Chapter 6 Chapter 5 People Lean on the First Floor

Five days have passed, and Xie Hongying has not returned to the Tripod Sword Pavilion. Shen Xun's expression remained calm, but the number of times he raised his head to look at the end of the avenue outside the door increased significantly. The Dingjiange was already bustling with activity. As soon as the Jianghu order came out, all sects and sects immediately took action, sending elites from their sect to help out.There was a lot of hustle and bustle everywhere, and the busy old leader Yan wanted to separate his body—although he was also worried about the safety of his only granddaughter, but as the leader, the old man didn't dare to face those martial arts people who were asking for news in surprise. Show any weakness.

"Hey, Ling'er is just a girl. There is no balance between good and evil, and the world's major affairs come first. How can I care about her?" It was said against his will that on the sixth day, a rider came from outside the Dingjiange, but it was Miss Yan who returned safely. Everyone rejoiced and went to look at the girl who was haggard and dusty but still had stubborn bright eyes. However, Yan Linger cried out under Shen Xun's gaze, and for the first time dared not bear her selfishness. The silent questioning gaze of the man who had admired him for many years—— "Sister Xie... In order to save me, sister Xie was trapped by the people in the magic palace and couldn't come back!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.Shen Xun's usual calm eyes changed, and he blurted out: "What?" "Sister Xie told you, don't care about her anymore, just treat her as dead..." It was the first time for the stubborn girl to cry so sadly in front of so many people, sobbing and repeating the girl's last words Repeatedly, "She said that you are a sensible person and know what to do." Hearing such resolute farewell words, the man in white suddenly smiled bitterly—— Yes, we are all sensible people.It's just...Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie, when it comes to choices, you have always been so absolutely relentless.It was like this ten years ago, and ten years later, it is still like this—however, how much strength and courage are needed for those who walk side by side with you.

"Everyone don't have to worry." He looked at the various sects around him who were talking about it. As the most famous swordsman in the arena, he calmed down the noise, "This time Xie Xia came back to the arena, I hoped to be able to help Dealing with the Demon Palace unexpectedly led to a tight siege—but everyone should not lower their morale because of this incident, let alone throw a mouse-eye and affect the overall situation because Xie Xiexia is trapped." After a pause, when everyone stopped to listen to him, Shen Xun gave a wry smile. The bitter smile made fine wrinkles appear in the corners of his eyes: "Don't worry about her anymore. Everyone should go all out and make a comeback." The magic palace is expelled from the Central Plains!"

The old alliance leader Yan on one side must be looking at the successor of the alliance that he has been counting on for a long time in his heart, and seeing the words uttered from the mouth of the man who has just passed the age, the old man's eyes suddenly have indescribable sadness—perhaps, the past few years. The young people have been refusing to take over the Jianghu League, and they are afraid of the current dilemma, right?However, the current catastrophe cannot be avoided after all. "Expel the devil's palace!" "The righteous way must win!" All factions responded to his words one after another. Most of the elites sent here were young people who had never experienced the bloody battle twenty years ago—the world had been peaceful for a long time, and suddenly there was a big enemy. There is a go-ahead excitement and eagerness to try.However, Shen Xun could vaguely foresee the blood red behind the battle that had just kicked off.

Another ten years passed.The reappearance of the Great Bright Palace in the Central Plains this time will definitely not retreat silently like it did ten years ago. However, the sword is not out of its sheath, Xiaoxie, you don't know what is going on... I thought that after the snow lotus was delivered, that child would not deal with you again, so I just said "go and come back" at that time , Let you go to Longtan and Tiger's Lair alone with the beauty sword. ——If I had known early on that the young lord's purpose was not with the beauty sword, but to trap you, no matter what, I would not have let you go to Huangshan to meet the appointment, and I would go with you with the sword go to the same return.

"Shen Xun, no matter what, you can always understand me." It was as if she had heard the laughter of the old days in her ears. The woman in plain clothes looked at him, and there was still such a light and warm feeling in her eyes that were slightly tired after experiencing too many things in the world. Yes, I understand what you mean, and I understand the decision I need to make at this moment, and I will stick to it. ——However, Xiao Xie, can we really all understand ourselves? As Shen Xun expected, the bloody battle between the Demon Palace and the ten martial arts sects in the Central Plains, which will make a comeback after twenty years, has just kicked off.

