Chapter 16 Chapter 5 Wind Sound Butterfly Soul

The wind blows through the corridor. The full frame of rose tea is in full bloom in the wind, revealing its fragrance; on the holy lake in front of the temple, thousands of red lotuses bloom. The Moon Palace on Lingjiu Mountain is full of flowers as far as the eye can see.Perhaps because of the aura of yin and yang, all the exotic flowers and plants in the world are gathered here regardless of the seasons, competing for splendor on the misty mountain. "Ding ding" a few times, after the wind passed, the rows of wind chimes hanging under the corridor rang softly. Those wind chimes are made of fine porcelain, they are exquisite and lovely, and each of them is painted with a Chinese ink brush on the white porcelain, and they are hung on the corridors around the garden.Every time a gust of wind passes, there will be a crisp sound. On the one hand, it can scare away the birds that fly in to peck the flowers. On the other hand, if there is a strong wind that destroys the flowers, these wind chimes with spells can also block them.

Everyone in the Moon Palace called it "Huahualing".It is said that the high priest Jiaruo personally made it and ordered his disciples to hang it all over the Moon Palace. "Priest, I'm just wondering - do you only cherish the inanimate things so much?" Amidst the ringing of thousands of wind chimes, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, sneering and arrogant, "Killing people is like numb you, I don't know why, but Ming He couldn't help laughing at seeing these flowers and plants so much." He didn't answer the leader's words, and sat on the porch leaning on a pillar carved with white marble, but the priest in white had a pale face.

A disciple of the Moon Worship Sect knelt down in front of him, holding a jade plate in his hand and lifting it above his head. Jia Ruo's hands were soaked in the plate of hot blood. It was all the blood of the young men and women who had just died - condensed vitality and yang energy, making up for the weakening of his spiritual power caused by the backlash caused by the use of yin and evil magic techniques last night. Jia Ruo's hands were pale, almost the same color as the jade tray, and there were dark purple blood veins under the skin.However, when he leaned against the pillar with his eyes closed, and put his palms flat into the pool of blood, it seemed to be an illusion that a faint color of blood soaked into his blood vessels, and slowly rose up along his arms.

"Everyone...has something he wants to protect." After a long time, as if his mental strength recovered a bit, the priest in white opened his eyes, looked down at his hands, and suddenly murmured something like a sigh.However, just as he finished speaking, he smiled wryly, and said another thing: "Minghe, you almost killed me last night." "Oh?" Thinking of his weakened appearance when he just returned to the Moon Palace in the early morning, the Moon Worshiper suddenly covered his mouth and laughed. Crescent Moon also seemed to be smiling. "My high priest, the strongest warlock in the sky and the earth... so you are also afraid of the backlash of spells? Then, you shouldn't take me as the leader so lightly." Covered with an ivory bone silk fan Shut up, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect laughed charmingly, her eyes were as black as lacquer, as if hiding the demon of the night, "That's right, who asked you not to return to the Moon Palace last night to preside over the ceremony?

"The chieftains of several villages, and the favorite concubine of King Pingnan have all come over, waiting for you to cast spells on them - but after waiting all night, you didn't come back. With so many distinguished guests, are you not giving me face? ? I got angry, and naturally stopped dispelling the 'headwind' you transferred." Although the past lords of the Moon Worship Sect did not practice spells, they were resistant to any spells in the sect because of their blood relationship, and the same was true for backlash.Therefore, the priests of all ages would transfer the backlash they had suffered to the leader through the lunar star, and then eliminate it with her innate talent.

Otherwise, if such powerful spells are often used, no warlock can bear that kind of backlash. The leader and the priest—from the day when the Moon Worship Sect was founded more than a hundred years ago, it seems that there is such a strange interdependent relationship.One is in charge of the teachings, the other controls the power, and each is divided, but no one can separate from the other to support the situation alone. Except for the successful rebellion five years ago, it can be said that the Moon Worship Sect has been stable for more than a hundred years. "Ahem, what good will it do you if I am corrupted by those ghosts?" With a wry smile, the priest in white who gradually regained his strength shook his head, "Do you know that I met Xiao Yiqing last night! If it wasn't for him being ill at the time Body, do you think I can come back alive? Minghe... You are making a big joke."

