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The moon in the sky cast a cold light in the sky, and the cold light fell faintly, illuminating a half-closed casement on the ground.

Then a hand closed the wind-blown window from the inside.

He turned around with a haughty and conceited expression, it was Fu Tinghuan who had left Xiao Jianshen!

On the opposite side of his line of sight, sat a woman.

There was a grimace mask on the table next to the woman, and she herself was as beautiful as a peach and plum, and as cold as ice.

Although she is no longer young, she has almost the same face and expression as Fu Tinghuan.

No matter which outsider is here, he can also know that the two present must be mother-child blood relationship.

But when she faced Fu Tinghuan.

When a mother confronts her son.

There was only coldness and disgust in her eyes, as well as undisguised contempt.

This is naked anger, the anger that naturally breeds because of his despicable biological father.

She stood up from her seat, and the sleeves painted with snakes, scorpions and five poisons brushed across the table, those colorful insects and snakes seemed to come alive from the sleeves, they moved their joints and swayed their limbs, and slid from the woman's hand She crawled along the table to the ground, and crowded and pushed forward along with her——

Simply disgusting.

Fu Tinghuan frowned slightly, and took a step away indiscriminately.

Xue Qing walked by Fu Tinghuan.

Only now did her voice reach Fu Tinghuan's ears.

It was a voice that was exactly the same as her gaze just now: full of coldness and disgust, as well as completely undisguised contempt and ridicule.

She said: "Are you with Xiao Potian?"

"Men and men together, slide the world's jokes."

"It's ridiculous. You and him are in the same room with the lights off. How on earth are you going to have a bridal chamber? Which one is a woman?"

"Sooner or later, you will be abandoned by him, like a worn-out shirt or a pair of worn-out shoes. You will be discarded casually, and then you will not be able to be exchanged for him to look back."

"Just like your father, he abandoned me and you without hesitation, and fulfilled the fame of a gentleman of his generation."

"It's like you abandoned me..."

She turned to look at Fu Tinghuan.

There is too much resentment among the relatives of this family.

Husband and wife, father and son, mother and son.

Feelings, interests, betrayal.

"When you abandoned your mother who had just passed away lying on the hospital bed, who had been dependent on you since childhood, and left everything as if you were breaking out of a cage, you must have forgotten that your mother has not died yet."

"You must not know."

"When she was wandering between the nether world and the yang world in one breath, when she stepped into hell with one foot and was still in the world with one foot..."

"She looked at you father and son."

"Suddenly my heart felt like dead ashes, and the fire of karma burned from the ashes—"

"Phoenix Gu has the effect of bringing the dead back to life."

A secretive smile flickered across Xue Qing's lips. She looked at Fu Tinghuan whose expression had turned cold, and said leisurely, "What is love? What is love? It's just the best lie in the world."

"In those few years, people were simply inferior to ghosts. Did you think so too?"

"You are his son, so you abandoned me without hesitation; you are my son, so you are destined to be abandoned by men, women, and anyone you fall in love with without hesitation... "

After so many years of working alone, Fu Tinghuan has already cultivated the ability to not change face when Mount Tai collapses in front of her.

So when he was seriously injured by the Dragon King and was dying, Fu Tinghuan was still able to smile and sigh.

So now even if a sharp sword really pierced his heart, stirring wantonly in his defenseless chest, piercing his whole heart, chopping it up and making it bloody--

He could also ask as if nothing had happened: "Is that all mother wants to say?"

"Of course not." Xue Qing also acted as if nothing had happened, as if she was just chatting with her long-lost son, expressing her divorce, "You and Xiao Potian are together, of course you know that the matter of Gu Hongjian is a big lie."

Fu Tinghuan's eyes flickered slightly.

"The Guhong sword is the red bone Xiao, which was gifted to my childhood sweetheart by Tiandu that day..." When she said this, her gaze dropped to a white jade flute on Fu Tinghuan's waist, "It's on you now .”

Gu Hongjian is a matter of Hong Gu Xiao, and many people in the Jianghu may know about it.

But the Red Bone Xiao was gifted to Fu Tinghuan by Xiao Jianshen. Those who saw it didn't know, and those who knew didn't see it. Therefore, only Xiao Jianshen and Fu Tinghuan knew about it.

At this moment, Fu Tinghuan suddenly realized: "That day you went to find Xiao — Potian."

"That's right." When Xue Qing put away her smile, she was as cold as she was beautiful, "Why should I find a son who turned his head and walked away like being chased by a ghost before I died?"

"I was going to see Xiao Potian, but I didn't expect to meet you."

"I planned to never see you again, but I didn't want Honggu Xiao to be on your body."

Fu Tinghuan looked at her mother.

He was also a little dazed at this time.

Those memories of the past and the reality of the present are entangled together, inseparable, twisted and twisted, like a mess.

The mother who was lying on the hospital bed could only repeat dully, "Why didn't he come? Why did he betray me?" Her face was haggard and her bones were broken.Only the last breath is left hanging, alive, and dead, what is the difference?

And the mother standing in front of him, narrating vicious sentences and upcoming plots, is graceful and graceful.At this time, she was completely in a state of mind and spirit - she was still alive, living out another appearance that he had expected but never knew.

It's like two people with completely different heads and tails.

But since a person has already wandered into the netherworld, when he comes back, he will always have to make some diametrically opposite changes.

Is it better in the past, or better in the present?

Is it better to be his mother who still loves him despite being obsessed with obsession, or is it better to be the cold-hearted, heartless and ruthless saint of Shitian?