Obviously, they came prepared after many years of silence. This time, under the leadership of the young master Fang Jie, the Da Guangming Palace swept the entire martial arts world.Taking advantage of the various factions sending elites to Dingjiange, the young master of the Demon Palace did not go to Dingjiange to fight the Jianghu League head-on, but quickly dispatched two guardians of Fire Wing and Bingling to lead the troops to attack Hengshan, Huashan, The three factions of Kongtong were caught off guard. The Jianghu League has a complex organization and a large number of personnel. The veterans of the martial arts have different opinions on how to deal with the magic palace.By the time the masters of the top ten sects finally assembled in the Tripod Jiange, the news of the bloodbath of the other three sects had already spread.

At that time, there were only twenty-seven days before the rumors of the reappearance of the Limo Palace broke out. Among the three sects, Mount Heng and Mount Hua were wiped out by Huo Yi and Bing Lin, the guardians on the left and right of the Demon Palace, leaving no one alive.Only the Kongtong faction, a month later, there are still blood-stained disciples who survived the catastrophe and rushed into the Dingjiange. People from various sects in the pavilion gathered around to support them, but they were shocked to see that those who fled back had their hands and tendons cut off, and they were already useless—however, although the head of the sect was killed and the main hall was burned down, the disciples of the Kongtong sect escaped after all. The bad luck of extermination.

"Didn't the young master of the Demon Palace personally lead the Kongtong sect? How could you escape?" Old leader Yan saw all the injuries and disabilities in the hall, but his doubts did not diminish by half, "Could it be a fraud? " "That young master... that young master's kung fu is simply not human! Terrible... terrible. Both the master and the senior brother were killed..." Intermittently, the Kongtong disciple who rushed in tried to speak, recounting the tragic situation that day, " The devil originally ordered to kill all the disciples of this sect...but, at that time, it seemed that someone said a word, and he ordered to stop."

