Shisanli GL

The sky suddenly brightened, and the crowds on the street rushed to one place, and the lanterns danced in the wind, making it extremely deserted.

Red firecrackers were hung on both sides of the stone building where all the people were united, and the guards came to the stage and pulled off the iron chains, revealing the solemn and solemn venue in an instant.

There are a total of nine sects to test the sword. The sects send people to compete, and the winner can defend the ring. During the period, if there are idle masters, they can also challenge on the stage.

Wei Bozhao glanced at the empty main seat, and sat down with a sneer.Wei Tingli followed behind him, with a bad complexion, as if he wanted to ask something, but hesitantly swallowed it.

The light was not too strong, and the shadow of the sun on the sundial was cast at the two quarters of the hour. Wei Bozhao took a look at the movement, sat up and said in a deep voice, "The sword test has begun. Everyone, please come to the stage to fight." The drums danced instantly, and the firecrackers were lit. , the sound is shocking.

In the Mo residence in the court, all the disciples waited outside the door, silently.

The door of the room was closed, and the sound of drums could be heard in the distance. Mo Qu was taken aback, and walked up the steps softly, "Father, the sword test has begun."

There was no sound in the room, Mo Qu pursed his lips, flung off his sleeves and strode away, leaving only a gloomy red figure.

Mo Hansheng stared at the sleeping person on the bed, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse and exhausted, "Ah Jian, you should wake up, after 11 years of separation, you will finally give me an explanation, what was going on in your heart when you left without saying goodbye?" Thought"

The people on the couch were unmoved, Mo Hansheng stretched out his hand to cover his face, bent down and laughed in a low voice, "If you don't want to, I definitely won't force it, so why are you so decisive?"

Ming Jian seemed to be conscious, but he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't make a sound. Listening to Mo Hansheng counting the past one by one, his heart was sour, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"That girl is still alive, and my younger brother's soul in the sky may be more comforting. If you wake up and see her, you will be happy."

Ming Jian struggled hard, her hands kept paddling, she seemed to have some obsession in her heart that made her unable to wait.

When Mo Hansheng saw her move, he was startled. As he looked at the handwriting she had written with difficulty, his expression sank instantly.

In the arena, a muscular man held a huge ax and grinned provocatively. He won three games in a row, and the atmosphere exploded.

Qingshan Weidao sat at the bottom and whispered to each other, looked at the Mujiabao seats that were deliberately arranged far away, and nodded to each other.

The gray robe jumped and fell into the ring silently.

Sighing, the man in black mingled in the crowd, glanced at the seat where Wei Bozhao was sitting, lowered his head and hurried away.

"Zhongzi in Xiaqingshan, please enlighten me." Zhongatom cupped his fists with a long sword in his hand and said to him.

"It turned out to be Zhongatom. I have heard about it for a long time. I have an ax from Changbai Mountain, Kui Wu." Kui Wu carried the giant ax on his shoulder, although his mouth was polite, but his eyes showed disdain.

Zhongyuan drew out his long sword, and quickly attacked forward, with fierce moves and unpredictable figure, Kui Wu knew something was wrong, so he fought hard with his giant axe, the long sword passed through the axe, Zhongyuan's right foot was against the opponent's pace , suddenly turned around and fell forward, with a bang, Kui Wu was lying there, the ax in his hand was embedded in the tail of the stone statue, leaving a very deep mark.

With one move, Zhongatomo stood up straight, inserted the sword into the scabbard, and looked at Mu Xiaotian without hesitation.

Mu Xiaotian snorted coldly, and looked at Wei Bozhao indistinctly. Seeing that the other party was not looking sideways, he lightly tapped the table three times with his fingers, and he understood instantly.Stretching out his hand and swinging it back, the thin ghost walked beside him nodding and bowing, the two whispered, and the thin ghost smiled knowingly.Wu Laosan stood behind and saw the two of them moving, and retreated quietly.

Climbing up the stone wall like an ape, Zhongyuan looked at the man who seemed to have been hollowed out of flesh and blood in front of him, "Your Excellency is the Mujiabao Pangolin"

The thin ghost's face turned yellow, and he exhaled a foul stench, "I don't dare to be a pangolin, but it's good to live among thousands of flowers."

Zhongyuan looked at him with disgust, moved his right foot back, bowed and slashed across, the thin ghost jumped on all fours, and fell from his arms with another move, the thin ghost turned sideways, retracted his arms and quickly retreated, the giant python behind him Blocking the way, the thin ghost clasped the waist of the stone statue, stretched out his foot and kicked it, Zhongyuan grabbed him, the thin ghost sneered, and stretched his right leg to pull him close.Unable to prevent it, Zhongatom knocked on the stone statue and was about to get up when a drop of liquid was sprayed from the mouth of the snake and seeped into the wound on his forehead. He fell and lost his breath in an instant.

