"Report to the Headmaster, there is something important to report to the Foreign Affairs Hall!"
Zhou Mingyun, the headmaster of the Wuwei Sword Sect, is a middle-aged handsome man with two long beards. He looks like an immortal. He said tepidly: "Let him come in."
A deacon disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall quickly walked into the main hall and presented a jade slip: "Zhang Zong, this is the Flying Sword Book of the Southern Zhao Guoxin Sect Sect. The information inside is of great importance. The disciple specially engraved it on the jade slip.
Please ask the master to take a look."
"Oh? Heart Sword Sect? Is it the Side Branch Sword Sect five years ago? Humph, you haven't accomplished such an important thing, and you still have the nerve to come here?"
Zhou Mingyun snorted in displeasure, stretched out his hand to grab the jade slip, and took it into the palm of his hand. A ray of spiritual consciousness explored it. After a moment, he opened his eyes and stood up from his seat.
"The remnants of Zhujian Villa? Hehe, good, very good, the clues that I thought were broken can be resumed! You did a good job, go to Si Yidian to receive a thousand spiritual stones as a reward, go down."
"Thank you, Zhang Zong!" The disciple was overjoyed. He didn't expect to gain so much from conveying the message.
After the disciple retreated, Zhou Mingyun called out: "Here comes someone."
"Go and invite the great elder."
The Great Elder of the Inner Sect of the Wuwei Sword Sect is an old man with a white hair and a boyish face. His cultivation is as good as the Sword Gang Perfection. However, within the major Sword Sects, the Great Elder of the Inner Sect is of the same generation as the Head Sect, and his status is not as supreme as that of those Sword Sects.
, the rank is half a step above the ground, so he first saluted Zhou Mingyun: "Junior Brother Zhang, what do you want to do with me?"
"Elder brother, there is news again from the Heart Sword Sect of the Zhao Kingdom, saying that the young master of the Zhujian Villa is not dead and is now in the territory of the Zhao Kingdom. The Heart Sword Sect has gathered all its forces to capture this person. This sect is not at ease, so please
You take someone to go there in person immediately and make sure to find out the information about the Four Spirit Maps. As long as you achieve your goal, we allow you to use all means!"
The old man was slightly startled: "Forged Sword Villa? The secular force that possessed what the Sect was suspected to be looking for five years ago? Is there anyone alive? Well, I will leave immediately."
Zhou Mingyun nodded: "You have to go back as soon as possible. It is said that the Shangzong was very concerned about what happened back then and sent envoys to Ziyun Star Pavilion to investigate. As for what happened in the past few years, it should take time to calculate it."
arrive."
That day, three sword lights flew away from the gate of Wuwei Sword Sect and headed towards Ziyun Zhongzhou...
The autumn wind was bleak, and a young man was sitting in front of a huge solitary grave, holding a wine bottle in his hand, drinking sip after sip, and staring blankly at a stone tablet in front of him.
A girl carrying a bamboo box slowly walked not far behind the young man, glanced at the young man's back with blurred eyes, walked gently to the tombstone, knelt down on the ground, and meticulously placed the sacrifices in the bamboo box.
Place it under the tombstone, and finally bow to the tombstone a few times.
After doing all this, the girl stood up and looked at the young man quietly.
The young man drank the wine one sip after another, as if he was not aware of the girl's arrival.
I don’t know how long it took, but the young man finally spoke with a hoarse voice: “If you leave, our fate is over. Mo Wen is no longer the Mo Wen he was before, the Mo family is no longer the Mo family we were before, and Mu Qingqing is no longer the same person.
It's the Mu Qingqing from before, you don't have to guard anything, you don't owe the Mo family anything."
Mu Qingqing raised her head, with a trace of misery in her eyes: "Are you blaming me?"
Mo Wen shook his head and threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand: "I have never resented you, Qingqing, you once said that there are some things that cannot be turned back. We have gone further and further on two roads that can no longer intersect.
.”
Mu Qingqing was shocked, and seemed to understand something. She said quietly: "It seems that you have found your true love. I wonder which girl is so lucky."
Mu Qingqing suddenly realized that her heart was not as miserable and sad as she had imagined, but instead felt a sense of relief. The sixteen-year fate between her and Mo Wen was completely resolved at this moment.
"She is a very beautiful girl, a little willful, and has a bad temper, but I like her very much." A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, and there was a touch of warmth in his blurred eyes.
"Really?" There was a trace of bitterness on Mu Qingqing's face. She looked at Mo Wen: "If, I mean if, I had not left Zhujian Villa back then, would we have been happy?"
Mo Wen glanced at her: "In that case, Mo Wen will not be the Mo Wen he is now, and you will not be you anymore."
"Yes." Mu Qingqing's face showed a hint of relief, as if a knot in his heart had been untied, and he looked at Mo Wen seriously: "I wish you happiness."
Mu Qingqing left very easily. Just as Mo Wen said, their fate was over and they should let go of each other and pursue their own dreams...
Mo Wen stayed at Zhujian Villa for a month. Within a month, thousands more heads appeared in front of the solitary grave in Zhujian Villa. Some of these heads were disciples of the two major sword sects, and some were relatives and friends with some connections.
, were implicated and killed, many of them may be innocent, but none of this is important anymore. Mo Wen felt tired of this world, so he decided to leave.
Before leaving, Mo Wen built a mausoleum on his own at the ruins of Zhujian Villa, and used second-level spiritual materials to set up numerous forbidden formations. Unless the Jian Yuan Realm Spirit Sword Master came in person, no one could disturb his parents' sleep. This,
Maybe it's the last thing he can do for his parents.