"Like?" Such an ambiguous retelling made people from all factions even more suspicious, and kept asking, "Who is it?" "I can't see clearly...in the sedan chair...the person speaking seems to be a woman." The injury was serious, bleeding profusely, and the voice of the disciple of the Kongtong Sect became as blurred as his mind, "Wearing a veil...so, so I can't see clearly ..." "Ah?" Before I could ask again, surrounded by the crowd, the disciple had passed out due to excessive blood flow. "What girl... talking nonsense. How could that little devil change his mind just because of a single sentence?" Xia Xing, the head of Qingcheng next to him, was annoyed—although Qingcheng is one of the top ten sects, it has been in power in recent years. Wei Wei, hearing that the Demon Palace had re-entered the Central Plains at this time, thought to himself that his sect was weak, Xia Xing simply sealed the gate, and brought all his disciples to the Tripod Sword Pavilion. "That's right." Qingyi, the chief disciple of the Emei Sect next to him, responded and stood up with his sword. "This group of Kongtong disciples who fled back, we'd better take care of them first, so as not to be deceitful." Regardless of the angry protests of those Kongtong disciples covered in blood, some disciples in the Jianghu League have already taken those people away forcibly. "Stop." Suddenly, a white-clothed man came out more and stopped the group of wounded who were forcibly dragged away, and said calmly, "They must not be lying... Take them to treat the wounds first, don't delay." "Mr. Shen?" Seeing Shen Xun's opening, all the Jiang Hu people dared not protest - after all, the reputation of the best sword in the world is not for bragging, and this is also a person who is currently favored by the old leader Yan Lei.Immediately, some other people came out to help the group of Kongtong disciples who managed to escape with their lives back down. "Nephew Shen Xian, why did you see it?" It was difficult to refute Shen Xun's opinion in public, and while the crowd was gone, the old leader Yan called Shen Xun and asked in a low voice, "How can you be sure that those Kongtong disciples who escaped did not question?" "It's Xiao Xie." Shen Xun lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said softly as if talking to himself, "She's still alive after all." Another maple leaf fell down.The woman in plain clothes stretched out her hand, gently caught it, and lowered her head to look at the fallen leaves.The leaves and stems are all broken, as if cut by an invisible sword. There was a thin song in his ear, Xie Hongying turned his head and glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who was sitting on the maple tree. The maple leaves are like fire, hiding the twenty-year-old boy.He was hurt because of a fight with the head of Kongtong Wu Shensui a few days ago. His face was pale, and he was thinning a leaf, curling it up and blowing it on his lips.Leaning his head on the tree trunk, he closed his eyes slightly, as if enjoying this rare moment away from killing. However, even at such a moment, the young man still retained a strong sword aura and murderous aura. Although the song he blew out was a low tune, the maple leaves all over the tree fell to the ground in the invisible sword aura, like red rain. This child seems to be a string that is tense all the time, giving people a sense of danger and anxiety. She's only twenty years old...but that kind of martial arts is actually better than anyone she's ever seen! On the top of Huangshan that day, the setting sun slowly took away the afterglow from the earth. The swords of the magic palace in front of her were like the ocean, and warm red rays of light reflected on the cold and white waves. She heard the young master of the magic palace calling her "Sister Xie", with strange dark blue eyes, said to her: "If you win, I will let you go." Before she finished her words, she raised her long body, and the sword in her hand shone coldly.The disciples of the Demon Palace obeyed the master's instructions and actually stood aside to watch the battle.She didn't dare to be careless at all, pointing her toes together and making fierce moves, just like a petrel flying on the top of the waves, fighting with the young man holding the hero's red swords. However, the martial arts of that twenty-year-old boy was far superior to her original expectation. Fang Jie's swordsmanship is very exquisite, and the subtleties are somewhat similar to Shen Xun's Mengxun swordsmanship. However, the most weird thing is his internal force. He felt that every time he took a sword, the blood in his chest surged. ——The most terrible thing is that every time she takes a sword, the long sword in her hand is shattered every inch! For the first time, she experienced Shen Xun's feelings when she was fighting with herself. She could only rely on her ingenuity to avoid confrontation with the long sword in his hand. The children took one in their hands.Perhaps because of the young master's order, those people actually allowed her to snatch her sword away without any resistance. ——However, even so, the long swords in her hand were still broken one by one.After a hundred moves, her tiger's mouth was shattered and bleeding, and on the top of Huangshan Mountain, there was no usable sword in sight! Just like that hesitating, the long sword was like the wind, and the heroic sword of the young master of the Demon Palace had already touched her side neck. The center of her brows was as red as blood because of the Heavenly Man Art, and the boy's pupils were also a strange dark blue in the opposite direction.For a long time, under her unwavering gaze, as if pressed by a mighty force, the sword of the Demon Palace Young Master slowly left her side neck, pointing down to the ground. "Sister Xie...what am I going to do with you?" The young man's deep blue eyes were painful and dazed, even with a hint of pleading, "I can't kill you, and I don't want to lock you up or rape you." Gu... Little sister Xie, what should I do with you?" The threatening sword energy faded from his cheeks, but Xie Hongying was a little stunned when he heard such childish words, and said lightly: "Then let me go back." "No!" The eyes of the young master of the Demon Palace suddenly turned green, full of murderous intent, and he almost gritted his teeth, "I won't let you go! I won't let you go back to Shen Xun's side! ——I want kill him!" "Then you kill me first." Xie Hongying looked at him indifferently. It was not the eyes of an opponent, but the eyes of an adult looking at a young man. She didn't seem to mind the desperate situation now, " If you can't do it, let them kill me." "No!" The young man became even more nervous, and he swiped forward with the hero sword in his hand, and said sharply, "Who dares to kill you? Who dares!