Sealing Sword

Zhao Bingmo loves his son as much as his life, and everyone in Burial Soul Palace knows it.

No matter how much they ridiculed that lunatic in their hearts, they would still pretend to be in front of him, because Zhao Qing is nothing, but Zhao Bingye is not easy to mess with, even He Lianyu would give her a three-point face to avoid her edge .

But now, Zhao Qing is dead.

Zhao Bing'e was leaning against the stone wall, with his arms around his arms, expressionless.

There was no madness or murderous intent. After hearing the message, she staggered and stood firm the next moment without saying a word.

Bu Xueyao was startled, but she didn't dare to say a word, she couldn't even say a fake comfort like "sorry", so she had to rush into the Du'e Cave.

According to Zhao Bingye's instructions, he was going to send people to capture those animals one by one, intending to use a blood sacrifice to soothe his panic, but he didn't expect that the gang of trash entered the secret room and were forced out soon , fell in a haphazard manner at his feet, like mud that couldn't be lifted.

Naturally, what Bu Xueyao brought with her was not just some waste. Of course, those people who had been drug-controlled would not be able to drive them out.Thinking of this, he lowered his eyebrows, opened the door and entered the secret room.

Se Kong was still sitting cross-legged in the cave, stroking the strings with his fingers, touching and pressing, the sound trembled.

He is blind, and Bu Xueyao has a high strength in lightness kung fu. If there were no such animals who go crazy when they see people, they could have approached him quietly.

A human animal rushed forward, and Bu Xueyao was about to stab through the other's throat with a backhand knife. Seeing that the blood was about to appear, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, but when he heard a sound, it was like thunder exploding in his ears, and Bu Xueyao's muscles and veins were all over his body. Ju trembled, his chest constricted, and blood welled up his throat, which he swallowed reluctantly.

The men missed their aim, and the knife brushed against the neck, but Bu Xueyao suddenly shook his wrist, and the blade slid down, sinking into the victim's chest.

The smell of blood permeated the secret room, Se Kong frowned, but his hands moved more slowly, the zither music of "Wen Shui" pierced his ears, soothed people's mania, and slowed down his movements.

"He's not dead yet." Knowing that he had exposed his whereabouts, Bu Xueyao simply opened his mouth and kicked the victim who fell to the ground just now, and the latter let out a very thin moan, "However, if I don't save him, I will Soon."

Shi Kong held the strings with his palms and remained silent.

"Xifu is really a good method. The medicine of my slaves has never lost its effect, but the sound of your piano can soothe their restlessness and prevent the medicine from spreading wantonly with indulgence." Bu Xueyao raised her lips, "Essifu The ability to be trapped in this small crossing hole by the slave family is nothing more than a compassionate heart, and your kindness does give these people a chance to be rescued, but their lives are still in the hands of the slave family. Here, if I want, let alone the Buddha, Lord Yama will not be able to keep it."

Se Kong finally spoke: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Bu Xueyao laughed softly, with a slight sarcasm: "I can't be a good person in my life. There are too many rules and regulations, which makes it troublesome. Since I have become a bad person, I will be bad to the end, even if I die on the eighteenth floor. Going through the hells one by one, life and death are not in vain at this time. Master, please don’t save me, Buddha has a predestined person, but the heart of the slave family has long been rotten."

Se Kong shook his head and said, "How can you let these people go?"

"Smart people don't speak dark words, and if I say I can let them go, the master must not believe it." Bu Xueyao smiled, "If you don't want to make a deal, I will keep them here, and I will not interfere in the future. Life and death will be different. An Tianming, let's see if they can wait until the day they are rescued... As a condition, Master will come with me to meet our Palace Master, how about it?"

"Palace Master Helian came to Wenchan Mountain in person, and the poor monk should welcome him from afar, but..." After a pause, Se Kong said, "Although the benefactor is not a monk, he should treat each other with sincerity."

Bu Xueyao raised her eyebrows: "Why did the master say that?"

"You didn't intend to let these people go. The words were full of murderous intentions. Although the poor monk is blind, he is not deaf."

