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"What did you say?" Song Ziyu's face was gloomy, and he almost kicked the door, "Yang Yi said I asked him to pick him up and leave?"

"Yes... yes." By the edge of the Xiaoyao Forest, the hut where Feng Bian was originally imprisoned was empty, and the disciple guarding the gate watched Song Ziyu's face with trepidation, panicked for some reason, "I, we saw that it was Mr. Yang who came in person. , I think there should be no problem..."

"Bullshit!" Song Ziyu said angrily, "Bastard!"

"Calm down first." Yang Zi stopped him, thinking, "Yang Yi didn't see anyone when he got up early yesterday, what happened to him to come here and secretly let Feng Bian go?"

She had already packed up her things and was about to leave, but she didn't see Yang Yi left and right. After asking around, she found out that Yang Yi had left the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers with Feng Bian yesterday, and they didn't even know about it!

Yang Zi couldn't figure it out. Even if Yang Yi was a little nervous and a child with a little temper, he wouldn't do this kind of thing like letting an important prisoner go.She thinks she understands her younger brother's temper.

"Before Yang Yi came to take Feng Bian away, did Feng Bian change anything?" Yang Zi glanced at the empty room and said with emphasis, "Or, since Feng Bian was imprisoned here, what has she been doing every day? "

"She... just eats and sleeps normally, and doesn't talk." The gatekeeper disciple recalled, "Ah, she always likes to play a tune after picking up a leaf. It's quite nice, but we can't recognize what it is."

Although I was told that the woman being imprisoned was very dangerous, Feng Bian looked very weak and harmless. The disciples in charge of guarding felt that there was no need to stop her for such a trivial matter as playing a tune on a leaf in her spare time.

"...!!" Song Ziyu's mind was clear in an instant, "Mind Gu!"

When Yang Yi came back from Yangzhou, he told Song Ziyu in detail about how he and Ye Youqi were attacked together. The so-called obsession Gu was planted in Yang Yi's body, and Song Ziyu couldn't get it out. .However, after observing for a while, he found that it had no effect on Yang Yi himself, so he gradually ignored it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Bian lost his flute and could control Yang Yi's mind in this way!

Yang Zi pondered for a while, and made a decision: "You go to the Five Immortals as planned, and I'll go find Yang Yi."

Song Ziyu directly objected: "No, Feng Bian must have brought Yang Yi back to the Valley of the Evil, what is the Valley of the Evil, how can you..."

"Human life is at stake, so let's not be mothers-in-law." Yang Zi interrupted him, "Your life is in your hands, not to mention if I can't solve it with my skills, I can bring a doctor who doesn't know martial arts to solve it." ?”

"..." Song Ziyu was angry, "...Anyway, I am such a useless doctor."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll be fine." Yang Zi comforted with a smile, raised his finger and whistled, and a tall snow-white horse came running over.Yang Zi got on the horse, leaned down again and asked for a kiss, "Come on, the most powerful Doctor Song in the world, bid farewell to me?"

Her appearance is extremely charming, her heroic posture is valiant, her smile is like an unstoppable breeze, her eyes are like the brightest moon—no one in this world can compare with her.

Song Ziyu sighed, no matter when, from childhood to adulthood, he couldn't lose his temper with Yang Zi.

What Yang Zi wants to do, where Yang Zi wants to go, and the risks Yang Zi wants to take... He can't stop them all.

In the end, he leaned closer and touched Yang Zi's lips lightly, and said, "Be careful in everything."

"Okay." Yang Zi raised his whip, "Let's go!"

Lunjian Peak is covered with snow all year round, surrounded by floating clouds, and there is no shelter around it.Every morning and evening, this place is shrouded in intoxicating rays of light, like a heaven.

However, as far as the eye can see, there is only a vigorous old pine standing proudly in the snow, and there is no trace of human habitation.

Liao Yungui stepped up to the high place step by step, and secretly grasped the hilt of the sword with his fingers - he felt it from just now, although there was no one here, every step was startling, countless invisible sharp sword energy wove an invisible web , ready to tear the intruders to shreds.

This is a flamboyant and sharp-edged fighting spirit, and it has never become gentle and bullying with the passage of time.

Liao Yungui watched intently, but the evil sword whimpered in his hand.The flying snow in front of me, the still pine trees, and the passing breeze seem to be full of murderous intentions, but there is no flaw anywhere.