——If you want to kill you, step on my corpse first!" "Xiao Jie." Looking helplessly at the nervous young man in front of him, Xie Hongying sighed slightly, then suddenly remembered, and suggested, "That's it... If you promise not to kill Shen Xun, I will stay. " "No!" The third "No" spit out from the mouth of the young master of the Demon Palace decisively, with murderous look in his eyes, "I want to kill him not only for the revenge of my elder brother, but also for my master, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace. I must kill him!" "Palace Master Tianzun?" The name that shocked the martial arts twenty years ago came out of the young man's mouth, which still surprised Xie Hongying. She didn't expect that Shen Xun would be the one who was killed by the Demon Palace. She asked in surprise, "Why? He wants to kill Shen Xun? Judging by Shen Xun's age, he wouldn't have anything to do with that incident twenty years ago!" "Heh, heh..." The young master of the Demon Palace suddenly smiled strangely, and looked at the other party, "Sister Xie, it seems that he has some things that he has kept from even you." Xie Hongying was taken aback, but before she could ask any more questions, the boy's eyes shone brightly, as if he had thought of some good idea, and pointed at the corpse under the cliff—it was the corpse of the Huangshan Sword Sect disciple who was massacred the day before, and was thrown into the Under the cliff, piled up.The blood that flowed out from those disciples dyed the rock wall dark red. Facing such a bloody scene, the young master of the Demon Palace had joy in his eyes, and suggested: "Sister Xie, is this okay? If you agree to stay, then if you stay for a day, I will kill one of you—" OK?" Originally, I was already defeated by the opponent's sword, and I was allowed to be slaughtered, but I didn't want the young master of the Demon Palace in front of me to beg so humbly and put forward such conditions. The rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared from the earth, she pondered for a long time, before the last ray of afterglow disappeared, she nodded. "Sister Xie." Perhaps because the murderous aura could not be controlled, the leaves around his lips were blown apart. The young master of the Demon Palace impatiently threw the leaves in his hand, and turned to see Su Su who was looking at him under the tree. The woman in clothes, with an uncontrollable smile in her eyes, jumped down from the tree, "You're here? Look, I'm giving you a gift." In the hands of the young master of the Demon Palace was a small sword, green in color and chilly. "This is Huashan's most treasured treasure, the Sword of Extinguishing Soul, presented to me by Ice Scale Guardian—" The young man looked at Xie Hongying, eager to see a trace of joy in the woman's indifferent eyes, "Do you like it?" "I like it. It's really good... It's like going back to the time when I was a girl - no one has given me a gift for so many years. You are so interesting." Xie Hongying responded lightly, smiling, "But I saw you put the forty Multiple Kongtong disciples, I prefer." She casually picked up the sword and looked at it. Where the internal force reached, the long sword gave a soft moan. She nodded and put the sword down: "It's a good sword. It's just not as good as the Beauty Sword." The face of the young master of the Demon Palace froze, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and the look in his eyes darkened, and he said softly for a long time: "No... Miss Xie, I can give you everything else, but Hongyanjian is not Can." After a pause, there was anxiety and sadness in the young man's eyes that couldn't be concealed: "That day in Huangshan, with such an ordinary sword, my sister could fight me beyond 300 moves - if you have a beautiful sword in your hand, little sister Xie... If you want to leave, I'm afraid I can't stop you." Xie Hongying looked back suddenly, but her expression was calm, and she looked at the young man in front of her: "Xiao Jie, what do you think of me?—Although I am not a hero, I never regret what I said. I promised As long as you kill one less person every day, I'll stay—do you think I'm a person who broke my promise!" Like a child being reprimanded, the young master of the Demon Palace, who is so powerful and who takes human life like his back, didn't dare to refute for a while, but just lowered his head, but there was joy in his eyes. "Sister Xie..." For a moment, the young man seemed to muster up his courage and raised his head, "Will you marry me?" Startled by such sudden words, Xie Hongying was startled, but couldn't help laughing—the wound on her face had just healed, and this smile made her heart and lungs hurt. She immediately tensed her face, looking at The Kid: "You're so funny. Stop kidding." Such a contemptuous tone made the young master of the Demon Palace suddenly angry, the young man's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth secretly.When Xie Hongying turned around to leave, her wrist tightened suddenly, and she was pulled staggeringly. Xie Hongying was already angry, but when she turned her head and saw the terribly bright eyes of the young man, she was secretly startled. The young man's left hand was astonishingly cold, but the strength in his hand was also astonishingly strong. Was crushed. "I, no, yes, play, play, laugh!" The eyes of the young master of the Demon Palace suddenly turned dark blue again, and he said each word, and pulled out the pendant from his neck with his right hand, "Look! What is this? Ten years... It's been ten years!" The plain-clothed woman looked