If Se Kong really left, no one in this cave would be able to survive.

Bu Xueyao's face turned cold.

The old bald donkey said that the monks are all empty and the mirror is clean. In fact, they have a lot of eyes, and they are easier to fool than many people Bu Xueyao has met.

It stands to reason that if you can't be soft, you should be tough, but Bu Xueyao knows his strength well. He has good martial arts, ghostly movements, and poison skills. It is well deserved to sit firmly as the Lord of Suzaku Palace.

However, he is no match for Sekong.

The ability to trap Sekong this time is thanks to the fact that the other party blindly believed in the wrong person. He was stabbed in the back by his disciple and fell to the inferior vehicle. it's here.

But no matter how much, Bu Xueyao couldn't do it.

He stroked a small bottle at his waist with his fingers, which contained the poisonous spider that Bu Xueyao intensively raised, and it was also his favorite poison, he only stroked it for a moment, and finally let go.

Sekong has the Xuanxinqin in his hand, one string and one tune hides the machine front, Bu Xueyao is difficult to get close to, and ordinary poisons can't do anything to masters of internal skills, and increasing the dose may ruin Helian Yu's affairs.In this way, he was also restrained, which was really annoying.

He was in trouble when he suddenly heard a sneer from behind.

Before Bu Xueyao turned his head, a cold light had already passed in front of his eyes, as if a crescent moon in the sky was spinning down, crossing the sky in an instant, leaving only flying stars falling.

Xingzi smashed to the ground, but it was scarlet.

The closest victim to Bu Xueyao lost his head.

The headless body fell to the ground, hitting Bu Xueyao's instep, and even though he was used to killing, he couldn't help turning pale.

The head is still on the moon.

A crescent-shaped blade hooked the bleeding man's head. This man was dying, but a hand slowly stroked his eyelids.

"You can't even do this little thing well. I think you're going back as you live."

Zhao Bing'e raised the corners of his mouth, his face was still bloodless and pale, but his eyes were still so arrogant.She glanced at Bu Xueyao, then threw the head in the air, and landed it firmly on Xuan Xinqin.

The human head smashed the strings, making a dull and strange sound, the smell of blood came to the nostrils, and trickles of bright red wet Sekong's hands along the strings.

The fingers of the Buddha, as steady as Mount Tai, trembled slightly at this moment.

He couldn't see, so he could only turn his head in the direction of the sound, and heard the familiar voice——

"Old bald donkey, since you are merciful, I will kill you." Zhao Bing'e looked at the tall old monk, his eyes were full of turmoil, and the next moment he stopped still, "Do you want to save people?" , don’t be a coward, and grab your life from my sword!”

Afterglow at dusk, the moment of magic.

Chu Xiwei personally sent Ye Fusheng away.

The two of them switched identities and pretended to be each other. Ye Fusheng led a group of people down the mountain secretly, while Chu Xiwei walked in the Wuxiang Temple in a dignified manner wearing his appearance and identity.

Before Ye Fusheng left, he joked that the two of them got together less and separated more, but Chu Xiwei just smiled and said nothing, but was anxious in her heart.

It is said that "if the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night" (note), they are not idiots, but there is really not much time left for the two of them.

Regardless of the threatening situation at the moment, good fortune and misfortune, Ye Fusheng's time is running out just because the poison of "Youmeng" has not been cured.Now that Sun Minfeng's whereabouts are unknown, and there is still no news of "Extremely Cold Blood", Chu Xiwei sees him more often and speaks more, feeling worried that this is a stolen time.

He was burning with anxiety, but he couldn't control himself.

Back in the left wing room, Xuan Su was already waiting in the room, and Ye Fusheng went to explain it to him before he left, but when he actually saw Chu Xiwei dressed like this, he felt a sense of trance.

Naturally, there is no shortage of good disguisers in the Hundred Ghosts Gate. Although they are not as seamless as Xiao Yangu, they are also consummate in their skills. They make the masks the same and fill in the subtle differences.Chu Xiwei was about the same stature as Ye Fusheng, she used the bone shrinking technique a little bit, and she was more reticent, not to mention outsiders who didn't know each other well, even Xuan Su almost didn't see the clue.

