Jianling

The Huanxi Sect had been silent for three full years, and finally on a certain night there was a burst of mournful cries.

Wen Zhumi, who has no martial arts, smashed the cold moonlight, staggered open the heavy door, and met the astonished eyes of the maids, while he lowered his head, with a lump on his back. Bloody rotten meat.The maid in charge of the lamp subconsciously reached out to pick it up. Reflecting the dim candlelight, she touched a cold and sticky hand. The maid subconsciously retracted her hand, and heard two muffled sounds of flesh hitting the ground. There were screams one after another, piercing this desolate and long night fiercely.

Wen Meixun was wearing a blouse horizontally, rushing towards the wind as if chasing the wind, the bright candle lights in the hall were almost the same as daytime, so she could see clearly——

Wen Zhumi, who was unconscious on the ground, and Wen Xu, who was barely visible.

Mrs. Mingrui's pretty face was morbidly pale, she was rarely wearing makeup, and her brows and eyes, which were usually charming, were only tired and frightened at this moment.And beside her are Ming Qiu and Ming Yue with solemn expressions. These two brothers never like to talk too much. They are far behind Xiao Shuhua, who was able to deal with everything. Except for Wen Xu, almost no one in the Huanxi Sect can suppress him. both.

Huanxizong was obviously in a mess.

Three days later, Wen Zhumi woke up leisurely, looked at Wen Meixun's anxious eyes, sighed secretly, and answered everyone's question: "It's Xiao Shuhua."

Unexpected and unexpected.

Wen Mei asked, "Where's Meng Wubei?"

Wen Zhumi paused, as if he was a little hesitant, but he quickly responded firmly: "Only Xiao Shuhua."

Mrs. Mingrui finally stopped fiddling with her fingernails, and turned her head to meet the silent Ming Qiu and Mingyue. Ming Qiu cleared her throat in a low voice, ignored Wen Meixun's tightly knit eyebrows, and said, "Since The suzerain is gone, so the two protectors should make a decision about the future of the Huanxi sect."

Wen Meixun is really not good at fighting with people. In order to take care of Wen Zhumi, she didn't close her eyes for three days and three nights. Even Wen Xu's funeral was handled by Mrs. Mingrui. Now she has to make a decision, she really can't Know how to decide.Fortunately, Wen Zhumi came back with some consciousness, and immediately took over all these errands, and said succinctly and concisely: "Let's separate."

Mingyue smiled coldly, and sarcastically said: "Separate the family? How to divide it. Should Xiao, Shuangwen and Sanming all be divided?"

"He can't even think about it!" Wen Meixun pulled out the sword at her waist, her eyes turned red with anger again, Wen Zhumi quickly grabbed her wrist, and shook her head lightly: "Xiao Shuhua is expelled."

Mrs. Mingrui sighed inexplicably. Except for the night when the news of Wen Xu's death came, she was caught off guard. For the next three days, she dressed as usual, as if nothing had happened. The day is the same, brushing away his temples calmly, a pair of well-known Hengbo eyes showing a bit of sadness: "Let's wait until Zhu Mi recovers to recover, why are you in such a hurry?"

Ming Qiu also brushed his hair, and said: "It's not that Mingyue and I bullied junior sister and younger brother, it's just that the suzerain left in a hurry and didn't leave any last words..."

Wen Meixun shed tears in front of Wen Xu's coffin before, and shed tears in front of Wen Zhumi's bed these days, she couldn't stand their sarcasm for a long time, she immediately drew her sword out of its sheath, and never heard of Wen Zhumi again. He stared at Sanming coldly, and said viciously: "I don't understand these things. If you don't know how to help kill Xiao Shuhua, then don't be an eyesore here."

Mrs. Mingrui frowned, and said lazily, "Kill the Zhenjun? The suzerain was killed by him, and we can't find enough to give him a wink."

"Mingyue and I don't know martial arts, and Mingrui's martial arts are mediocre. The suzerain is gone, and it's not easy for us to protect ourselves. How can we find trouble with the Shouzhenjun?" Ming Qiu waved his hand, and Mingyue picked up his words again, There seemed to be cold arrows hidden in his eyes for more than ten years, and they all took the bow at this time: "Now that you know the martial arts of Shou Zhenjun, don't think that you can take advantage of Baopuzi's absence. It's not a pity if you want to die, the suzerain treats you Alright—Zhu Mi will follow you to die too?"