The hand clinging to the ivory fan trembled, and the eyes of the Moon Worshiper suddenly brightened.Putting away the fan, she stood up solemnly, and sneered slightly: "Okay... After waiting for twenty years, what should come is finally here!" "Everything happened exactly as Bingling predicted, didn't it?" Waved his hand and ordered the disciple who was holding the plate to step back, Jia Ruo stood up, raised his hand and touched the wind chime hanging under the porch, and said calmly . "I don't believe that the Moon Worship Church is destined to die in this battle!" Clenching the fan tightly, the beautiful eyes of the Moon Worship Leader showed a firm and stern light, "Why?"

"Just rely on the pile of dead bones under the holy lake." Jia Ruo stared at a white cloud in the sky, and reminded Qingchen calmly, "Don't forget...how the goddess of the moon in the past died." "That's what she deserves!" Somewhat exasperated, the leader of the Moon Worship cursed out of demeanor, and then his expression calmed down for a moment, and he replied resentfully, "Besides, this is what the dead old leader did. Want us to pay this old debt?" "Someone has waited for twenty years to recover this account..." Somewhat sighing, the priest in white stretched out his hand to turn the wind chimes, and said indifferently, "You killed your mother to usurp power and became the leader of the Moon Worship Sect. The old debts she owed will also be inherited."

"Jia Ruo, you...!" As if being poked at a sore spot, the glamorous and unparalleled Moon Worshiper's expression changed instantly, and then he suddenly sneered, "Don't forget, we are accomplices in this matter! ——It was agreed at the beginning When we usurped the power, we had a great time cooperating! Don't let it go so quickly, you will have a share in this old debt!" Jia Ruo's face was like a stone sculpture, and he didn't move, but his eyes gradually revealed a look of disgust. "Jia Ruo, you knew how powerful you were last night! —— If you leave me, what good is your magic? We are on the same boat. If the boat sinks, we will die together!" Seeing him turn his head and leave Go, the master of worshiping the moon coldly dropped the last words, there was a lonely light on his face, but there was a secret fear in the bottom of his eyes.

"What's more... Ha, I really can't imagine what will happen after you die. Those resentful spirits have endured you for so long, maybe they will gather to bite your spirit body? Oh hehe..." Cover your mouth with a fan and lightly Laughing, the Lord of Worshiping the Moon looked at the departing person out of the corner of his eyes, and as his footsteps walked away, the panic became deeper and deeper. The wind chimes hanging all over the porch spun and rang in the wind, but the white dress kept drifting away along the porch. "Jia Ruo! Jia Ruo!..." The priest's white clothes finally disappeared at the corner of the corridor, and the Moon Worshiper finally couldn't help but blurted out, his face was already pale, "You, how can you ignore me? How can you ignore me I!"

As soon as he let go, the ivory fan fell to the ground with a "snap".As if unable to support herself, she swayed and slowly sat down under the wind chime along the pillar.Suddenly, this beautiful and domineering woman raised her hands to cover her face, and began to cry silently. That feeling of powerlessness finally permeated from the bottom of her heart that she tried to conceal, and knocked her down. She is a weak woman who knows nothing, and has nothing but the so-called "Moon God's Blood" inherited in her blood. She doesn't even know how to spell, and she can't protect herself.She can do nothing but sit on the throne and receive the worship of the believers as a symbol of the Moon Worship Cult. Although there are still Qinghui and Guguang two envoys who understand spells in the sect, but their spiritual power is not half that of the priests, if Jia Ruodu puts his hand away, then facing Tingxuelou led by Xiao Jing and the other two, Is there any way out for Moon Worship Sect? Maybe she did something wrong... What she did last night, and the tone of her voice just now, may have annoyed him. And threatening him with death probably aroused his anger even more? Unexpectedly, it's been ten years... She, or Baiyuejiao, is such an unworthy character in his heart. Ten years ago, at the age of fifteen, she rescued a dying young man in white clothes from outside the Nayan village. As the leader's mother, she somehow subdued him and made this young man with amazing spiritual power a member of the sect; Years ago, he even joined hands with her to overthrow her mother and the