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The sky in the Valley of the Wicked is gloomy and dark all the year round. Flocks of black crows fly by, forming huge shadows in the sky, which makes people feel ominous and depressing.

Walking through the Sansheng Road in the Valley of the Evil, the past is full of smoke and clouds.

Pei Qing jumped off the horse, and staggered in a vain manner.He clutched the clothes on his chest, took two deep breaths, ignored the attendants saluting around him, and hurried all the way into the Poison Emperor's Courtyard.

Leaning on the front seat in the house was a man wearing dark purple and bright silver Miaojiang costumes. He was stepping barefoot on the ground covered with poisonous snakes and giant spiders, and was teasing a poisonous scorpion in his hand. Those little poisonous creatures surrounded him very docilely. At his feet, at first glance, it seems to be a very peaceful scene.

Pei Qing glanced at the poisonous insects all over the floor in disgust, then lifted up his robe by the door frame and knelt down: "This subordinate has seen the rudder master."

"You're getting bolder now." The man on the seat turned his head, and unexpectedly, half of his face was very coquettish, but half of his face was covered with blood-red patterns like cracks, which was terrifying and terrifying.

"My subordinates dare not."

"For a Taoist priest of the Haoqi League, you wandered around Wanhua Valley for several days without returning, and you dared not even see my letter..." The man turned the insect flute in his hand, and sneered, "Next time, I will What do you think of directly crushing that little bug in your heart?"

Pei Qing gritted her teeth and endured another piercing pain in her heart, and obediently lowered her body: "This subordinate knows, there will be no next time."

A small snake crawled up his arm, and slipped into his clothes through the neckline.The vivid touch made him extremely disgusted, but he still lowered his head and didn't move.

"Tsk, naughty." The man on the seat came down and pulled Pei Qing's skirt.A small crimson snake on the large expanse of fair skin was particularly eye-catching. The man stared at it for a while, then without warning, he reached out and grabbed the snake, pinched it and broke its head, "Little cutie, my thing is also yours. touched?"

Pei Qing was pushed to the ground by him, the rest of the poisonous insects fled in all directions, his clothes were torn and his legs were torn apart.This moment of humiliation that could never be released came again, but he looked up at the roof and began to lose his mind.

He remembered that when he met Liao Yungui for the first time, he was so filthy and crushed under him, while the young swordsman's blood-stained Qingfeng was untouchable and untouchable.

For so many years, he has been chasing desperately, why is he always chasing further and further?

"Woo..." The severe pain that invaded his body brought him back to his sanity, Pei Qing closed her eyes, and began to relax herself as much as possible.

In the final analysis, the light that cannot be grasped, the sand that cannot be grasped tightly, why is he still unwilling to let go so far?

After returning from outside the valley that day, Ye Youqi quickly returned to his usual appearance. He practiced sword hard every day and served him wholeheartedly. He was still the impeccable, worry-free and perfect apprentice.

Liao Yungui was afraid that his knot would not be solved, so he prepared a basket of principles to guide him, but he didn't expect that Ye Youqi's inexplicable symptoms of ecstasy would come and go quickly, and he was useless at all.

Half a year passed quickly, and when the first peach blossoms bloomed in early spring and March, the pigeons in Wanhua Valley delivered the long-lost letter from Chunyang Palace.

Ye Youqi was holding a small mailbox in his hand, and for some reason his right eye kept beating wildly.He tried his best to suppress the awkward feeling in his heart, let go of the carrier pigeon, and took the letter to Liao Yungui's house.

Song Ziyu was playing chess with Liao Yungui, while chatting about the arrangements for leaving the valley in a few days.There is still some time before Wanhua Valley goes to the Tibetan Sword Villa. Liao Yungui accepted the invitation letter, so he should leave early, so as not to be late and impolite.

"Although you all stay here, it's strange that I'm clean, but thinking about you all leaving, I'm really not used to it." Song Ziyu said with emotion, "The world has not been peaceful in the past two years. You brought two A little bastard, it is inevitable that you will be distracted from taking care of him, so be careful."

"Is what your senior sister and the others said yesterday, believable?" Liao Yungui frowned slightly, "I've been feeling restless these past two days, as if something was going to happen."

"You said that 'Desperate Spear' Shen Jun is going to participate in the Famous Sword Conference?" Song Ziyu shook his head, "I don't think it's possible. I heard that more than 20 years ago, the good and the evil sent thousands of people to encircle Shen Yun and his people. Chasing the eighteen riders, they drove Shen Yun and his party to a desperate situation in Fenghua Valley, how could they still be alive."

"But after so many years, isn't the whereabouts of "Kong Ming Jue" still unknown?"

"Then who knows, maybe "King Kong Mingjue" is not on Shen Yun at all, or a group of idiots who dream of being the best in the world can go to kill them with great fanfare, and they don't come out to show off their achievements after killing them. Are you gone?" Song Ziyu didn't take it seriously, "It's probably because someone stirred up the muddy water and used Shen Yun's name to fish."

Shen Jun, who was famous all over the world back then, was born in Luoyang Tiance Mansion. This person is both good and evil, and his reputation is extremely complicated.There are eighteen iron cavalry around him, and all of them are masters with one as ten.It is said that when the Anshi Rebellion first broke out, he was ordered to garrison Luoyang. Unexpectedly, the emperor abandoned Luoyang and went south to flee for his life.

For some reason, Shen Yun escaped with the eighteen cavalry, and swore from then on that the world of Tang Dynasty had nothing to do with his life and death, and mixed up the rivers and lakes.Later, it was said that Shen Jun got the nine-day martial arts secret book "Kong Mingjue" left by the great hero Tang Jian, and the bloody storm surrounding him has never stopped since then.

——However, until he was besieged by thousands of troops and buried in Fenghua Valley, the so-called "King Mingjue" was still missing.

Liao Yungui sighed: "I was too young at the time, so I couldn't go down the mountain to see the style of the life-seeking gun. It's a pity in my life."

"Okay, this time you go to win the famous sword competition, and then five or sixty years later, the new generation of knights in the world will probably feel the same way, "I was born a few years late, but I couldn't see the pure Yang but evil sword style." , It’s a pity in my life’.” Song Ziyu laughed and pushed the chessboard, “I won!”

"..." Liao Yungui looked at his chess pieces that had been cut off due to distraction, and said with a smile, "I'm willing to bow down."

"Master, Uncle Song." Ye Youqi stood by the door and saluted, "Master, there is a letter from Chunyang Palace."

Liao Yungui took the letterbox, took out the letter and scanned it, and couldn't help frowning more and more, and when he stood up, he lost his usual calmness.

Ye Youqi's heart skipped a beat.

Hearing Liao Yungui's voice anxiously said: "Ziyu, Miss Ayan was captured by the people of the Wicked Man's Valley!"