"Brother..." The other Weidao hurried over, stretched out his hand to sniff, his face paled instantly, "You must have used shady means." The Weidao was very angry, pointed at the skinny ghost and then looked at Mu Xiaotian and cursed

Mu Xiaotian leaned lazily on the back of his chair and sneered, "Everyone is watching, he is inferior to others, and he lost his life in three or two strokes, don't rely on our Mu Jiabao, let alone try the sword without eyes , the certificate of life and death has been signed, you'd better settle down."

"You..." Weidao flicked his sleeves and was about to rush forward, the others could only hold back their breath to stop him.

The atmosphere instantly cooled down.

Wei Bozhao bowed his head quietly and sipped his tea without saying a word.Wei Tingli clenched his hands into fists, glanced at them and jumped onto the high platform stepping on the table.

Wu Laosan shuttled through the Wei mansion carefully. At this moment, most people gathered at the sword test side, and the mansion relaxed.

"Cuckoo...Cuckoo"

Wuchang rummaged through Wei Bozhao's room, heard the sound, put back the porcelain in his hand, hid behind the door and looked out through the hole, pushed the door open and left quickly.

The two chatted, Wuchang looked around and asked, "How about you?"

Wu Laosan sneered, "Mu Xiaotian and Wei Bozhao have a good plan. The stone statue by the side of the ring is weird. I think there must be a mechanism under it. Go and tell the master and let him pay attention."

"Please enlighten me at Wei Tingli." Wei Tingli lifted the hem of his clothes, with one hand behind his back, the navy blue skirt made his face very cold.

"It turns out to be the young master of the Wei family." The skinny ghost laughed dryly, "I heard that the young master has studied art for many years, so today is an eye-opener for me."

Wei Tingli spread his hands forward, and the two of them walked half a circle around the ring, when the thin ghost suddenly touched the ground with his hands, and the wind swept his legs.Wei Tingli retreated quickly, leaped to kick him, the skinny ghost arched his back, his skeleton-like body contracted, giggled twice, his chest pushed back suddenly, Wei Tingli was startled, quickly retracted his legs, and turned sideways Supporting the stone surface, he rolled in the air and kicked behind him.

"Ah..." The skinny ghost hung on the edge of the ring, spat, glanced at Mu Xiaotian from the corner of the eye, saw his gloomy gaze, jumped up suddenly, raised his sleeve to wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Move around the arena to the northwest location of the stone statue.

Wei Tingli pressed on step by step, seeing him hanging upside down on the stone statue, his arms stretched out suddenly, both hands fighting each other.His gaze sank, and he raised his hand to grab him. The thin ghost sneered, turned somersault and grabbed his collar and knocked towards the stone statue. A drop of white dew-colored liquid quickly fell from the tip of its long and sharp fangs.

Seeing that the liquid was getting bigger and bigger, his pupils were startled, he quickly flicked his sleeves to cover his face, and with the help of his toes, Wei Tingli looked into the sleeves, and a small hole suddenly appeared, as if it had been burned through by a raging fire.

Seeing this, the thin ghost panicked instantly.

Wei Tingli's face was extremely ugly, he took advantage of his unpreparedness to pull him down, raised his foot and kicked his Tianling Gai, then bent over and grabbed the opponent's arms and threw them to the stone platform with all his strength, and then kicked him hard.

The thin ghost spat out a mouthful of blood, lying there like a dead dog.

Wei Tingli clapped his hands, and said coldly, "Master Mu, I'm sorry, I have no eyes in trying swords."

Mu Xiaotian was furious, and looked at Wei Bozhao coldly, seeing that he was still unmoved, he snorted coldly.

Shisan and Chu Qingli pretended to be in the crowd, and the crowd was crowded. Chu Qingli held her tightly, looked at the scene on the stage, and said softly, "This young master of the Wei family has two brushes."

Thirteen chuckled, pulled her away quickly, and hid in a corner where everyone didn't pay attention, then said with a smile in his eyes, "Why don't you say that he is a gentleman, but it's a relief. I saw everyone in the audience applauding."

Chu Qingli glanced at her, "I don't care if a gentleman is a gentleman or not, the beauty he's thinking of is mine."

