Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

The lights on Silu Peak were brightly lit, and it was even more noisy than Suixin Peak. For a while, even Zhao Qingmu, who was far away on Lancang Peak, was startled, and rushed to Silu Peak in the dark.

"Why is there a faint smell of blood in the air?" Zhao Qingmu frowned, lowered the tip of his sword, and searched the woods under Si Lu Peak.

As soon as he landed, the smell of blood became stronger. Zhao Qingmu held the saber "Lan Sheng" in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

A wet hand covered his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.It was a sword, and someone put the sword across his neck.

Such a high level of cultivation, such a fast skill.

Before he finished being surprised, the bloody smell from that wet hand almost made him vomit again.

"I'm sorry, I just covered the wound with my hand and didn't wipe it." Lu Xingchen felt that Zhao Qingmu wanted to vomit, so he quickly removed his hand, but the sword was still on his neck.

"vomit--"

"That's enough, it's fine if you can't spit it out." Lu Xingchen patted his face with his sword, "Quickly, hand over the icicle you brought with you, otherwise, I'll kill you."

Congealed?It turned out that he was injured by Junior Brother Jianran's Yuqing Sword, and the wound could not heal by itself, and Ning Bingsan, which was specially used to treat Yuqingjian's wounds, was only carried by the master.Who the hell is this person who trespassed on Si Lufeng without permission, has a high level of cultivation, and knows so much about the Lingfeng faction?

Zhao Qingmu handed out the Ning Bing powder, while secretly accumulating strength, ready to capture him.

"Don't guess, it's me." Lu Xingchen pulled off the black cloth, not bothering to deal with Zhao Qingmu anymore, he resumed his original clear voice, "If you think about it any longer, I will die."

Zhao Qingmu turned back in shock, Lu Xingchen put down the sword in his hand, took the medicine that Zhao Qingmu handed in mid-air, and slammed it on his wound.Zhao Qingmu saw a three-inch gash in Lu Xingchen's abdomen. It wasn't deep, but the blood flowed continuously. The surrounding clothes were also torn apart by the sword energy, revealing his jade-white skin.

Zhao Qingmu felt that he was being rude and should not look any further, so he coughed and turned his eyes away.

Zhao Qingmu wiped the blood from his face, "Brother Xingchen, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xingchen closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while before opening his eyes, "Don't ask, send me back to Luoxia Peak."

Zhao Qingmu paused for a moment, not understanding what he meant and the current situation. It was because of this moment of hesitation that Lu Xingchen urged and reprimanded him, "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you going to do, hurry up, Moji is dead. You are going to be chased down. You are also like this when you usually handle affairs??? No wonder the sect is so chaotic after the handover of the master!"

"Oh, oh." Zhao Qingmu called out Lan Shengjian, pulled Lu Xingchen up and rushed to his residence in Luoyan Peak.

As soon as the two of them landed in the sky above Luoxia Peak, Lu Xingchen couldn't wait for Zhao Qingmu to press his sword, so he took a step down first, staggered into the room, turned around and saw Zhao Qingmu also came in, frowned and said: " Go back and do your thing, what are you doing standing there?"

Zhao Qingmu oh-oh again, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Lu Xingchen stopped him. Although Lu Xingchen was bleeding heavily, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark, he still kept his spirits up, "I'll ask you, I will ask Elder Si Lufeng later. Why are you late, what did you say?"

"I relieve myself?"

Lu Xingchen shook his head.

"I'm lost?"

"Zai, Dad is very disappointed in you." Lu Xingchen said, "Just tell the truth, you met a masked man at the foot of the mountain, and you let him run away after fighting. You chased him for a while, and then turned back after getting lost."

Such half-truths are the most believable lies.

"Okay, senior brother Xingchen, then I'll go first." Zhao Qingmu bowed and said goodbye.

Lu Xingchen held his forehead, fell on the bed and passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xingchen was pushed awake again. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was Ling Yao.

Since the elder Yu Yanxian of Luoxia Peak left, very few people would take the initiative to visit Luoxia Peak.

"Get up and drink the medicine." Ling Yao avoided Lu Xingchen's gaze, and handed him the medicine. The dark brown medicine juice in the porcelain bowl swirled along the edge of the bowl, emitting a faint bitter taste.

"Now that we are investigating people in various peaks, it's not easy for the head brother to show him face. You need to recover quickly. If you are found out, we will not be able to protect you."

Lu Xingchen nodded, and drank the dark brown concoction in the bowl sullenly.

"Why is it like being crazy, targeting me like this?" Lu Xingchen put down the medicine bowl.

"You don't know? He has always been secretly in love with Senior Sister Liulan. Since she was assassinated by the Demon Sect, she has become a lot more paranoid. For example, she hates the Demon Sect and everything related to the Demon Sect."

Lu Xingchen was puzzled, "There are so many people who have a crush on Liulan? You, Zhao Qingmu, and Guran?"

"Don't you also have a crush on her? Otherwise, why did you give her the Qiming Sword?" Ling Yao said angrily.

