[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

The next day was fine, and Ding Minjun and his party split up after leaving the Jinpeng Prince's Mansion. Even Yang Qingshao, who secretly wanted to slip into his mother's carriage, was suppressed by his brother and carried into Zhu Qiqi's carriage.

Ding Minjun hurried all the way, and arrived at Qingfeng Mountain on the day of Dugu Yihe and Ximen Chuuxue's competition.

The carriage was driving on the tree-lined path outside the city, and she originally wanted to rush to the destination as soon as possible, but when she passed by a tea house for passers-by to rest, she inadvertently glanced outside and saw a familiar figure.

An old man in a simple loess-colored Taoist robe, his face was pale, and his hair was a little messy, probably blown by the mountain wind.Leaning on the bench beside him was a very long and wide sword, with a small gossip embedded in the scabbard, which was the symbol of the Emei School.

Ding Minjun's expression changed, and he quickly stopped the driver: "Stop!"

When the coachman heard it, he whistled for a long time and stopped the horses pulling the cart.

"Ma'am?" Shangguan Qingluan was a little puzzled, and called her, but when she saw that she seemed to want to go out, she subconsciously went to lift the curtain for her, but she stopped her just as she stretched out her hand.

Ding Minjun looked at her, sighed and said, "I saw Master Dugu."

When Shangguan Qingluan heard this, he tightened his hands suddenly, his face changed suddenly uncontrollably, and he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from appearing too out of control.

Ding Minjun patted the back of her hand to comfort her, and then said lightly: "Let's go together, after so many years, there are some things that need to be faced."

Shangguan Qingluan was silent for a while, then closed his eyes and nodded.

The two walked into the simple tea room together. Dugu Yihe still sat there with half-closed eyes and meditated, not giving the slightest attention to others, until Ding Minjun took the lead in calling out the previous address: "Master Dugu .”

Dugu Yihe heard the words and looked over. Although he was very old, his gaze was still as sharp as a knife's edge. He frowned and asked the junior he looked at: "Who are you?"

Ding Minjun clasped his fists in salute to him, and said: "Junior Ding Minjun." After a pause, he continued: "I used to be the eldest disciple of Jue Shitai, the head of your sect."

Dugu Yihe suddenly said: "It turned out to be you." Then he suppressed all expressions, and said lightly: "What do you want me to do?"

Ding Minjun didn't care about his indifferent reaction. This uncle has a weird temper and has lived in seclusion all year round. Even when she was still in the Emei School, she didn't have much interaction with him, but this time, she didn't come here just for herself. Therefore, he said to him: "Master, there is a person I want you to meet." After saying that, he took a step back and let out Shangguan Qingluan who was following her.

The marks between Dugu Yihe's eyebrows became deeper, perhaps he didn't want to be distracted before the duel, so he asked impatiently with a sullen face: "Who is she?"

Shangguan Qingluan stared at him firmly, and said coldly: "You don't know me, but you don't know if you still remember Shangguan Mo!"

Dugu Yihe's pupils shrank slightly, and his face changed.He stood up subconsciously, looked at the woman in Tsing Yi in front of him in surprise and said, "You, are you..."

"That's right!" Shangguan Qingluan said with red eyes and hatred: "I am the only eldest daughter of Shangguan Mo who was killed by you all!"

Dugu Yihe's body swayed invisibly, his face suddenly showed a heavy tired look, and he murmured: "I knew it a long time ago, I knew it a long time ago..."

what do you know?He didn't go on.Maybe he knew that sooner or later, he who killed someone would be killed by someone.

But not now, he still has one very important thing to do.

So he straightened his back again, and said in a deep voice to the woman who came to seek revenge: "Your father, mother and younger brother were indeed killed by our hands. This is irrefutable, even if I later learned that I was The wrong killer was deceived, so I have been a monk on Mount Emei for many years to atone for my sins, but I can’t wash away the murders I have done. If you want revenge on me, I have no problem, but not now."

As he spoke, he started to walk towards the outside of the teahouse. When passing by Shangguan Qingluan, he stopped and said calmly: "After the duel with Ximen Chuuxue, if I die, then You don’t need to do anything, if I’m not dead, I can do whatever you want.”

After finishing speaking, he was about to leave straight away, but Shangguan Qingluan asked sharply with his back turned to him: "You said you were deceived? Who is that person?"

Dugu Yihe's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Shangguanmu."

……

The time slowly came to Shen Shi.