Wen Meixun was stunned for a rare moment, and looked at Wen Zhumi helplessly, Wen Zhumi's eyes rolled, although his face was sickly, but his smile did not fade, and he said softly: "Senior brother and sister are all right, I will have a good discussion with my elder sister. It is Zhumi’s fault that I let the brothers and sisters worry about it. Now that Zhumi is fine, the brothers and sisters should go back and have a rest.”

Mingyue wanted to say more, but Mrs. Mingrui had already touched his hand. The three of them looked at each other. Finally, Mrs. Mingrui patted Wen Meixun's shoulder with a smile, but her eyes fell on Wen Zhumi: "Then You need to heal your injury quickly, and don't worry your sister anymore."

Wen Meixun's expression was cold, but Madam Mingrui didn't seem to see her, she reached out and pinched her face, then smiled: "Take care of your little face, it's a pity to ruin it like this."

Wen Xu's death cannot be regarded as what everyone expected, but it is not worthy of the world's sympathy. It is not surprising that Xiao Shuhua killed him. Anyone who has heard the story a little bit knows that these two people have long been in a situation where life and death cannot be tolerated, but they don't understand why Xiao Shuhua would choose this Time to shoot.

However, Xiao Shuhua was inherently unpredictable, so it was reasonable not to guess his actions.

Wen Zhumi fell into a coma for three days before waking up, and he even left some room for Xiao Shuhua. He was not around, and Sanming deliberately pretended to be stupid.

——Or maybe it saved Wen Meixun's life, after all, Shou Zhenjun's reputation for ruthless shots has long been known all over the world.

Wen Meixun hesitated for a long time, but still stared at Wen Zhumi's tired face, and asked in a low voice: "Zhumi, just now Mingyue said that my father treats me well...does he treat you well?"

Wen Zhumi was originally asleep with his eyes closed, but Wen Yan seemed to have a cold war. Wen Meixun looked at him inexplicably, and after a long time, he heard Wen Zhumi sigh softly: "The suzerain treats us well, they and Xiao Shuhua Same, white-eyed wolf."

"...Then why are you also called suzerain?" Wen Meixun frowned a little strangely, she really couldn't understand why her teacher was so indifferent, "He is our father."

In her memory, Wen Xu was as reliable as Mount Tai, and never slack off when teaching her how to practice swordsmanship. Although she would occasionally get angry because she couldn't practice swordsmanship well, most of the time she always smiled.Senior sister Mingrui is the best at making snacks. In the past, she often fed the white-eyed wolf first, and then shared the rest with them. Before leaving the sect, she was actually very fond of laughing, and often came to her secretly, asking about some difficulties of Xiao Hejian, and said that she wanted to surprise Wen Xu and not let her tell Wen Xu.

Wen Meixun couldn't figure out why the former gentle and sensitive senior sister Mingrui, the inseparable and duplicity senior Ming Qiu and Mingyue, and the humorous white-eyed wolf who made everyone laugh the most, all fell apart overnight. They all changed their faces like this, and became so strange.

Even her own brother Zhumi seemed lifeless, with no emotion in his eyes.

This time Wen Zhumi was silent for a longer time, but he still responded to his sister: "You are right."

Wen Mei found her younger brother's promise, burst into tears in an instant, couldn't bear it anymore, threw herself next to Wen Zhumi and cried bitterly: "Zhu Mi, Zhu Mi, why do we have to separate? We don't have a father anymore. Don't you even have a home now?"

Wen Zhumi struggled to raise his hand, put it on Wen Meixun's head, and stroked it gently for a moment, his eyes were full of struggling and surging emotions, like a caged animal that was about to break out of its cage, but at last he He calmed down under the oppressive pressure, he turned his head slightly, his chin rested on the top of Wen Meixun's hair, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye into Wen Meixun's hair: "Sister, don't be afraid. Everything depends on me."

Wen Meixun raised her face, and saw the black eyes drooping under Wen Zhumi's eyes, Wen Xu said the same thing when he taught her how to practice swords.

"Meixun, don't be afraid." Wen Xu looked at her aloofly, with tenderness in his eyes, "You can't be afraid, if your father is gone, you have to learn the sword well to protect Huanxizong and Zhumi."