It was the first time he knew that there was really someone in this world who could imitate the other person so far, even the eyes and small movements were so lifelike, if it wasn't because of the extraordinary talent, it was because the two were too familiar.

Xuan Su thought it was a bit subtle, but he grew up on the mountain and had never seen these worlds, so he had to eat back his doubts and not talk too much, just poured a cup of tea and said: "The martial arts conference will start tomorrow. "

Chu Xiwei has been busy mobilizing staff and arranging route plans this day, and only now returns to the Wuxiang Temple. Hearing this, she raised her eyes: "Who will host it?"

The scripture building was on fire, and the abbot was dead. Who is qualified to preside over the conference for him?

"The fire in the scripture building was actually done by the Burial Soul Palace, but it was possible to hide the fire and thunder in the temple. In any case, Seruojian Temple has an unshirkable responsibility. Help from the side to make up for the mistakes, and Heng Ming and Heng Yuan will take care of the affairs of the temple for the time being." After a pause, Xuan Su said, "Today I will use this matter to unite with everyone to put pressure on, Heng Ming can only say that he will go to kowtow tonight to cross the cave. Please ask Zen Master Xifo Sekong to come out and preside over the overall situation, but I am worried..."

"Sekong was imprisoned in the Du'e Cave by the envoy of the Buried Soul Palace, and Hengyuan was unable to get off this time. In order not to startle the snake, they must hand over 'Xifo'." Chu Xiwei tapped the table with her fingers, "Thus we can Two things are confirmed. The first is that the person who set fire to the Buddhist scripture building must not be what Helian Yu wanted. This kind of practice is cruel and cruel but it is effective, forcing the Burial Soul Palace into chaos; Buddha', either it is fake, or it has already been controlled by them, whichever is our chance to catch the lies of Burial Soul Palace."

Xuan Su looked stunned.

He was deeply concerned about the innocent and tragic deaths of Daoist Duanheng, Abbot Sejian, and those monks in the scripture building, and wished that the arsonist could seek revenge with a sword, but now after some analysis by Chu Xiwei, he realized that he had done something wrong. Such bloody people are actually beneficial to their own side.

In terms of the overall situation, this is a good move, but in terms of Xiaoqing, it is difficult for him to accept it.

Yet it was a foregone conclusion.

Chu Xi looked slightly at Xuansu's complex expression, and didn't say much. He had other plans in his mind. Although the burning of the Buddhist scriptures building was an accident, from the analysis of his behavior and position, Chu Xi almost did not hesitate. Wei Wei suspects that he has fallen for Zhao Bing'e.

He remembered what Shen Wudu told himself before leaving: "Zhao Bing'er is a crazy woman who will do anything to achieve her goals, so you have to trust her, and you can't trust her completely."

If it was really Zhao Bingmo who set fire to the scripture building, then she might have been involved in the matter of the Futu Pagoda, but Chu Xiwei didn't understand that, with Zhao Bingmo's eyesight, it was impossible to be so reckless as to send someone to rob the prisoner, and in the end to pay for his wife They folded again.

People say that Zhao Bingmo is eager to love his son and regards Zhao Qing as his life, but according to Chu Xiwei's observations over the past few days, Zhao Bingmo is the same as before and after. Indifference is like looking at an outsider.

If she wasn't mentally ill, then she should have a trap in her heart.

As the sister of the former Mistress of the Buried Soul Palace, and under the control of He Lianyu, she can also climb to the high position of Zuo Hufa, who is under one person and above ten thousand people. Zhao Bingye's ability is unmatched by others.Since she is not crazy, it means that she has made a choice.

Throw bait, catch big fish, and wait for you to enter the urn before catching them all.

It's just that everything has a cause and effect. Zhao Bing'e set up such a trap, and he was willing to let the child play the wolf. What exactly is he asking for?And why?

All kinds of thoughts rolled in her heart, and suddenly, Chu Xi was slightly startled!

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Note: From Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal. Xianyun Makes Skills"