When Dugu Yihe arrived at the duel location, Ximen Chuuxue was already waiting there, still dressed in white as snow, with a stern face, and a simple black sheathed sword slung across his back.

After hearing the sound of footsteps from behind, he turned around and said calmly to Dugu Yihe who came to the appointment: "You are here."

His expression was cold, but his dark eyes were faintly shining, as if he couldn't wait.

Dugu Yihe didn't make him wait any longer, picked up his saber and stood against the wind, loudly said: "Draw your sword!"

Ximen Chuixue stood against the wind, and said: "You draw your sword first!"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the two fought together like two beams of light.

Ding Minjun jumped onto a century-old tree outside the battle circle, his eyes moved quickly left and right, and focused on distinguishing each move of the two.

Shangguan Qingluan is not as strong as her in martial arts, so she can only avoid it from a distance, and can't see the situation of the duel clearly, so she calms down and waits for the final result.

In the battle circle, Dugu Yihe seized the opportunity and made ten moves first. The moves carried both the shadow of the sword and the light of the sword, making it difficult to resist.However, who is Ximen Chuuxue, after some probing, he has found the trick to crack it.

Dugu Yihe didn't panic, he changed his stance, and hit twenty more ruthless moves in a row, killing people with each move.Ximen Chuuxue's response this time was a little more reluctant than before, and it was obvious that he had gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

Ding Minjun's eyes darkened slightly, a little worried for Ximen Chuuxue.After all, she was an old friend, and her daughter who didn't want to stay still seemed to have some thoughts about him, so she naturally didn't want to see him die here at a young age.

However, the situation seemed to be even more unfavorable for Ximen Chuuxue.Seeing Dugu Yihe's sword go straight towards his heart, even if the latter narrowly avoided it, he also left a deep scar on his chest, and his snow-white clothes were instantly stained with blood.

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue, who avoided a deadly move, keenly discovered the flaw in Dugu Yihe's sword move in a moment of life and death. In a flash, he finally found a sword that could kill Dugu. The gap of a crane.

So he started fighting back.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

After another thirty moves, Ximen Chuuxue's sword pierced through Dugu Yihe's chest, and at the last moment, a string of blood drops fell.

Dugu Yihe's chest was bleeding profusely, and he laughed heartily after he fell to the ground.He was seriously injured, and it was obvious that he couldn't survive, but he still turned his head with difficulty, and said to Shangguan Qingluan who was standing far away: "You... come here..."

He pointed to the sword on the ground that had accompanied him for decades, and hissed, "Now... take revenge for your whole family..."

Shangguan Qingluan numbly knelt down to pick up the blood-stained long sword, pointing down, and dragged towards him step by step, leaving a long mark on the mud behind him.

Ximen Chuuxue, who was also seriously injured, shook his body, finally couldn't hold on anymore, and knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the saber deeply inserted in the ground to stabilize his figure.

At some point in the woods there was a dense fog.

Just as Ding Minjun was about to jump off the branch, he suddenly saw a figure appearing in the thick fog in the distance.

When she saw the other person, that person was already planning to leave, but for some reason, the way the other person turned around overlapped inexplicably with the scene she had seen in her memory.

Her breathing stopped suddenly, and before she could react, she tapped her toes and stepped on the intertwined branches to chase after him.

The other party seemed to have discovered her, and also picked up the lightness kung fu and quickened his pace.

There was always a distance between the two.

Ding Minjun sensed the other party's unwillingness to meet, pursed his lips, and finally stopped first, and said loudly: "Stop!"

After she stopped chasing, the man also stopped, and stood with his back to her and his hands behind his back.

Ding Minjun looked at the back figure that was much stronger than ten years ago but still familiar from afar, with mixed emotions in her heart, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Silence prevailed in the woods.

The man waited for a while without waiting for a word, and then raised his legs again to leave.

Ding Minjun wanted to ask him why he refused to see each other, why he didn't show up in front of him since he cared about his son's life and death, but in the end she didn't ask anything, and just said suddenly: "There is a person who made an appointment with me many years ago He invited me to appreciate the plum blossoms in his village, but he missed the appointment."

After a long time, the talent seemed to be erratic, and said in a voice that was both real and illusory: "That's really a pity."

Before the words fell, he suddenly disappeared into the thick fog as if he had just appeared suddenly.

Ding Minjun lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress the blood amber ring worn on the index finger of his left hand, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

The author has something to say: one hundred chapters, in fact, I only planned to write 20 words.

There are still about tens of thousands of words and it should be over. It's time to finish it.

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