The whole world is my enemy

Guiyin can understand all the behaviors of Sangbuliu, after all, they are on opposite sides, but this does not mean that she can forgive the so-called friends for deceiving again and again.Chu Xiyao's figure had already disappeared from his eyes, Gui Yin picked up the Yunmeng Token, sneered and said, "What do you think Chu Xiyao intends?"

"How do I know?" Yan Ge glanced at Gui Yin, and snorted softly, "Maybe she came to repay her kindness, but even if the Gaotang Heart Sutra is hidden in the Yunmeng Ling, it is of no use to us. You keep it Let’s remember it, maybe I can still think of Chu Xiyao who came to the opposite station to give tokens from time to time.”

"What are you talking about?" Gui Yin frowned.

Yan Ge just snorted coldly, and then said after a long while: "Sang Buliu and Chu Xiyao said they were fleeing all the way, but they were secretly helped by Chu Yunmu, and the meeting with the Shending Sect was a mistake, but others The masters who went to Chaomu Gate were invited by them according to Chu Yunmu's order, how many have you met?"

"En." Guiyin nodded, and suddenly remembered something. She looked at Yan Ge with her head tilted, and saw some doubts on her face, and then said slowly, "I was in Qianjiang that day, was it you?" Pretending to be Xiao Wangchen? You saved Master Shanjue." Yan Ge was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Guiyin would find out about this matter, and the words Master Shanjue fell into his ears, only endless regret and regret, With a long sigh, she replied: "It's me, I sometimes pretend to be Wangchen. The purpose of keeping Master Shanjue is to let him and Chaomumen deal with my father. I didn't expect that Aunt Wei would also We rushed to Sang's house and bought Shanjue, which made a big mistake."

Gui Yin's face turned cold suddenly, that incident was always a thorn in her heart, as long as she touched it lightly, her heart would be bloody.The only way to deal with such pain is to be silent. Yan Ge understood her thoughts, and sat on one side without speaking, just watching Gui Yin quietly and tenderly.The regrets of the past can no longer be changed, but the present and the future are firmly in his hands.

When Xiao Wangchen came back, the light and light footsteps still broke the silence in the room, Guiyin struggled out of the pain, she quickly glanced at Xiao Wangchen, then lowered her eyes again.But Yan Ge asked softly, "Are you back? Have you seen Xiao Hongxiu?"

"You should calm down from that murderous intention." Xiao Wangchen's eyes changed, she sat down on one side, frowned at Yan Ge, and said, "Xie Xiaolou committed suicide, and Hongxiu wants to follow Ji Jiang It's good to go back to the Divine Cauldron Sect, at least she won't get involved in this arena."

"Do you think she will leave?" Yan Ge smiled with a sneer on his face. "The Xilou Sword Sect has fallen to the current state, how could Xiao Hongxiu be reconciled? She won't leave."

"I will go." Xiao Wangchen replied firmly, even if she didn't want to go, let her leave here. It is a dilemma to choose between two sisters, and she doesn't want to make a choice.

"You are still too naive, do you think Xiao Hongxiu will treat you differently after you help her?" Yan Ge snorted softly, "She only saw how we wiped out the Eight Swords Nine Heroes and the Xilou Sword School, she I don't know if it's because of you that she was spared many times from being killed." Yan Ge would not let Xiao Hongxiu go again and again because of the blood relationship that was as thin as white water, her heart was so cold.

"I don't want to talk about this matter with you." Xiao Wangchen said firmly, every discussion would cause unnecessary disputes because of disagreement of ideas, and to be honest, she was a little tired.Yan Ge still changed more or less, the coldness and sarcasm seemed to be condensed on his face, perhaps only when he was facing Gui Yin would he show that tenderness.She breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her two fingers and kneaded her temples, and then said, "Eight Swords and Nine Heroes' affairs are over, there is only the last Chaomu Gate left. Instead of waiting for the Chaomu Gate people Instead of attacking, we might as well take the initiative to attack."

Chaomumen was in Yunmengze, but when Chu Yunmu captured Huanxisha in the second battle, they didn't leave.No one is more familiar with the layout and structure of Huanxi Sand than Yan Ge. When Chu Yunmu was showing off his abilities and achievements, it was inevitable that a small negligence would cause irreparable losses.

On the night of March and Five, there are guests coming to the door.The full moon is like a jade plate, and the clear light is like flowing water.There are still remnants of the bitter wind and rain last time in my memory, but now it is full of spring.But this spring night must be stained red with blood.Guiyin is actually very tired, she has been tired of this life for a long time, the knife in her hand became weak, but she still cut the throat of the person who came forward.As soon as you step into the courtyard, the scene under the red lanterns suddenly becomes austere and bleak like autumn and winter. A bluestone road is divided into seven paths, leading to the seven halls of Huanxisha respectively. A flag of Chaomumen is planted on each side of the road. .

"Seven Killing Formation." Gui Yin frowned and muttered, no wonder Chu Yunmu dared to stay here blatantly, and she didn't know where she invited someone who was good at formation.Gu Hanshan, Ren Qingshan and his party were all sent out by Yan Ge to do other things, and only the Seven Killers of Wangchen Pavilion remained here.After pondering for a while, Gui Yin said, "Yan Ge, you and Pavilion Master Xiao stay here, and I and the others will each go our own way."