previous Moon Worshiper. She ascended the throne and he became a priest.They finally got out of control and got what they wanted. And yet, how lonely it was to sit there--a maddening loneliness! It wasn't until she became the leader that she understood the relief-like eyes of her mother before she died—she also understood why a mother who had been the leader all her life and aloof had such an intolerable tyrannical temper. It turns out that the past dynasties who worshiped the moon were all people who sacrificed their hearts to the moon god. In their life, there will never be anything other than loneliness. It seemed that there was another gust of wind, and she heard the jingling of the wind chimes above her head. She didn't know what kind of bird flew into the garden, causing the bells to protect the flowers to ring. We have been living together in this southern border for ten years. For Jia Ruo, who became a priest, maybe the garden is full of unconscious flowers and plants, and the care and love is more? Perhaps, until now, one cannot count on the strength of others at all.She should go to female Shi Bingling first to see if there is any other way to avoid the fate of the Moon Palace being destroyed. She wiped the tears from her cheeks, gritted her teeth secretly, and prepared to stand up.However, as soon as he raised his head, he froze—— The white-clothed priest left and returned at some unknown time, and quietly stood in front of her, quietly lowered his head, looked at her tear-stained face, and said nothing. In the usually indifferent and penetrating gaze, there was a touch of pity and gentleness. "Are you coming to watch a good show? Don't expect me to cry and beg you!" She raised her head provocatively, spread her fan to cover the tears all over her face, said coldly, stood up and prepared to leave. "Minghe, you are too proud. How dare you refuse to say a word 'beg' to change the fate of the entire sect?" When she raised her skirt and turned around, the person behind her suddenly asked with a sigh. The body of the Lord Worshiping the Moon shook, his fingers slowly clenched, and the long red nails pierced into the palm.For a long time, without looking back, I finally said in a low voice: "...I beg you. I beg you, don't ignore Baiyuejiao, don't ignore me! Even for your own sake, don't ignore me..." Although the voice was very suppressed Low, but still trembling uncontrollably, slightly revealing. "Okay, I promise you." Raising his hand and plucking the wind chime, the priest in white replied slowly, "I don't care about the Moon Worship Sect, but I didn't intend to ignore you." Her body softened, as if she breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know what to do. Quietly, she turned her head to look at the priest, with an unconcealable humiliation in her eyes: "Jia Ruo...you forced me like this...who saved you back then? If it wasn't for helping you...if it wasn't for helping you... Get rid of that control, I will not kill my mother! Even if she is cruel and cruel, I will not kill her!" Bright tears dripped from the face of the Lord of Worshiping the Moon again, but the palm of his hand was bleeding from the nail piercing, and Ming He's voice was still trembling—this was the first time she uttered such an unbearable story of killing her mother. "I know, I know..." Jia Ruo's eyes were gentle, just like when she rescued the young man outside that rock village ten years ago, he sighed slightly and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, " Minghe, you have been a kind child since you were a child...you are very good to me, and I still owe you my life." "You don't owe me—" For some reason, these words seemed to hurt her more deeply, and tears fell on his hands one after another. "So, I never said that I would leave you alone..." Before she could continue, Jiaruo continued softly, "It's just that you shouldn't threaten me. You also know that what I hate the most is when someone tries to control you." I……" "I'm really scared... I know you should have gone to see that person last night." The Moon Worshiper hesitated for a moment, but still revealed the whole truth, "I asked Bingling to turn on the water mirror and saw the situation on your side ——You, in order to go with her, you even ignored the Moon Worship Sect..." "So you stopped 'Headwind' to warn me?" With a slight wry smile, Jiaruo shook his head, "You almost killed me... Minghe. You should have heard me say: I went there last night Just wanted to prove one thing." Feeling ashamed, the Moon Worshiper lowered his head. If the aura of religious mystery and noble blood are removed, she is actually just an