Only then did Fu Tinghuan realize.

What he had imagined and hoped for countless nights as a child could really come true.

But there is always an insurmountable gap between dreams and reality.

But also...it doesn't matter.

He is no longer a child who cannot protect himself, he no longer needs those... fathers and mothers who represent everything in the world.

It is better to disappoint than to be disappointed.

It is better to hurt than to be hurt.

If a woman's husband and son are unreliable, she must always be able to rely on herself.

Fu Tinghuan lowered her head and brushed her sleeves.

He was in a slight trance.Such a trance has emerged from his heart to his face.So he lowered his head, let this thing disappear from his face, then raised his head and said to Xue Qing: "Then what does the saint want to do with Xiao Potian?"

Xue Qing avoided answering this point, and only asked: "Do you know what the primary purpose of this martial arts conference is?"

"One is discussing Gu Hongjian, and the other is discussing the crusade against Shi Tianjiao."

"The Guhong sword is a big lie. If one spirit temple is destroyed, it will be destroyed. If one Guhong sword is destroyed, there will be countless ones coming out sooner or later; and 20 years ago, the war against Shitianjiao by the heroes is already on the agenda. ..."

That secretive smile appeared on the corner of Xue Qing's lips again, and this kind of smile made her look more like a normal person: "You were just born 20 years ago, and you didn't know anything; but this time you happened to be at the right time. Stagnant water, only when you stir it down, will you know how many fish can be eaten in your stomach. What do you think?... Master Fu."

Fu Tinghuan's eyebrows and eyes moved again.

He said, "How do you want to do it?"

Xue Qing said: "One Spirit Temple is just the first chess piece, Manichaeism is the second, and there will be a third and a fourth... He has planned to make Guhong Sword appear everywhere in the rivers and lakes." Shadow, like this, he can take advantage of the turmoil in the world."

"But the world is in turmoil, and Shi Tianjiao can also take advantage of the situation."

She laughed.

The cold finally faded from her body a little.Her smile at this time is both gorgeous and poisonous, and it always makes people willing, poisoning the flower to death: "So this plan, we, Shi Tianjiao, will take it over."

"There is another plan among them, which is also flourishing. It can kill people in a village, a county, or a city."

"That's it. The world is in chaos, and there is no way for people in the world to hide, and there is no way to avoid it."

××××××

All conspiracies always breed in darkness.

Conspiracies born in the dark will always be revealed in the light of the sky.

When the figure of the Guhong Sword appeared in the stupa of the Manichaeism, and when the Manichaeism was about to fall into the same crisis as the One Spirit Temple, someone suggested that Xie Side's head was found in Guiyuan Villa. If you have learned Manichaeism, you should also check Guiyuan Villa together.

Fu Qingqiu had no doubts about this matter, and quickly agreed.

But there is another problem.

Coming up this time, the Manichaeism has found a big problem. The group of heroes stared at the Guhong sword in the hands of the abbot Zhizhi, and couldn't move their eyes. They didn't care what happened to Xie Side's head in the so-called Guiyuan Villa.

Yilingguan's destruction of the door is also important, and Xie Side's truth is not as good as the sword in front of me that is said to be the only one who wins the world!

So everyone sat in the Manichaeism hall again, discussing in whispers.

They discussed two outcomes.

First, since the Guhong sword appeared in Manichaeism, the Guhong sword must be placed in the sight of everyone.

Second, but the matter of Guiyuan Villa is also strange, maybe some people should be sent over to have a look.

Third, which part of the people will go and which part will stay?

Just when the undercurrents of the heroes were united and divided into their respective camps, the Manichaeans and Guiyuan Villa were also actively discussing the current situation, and in order to show that they did not do anything shady, they still A person was invited to sit aside and listen to them.

This person is naturally Xiao Jianshen and Xiao Dada.

Xiao Jianshen just drank tea from one place to another, he said he didn't care about it, and on the way to drink tea, he was bored thinking about whether he should cheat Fu Qingqiu again.

Master Zhizhi said at this time: "Junior Brother Mingxin and Master Qingqiu witnessed the destruction of the Guhong Sword by Taoist Master Lingquan..."

"Not bad." Fu Qingqiu said as Monk Mingxin nodded.He said, "I saw with my own eyes that the Taoist priest threw the Guhong sword into the fire, and it was already melted into molten iron and lost its shape."

"That means this sword is definitely not that sword." Master Wisely said softly.

This time Fu Qingqiu was silent for a moment.Then he said: "The Taoist priest showed us the sword..." He picked up the long sword with his hand and came to the landscape pattern, "Fortunately, the Taoist master Lingquan showed us... the pattern of this sword is different from that of the other. The pattern of the sword is exactly the same!"

"Then this sword is not real," said Master Zhizhi, shaking the sword, and the Guhong sword suddenly flashed a brilliant silver light, "That sword is not real either."

"From the beginning to the end, it was a shocking..."

"Abbot, abbot, abbot!" Suddenly a monk shouted anxiously from outside.

Master Wise raised his head and saw his other disciple running from outside the hall, how similar was the reaction of the subordinates of Guiyuan Villa when Xie Side's head was found half a day ago?

So he and Fu Qingqiu looked at each other and had a bad premonition in their hearts.

He said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, take a breath first, and then talk slowly, what happened?"

But the monk couldn't catch his breath, and called out intermittently: "Gu, Gu Hongjian—it's Gu Hongjian! News of Gu Hongjian suddenly appeared everywhere in the Jianghu!——"

"It seems that there are countless Guhong swords appearing in countless places!——"