But the next moment, Mo Wendong raised his head.

Those eyes that were too empty to contain any emotion were like looking at a dead person.

"You shouldn't desecrate the blooming in my heart." Mo Wendong stretched out his finger.

The finger was like a sharp sword, reaching directly between Ren Shaohua's eyebrows.

Ren Shaohua waved his fan and stood up, but instead of trying to block Mo Wendong's blow, he waved it across his face.

But Mo Wendong's fingertips suddenly stopped.

Because after the fan fell, Ren Shaohua had changed into a different face.

A handsome gentleman is like jade.

"Junior brother, if you find your way back, I will forgive you this time." Ren Shaohua waved his folding fan.

Mo Wendong looked at that familiar face and smiled faintly.

This face is none other than his senior brother and Senior Sister Liu’s lover.

Ren Yueping.

"Let's end it here." "Ren Yueping" was still pretending to say it. But the next moment, he saw Mo Wendong's warm smile gradually turned into a sneer, and finally subsided and became expressionless.

Mo Wendong punched Ren Shaohua in the chest, sinking deeply into it.

"Ren Shaohua"'s whole body exploded and shattered into sawdust scattered on the ground.

But the real Ren Shaohua was supported by Xu Yao and Fei Caiyun and swept to the other side.

Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water.

This was a move that Xu Yao and Fei Caiyun jointly promoted, and it was also a move that was used to change the situation. When Ren Shaohua went to Junshan to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, he was intercepted and killed by Liuyue Villa on the way. He relied on this move to survive.

, came to the lake to live alone in a boat. The two of them had just used this trick to deceive Mo Wendong's eyes without any reservations, and replaced Ren Shaohua with an easy-going puppet created by Ghost Ax.

Ren Shaohua looked at the flying debris and felt a slight chill in his heart: "Don't I act like one?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Xu Yao said coldly.

Ren Shaohua smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I stole it from Brother Luo. It doesn't seem to be working. I'll have to ask him for advice when I get back."

Xu Yao sneered: "Then you have to go back with your life."

"In the end, we still have to fight with real swords and guns." Ren Shaohua raised his head slightly.

Mo Wendong turned his head slightly and looked over.

"Do you know why I asked Ah Li to go to Yumen?" Ren Shaohua looked at Mo Wendong and said.

However, Mo Wendong did not answer his words. Only Xu Yao said angrily: "Why!"

"Because Mo Wendong is going to Yumen, and at this moment, the person I love is also in Yumen." Ren Shaohua stood up, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Fei Caiyun shook her head. She actually knew it well, but she still smiled and continued: "I don't understand."

"Before you kill her, kill me first!" Ren Shaohua, wearing white clothes, fluttered, "Only by killing me can you go to Yumen."

Yumen City Head.

The piano sounds.

Under the Jade Gate, many Jianghu people had participated in the sword sacrificial meeting held by Liuyue Villa. Even though the woman at the top of the city was blindfolded for some reason, those Jianghu people quickly recognized that this was Liu Yili, the second daughter of the Liu family.

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It is well known that Liu Yili learned piano skills from Lin Huaiman, a former saint from the Sheath Clan.

But no one could have imagined that this woman, who seemed like a weak willow supporting the wind, could actually sit on the top of the city and play the harp to defeat the enemy like a strong saint.

Gongsun Shilian stood in front of the city gate, following the sound of the piano and dancing her long sword horizontally. The Jiangmo sword fluttered around her like snowflakes, ruffling the dust on the ground.

She closed her eyes, as if there were dry bones in front of her.

She looked calm, even though the world was covered with dead leaves and cold snow.

Because she still believes.

When the spring breeze passes by, the flowers will bloom all over the sky.

All the Jianghu people in front of the Jade Gate have walked out of their tents, listening to the music of the piano and watching this peerless sword dance. Since the demon Gu Jingyao slaughtered and refused to return to the city, the atmosphere of the Jianghu has shown a decline, and they all want to take advantage of it.

This has a place in the world.

What they care about is the status of the leader and the benefits that this position brings to them. They don't care about where the world will go under their leadership.

Mo Wendong took advantage of this to lure them here, but at this moment, in front of this sword dance, no one dared to move forward.

Because the dancer’s surname is Gongsun.

The Jiangmo Sword refers to the evil person, and no one dares to stand up and be this evil person.

No one would accept a villain becoming the leader of the martial arts world.

Suddenly, fine snow fell from the sky over the desert.

There was no warning, and the outcome was silent.

It took a long time before anyone noticed the sudden snowfall.

"Snowing."

"First there was a cold wind, and then there was snow." A woman took the snowflakes and said, "The weather in this desert is really unpredictable."

The snow fell heavier and heavier, even blocking out the scorching sun. Gongsun Shiliu still danced with his sword, but the dance became faster and faster, and the snow-like sword light seemed to melt into the falling snow, invisible but continuous.

Continuously. The falling snow within three feet of her turned into water and flowed in her sword movement.

"There's something not right about her Xihe Sword Dance." The woman watched the snowflakes melt in her palms, but the melting snow brought not coldness, but warmth.

A person next to me asked: "How?"

"I once saw Gongsun Fang dance during the sword-making battle. The whole sword dance was like being imprisoned, like being in a cage." The woman shook off the snow water in her hand and said quietly: "But the sword of this girl in front of me

Dance, but there is something indescribable——"

High spirits.

"You have come all the way, but why are you so timid and hesitant here?" A joking voice came from behind.

Everyone turned their heads and glared angrily at a woman in colorful clothes holding a piano.

He is the head of the Hua Family of Tianji Pavilion and Hua Wubie, the head of Qinzhou Huajingtai Sect.

He is also the real organizer of the people outside Yumen.

"People in today's world can't bear to hear such words. Wubie, why would you let them suffer humiliation in vain." The woman in black robe standing behind Hua Wubie said with a smile.

Everyone looked at the woman in black robes and saw the black pipa she was holding in her hand, and all felt a chill in their hearts.

They remembered someone who had disappeared for a long time.

She entered the world with Jiuxiao Qin and died holding Pipa in her arms.

There are many rumors in the world that she has made too many enemies and has been hunted to death for a long time.

In the past ten years, no one has achieved anything better than her in terms of the magic sounds that can deceive the ears.

In terms of ruthlessness, few people can compare with her.

The real owner of Jiuxiao Qin.

Flower dream returns.

And the pipa in her hand is a frightening magic weapon in the world.

It's called "Wu Yi".

"I don't know when, the charlatans who were once all-powerful have turned into sentimental travelers like us." Hua Meng also sneered: "If you don't listen to the truth, you would rather grow old in countless lies."

Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
Chapter completed!