ordinary woman in her twenties.Years of living in a high position and loneliness contributed to her spoiled and domineering temper, however, her heart is gentle. Moreover, in this world, she may also be the only one who knows all about his past... "I said: Everyone has something to protect." Jia Ruo put down her hand, warm tears in her eyes flowed between his fingers, and at that moment, the soft feeling that had never been felt for a long time suddenly filled again It touched his heart, "I will not let Tingxuelou be against you, Minghe." The leader of worshiping the moon nodded reassuringly, sighed a long time, and walked into the garden: "I don't want to be an enemy of Tingxuelou... However, the hatred in Xiao Yiqing's heart is too deep. Are you satisfied?" "Don't worry, I have my own way." Jia Ruo walked into the garden with her, said lightly. The garden is full of dazzling flowers and dazzling colors. Although birds and birds are not allowed to enter, there are still countless bees and butterflies flying in it. Ming'er was withdrawn since he was a child, and his emotions and anger are hidden from outside. But if he sees the exotic flowers and plants he planted here, You must like it too, right? He thought, raised his hand with a smile, and pinched a swallowtail butterfly flying on a flower. "Why bother it?" Suddenly, hearing Minghe's voice to stop him, the Moon Worshiper who was walking in front stopped, looked back at him, and said with a slight smile, "You see, it looks so much like you..." "Oh?" Somewhat surprised, he stopped his vigorous fingers and looked at her. A gust of wind passed by, and the surrounding wind chimes rang crisply.Ming He suddenly pursed his lips and smiled in the wind, looked up at the flying butterflies, and said leisurely: "It is said that every butterfly is the soul of a flower after it withers, and it flies back to find its previous life." Jia Ruo's hand trembled, and the swallowtail was free, and flew away instantly. The smile of the Lord of Worshiping the Moon deepened, and the crescent moon on his cheeks was reflected more beautifully by the waves of his eyes, like a third eye peeking into people's hearts: "Master Priest, do you think it looks like you?" The priest in white suddenly smiled. ——she really understood him. In the early morning, just after dawn, roosters crowed continuously in the surrounding villages. Ah Jing slept so soundly that she didn't have any more chaotic thoughts—maybe, once the past that has troubled her for so long is settled, it will unravel her demons instead? She sat on the white stone by the stream, washed her face and hair with water, then wrung out the towel and wiped her wet long hair. However, when he raised his hand, the blood myrtle in his sleeve slipped out, and fell into the stream with a "shua". Immediately she reached into the water and seized the sword.However, at the moment when she picked up the sword, her hand suddenly went numb - as if there were damp aquatic plants under the water, entwined around her wrist. Ah Jing focused on luck, and pulled her hand back forcefully.But her forearm seemed to be paralyzed and she couldn't control it, and the cool feeling climbed up her arm—her eyes suddenly focused: it was a water plant... but it was actually a black water plant!Inextricably linked, as if it were human long wet hair! She tried to break free with all her strength, but the aquatic plants didn't bear any force at all. At the moment of her exertion, there seemed to be something under the water that smiled slightly. Ah Jing raised his left hand, pointed it into a sword, and slashed down fiercely.The clump of water plants seemed to be startled, and it twitched, tightening her arms even more.When the sword qi slashed down for the second time, the water rippled slightly, and a cluster of water plants suddenly rose up, strangling the woman in scarlet robes with water droplets at her throat! ——However, before touching her skin, as if suddenly being burned by a raging fire, the clump of water plants suddenly curled up, made a creaking burning sound, and quickly broke.The aquatic plants wrapped around her arms also quickly let go, floating into the bottom of the water and disappearing. Startled, Ah Jing picked up the sword from the water, reached into his collar with his left hand, and pulled out the small wooden plaque hanging from his neck. A slightly worn rosewood sign.The amulet he gave. "Oh! Ghost mother grass!" When she was a little lost in thought, she suddenly heard a sweet and crisp female voice beside her say in surprise. Ah Jing raised her head and saw a young woman in a water-green shirt standing beside her, hurriedly