"No, she is pleasing to the eye, and Qimingjian's sword poem has her name in it, which is quite suitable for her." Lu Xingchen waved his hand.

"Oh, I'm still jealous," Lu Xingchen tilted his head to look at Ling Yao, "Why, now that they have children, do you still have a chance?"

Ling Yao didn't speak, slammed the door and left.

-

On March [-], Hugh Mu.

Lu Xingchen was about to recover from his injuries, but there was always a big rock in his heart that didn't fall, hanging like this, he was extremely irritable.After thinking about it, he still decided to write a letter to the deputy envoy Miao. If something really happened one day, he had already explained everything in the teaching, and he would not be too late to prevent mistakes.

He wrote a short letter at his desk and placed it in a dark compartment on the bookshelf.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Lu Xingchen withdrew his hand, and asked who it was.

"Si Lufeng, Gu Ran."

Sure enough, he was still found.

Lu Xingchen said indifferently, "Junior Brother is really a distinguished guest who only comes once in 800 years. What's the matter?"

"Brother Xingchen, please open the door."

Lu Xingchen tidied up his clothes, walked to the door, and opened the wooden door. The moment he saw the ice lotus on Jianran's forehead, the almost healed wound on his abdomen began to ache, as if some force collided in his body.

"Brother Xingchen." Ji Ran saluted Lu Xingchen before saying, "Brother must have heard about someone trespassing on Si Lufeng before, and that's why Ji Ran came here."

"I didn't hear anything about it." Lu Xingchen leaned against the door and said lazily.

Jian Ran lowered his head and said: "Senior brother is diligent in cultivation, so I think he should not be interested in these things, it's because Jian Ran speculates wildly."

"Then, I won't see you off." Lu Xingchen raised his hand as a gesture of seeing off the guests, and was about to close the door.

"Senior brother, please wait a moment, I have a merciless request." Jin Ran said.

"Since it's an unfeeling invitation, why bother?" Lu Xingchen looked at him with a smile.

"Although there is a set of sword moves that I am not very proficient in, I often hear that senior brother Xingchen occasionally guides the younger brothers and sisters in the sect, so I also want to ask my senior brother to give me some pointers."

Lu Xingchen didn't want to agree to Jianran at first, but he also thought that his refusal was actually trying to cover up, but he didn't do it, which might arouse his suspicion in vain.

"Ok."

Ji Ran walked to the martial arts training courtyard in Luoxia Peak, pulled out the Yuqing Sword, Lu Xingchen stood aside holding the sword and looked at him, and said, "Let's start."

"Big brother, please dismantle the move with me."

When Jiran said these words, he obviously felt that the wind around him stopped blowing his sleeves and Lu Xingchen's red-gold hairband no longer.But only for a moment, this stillness was broken by Lu Xingchen's chuckle.

"Why don't you try to induce that qi now?"

Ji Ran's expression was shocked, that day at Si Lufeng, when he scratched the trespasser with the Yuqing Sword, he also injected a breath of his own into the other party's body, and kept hiding it, only to find his At that time, he can be killed in an instant.

Now it seems that the trespasser is Lu Xingchen.

Jianran drew out that air without hesitation.

He saw that the color of the cloth in front of Lu Xingchen's abdomen gradually darkened, and there was a bloody smell coming out, but Lu Xingchen was still standing on the spot with his sword in his arms.

In an instant, the light of the Qiming sword shone on his face, he was terrified, and immediately ran away with the sword.

Lu Xingchen covered his abdomen with his pale palm, propped his sword on the ground, and slowly moved back to his room.

----

Ling Yao came to see Lu Xingchen almost every two days, but this time, he was shut out by Lu Xingchen.

"Guan said that you are a spy of the Devil's Cult."

Ling Yao put down his red hand that had already knocked on the door, and said in a low voice.

"I saw you leading a group of demons that day."

"But I don't believe it, and neither does the brother in charge."

"If you have any difficulties, just say it, and we will help you."

Lu Xingchen leaned behind the door, raised his eyes to look at the glazed lantern hanging on the beam, and the brilliance reflected through the lampshade flowed all over the ground.

Later, Si Lufeng, who had no right to intervene in the sect, came down with a punishment order, and Zhao Qingmu quarreled with the elder for the first time in his life.

However, after this quarrel, Lu Xingchen's life could barely be saved.

Ling Yao was in charge of the sentence, and he was imprisoned. Lu Xingchen's cultivation base was abolished, his soul was scattered into another world, and his mind was chaotic.

Zhao Qingmu opened a new peak for Ling Yao, named: Baizhang Peak.Lu Xingchen, who lost consciousness, was imprisoned here forever. Ling Yao was the master of Baizhang Peak, and his sword of traveling far was famous all over the world.

-

Lu Xingchen was dressed in plain white long clothes, and was kneeling in the room. The warm sunlight from outside the window shone in and fell on his pale face. His black hair was loose and winding on the white marble floor tiles, like a statue of a god who had been displaced.

After a long time, he turned his eyes and stared at his bloodless fingertips instead of the empty wall in front of him.

"who I am?"