She didn't really like practicing swords before, Wen Xu didn't allow her to learn from Mingrui, nor did she learn from anyone, and only forced her to practice swords, but she herself just followed the steps, and never had an urgent desire to become stronger.It wasn't until Wen Xu could no longer hold her hand and teach her every move that she suddenly remembered that among the Huanxi sect, she was really the only one left with good martial arts.

But it was still far from finding Xiao Shuhua's revenge.

Wen Meixun held the sword tightly, and a small seed of hope called revenge was planted in her heart.

In order to hunt down and kill Xiao Shuhua, who escaped for tens of miles at night, the Huanxi Sect almost exhausted all the strength of the sect. However, even though Wen Meixun immediately sealed off the whole city and searched for a hundred miles in person, Xiao Shuhua still seemed like It has never been there before, and quietly disappeared.

Such an ending was already expected by Wen Zhumi, but Wen Meixun showed great resentment for this, even offending more people, and ordered to hunt down together with Baopuzi and the flower picker.She only wished that Xiao Shuhua's nine clans could be killed by her own hands, so that she could barely get over this enmity, but unfortunately, the disciples of the Huanxi Sect could neither catch up with Xiao Shuhua nor Meng Wubei, so they just Even Feng Qingchen, a regular visitor who often comes to Yundu to have fun, seemed to have made an appointment, and he was never seen again.

Thirteen States said it was not big, but it was not small. Although Sanming didn't say much on the surface, he kept moving in private, secretly urging Wen Zhumi to fulfill his promise, Wen Zhumi remained silent, and waited for a moment of silence In the early morning of the same year, I picked a blood blister on Wen Meixun's fingertips, and persuaded in a soft but unquestionable voice: "Sister, leave the rest to me."

"...you?"

Wen Zhumi pressed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm the only sister left, and I will help her. Okay?"

The bamboo shadow outside the building swayed, the sound of leaves whirled, Wen Meixun lowered her head, her eye circles were so red, Wen Zhumi hugged her into her arms, gently stroked her hair, but her eyes swept across the dense In the forest, a corner of black flashed past his eyes, Wen Zhumi pressed the corner of his lips, and moved his eyes to Mrs. Mingrui and Mingqiu Mingyue who had been standing at the door for a long time. Mrs. Mingrui seemed to be tired of seeing them and disdainful Turning his head away, reluctantly waited for a moment.

In the end Wen Meixun broke away from Wen Zhumi's embrace, Wen Zhumi looked sideways at the three of them, and bowed respectfully: "Madam, my lord has been waiting for a long time."

He didn't call Senior Sister and Senior Brother anymore, his attitude was as cold as hell, and he was as decisive as what he said next: "As for the separation of the family, Zhumi still believes that the third floor must cooperate unconditionally in all matters related to Xiao Shuhua, that is, obey the arrangement of Huanxizong .But until the new suzerain is elected, the Huanxi sect will no longer interfere with the decision of the wife and son."

Madam Mingrui's expression remained unchanged, she only lifted her lips and asked mockingly: "The new suzerain?"

After all, Wen Xu left in a hurry, obviously the young master has not been chosen yet.Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Wen Xu most of the time was interested in Xiao Shuhua, otherwise he would not have left some room for him. Unfortunately, now that Xiao Shuhua has become a traitor, the Huanxi Sect will naturally not have any new suzerain.

Wen Meixun subconsciously tightened the hand held by Wen Zhumi, but the latter said calmly, "What has been passed down by the Huanxi Sect for a hundred years is nothing more than a little lotus sword formula, since my father never chose the young master , then those who are capable will be the top, in the future, except for Xiao Shuhua, whoever can practice the Xiaohe Sword to great success will be the suzerain of the Huanxi Sect."

Mingyue clenched her fists immediately, and asked coldly, "Isn't Mei Xun the only one of us who can practice martial arts?"

Old God Wen Zhumi looked away: "Mrs. Mingrui also has hope. Besides, Xiao Shuhua has found a way to practice martial arts again?"

"Ridiculous!" Mingyue scolded coldly, "It's not your turn to intervene in the Huanxizong, and we have agreed to divide the family, what kind of division is this!?"

Wen Zhumi said: "In the past, Baixiejiao, Qianzunjiu and Wanhuzhu required [-]% of the monthly income, but now only [-]% is used as rent. Isn't it considered merciful?"

