Master always wants to make amends

What is the most tragic thing for a person is to have hope first, and then watch hope shatter in front of oneself.

Jun Mo didn't feel hopeless or sad. When he heard that he was demoted to Jingsi Cliff by Lin Xiao, his mood was even calm, as if something long-awaited finally happened, as if... …

Well, I have to admit that even though he had premeditated and made plans, he still inevitably felt a sense of disappointment.

After all, no one has looked at him with that kind of gaze for more than a hundred years—caring, caring very seriously, without mixing anything.

He keenly felt that from that day when he woke up in the tub until now, Lin Xiao had subconsciously trusted and protected him.

This kind of gesture is inexplicable, but it gives people a very strong feeling, so strong that even if he hates this hypocrite in his heart, he can easily detect the change in this person.

He couldn't find any other reason besides taking the house.And all Lin Xiao's actions afterwards made him guess whether this person was someone who knew him, or his elder?

Besides the members of the Jun family, who would treat him so seriously?

He has been waiting, even looking forward to getting along with Lin Xiao next, looking forward to seeing how he treats him well in the future.

Until... the familiar scene in front of me happened again.

"Give it over!"

The visitor said coldly, wrapped in black clothes, with a cold murderous look and powerful aura all over his body, behind him were four people in the same black clothes, each of them was well-trained, each A person makes the familiar eyes red!

Look at the bloody orchid symbol on the black clothes, how familiar it is!

Wasn't everyone in the Jun family killed by these people? !

The only difference is probably that in his previous life he didn't know that these people had something to do with Lin Xiao, but in this life, he knew that these people were actually arranged by Lin Xiao long ago, and he had already made the arrangements.

So, it turned out to be fake again?

Jun Mo pursed his lips, with a look of hatred on his face, but there was a deathly silence in his eyes.

"It's you." He said coldly, and slowly pulled out the sword at his waist.

He couldn't tell what the feeling in his heart was, hatred?cold?Or... anger?

He glanced down at his sleeve inexplicably, thinking of the stubborn look of that person who tightly pursed his lips and clutching himself, but didn't say a word, and thought of how sincerely he was to himself, and then looked at the man standing here now. The five of them couldn't help laughing coldly and mockingly.

Heh, he really is stupid, to trust others so easily again.

Moreover, he was cheated twice by one person.

"How could I only think that he was a siege, but didn't guess that he was reborn after a tragic death? If so, it's not like he won't be like this these days." Jun Mo only sneered at himself in his heart, while belittling himself blindly , while calculating how to settle this new account, so as to be worthy of his "respected and beloved" master.

After this psychological fluctuation, he looked at the murderers in front of him, and his heart became more and more calm.

"Hmph, it's really a toast and you don't eat fine wine! You little bastard, I caught you today, and let you take a good look at how your father died!" The leading man in black sneered, his sword was shocked, and he took the lead. Grabbing it, he pointed at his wrist with a sword.

This is obviously going to break his tendons!

The coldness in Jun Mo's eyes flashed away, and there was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth. He turned slightly and dodged the attack. He flicked his finger lightly on the sword, and the zhenqi superimposed by the three strikes moved along the sword. The man pressed his wrist.

Puff puff!

There were three muffled sounds, and the man in black felt a sharp pain in his jaw, and subconsciously let go, and looked down at his wrist, his eyes were about to burst.

After Jun Mo's three simple bounces, blood came out from his tendons, and he was almost disabled!

"Bitch, you're looking for death!" The man shouted angrily, and without holding back his hands, he rushed forward with a loud shout, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slammed Jun Mo's chest hard.

Blood immediately overflowed from Jun Mo's lips, and he twisted his waist, almost rubbing the two sword qi on both sides. After narrowly dodging, the four of them didn't allow him to breathe for a while, and rushed up again.

In just a short while, Jun Mo's injuries became more and more serious. Due to the excessive blood loss, his face quickly paled, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. On the contrary, his eyes were full of ridicule and coldness.

Everything was proceeding according to his calculations. Since these people were recruited by Lin Xiao, they obviously didn't dare to make a big deal out of it.However, these people don't know that as long as they come, they will fall into his scheme. Just wait, just a moment's work, the movement here will spread throughout the Xuanzhen Sect.

He wanted to see, when he fell off the cliff and died, and Lin Xiao was beginning to collude with outsiders to frame his apprentice, whether his hypocrite master could still be trusted by the master?

As long as he thought of the ugly face of that person at that time, he felt all kinds of relief, and he didn't even feel much about the injuries on his body.

Death escape is really the most suitable choice for him at the moment.

It's just that this time, I believe that Master didn't have the opportunity to show his love for disciples, but in the next few days, he would face the suspicion and investigation of the entire Xuanzhen Sect.

boom.

Another slap on the chest made Jun Mo feel pain in his chest and abdomen. He gritted his teeth and felt a sudden pain in his leg. This sword almost cut off his leg.

He frowned, looked up to the northwest of Jingsi Cliff, the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Right now, the time is almost right.

As expected, Lin Qingqing lived up to his "good intentions" and revealed her life experience to Xuanyuan Che.

Xuanyuan Che came here to find out about his mother's affairs. Since half a month ago, he has asked himself several times, insinuatingly, about what happened back then, and he revealed something to him just right.

As expected, he did not live up to his expectations, making people pay attention to Jingsi Cliff all the time.Presumably, as soon as these men in black touched Jingsi Cliff, those spies had already gone to report to Xuanyuan Che.

Heh, being Chu Qiu's disciple has this advantage. Whenever there is a disturbance, the God of War of Xuanzhenzong can be called immediately. By the way, with a little operation, the head of the sect, Meng Qingyun, can also follow.

Then, the next drama, just like this, will be staged in front of everyone!

He sneered, and he could have staggered the attacking legs in front of him, but instead of dodging, he took a step forward and ran straight towards the sword energy.

In the eyes of Meng Qingyun and others who rushed over quickly, he seemed to be petrified, there was nowhere to hide!

With this attack, this leg will be broken!

Everyone looked ugly, and Meng Qingyun even shouted: "Stop!"

However, he was fast, but someone was faster than him. Seeing that he and others were exposed, those men in black immediately jumped over the wall in a panic, and their moves became a little bit more ruthless.

The leader's eyes flashed sharply, and he shot dozens of throwing knives straight at Jun Mo's heart!

boom!

With a loud noise, a black shadow suddenly bumped into Jun Mo's body, puff, puff, those throwing knives that shone with faint blue, all shot at the black shadow.

Jun Mo's eyes widened in astonishment. Affected by the strength of the black shadow, he subconsciously staggered backwards. After a while, he stepped on the edge of the cliff.

Everyone was stunned, and Jun Mo had already fallen off Jingsi Cliff in a daze!

"No!"

Meng Qingyun yelled and rushed to the edge of the cliff like flying, but it was still too late...