back in surprise, where her eyes were focused, a spirit bead glowed softly between the blue clothes. "Ah...you, you still have it?" Xie Hongying was stunned and blurted out, but her gaze could no longer be restrained and she looked at the twenty-year-old boy in front of her—he really meant it. "Sister Xie, do you blame me for ruining half of your face?" Seeing her hesitating, the young master of the Demon Palace grabbed her hand even more eagerly, his fingers were like ice, and his voice trembled slightly due to nervousness, "But this It's what I promised my brother to do! It's not what I thought... If, if my sister doesn't forgive me, then I'll cut off half of my face, okay?" Before Xie Hongying could answer, he was still holding her with one hand, but with the other he quickly grabbed the Soul Slayer Sword. "Stop!" Seeing that something was wrong, Xie Hongying shot like lightning and instantly grabbed the wrist of the young master of the Demon Palace, his right hand was as hot as fire.However, despite this, the Miehun Sword has already drawn a bloodstain on his cheek, and the woman's calm eyes can't hide the shock, "God!...Xiao Jie, are you crazy? Are you joking with your life?" "I'm not crazy! I'm not joking!" The boy couldn't hold back any longer and shouted explosively, trying to break free from her hand, "Don't always treat me like a child! I'm twenty, I'm not a child anymore! I like You, ten years, already ten years!" "Then, it was wrong from the very beginning." Unshaken by that fierce tone, Xie Hongying let go of the young man's hand, but at the same time broke her own hand away from him, and replied calmly, "When you were ten years old, you I'm still young, the person in your eyes is not the real me—that's an illusion." "My own feelings, I don't need you to judge for me!" The young master of the Demon Palace's eyes turned dark blue again, and he grabbed her hand vigorously, preventing her from breaking free, but his tone was as firm as iron, as if nothing Regardless, "Sister, you marry me! Like me! - I will treat you well!" "How is it possible..." Xie Hongying smiled helplessly, shaking her head, as if she didn't know what to say to this stubborn young man, "I'm eight years older than you, and Xiao Jie in my memory has always been ten years old What about your child... I'm sorry, I can't accept it." Such an answer made the face of the young master of the Demon Palace pale quickly, as if being cut by an invisible sharp sword, the maple leaves fell one after another, but as soon as they flew close to his side three feet, they were suddenly smashed to pieces! "Is it...is it Shen Xun? Is it because of Shen Xun!" There was a terrible light in the eyes of the young master of the Demon Palace, and he sneered, "Ten years ago he snatched you from the elder brother, and ten years later, you will have to pay for it." Take you away from me! I killed him...I want to kill him! That guy shouldn't live in this world at all!" The blue color in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, but the boy's face was getting paler and paler. He laughed loudly, and his hands trembled involuntarily when he said such harsh words.The young master of the Demon Palace held down his right hand with his left hand in some fear, but the trembling became stronger and stronger. With a "ding", the right hand couldn't hold the Miehun sword and fell to the ground. "Xiao Jie?" Seeing that the strange blue color in the young man's eyes seemed to be out of control, Xie Hongying knew something was wrong—suddenly remembered that the young man's left and right hands just now, one was as cold as ice while the other was scalding hot Like fire!There was a sudden ominous feeling in my heart.But before she could get close, Fang Jie staggered back a step, as if something was tearing his body apart, with a terrifying expression. "Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie!" Seeing the painful look on the young man's face, she couldn't help running over, but before she hugged him, he had already collapsed—one half of his body was cold, while the other half was hot . "Xiao Xie, little sister Xie..." Because of the pain, at the last moment of trance, he couldn't help grabbing what he could, and holding it hard.Muttering her name in her mouth, her body trembled from the severe pain: "I'm going to die." "You won't die, you won't die." His fingers scratched bloodstains on the back of her hand, but Xie Hongying grabbed the boy's hand instead and comforted her repeatedly. Gradually, there was worry in her eyes—— "I saw him sitting in the glacier and practiced his sword with luck. It is obvious that there are signs of being possessed: half of his body is covered with ice and snow, while the river water on the other half of his body is slightly bubbling and boiling - ice and fire are frying each other. It seems that it is mostly practice. In the time of internal strength, I went astray." Shen Xun's description of Fang Liuyuan's situation before his death echoed in his ears again, Xie Hongying trembled, and quickly lifted Fang Jie's head from his arms, and pressed his fingers on his left and right temples - the blood under the temples was throbbing, It seemed to break through the skin and burst open.The contrast between the icy cold and the fiery heat made her secretly startled.Thinking about it, it was the series of fights recently that triggered the long-dormant disease in the young man's body. "Sister Xie, sister Xie..." It seemed that he was not at all worried about his current situation and that the enemy woman around him would take advantage of him. Clutching her wrist, he refused to relax a little bit, "I'm going to die." "Don't talk nonsense," Xie Hongying struggled to free a hand and pressed it on the back of his heart. There was a red shadow between his brows, and he secretly used the Heaven and Man Art, "You will be fine, Xiao Jie. Don't talk yet." Under the maple tree, the red was falling like rain, and the two guardians, Fire Wing and Ice Scale who rushed over, were shocked to see the two sitting next to each other under the tree.The young master's face was pale and uncertain, as if he was asleep, leaning against the arms of the veiled woman, he fell asleep quietly.