"He actually retained a little bit of spiritual consciousness?" Even if Liu Zangyue walked into the inn, she was still scared. "He still remembers me?"

Luo Feiyu said in confusion: "Shouldn't he retain his spiritual consciousness?"

"The blood curse of Forget the Tide, that is, everything in the past disappears into your mind like a tide, but it can make the dantian of the mantra be compatible with the different internal forces of heaven and earth." Liu Zangyue said in a deep voice: "Your friend must have been put on the blood curse long ago, and he must have another trick to absorb people's internal energy."

"Ya Yuque's Thousand Spider Hand?" Luo Feiyu frowned.

Ren Shaohua understood the causes and consequences and suddenly realized. In Hanshan Temple, the reason why Gu Jingyao forgot the past must be that he was cursed after the Fenfang Pavilion case. Later, Lan Chubi appeared, probably Mo Wendong's arrangement. But what Mo Wendong didn't expect was that Luo Feiyu had inexplicably had a relationship with Gu Zhoufang when he first arrived in Gu Su. At that time, he was still Gu Zhou's son, and at the invitation of Master Chenkong, he went to Hanshan Temple to fade away the demons for Gu Jingyao every morning, which had already vaguely affected Mo Wendong's plan.

Therefore, Lan Chubi was ordered by Mo Wendong to bribe the killer of Naiheqiao and launched a chase against them.

"And the internal force that Junior Brother Mo asked him to suck is from the Black and White Dual Supervision Office." Liu Zangyue gritted her teeth.

"Are they the two father-in-laws who died a few days ago?"

Liu Zangyue nodded, "In fact, the martial arts mastered by these two people are originally one. Although they are also the secrets left by immortals in the mortal world, they are extremely strange. This technique uses blood and soul as a sacrifice. Blood can nourish souls, and souls can produce blood and endless life."

Ren Shaohua asked: "It is originally one, what is the solution?"

"Junior Brother Mo divided the original immortal book into two, allowing the two people who were at the extreme to practice separately. When the time is right, they will merge into the other person." Liu Zangyue's eyes sterned, "In this way, a more powerful monster can be created."

Ren Shaohua frowned, "I guess Mo Wendong wants to take revenge on the entire world. But we have already seen his strength, why do we have to borrow Brother Gu's hands? Could it be that he wants to achieve something else?"

"I can't figure it out either." Liu Zangyue shook her head.

"Can't wait any longer. Master said that something will come on the seventh day of the seventh month." Luo Feiyu said in a deep voice: "It's all related to the sword sacrifice conference. We must do everything we can to prevent the Jianghu people who don't return to the city from convening this conference."

"It's useless." Gongsun Shilan, who had never spoken, shook her head.

"Is it useless?" Luo Feiyu was stunned.

Gongsun Shilan raised his umbrella and knocked on his head, "Stupid. Do you think that as our identity, those people can still listen to our advice?"

Everyone present was silent.

Sword Ancestor.

The son of the Sword Ancestor.

And in the eyes of the world, he is already the owner of the sword building who "helps evil" and is a "supporting evil."

Just as everyone was silent, Gongsun Shilan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Luo Feiyu quickly supported her, "What's wrong with you!"

"Even if you have avoided it, it will still be affected." Ren Shaohua took a breath, "Gu Jingyao, is it so scary?"

Liu Zangyue quickly looked into her breath and ran out, "I'll go and invite Mr. Xie!"

"I know it's a foregone conclusion, but I'm still looking forward to the change." On the Tianji Tower, Xie Wensheng closed the window, "I'm so passionate."

"The world is going to change?" said the iron-faced official Youyou.

Xie Wensheng shook his head, "I will be unrestrained by myself."

An iron-faced official walked up the stairs and said to Xie Wensheng: "Sir, a guest is here."

North border, Fuyao City.

“The rain has stopped.”

The young man in a purple-clothed Taoist robe put away the oil-paper umbrella, waved the whisk, dispersed all the clouds in the sky, then looked up and looked at a peak in the distance that gradually revealed his true appearance from the clouds.

Wudang Mountain.

Murong Haoyue was still testing the extreme realm of sword-controlling techniques. For a moment, thunder roared in the mountains all over the sky.

But there is always one step away from the Liu Yao.

He could not withstand the backlash of the extreme realm of the sword art of the siege of Yao, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices like a fountain.

But he still did not stop and turned his sword to the sky again, "Rise again!"

In the tall building not far away, a woman in red was opening the window to look at Murong Haoyue's figure and shed tears silently.

The little Taoist boy sat on the pine tree holding the watermelon. After witnessing all this, he was so angry that he spit out a watermelon seed, and then sighed in an old-fashioned manner.

Water town river pond.

The woman in Cinnabar woke up from her sleep, then looked up and looked west uneasily.

As night falls, I don’t return to the city, so quiet that I can hear the cicadas.

Those people from the world all returned to their own sect's territory. From the moment they stepped into the door, the joys and laughter in the day had been thrown out of the door, and what was replaced was the greed and ferocity in their eyes.

The silent sword light flashed in every corner of the city.

The candles in the inn were bright. Xie Wensheng took Gongsun Shilian's pulse and frowned.

Luo Feiyu said anxiously: "How is she doing!"

Xie Wensheng stood up, tied his hands in front, and shook his head gently.

"What!" Luo Feiyu collapsed to the ground.

"Haha, look at you guys." Xie Wensheng suddenly laughed, "I'm just doing it!"

Luo Feiyu was stunned. After realizing that he had been fooled, he wanted to fist, "Damn it! You old man!"

Liu Zangyue stopped him, "Don't be rude."

Xie Wensheng became solemn, "It's a thank you to her that she trained the Xihe Fluxue, the ancestral inherited by the Sword Artillery Tower, to the highest level, and was dressed in white without snow, so she forced her to suppress Gu's murderous intent. Otherwise, there would be only a dead end."

After thinking about it, Liu Zangyue said, "If I remember correctly, in the past dynasties, except for Gongsun, only the owner of the Sword Artillery Building has reached this level."

"What do you mean is this the mother-in-law's plan?" Luo Feiyu also calmed down.

"Your mother-in-law screamed smoothly." Liu Zangyue gave him a blank look, "I didn't want to call my senior sister at the beginning."

Luo Feiyu scratched his head awkwardly.

Liu Zangyue was no longer interested in talking to Luo Feiyu, but looked at Xie Wensheng.

"Follow me." Xie Wensheng left this sentence and walked out.

Liu Zangyue hurriedly followed.

Only Luo Feiyu was left sitting by the bed, turning his head to look at Gongsun Shilan's sleeping face.

"Are you still asleep?" Luo Feiyu shouted for no reason.

There was no response, it seemed that I was sleeping soundly.

"Then, it doesn't matter if you take advantage of someone's danger." He came up with a bold idea.

Then he buried his head.

But when his mouth was about to get closer to his face, Gongsun Shilan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"The mother-in-law just now seemed to be screaming very smoothly."
Chapter completed!