taking out a bead the size of a pigeon egg from her bosom: "Is it entangled by it? This damn place is here." There are so many damp things! Quickly wipe your hands with soft drops of water." "... Ruoshui?" Looking at the other party, guessing, the woman in scarlet clothes spat out a name warily. "Ah! It's Miss Jing...you can guess it right away!" Ruoshui laughed, with such a lively expression, just like the flowery Miao girls she saw after she came to southern Xinjiang.Looking at the girl's bright smile, Ah Jing suddenly felt a little gloomy, and continued to ask: "Is the landlord here?" "Young Master Xiao, his family teacher, and Master Mingjing are traveling day and night, and it's already dawn." Seeing Miss Jing's expression is still indifferent, Ruoshui restrained his smile, and replied politely, "Mr. Xiao wants Ruoshui to come and inform the girl." .” "Day and night?" She didn't get up immediately, but the woman in scarlet clothes grasped the word, shook her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "He...is his body all right?" I don't know why, although I know that I can see him and see all the answers by walking a few steps at this time.However, she didn't want to get up immediately, but asked about his condition from other people. The so-called timidity of being close to home is probably just such a mentality, right? I'm afraid that if I meet him, I'll find out some bad things... so I know some things first, so that I won't be unprepared later.Although I was alone in southern Xinjiang for only a few months, it seemed as if decades had passed in my memory - now I ask myself, I feel a little tired and powerless in my heart. "It's not very good... Mr. Xiao was too tired from the journey, and he was caught in the wind and cold miasma. Fortunately, he brought Doctor Mo, who just gave him medicine, and the host is already much better." Ruoshui stood aside, and answered honestly, She looked curiously at the woman in Fei Yi—this is a martial arts legend, and she has always wanted to know: What kind of character is Miss Jing who can be called the same as Tingxue Louzhu? However, the beautiful woman in front of her was nothing more than that, she didn't have the dazzling light as imagined, on the contrary, she seemed to be a little tired, she stood up slowly beside the clear water, and said: "I'll go see the host with you .” When she stood up, Ruoshui saw the crimson blood myrtle—however, her eyes stopped on Miss Jing’s neck—there was a wooden sign carved from rosewood—with a very Amulet with powerful ability to ward off evil spirits. From that small wooden sign, she, who was practicing spells, suddenly saw something vaguely. Faint, endless red... What a profound remembrance that is, after more than ten years of vicissitudes, it still stubbornly refuses to fade away. When Ah Jing turned around the bamboo forest, he saw the people from Tingxuelou who had just arrived. This large group of people had just arrived here not long ago to meet the people who had arrived earlier, and they needed to make arrangements in all aspects, making it noisy and troublesome.Biluo and Hongchen were also very busy, and the crowd came and went like a shuttle. Everyone stood up when they saw her, and called out respectfully Miss Jing. However, she just nodded lightly and didn't respond, she just silently looked at the couch under the green bamboo in front of her. "Master Mingjing, Master Zhang, I will trouble you two with these matters." As if he had just finished speaking, the young man in white on the bamboo couch nodded slightly and ordered lightly.The medicine cup he had just drank was placed in his hand, Tingxue Louzhu's face was slightly pale, and he was coughing intermittently, but his delicate and feminine eyes were still calm and profound. "Amitabha... My son is meticulous in his thoughts, and his planning is impeccable—since it will help to eradicate the Moon Worship Sect, the poor monk and Fellow Daoist Zhang will naturally not refuse these trivial matters." The grey-haired old monk clasped his hands together and replied by the couch. ——This should be Master Mingjing invited from Faneng Temple in Qixia Mountain, right? ——And the old Taoist next to him with the purple gold crown should be the world-famous Daoist Zhang Wuchen Zhang of Longhu Mountain. Ye Huo had already arrived, standing beside the master.Perhaps because of the mood swings last night, her face was still a little haggard after sleeping—maybe, she didn't sleep all night? "Young Master Xiao, Miss Jing is here." Before she could make a sound, Ruoshui, who was leading the way, had already called out with a smile on her face. As