After doing this, Mo Wen appeared in front of an eighth-level sword master wearing heavy armor at the foot of the mountain. This secular general obviously did not expect this mysterious master who had been seeking to see him for more than half a month but could not see him.
He would suddenly find himself, almost choke on a bite of roast meat before he could swallow it, and fall to his knees in a hurry.
"Generals from all countries, please see the Immortal!"
"Let me tell you Emperor, I don't want my parents' mausoleum to be disturbed. If he can do it, as long as my parents' mausoleum exists for a day, his Li family will be the supreme leader of Zhao Kingdom."
The Huben general was so shocked that he concealed his inner surprise and said respectfully: "I will definitely bring this to His Majesty the Emperor!"
Today's Zhao State is no longer under the Bai family. Back then, the Zhao State's imperial palace was first massacred by the possessed Mo Wen, including the emperor, who was devastated. Although a branch of the Bai family later took over, the foundation had been shaken.
, and then a sword light descended from the sky, erasing the entire imperial city of Zhao State from the world, and the Bai family tripod completely collapsed. After three years of chaos, the Li family, who was once a wealthy family in Zhao State, succeeded in seizing the tripod and became the new master of Zhao State, but
Because the reason for raising the army was to quell the rebellion and support the Zhao State, the name of the State of Zhao was continued.
But the current state of Zhao is not peaceful. Those who failed to seize the title are not willing to fail. Most of them support their own troops and stay in a corner. From time to time, they raise the flag of rebellion. After a while, the throne of the Li family has always been under threat. Originally, the Li family
If you have the secret support of the Heart Sword Sect, you don’t have to worry about these clowns, but now the Heart Sword Sect has been taken over by this god of death. He even launched a killing reward to kill almost everyone in the world who is related to the Heart Sword Sect.
After killing Jue, the Li family has been in a state of panic. After all, they were able to secure the throne precisely because of the Heart Sword Sect! Although they finally made amends and captured and killed several of the Heart Sword Sect envoys stationed in the Imperial City of Zhao State, they really had no idea in their hearts.
After all, if the legendary God of Death with three heads and six arms suddenly becomes interested in them, their destruction will be a snap.
Therefore, General Huben was sent as an envoy, just to get the God of Death to recognize their status. At the worst, they should not be regarded as the same as the Heart Sword Sect. Originally, the request for an audience for more than half a month was fruitless. This general
I was so heartbroken, but I didn’t know that there would be twists and turns, and there would be unexpected gains!
Obtaining the promise of this killing god is more powerful than the support of the Heart Sword Sect! Although the Heart Sword Sect has a large number of people, it does not dare to interfere in secular affairs too obviously, and can only control things in secret, but
This God of Death directly promised that the Li family would always remain firmly in the Zhao Kingdom. Who dares to dissent? The Heart Sword Sect is a lesson learned from the past! Sometimes the power is so powerful that no rules are binding!
Mo Wen glanced at the general, threw down a bottle of ordinary first-class low-grade elixir, and turned to leave.
The general's eyes burst into flames. He took the jade bottle in his hand and held it firmly in his palm. He looked around like a thief. In fact, this was his tent. Without his permission, who could do it?
Dare you take a peek?
On the mountain road, an old man and a young man walked up. The old man had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a huge forehead, and a skinny body, like a giant monkey walking upright. The young man had a dull expression, but there was a hint of cold determination in his eyes.
He had a strange appearance. A ferocious sword mark diagonally divided his face into two halves, making him look particularly terrifying.
At this moment, the young man was dragging a big blood-stained cloth bag and walking with difficulty on the mountain road. He had no shoes on his feet, and the Dantian in his body was sealed by a sword energy. The sharp and rough rocks on the mountain road cut the soles of his feet.
The grinding was dripping with blood, almost leaving blood marks every step of the way. But there was no sign of pain on the young man's face, and he just moved forward step by step with tenacity.
"Hurry up! You loser! Trash! Ugly monster! I feed you, drink for you, teach you the supreme sword skills, and you are still lazy here? Why don't you leave now!" The ugly old man stood in front of you, facing
The young man yelled: "I can't even get this little thing? What's the use of you? It's almost dark! You want me to drink the northwest wind here?"
A trace of hatred and anger flashed in the young man's eyes, but he quickly put it away. He lowered his head and tightened the big bag behind his back without saying a word, and sped up.
"Who are you?" Mo Wen looked at this strange combination of an old man and a young man indifferently.
When the ugly old man saw Mo Wen, it was as if he was seeing his biological father. He approached him with a coveted face and said flatteringly: "This is the senior of the Heart-Destroying Sword Sect and the Light Sword Sect? I have long wanted to meet you in person, and now I meet you.
You are indeed handsome and outstanding. The younger generation respects you like the water of the Yellow River..."
"Hmm..." Mo Wen frowned slightly, and an evil spirit naturally emerged.
The ugly old man's eyes popped out, like a duck with a pinched neck. He didn't dare to say a word anymore. He scratched his scalp with few hairs in embarrassment for a long time, and said with a forced smile: "Junior, this junior is here to offer you a gift.
The Zhang family of Lianyunbao in Yunzhou, Zhao State, had actually intended to marry one of their daughters to an elder of the outer sect of the Heart Sword Sect as a concubine. It was really unreasonable! When the younger generation heard the news, they immediately worked non-stop and filled their Zhang family with one hundred and thirty-two
I killed them all, took off the head, and came here specially to present it to my senior. Is this a head... hmm? Bastard, what's going on? Why don't you get the thing... uh... and offer it to me!"
The young man didn't seem to hear it. He stared at Mo Wen with a look of excitement, shame, confusion and timidity.
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