed towards Mo Wentian like a cheetah.
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"Ridiculous!"
Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and with a slight stroke of the sword in his hand, the back of the broken sword hit Ba Mang's side hard. With a bang, Ba Mang flew out to the left, until he was about to
A short tree was smashed, and then he stopped, opened his mouth and vomited bright red all over the ground, looking at Mo Wentian with horror on his face.
"I didn't expect that after so long, your skills still haven't improved much!"
Mo Wentian shook his head and no longer looked at Ba Mang, who had lost his fighting power. Instead, he smiled at Li Ding, whose face was pale.
"Senior Brother Mo! I have confessed my sin! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
Li Ding's whole body trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop, and kept kowtowing to the ground. His face was covered with snot and tears, and a foul smell came from his crotch, which made Mo Wentian feel disgusted.
He frowned.
"Then, I will give you a chance..."
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At the same time, on the back hill of the Xiaoyao Sect, on the road leading to the Waste Blade Mountain, from time to time you can see several discreet shadows rushing towards the same place. Many of them are wearing veils to block the way.
They noticed each other's appearance and didn't say anything when they saw each other. They just kept their heads on their way.
Until a stick of incense passed, at an unknown place in the back mountain, twenty or thirty people had arrived one after another. Until this time, some people who were familiar with each other saw through each other's crude disguise at a glance.
, began to talk softly.
"Senior Brother Yuan, have you received it too?"
"Um."
"Xiaohu, are you here too?"
"I want to see……"
Just at dinner tonight, these people in the forest all received a note. If you compare it carefully, it seems that it is different from the handwriting written on the previous major incident that shocked the Xiaoyao sect. This note
The note was also concise and concise.
There is only one time, one place, and one signature.
If the people who received the note were a little confused after seeing the first few lines of words, when they saw the signature, everyone understood that there were only three words in the signature.
Brother Mo.
In various sects, the word "senior brother" is generally just an honorific title, which belongs to junior disciples and respects their seniors. However, if a person calls himself senior brother, there is only one reason, that is, this person's status is indeed transcendent from others.
Above people, for example, direct disciple.
Everyone in the Xiaoyao sect knew that Mo Wentian would never call himself senior brother, because Mo Wentian's qualifications were mediocre, and no one would call him senior brother out of his heart, so the signature on this note immediately made Xiaoyao
The old people in the faction were greatly shocked.
Now that time has passed, some disciples are arriving one after another, but as time goes by, the number of people gathered here is much less than the number of people who received the note.
"Just us?"
"No, Xiaohei and the others also received it, but they are worried that it is Bashan's trap."
As soon as this person said this, several disciples nearby began to feel uneasy. They had thought about this problem before, but a few senior senior brothers calmed them down.
"Then Senior Brother Yuan, is this really..."
"Probably not. I have seen his handwriting before, and it is exactly the same as in this note."
After saying this, everyone put their hearts back in their stomachs again. However, a full quarter of an hour had passed since the agreed time, and many disciples began to become a little impatient.
"What's going on! Why aren't you here yet!"
Everyone's eyes were on that Senior Brother Yuan, who seemed to be quite prestigious among everyone, but at this moment Senior Brother Yuan's face was expressionless.
"Once it's here, make sure it's there. Whether it's a trap or not, we'll find out later."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden exclamation came, and a black shadow was seen, moving from far to near, like a ghost at night, or like a ghost floating in the air. In the blink of an eye, it came in front of everyone.
"coming!"
At this time, Senior Brother Yuan's eyes were also shining brightly, and his right hand had already tightly grasped the long knife at his waist. If something went wrong, he would take action as soon as possible.
The next moment, a gust of breeze blew in his face. When Senior Brother Yuan came to his senses, a black figure had appeared in front of him. The distance between the two was only two feet, and a familiar smiling face reflected on Senior Brother Yuan's face.
In eyes.
"Yuan Wei, I didn't expect that you are here too!"
This familiar voice made all the disciples' hearts drop. Except for one person, that was Yuan Wei, who was standing in front of Mo Wentian at this moment. A few drops of cold sweat ran across his forehead, and Yuan Wei could only feel his back.
He was already soaked because at that moment, he suddenly felt a strong killing intent, piercing his heart!
"Why, you don't recognize me?"
Mo Wentian's smile did not diminish, and Yuan Wei moved his throat. For the first time, he felt that this person who they had privately called "trash" could actually give him such a huge sense of oppression. He even had a fight with his senior brother.
Li Yuanji is on par!
"Mo, senior brother Mo!"
In just a few breaths, Yuan Wei's mind had gone through thousands of times, but his right hand holding the knife began to tremble rapidly. At this moment, he didn't even have the courage to draw the knife! After taking several deep breaths, Yuan Wei finally finally
He slowly lowered his head and called out "Senior Brother".
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Wei immediately felt his body loosen up, and the huge pressure receded quickly like water. But at this time, Yuan Wei felt as if he had come back from the gate of hell, and his steps were messy as he walked towards
He took two steps back and looked at Mo Wentian in horror.
"I'm very happy that you can come, because you made a right choice!"
After Yuan Wei retreated, Mo Wentian scanned the whole place for a week. The clear voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears. This was Mo Wentian's deliberate effort to force it into his throat. Sure enough, after this sentence,
Many people looked at the black figure in the field with some surprise. For a moment, the whole place was silent.
Is the person in front of me still the Mo Wentian I know? Is he still the Mo Wentian who is called a waste and looked down upon by others?
This incredible idea came to everyone's mind, because the black shadow now could not overlap with the shadow in their hearts before, just like two completely different people.
"I know you still have a lot of doubts in your hearts, and some can't believe it, but it doesn't matter. After tonight, you will know that the me now is the real me!"
After saying this, an aura of decisive killing suddenly burst out from Mo Wentian's body. Mo Wentian held a black knife, contrasting with the night color, as if a demon god came to the world, with five shrill streaks on the back of his right hand. The bloodstains, carrying a ghostly aura, rushed toward everyone.
Seeing this, everyone in the scene changed their colors one after another. I don't know how long it took, but a few sporadic voices gradually sounded, gradually getting louder and louder, and finally connected into one. Everyone bowed with their swords in hand, and stabbed with a uniform voice. Broken the night sky.
"Senior Brother Mo!"
ps: Thank you to our dear helmsman [D-key gorgeous] for another reward! Bi Kong’s brain is really funny today. The previous chapter was actually written as "Fifty-nine" chapter. Fortunately, it has been changed now. Thank you everyone for your support. !