soon as the words fell, the three of Takeshita turned around together. The expressions of the monks and the monks together were somewhat scrutinizing at first-after all, no one is not curious about such a strange woman who is famous in the world of martial arts, even outsiders are not immune. However, Master Mingjing and Zhenren Zhang were slightly taken aback when their eyes focused on the woman standing beside the clear water.Then Ah Jing saw their fingers moving and counting lightly under the wide sleeves of their robes. She suddenly became disgusted...it was fate again. These people who know spells are too obsessed with the so-called fate and prophecy. Just like her master Baidi, even though he is known as the master of swordsmanship and metaphysics, he couldn't kill such a little child like her—because he was afraid of the change of fate, so he let this girl who might be a disaster to his disciple survive. If seeing fate makes one weak...it's better not to see it. "Miss Jing." The two art masters stood up respectively and saluted. She also returned the salute quietly, but did not make a sound. Looking at her face again, Master Mingjing and Zhenren Zhang exchanged glances, as if they saw something at the same time.Unspoken, the two of them resigned at the same time.Yehuo and Ruoshui also left with the master. "Long time no see." The surroundings suddenly became quiet, only the sound of the wind rustling through the bamboo leaves, Xiao Yiqing still watched the woman in scarlet clothes from a distance with her usual calm and unpredictable eyes, and a slight gleam appeared on her blood-colored and indifferent lips. Smiling, "How are you?" "If it's good, do you still want me to come in person?" She also responded indifferently, walked over, sat down on the edge of the bamboo couch, and looked at him with some sarcasm. "I came here in a hurry because I was worried about you, Ah Jing." The smile on his lips suddenly turned into a wry smile, and in a low voice, he heard Master Xue looking at her and spit out such a sentence. "Oh?" The scarlet-clothed woman smiled, looking at the imprint left by the ghost mother algae on her forearm, her eyes were still stubborn and indifferent, "All these years of fighting in the martial arts, you have never worried about me— —Don’t worry, even though I’m not that Jia Ruo’s opponent, I won’t die by his hands.” The smile on the corner of Xiao Yiqing's mouth disappeared, and his eyes brushed like the wind across the beautiful face of the woman in scarlet clothes. The expression on her face was indifferent and full of sharpness, just like the blood and myrtle sword in her sleeve—for so many years, always like this. He suddenly exhaled like a sigh, looked at her lowly, with deep eyes: "You know what I'm worried about—Ah Jing, do you really have nothing to say to me?" "Yes." After a moment of silence, the woman in scarlet clothes lightly pressed the amulet around her neck with her hand, turned her head, looked directly into his unpredictable eyes, and suddenly said quietly: "That Jia Ruo is my senior brother from the same sect. " Hearing those words, Lord Tingxue lowered his eyes, his delicate eyelashes covered his eyes at the moment, but for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at the female lord in the building, and coughed slightly: "Really?" "Why do you put on airs? Yehuo should have already informed you." Looking at him coldly, Ah Jing's eyes were indifferent, even with a bit of sarcasm and disdain, "She is the eyeliner you sent to spy on me, isn't she? ? You should also know that she is from Nayan Village." "Ahem..." As if to say something, Xiao Yiqing coughed violently again, and hurriedly covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and as soon as Fang touched it, it was stained with black blood foam.His fingers reached into his bosom, and he grabbed a small white jade bottle convulsively. However, because his fingers kept trembling, as soon as he opened it, the red powder in the bottle spilled on the table. The woman in scarlet clothes stood up suddenly, pointed at the big acupoints near his heart and lungs in an instant, poured the remaining medicinal powder in the bottle into a cup of bitter tea on the table, and helped him to drink it.After he drank all the tea in his cup, he said, "Don't use your true energy casually, I'll call Doctor Mo over." "No... don't, don't call him." However, when she just stood up, he grabbed her wrist. Ah Jing turned her head and saw his weak eyes, which were so cold and feminine, so blurred that she was a bit feminine. gas. She suddenly froze for a moment - this person always carries this strange