Yan Ge murmured his lips, and finally answered with one word: "Okay."

Stepping on the familiar road has a different state of mind. This winding path leads to Qingshan Hall.Every plant and every tree formed an array, and in this dark night, a person would jump out of nowhere.The rustling sound pierced into the eardrums, and the lights hanging on the tree went out one by one, only the stream of clear moon lingered on the ground.However, how could there be two moons in the sky?two?No, it's three, four!As if the sky and the earth were spinning before his eyes, Gui Yin suddenly stopped in his tracks, holding the handle of the knife tightly.

Pu Chi A sound of breaking wind came from the left, and his eyes also glanced at that point of darkness, Gui Yin hurriedly dodged to the right, feeling a pain in his arm.There was a tear in the sleeve, and the wound on the arm was red in the moonlight.The false and real dark darts hit the arms and legs... She swung the knife imperceptibly, and there were several jingling sounds, but she still couldn't identify the enemy's position.This round of dark darts stopped suddenly, but it didn't mean everything was stopped.Under the moonlight, a woman holding a heavy 25-string harp walked out, and it was divided into two, three, and four in an instant!Gui Yin took a deep breath, looked at those rounds of moonlight, and at the same people under the moonlight.

"Xiang Ling drums." Gui Yin murmured.

"Yes." A voice was divided into four when it exited.

The desolate and mournful twittering was mixed with a majestic inner strength, like a magic sound that lingered in one's ears. It was probably not a true skill that was revealed on the long street that day, but more of a temptation. "He is good at drumming clouds and harps, and often hears about the spirit of the emperor. Feng Yikong dances by himself, and the guests of Chu are unbearable. The bitter tune is sad for gold and stone, and the clear sound is in the dark. Cangwu comes to complain, and Bai Zhi moves the fragrance. Flowing water spreads Xiangpu, sorrow The wind passes through the Dongting. At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are many green peaks on the river." In this chilling formation, Ren Xiangling opened his voice, and in a trance, people felt that this little girl was the goddess of Xiangshui, and he was looking for it hard. The traveler, in the "the end of the song, no one sees, the river is full of peaks and green", has infinite regret and resentment.Feng Yi, the god of water, didn't understand Xiang Ling's sorrow, and danced wildly with the song, but in the end it could only be a word of "empty".Do you want to be the water god who dances wildly, or become the Chuke who understands the grievance of Xiangling and immerses himself in it?In this bleak weather, the sorrowful wind is like a blade, and there are thousands of murderous intentions hidden, and the knife of Guiyin has fallen from his hand.

Besieged among the four moons and four people playing the zither, listening to the sad song repeatedly in the ear, even if you are in seclusion, you will not be able to avoid being distracted by the sad song.Suddenly a old bird was startled flying, and the shadow collided with three moons, knocking out a void.At the moment when the sharp blade hidden in the singing approached, Gui Yin suddenly came back to his senses.The palm wind hit the treetops, only a few bang bang bangs were heard, the shattered bronze mirror fell from the tree, and the rippling fake moon disappeared in an instant, and the three fake people finally became one. one.The mirror and the moonlight created a deceptive illusion, and Ren Xiangling's singing has a deceptive power, which can no longer be heard.

The sad sword is hidden in Ren Xiangling's sad poems and songs.

Then give her a beautiful poem and a beautiful knife light.

The 25th string broke instantly, Ren Xiangling's fingertips flew, and the thin and delicate string actually held the heavy knife.She drew a thin and long sword from her harp, and her figure was as erratic as the god of Xiangshui.Xiangling plays the harp, but Ren Xiangling is not only good at playing the harp, her sword and swordsmanship are both called "Nine Chapters", she is a very good swordsman.

The moment the saber and sword intersected, the two retreated sharply, and the se, which had fallen from Ren Xiangling's hand, suddenly shattered into pieces.Ren Xiangling's sword had a silver-white, slender light flowing, while Guiyin held the sword in both hands and yawned lazily.

"The sword is good, and the sword technique is better." Ren Xiangling opened his mouth, his voice was thin and soft.

"Sword is good, poetry is better." Gui Yin raised his eyebrows and replied calmly.

Sometimes silence is also a kind of confrontation, but we still have to wait for someone to break the silence first.Ren Xiangling flipped the hand holding the sword slightly, and she began to sing in a low voice: "If you can't do it, you will be barbarian, and who will stay in Zhongzhou? If beauty is beautiful, it should be repaired, and I will ride on the Guizhou boat. Let Yuanxiang have no waves, and make the river water Xi Anliu..."

Guiyin smiled slightly, and followed Ren Xiangling's singing: "Who will stay in Zhongzhou? Who will think about the difference? Cross the river and raise the spirit..." The order of "Nine Chapters" was completely disrupted by her, There was a smile on the corner of her lips, and when Ren Xiangling frowned, she suddenly drew the sword, but it was not the Blood River Saber Technique, but the "Nine Chapters Sword Technique" that was deliberately confusing from what Ren Xiangling saw.

The author has something to say: I've been busy recently, two people are writing a newspaper... I'm really sorry for the ending. If I don't work overtime during the Dragon Boat Festival, I will try to write the ending.