There seemed to be a surprised sound from over there, Shisan looked at her fondly, and said softly, "The master will come too, don't you need to avoid it?"

"Of course I'm with you." After a pause, Chu Qingli worriedly said, "What's your brother's plan? Earlier you said that Patriarch Wei has a back, and I don't think this Patriarch Mu is a good guy. The two of them What a pair of wolves"

"I think so too." Thirteen thought for a moment, and said, "This Lord Mu was originally the adopted son of the former Lord, and he had a lot of grievances with Qingshan. Although the people have weird beliefs, their actions are decent, and now they are just trying to settle their personal grievances, but how can the pangolin be the opponent of Zhongatom, which is very strange."

"One light and one dark, there is no fairness at all, and this strange thing is not strange if you think about it carefully." Chu Qingli frowned, and stroked his thoughts with his chin. "You think, if this Wei The head of the family has a big plan, and all of us are pawns on his chessboard. He killed the Nangong family 11 years ago, and secretly watched the Mo family in Shangting. We know, what kind of wishful thinking is he planning in the dark? Or is there anything worthy of him making such a big move that almost involves the entire green forest?"

Thinking about it carefully, a thought flashed through Shisan's mind quickly, and his face turned pale in an instant, "What he wants is the top position in the entire rivers and lakes, even..."

Chu Qingli smiled, and took her hand to convey a trace of warmth, "It's just a guess, and he's not that capable. In this world, he doesn't even think about this green forest."

I hope it's unfounded worries, Thirteen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and reluctantly smiled.

On the arena, the atmosphere was a bit weird. Wei Tingli looked at the woman in red who was playing with a long whip in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and said softly, "Mo Qu, why are you here? Why hasn't Uncle Mo come?"

Mo Qu's face was gloomy, and he circled the weapon in his hand for a while, and casually hooked his lips and said, "It doesn't matter who comes, since it's a competition. Could it be that you look down on me?" The sound fell to the ground, and a crack opened on the stone platform. This kind of strength shows that this person has good internal strength.

Seeing Wei Tingli, he was also quite surprised, he didn't expect the other party to have such strong internal energy, and he didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, he stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, I will let you and me compete."

Mo Qu snorted coldly, and the two of them quickly fought together. The navy blue was like a bamboo leaf, flipping and jumping, the two sharp blades whirled continuously, and the red turned into flowing clouds again, like steaming smoke, the light of a knife, the shadow of a whip, and the sound of hunting wind.

I saw a blue and black whip tail flying out of the sea like a flying dragon in the mid-air, circled around the sky for several times, and then fell suddenly, the red shadow came from top to bottom, and the hostility scattered, Wei Tingli hurriedly drifted backwards, raised his sword and slashed horizontally, Mo Qu picked With a smile on his eyebrows, he patted the stone table on the ground to borrow strength, and after a few times, the long whip bent against the ground like a snake, wrapped around the opponent's ankle, and pulled hard.

Wei Tingli pierced the long sword into the countertop, frowned sternly, and made a dazzling flame. He forced all the strength of his body to converge on his lower body, and with a forceful clank under his feet, the long whip was pulled tight like a piece of iron. stick.

Mo Qu wrapped it around his hand twice quickly, his black hair curled up, and his face was glamorous.Wei Tingli turned his ankle vigorously, and the whip remained motionless. The force was strong enough to crush a person's bones, which showed that the master was in an extremely bad mood.The blood on his feet was congealed and he became numb for a while, Wei Tingli remained calm, he turned his wrists and relieved his feet.Mo Qu pulled him close to him easily, but his mind didn't know what to think at such a critical moment. Wei Tingli didn't move for a moment, and Wei Tingli didn't realize it. He raised his palm and patted Mo Qu's shoulder. Mo Qu came back to his senses, but it was too late , and fell straight down the stage.

Bottom Thirteen had no opinion, and was horrified immediately. He patted Chu Qingli's hand and flew up. Opposite him, a black shadow was like the shadow of a hurricane, and he hugged Mo Qu into his arms in a few breaths. , whirled onto the stage, and the four confronted each other.

Wei Tingli didn't expect to hurt Mo Qu, so he was startled, and quickly asked, "Mo Qu, how are you?"

Mo Qu was still leaning in the arms of the man in black, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he said angrily, "I can't die, if I didn't lose my mind, I would have fallen for you." After finishing speaking, feeling the strange breath around him, he stretched out his hand and twisted his waist Leaving Surrounding, she staggered, and the man in black narrowly held her hand again.