and contradictory aura. His eyes are feminine but powerful, he is a patient, but this patient can make most of the healthy people in the world die in front of him with just one word!This combination of femininity and toughness formed a kind of evil and deadly magic power, which made countless martial arts people have an unfathomable feeling about this legend. "There are a lot of things... Cough cough, it's better to talk about it." His slender fingers clasped her wrist, and the phalanx felt as fragile as glass. Although he took the medicine, he still coughed slightly, but it took a while. With a lot of strength, he spoke to her slowly. Ah Jing sat down, clasped the Chiguan and Shaoze points on his hand with his backhand, and slowly sent true power in to help him dissolve the medicine. "How many chances do you have to kill me?" Suddenly, coughing, the patient on the bamboo bed closed his eyes and asked.She was startled, and subconsciously clenched her fingers—the Chiguan acupoint on the wrist is a large acupoint on the human body, and a little force can make half of the body weak. "You also know... when the attack is severe... I don't even allow Dr. Mo to come near him. Ahem... when the attack is on, a child... can kill me..." Intermittently, listening Xuezhu said with a wry smile, feeling the fingers clenched on his wrist loosen one by one, "Ah Jing...how many chances do you have to kill me..." "That's because you are brave." After a long time, she replied in a shy voice, "Maybe one day I will really kill you." With the sound of the wind, Xiao Yiqing coughed, looking at the expansive greenery and the bright blue sky in southern Xinjiang, her eyes were tired and distant: "Then do you think... I will still send someone to watch you?" "But if it wasn't for Yehuo's informant, where did you know about my relationship with Jia Ruo in advance?" She let go of her fingers, but the coldness in her eyes never lessened. "Cough cough..." Louzhu Tingxue coughed slightly, gazed tenderly into her eyes, and said softly like a sigh: "Is this... I knew it two years ago, Qingming." "Two years ago?" The woman in scarlet clothes suddenly brightened her eyes. "That's right." Xiao Yiqing smiled, her eyes were misty and unpredictable, she looked at Gao Tianliuyun, and said calmly, "The person who told me this secret was once named Qingyu..." "Gao Mengfei?!" Unable to bear it any longer, Ah Jing blurted out. "Yes—it's Tingxuelou, the former second-floor master." A sad smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he replied. "But he promised that he would never reveal our past..." Ah Jing was stunned and muttered to himself.Suddenly, he laughed again, with his usual indifference and contempt in his smile: "Yes...why should I believe that he can keep his promise? Didn't I even kill him?" After taking the medicine, Xiao Yiqing's complexion eased slightly, she leaned forward slightly while supporting the bamboo couch with her hands, quietly looked at the woman in scarlet clothes, and said: "I didn't deliberately pursue your past, but you came to the building Before long, he deliberately leaked information to let me know about your relationship with him—hoping to lower my trust in you." His eyes are as silent as the ocean, as if hundreds of billions of stars have sunk into it. She should have expected that, given the scheming and artifice of the master of the second floor of Xuelou, it would be like this... But because of "Qingyu", she has never been able to see clearly the changes in him in the past ten years—— — After Qing Lan's death, the two of them left Shensha Valley to live in the Central Plains. As soon as the thirteen-year-old girl with the Xuewei sword appeared in the rivers and lakes, she was endlessly hunted down and rejected because of her identity as the daughter of the blood demon.Finally, one day, she found out that Senior Brother Yu who was with him had left without saying goodbye... He had his own ambitions and goals, so how could her background get in the way of his struggle in the rivers and lakes. Qing Yu, who possessed a superb talent, would never ruin her bright future just to protect the daughter of an evil demon king. In a few years, he quickly rose up in the arena and became famous in the martial arts world. In the end, he even won Xiao Yiqing's attention and invited him to join the Tingxue Building to conspire for a great cause. He is no longer called "Qingyu", but has a new name: Gao Mengfei. The past is like a dream, but I feel that today is not yesterday. The second floor owner of Tingxue Building is obviously satisfied with everything he has won - he has never regretted giving up