Suddenly, in the silence, a sword was thrown out, straight for Liao Yungui's face!

Liao Yungui took two quick steps back and raised his hand to meet him. The opponent's swordsmanship was extremely fierce, and his predictions were astonishingly accurate. He would often defeat his intentions with one step before blocking all escape routes.

But Liao Yungui was never someone who would retreat, he would only move forward!

There was a cracking sound of "哧啦", and both sides retreated a few steps. Liao Yungui suppressed the sweetness in his throat, straightened his breathing, and respectfully saluted: "Disciple Liao Yungui, I have met Master Mei."

Mei Shiyu is dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, nearly fifty years old, but unexpectedly looks very young and elegant, only her hair is all white, tied behind her head meticulously, does not look old, but adds a bit of immortality .

He casually threw the broken wooden sword in his hand at his feet, and commented: "Sword skills are acceptable, but in many cases, killing fish and breaking nets is not the best way."

But can an ordinary wooden sword be so powerful?

Liao Yungui withdrew his gaze from the broken wooden sword, and replied, "Master Mei taught me the lesson."

"You should say so, but you don't think so in your heart. You think that martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly, you can lose, but you can't retreat." Mei Shiyu sneered, "Am I right?"

"..." Liao Yungui was usually not good at refuting, but at this moment, his mind was pierced, and his scalp was a little numb, so he had to remain silent.

"This bastard's temper." Mei Shiyu looked at him for a while, nodded and said, "Well, I really like it."

Liao Yungui: "..."

"It's like when I was young." Mei Shiyu said with emotion, "I would like to die nine times without regretting what I have decided in my heart... You have a righteous heart and hate evil like a hatred, but if—"

"If one day, you have other important people or things, and this goes against the morals you believe in, what should you do?"

Liao Yungui was taken aback, as if he had never thought of such a possibility.

Mei Shiyu didn't expect to hear an answer from him, so she flicked her sleeves: "Let's go."

"Wait... Uncle Mei." Liao Yungui remembered that he hadn't said anything yet, "This disciple is ordered by Master..."

Mei Shiyu raised his hand and shook a small bamboo tube in his hand without looking back: "Chen Qi's proud disciple, why are you so dumb."

It was the bamboo tube for carrier pigeons specially used by Master, and Liao Yungui was immediately puzzled, since he had delivered the letter earlier, why did he let himself make this trip?

"Do you know why I sealed the sword and retreated back then?" Mei Shiyu glanced at the puzzled nephew and said word by word, "I killed the most unlikely person in the world to betray me."

"I have never seen such a stupid person. From Huashan, to the desert, to Kunlun, to southern Xinjiang, she chased me wherever I went. She pestered me tirelessly, telling me that she liked me very much, Whether I want to hear it or not."

"But I only have winning and losing and swordsmanship in my heart, and I don't even want to look at her more."

"I didn't know until she chased me in Nanping Mountain and was caught by noble men, that she was actually an assassin of the Ming Cult, and she had the blood of many noble knights on her hands."

In the Zhengqi Hall of the Haoqi League, a woman with different pupils knelt in the center, but only stared at the Taoist priest in white standing not far away.

Qi Yun, the high-ranking leader of the Haoqi League, spoke calmly, but his content was harsh: "Mr. Mei, this woman has eighteen lives in the Haoqi League, but today she was arrested with a real person. How to deal with it, the Haoqi League is willing to sell one of the real people." face."

To save people, Chunyang had an unclear relationship with Mingjiao, and since then a gap has been established with Haoqi League.

Can't be saved... Mei Shiyu glanced at the woman kneeling there with an ugly face. She had been following him for more than a year, begging for everything, and he didn't even know that the other party was a killer from the Ming sect!

In the end he turned his head and replied: "Pindao is not familiar with her, how to deal with it, let the leader decide."

"Okay! Real person Mei understands righteousness deeply, and can be a model of righteousness." Leader Qi nodded, and sent someone to take out a sword, "In this case, please let real person do it yourself, so as to make others less vulnerable."

"..." Liao Yungui's heart trembled, he really wanted to ask, did you take that sword?

But Mei Shiyu had already shut up and had no intention of continuing.

He had no choice but to keep up silently, and at the same time couldn't help but think back to Mei Shiyu's previous question in his heart-"If one day, you have other important people or things, and this goes against the morals you believe in, you How about it?"

How should I be?