Mo Qu's face was flushed, he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger, he looked up and saw a face wearing a mask, he was surprised, then caught a glimpse of a white shadow from the corner of his eye, that gesture instantly made her happy "Thirteen? "

Hearing the sound, Wei Tingli looked at the woman hiding under the hood in disbelief, and couldn't tell what it was like, "Miss Thirteen?"

Thirteen frowned, thinking that if he knew that his brother was coming up, he would not have shown up so early.

He glanced at Mo Qu lightly, then turned his gaze to Wei Tingli, "Young Master Wei"

Wei Tingli's face was ugly, his eyes seemed to be happy, but at the same time seemed to be dull, and the countless emotions were unpredictable, "It's just that you're fine."

The scene of the four confronting each other was indescribably weird, the people in the audience whispered to each other, Wei Bozhao brushed the tea cover as usual, leisurely like a wild crane in the clouds.

The man in black let go of Mo Qu, and approached Wei Tingli, his eyes were dark, and he sneered, "Young Master Wei is so capable, I also want to ask for advice."

The man in black stood side by side with Shisan, one black and one white, coming to claim his life like a ghost.

Wei Tingli smiled wryly, guessing something in his heart, met those cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what sect you belong to?"

The air condensed, and everyone was waiting for the man in black's answer. Even Mo Qu felt the strangeness surging in the air, and his heart instantly tugged together.

After a long time, the black-clothed talent came out of his memories, and said word by word, "I'm here, Nangong Rukawa"

"What? It's Nangong Rukawa?" There was a bluff from the bottom, and there was a mess of discussions in an instant, "Isn't Nangong Rukawa dead?"

The truth that has been frozen for many years revealed its clues, and everyone was holding the mentality of watching a drama. Mo Qu stared at Nangong Rukawa for a moment, his scorching and probing eyes were about to tear his black robe to pieces, but he put it by his side His hands trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't believe it at first, but the reality told him that what happened back then was not that simple, especially after hearing the report from the hidden guard.Wei Tingli's eye sockets began to burn red, and he was so depressed that he couldn't swallow or spit it out. He didn't dare to look at his father's expression, so he clenched his fists and said secretly, "Which Nangong Rukawa is it?"

Nangong Ruchuan looked at him with pity, then turned his head to stare at Wei Bozhao in the distance, so ferocious that people had the illusion that he would jump up and eat people every now and then, "It's ridiculous, the fire 11 years ago burned so badly that you didn't even have ashes in your hearts Stay?" Then, he calmly said, "You forgot, did Patriarch Wei not forget?"

One sentence pushed Wei Bozhao to the cusp, and the people in the audience sighed, but they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Wei Tingli gritted his teeth, raised his sword and pointed at him, the fierce sword aura made dust and rustled, his face was black, and his eyes were full of anger, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I don't care if you are Nangong Rukawa or not. I can’t forgive you for swearing and swearing here now.”

Thirteen looked at him sadly, yes, in other words, she might do the same, but she really sympathized with him. Wei Bozhao had already secretly set up a chess game when he sent him abroad to study art. He was just playing a good move in advance for today's situation.It's unacceptable to be so furious now.

Thinking about it, Shisan was finally sure what Wei Bozhao's so-called trick was.

People who do nothing unexpectedly shine brilliantly, and the astonishing effect cannot be satisfied with just a little bonus at the moment.

In the sword test 11 years ago, he deliberately let Shang Ting's family take the top spot. It was nothing more than wanting to get out of the Nangong family extermination incident. A business without any benefits is a taboo for a businessman. In the eyes of everyone, he seems to be incapable of So confused, so he crossed the sea without any effort, and dumped the mess to the court, planned behind the scenes, dug secret passages, for the next time to kill someone.Winning the sects of the rivers and lakes to fight each other, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman. If she guessed correctly, the nine sects are gathered here. If anything happens, someone will definitely take over the rest, and the final planner behind the scenes has mastered the entire Green forest, and still maintains the mask of a good man in the eyes of outsiders.

A good game of chess.

Shisan squinted at Wei Bozhao in the distance, and finally understood the reason for the uneasiness in his heart.Such a scheming person, I am afraid it is difficult to meet an opponent.

The atmosphere reached a state that seemed to be quiet but actually ignited at one point, but at the center of the whole incident, there was no movement.

Wei Bozhao was waiting for the opportunity.

Thirteen clenched Zangxue in his hand, a little nervous, and looked around, but found that Chu Qingli was nowhere to be seen in the crowd, panicked, but heard a voice from thousands of miles away:

"Wei Bozhao, you'd better give Mo an explanation"