anything. Perhaps on a certain day, when he suddenly saw the newly joined female lord, he was shocked for a moment—however, when he met her again, what he considered the most was what her appearance would do to his plan to usurp power What kind of impact? After all, the three disciples engraved Baidi's prophecy in their hearts. Therefore, he chose to strike preemptively - to reveal the past between himself and Shu Jingrong to the landlord intentionally or unintentionally. He expected that with Xiao Yiqing's inner sensitivity and suspicion, Ah Jing would definitely not be able to become the landlord's confidant in the building—besides, it is indeed very difficult for Ming'er to trust others, but relatively speaking, it is not easy for the two of them to trust each other. It is very easy for those in power to have doubts and mutual suspicion. His inference should have been correct. Unfortunately, at the last moment, as the prophecy said, he still died under the blood. Ah Jing was quiet for a while, and slowly stringed together the scattered fragments in his memory, confirming them one by one.All kinds of complicated emotions were floating in her eyes, and suddenly, she laughed again: "Lord, your courage is really not ordinary..." Gao Mengfei's ambition has never been deliberately concealed, but because of his love for talent, and because of his absolute confidence in his skills and control, Xiao Yiqing still gave him a high position in Tingxuelou, and employed this extremely dangerous genius——at the same time , and always be on guard against his backlash. During the civil strife in Tingxuelou, he arranged her as the last key to deal with the betrayed Gao Mengfei. In the final chaos of the rebellion, she pierced into the heart of Gao Mengfei, the host of the second floor, with a move of "Yishuiren Go", shattering that blood-stained dream. She thought that Xiao Yiqing didn't know about Qingyu and Qingming's past, so she arranged it like this - after all, in terms of martial arts, besides Xiao Yiqing and Gao Mengfei, she is the only one who is the tallest in Tingxue Tower, and the third floor master Nan Chu is gentle and sincere, and not good at lying , so I had to plan like this. However, the landlord actually knew it from the very beginning! Knowing this, how dangerous was he to make a move to suppress the rebellion... "It's very risky - but I won the bet, didn't I?" Coughing slightly, but listening to Master Xue laughing with joy, the hundreds of billions of stars seemed to float out of the sea again, shining with a thousand hectares of light, "I I bet you are not his accomplice, I bet you will not betray Tingxuelou." "If you lose, the poplar on your grave should be as thick as a hug." Even she couldn't help sighing.The vendettas in the rivers and lakes are cruel and ruthless. In order to stabilize Tingxuelou's position as the Supreme Master, he has put in so much effort to thwart so many incidents and conspiracies. "Ah Jing: I have always trusted you. I hope you can trust me too." He looked at the woman in scarlet clothes with sincere and deep eyes, and said every word solemnly. However, Ah Jing just clenched the Xuewei in his sleeve, and after a long time, he said softly: "Okay... let me try." Although he only heard such an answer, Tingxue Lou suddenly smiled, with a faint strange light on his sickly face, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." He stood up, looked at his busy people in the distance, and suddenly murmured with some sighs: "I really hope... I still have a lot of time." The woman in scarlet clothes was startled, and when he walked towards his subordinates, she suddenly asked the last question: "Since you know—then why did you deliberately send me to Southern Border to deal with the Moon Worship Sect? Aren't you afraid—" "I'm very scared." Xiao Yiqing's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she quickly cut off the words behind her.However, he smiled without looking back, and there was a lonely look in the smile: "I gambled again, but this time I was very afraid that I would lose the bet—so I regretted it, and rushed over overnight." After a pause, he finally turned his head and smiled slightly: "So...I'm really glad to see you still here." 他的笑容映入她眼中，阿靖心中蓦然有一种柔软的感觉，让她平日淡漠一切人的内心有些动摇：要如何对他说，在听说他要赶来的时候、她内心也是有喜悦意味的。 她的内心，竟然有过那样软弱的感情。 “为何……为何一定是拜月教？你从来不曾花不相等的代价来对付一个不值得征服的教派……你为何……一定要对付拜月教？”忍不住，她仍然提出了这个一直困扰的疑问。 竹径上，白衣公子回过头来看着她，嘴角有极度复杂的笑意，然而，眼神深处却忽然泛起了刀锋一样雪亮的光芒！仿佛有什么掩盖的幕布忽然被扯下，露出了峥嵘凌厉的内心。 “我恨它。”蓦地，萧忆情淡淡说了三个字，一字一顿，“就像你一定非常恨那岩山寨一样——我恨拜月教。就是如此。” 不等她从惊愕中体会他话语的深意，听雪楼主转过了身子，不再看她，淡漠地从碧水修竹中穿过：“我见过迦若了，真是非常可怕的对手。我不会为难你……在我和祭司对决的时候，请你置身事外。” 他最后留下的一句话在空气中荡漾，便如拂过树林的风。