Ming Qiu's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer: "Rent? Go ahead and dream about you! You're not too young, you want to swallow our money, and you don't want to see if you are worthy of this appetite! "

Wen Zhumi was neither in a hurry nor annoyed, Mingyue wanted to say more, when suddenly she saw a disciple hurriedly rushing towards Mrs Mingrui, kneeling in front of Mrs Mingrui at a loss, said in a hurry: "Ma'am! Bai Xiejiao is surrounded by people ——they, they hold torches...thousand bottles of wine and ten thousand dendrobium beads!"

Wen Zhumi shrugged leisurely, as a response to the stunned expressions of the three of them.

"Sorry, I really can't catch Xiao Shuhua, so I can only tell everyone to go back home." Wen Zhumi rolled his eyes, smiling, "But everyone heard that they didn't have money to start a fire when they came back, so they didn't want to listen to my order, and spontaneously It's really impolite to surround the territory of three people."

Ming Qiu stepped up and grabbed his collar viciously, but saw a cold light flash in Mei Xun's hand, and the long sword was unsheathed: "Let him go."

Wen Zhumi took the time to look at the different expressions of the three of them, and his eyes first fell on Mingyue, who was the most temperamental: "I can't help it...Young master, please be considerate."

On the other side, Wen Meixun raised his sword and dropped it, and the disciple who came to report had already died.

The door of the hall had been closed at some point, and the sunlight pierced into it obliquely, but it couldn't illuminate Wen Zhumi's face anyway, like a broken sword in vain.

"Now the Huanxi Sect only lacks a new suzerain," Wen Zhumi tilted his head and smiled sincerely, "I really don't want to be short of three more suzerains."

"As Young Master Mingyue said, among the five of us, it seems that only my sister is good at martial arts?"

The last ray of sunlight was also fading in the distant mountains, Wen Zhumi lit a candlestick with his own hands, the shadow of the candle swayed on his handsome face, but it gave birth to an evil cold that was hard to dispel, and frivolously swayed on his face In heavy silence all around.

Wen Meixun wiped his sword with his head down, as if everything had nothing to do with her.But she is also the most convenient sword for Wen Zhumi to call, it seems that even if Wen Zhumi wants her to break it by herself next moment, she is willing to execute it immediately.

Ming Qiu carefully guarded Ming Yue behind her, neither of them knew how to vent their anger, but they were unwilling to give in easily, and could only wait for Mrs. Mingrui to make this decision.

Until the climax of the moon, Wen Zhumi was extremely patient, and even did not forget to whisper to Wen Meixun, as if they were discussing where Xiao Shuhua would hide.

Mrs. Mingrui finally smiled coldly, her charming eyes showed a hint of pity, she had a graceful figure, and she looked light and cute when she walked, but when she opened her lips, every word and every word was like a poisonous snake: "Wen Zhu Mi, you're doing fine."

Wen Zhumi nodded slightly: "Madam is too good."

Mrs. Mingrui raised her snow-white hand, and took out a delicate jade hairpin from her hair. Wen Zhumi couldn't react in time, and a sonorous jade crack resounded in the hall.

Then came Mrs. Mingrui's cold voice: "I don't know why Xiao Shuhua didn't kill you together, but if you think about it, you won't die peacefully."

Wen Meixun drew her sword abruptly, Wen Zhumi stretched out her hand, and held her unhurriedly: "What else?"

Mrs. Mingrui slowly knelt and half-kneeled: "...Baixiejiao Mingrui swore to be loyal to the Huanxi Sect to the death, and obey all the arrangements of Wen Dharma Protector until the new Sect Master succeeds to the throne."

Wen Zhumi raised his chin, his eyes drifted to Ming Qiu Mingyue: "So?"

Mingqiu Mingyue looked at each other for a moment, and then slowly bowed down. At this moment, Mrs. Mingrui smiled wantonly when she raised her head, and a sinister light shot out from her charming eyes: "But hearing about the Dharma protector, my concubine is ten thousand." I hope you can keep in mind...the more the tricks are exhausted, the more inexplicable death will be. You must, must, must, don't follow in the footsteps of the former suzerain."

Wen Zhumi seemed to have never heard of it, and stretched out his hand to support them, smiling like a spring breeze: "Then, from now on, please continue to work hard for the Huanxi Sect. My sister and I like this family very much, and we are very grateful."