I respect him so fragrant

"Does Shuiyue know about this matter?"

After listening to the ins and outs, Jiaoyue clutched the letter tightly in her hand, closed her eyes and asked.

"I don't know." The answer of Immortal Master Sixue was as expected.

"I think this matter may be too imminent." Jiaoyue was silent for a while, trying to stop, "The source of the senior brother's news is not yet clear, if Jiang Gu is not a child of Hanjiang, it is against humanity and justice for us to do so, let alone this It's not fair to Shuiyue..."

"Last time the Guiluo market was so lively, you and I don't understand." Immortal Xixue said, "Immortal Cangyue had doubts for a long time, but it was because of Shuiyue's face and the reputation of Wanyuemen that he didn't understand." Suppress this."

"Exchanging Jiang Gu for you also has the meaning of Immortal Cang Yue. He thinks it's just a good time to use this opportunity to clean up the family."

Jiaoyue was startled, and silently recited the words "cleaning the door" several times.

Among them, the decisive meaning is self-evident.

Thinking of this, he finally gave up the idea of ​​persuasion, and said: "Then what should we do tomorrow? If Jiang Guruo is alive, what should we do?"

"Ghost Fallen City must be taken down tomorrow." Immortal Master Ruxue said lightly, "We can't delay any longer."

"As for Jiang Gu...he can't come back alive."

He cannot come back alive.

Li Qihan couldn't help taking a few steps back, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

His master, the resigned and independent head of the Banxue Sect, actually deliberately planned to kill a disciple of the Wanyue Sect.

Moreover, this disciple of Wanyue Sect is the apprentice of Shuiyue Immortal Venerable and also his good friend.

Li Qihan only felt his head buzzing, and his thoughts were being pulled back and forth by an unknown big hand, which was painful.

On one side is my friend who flew kites with me when I was a child, and on the other side is my respected teacher.

Both of them are clearly on the side of justice, so why should they kill each other?

Hanjiang...

The Legacy of the Cold River...

Jiang Gu is the legacy of Han Jiang...

The surrounding wind is getting colder and colder.The cloak in Li Qihan's arms raised a corner.

There is still some time until tomorrow's sunrise.No one noticed his whereabouts at night, maybe he could do something.

But even if he could do something, he knew that he couldn't prevent the end of the matter.

The wind blows more and more lonely.

But after a few thoughts, Li Qihan had already made a decision.He turned and left, disappearing into the night.

Xianxue Xianzun had already noticed the movement, but remained unmoved.

Immortal Jiaoyue repeatedly looked at the letter in his hand, and finally sighed helplessly.

Not stopping it at this moment is the biggest concession they can make.

At dawn on the second day, a shocking news came from Guiluo Bazaar.

The Ghost Fallen City Lord disappeared.

In fact, everyone in the City Lord's Palace disappeared.

The disciple who reported the news was originally preparing for the handover between the two parties.As a result, when I went there, I found that the Guiluo City was in chaos, and the family sect had no leader, because the Guiluo City Lord who controlled all of this disappeared last night.

Li Qihan was also brought back together.

When the disciples found him, he was lying in the weeds outside the city, unconscious, holding a spirit sword in his hand.

It is Jiang Gu's life sword.

Everyone in the City Lord's Palace disappeared overnight, and Jiang Gu, who was exchanged as a hostage, also disappeared.

When the news reached Wanyue Xianshan, Xie Yao was touching the package in front of him, wondering what was inside.

This package was sent by Ji Cheng last night, saying that Jiang Gu sent it back from the camp.But at that time, Xie Yao had a toxic attack and was lying in bed unconscious, and there was no way to dismantle it.

This morning, he finally regained some energy, so he wanted to open the package to see what it was.

It's strange to say that Xie Yao's five senses disappeared every time Xie Yao was poisoned before. This period of tossing and turning also tortured him until he lost all five senses and became weak.But today, for some reason, he found that he could hear some voices, and he could see something vaguely in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Xie Yao was staring at the package, and he could barely guess that what was inside was similar to a scroll, so he jokingly said to Yuan Xijian: "What painting do you think Jiang Gu sent back? Is it a landscape? Or a beauty? This ghost fell The landscape of the city is just an illusion, nothing to see. It must be a beauty, and she must be a peerless and independent beauty, otherwise, according to this kid's temper, I'm afraid I can't let him write."

He opened the package while talking, and then smiled with narrowed eyes: "I just said, this is a picture of a beauty..."

and many more?

Where is this beauty picture?

Xie Yao was afraid that his eyesight was wrong, so he leaned closer to the scroll and squinted his eyes to read it carefully, then stood up suddenly, his face full of surprise and shock.

The person in this painting, the person in this painting... the person in this painting is clearly me!

I saw the man in white in the picture scroll with loose hair, a wooden hairpin in his hand, and a flamboyant expression. Isn't he the one who first met Jiang Gu in Wanyue Xianshan three years ago?

A long-lost look appeared on Xie Yao's face.He felt that he should invite a few people to ask, ask them, what is the operation of the apprentice painting a portrait of the master and sending it to the master?

But at this moment, the sky of Shuiyuejing was empty, and there was no one else present except himself.

It's not that the caretakers are negligent, but that there are many affairs in Xianmen these days, and a lot of manpower is needed.The disciples who were far away in Guiluo Market couldn't come back, so they could only send the disciples who stayed behind to guard the gate first, and there was naturally a shortage of manpower.In addition, Xie Yao didn't like to be surrounded by a group of people on weekdays, so he simply took this opportunity to spend all of them, and ended up in peace.

After thinking about it, Xie Yao rolled up the scroll, got up and groped down the mountain.

He needs to ask someone to understand.

Xu Shi hasn't been out of Shuiyue Jingtian for a long time, Xie Yao felt that he no longer knew the way to Xumi Lingjing.There were many bumps and bumps along the way, and he could only walk in the general direction based on his intuition.Now he really hopes to meet a disciple of the immortal teacher or something, at least he can help lead the way.

No matter how careful he was, his blurred vision still didn't notice the existence of a few vines.Xie Yao was tripped and fell in embarrassment. The scroll in his hand also rolled down, and he didn't know where it rolled.

Sure enough, he was afraid of something.Xie Yao lay on the ground helplessly, and called out softly, "Yuan Xijian, can you help me find where the scroll fell?"

A burst of purple sword light pierced the air and fell straight on the stream not far away.Xie Yao struggled to get up, patted the dust on his body, endured the pain, squinted his eyes and walked towards the stream.

The stream is shallow and should not wash away the paintings.But if the painting gets wet, it's also very bad.

He inevitably quickened his pace.

Fortunately, the scroll did not roll into the stream, but was blocked by a stone and fell beside the stream.Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and picked up the scroll.Meanwhile, his fingers dipped into the stream.

Many strange pictures appeared in front of his eyes instantly.

The scenery in the picture was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, Xie Yao frowned as he thought about it, and finally remembered that this was a desolate forest outside the city not far from Ghost Fallen City.

The following scenes flashed one after another, without exception, there is a common protagonist - Jiang Gu.

He saw Jiang Gu being sized up and talked about...

He saw Jiang Gu imprisoned, painting alone in the tent...

He saw Jiang Gu being pressed by Fang Xuan every step of the way...

He saw Jiang Gu entrusting someone to send a picture scroll, and he went to the city of ghosts...

In the last scene, Xie Yao saw Jiang Gufu under the dim light, picking up a brush and writing a few words stroke by stroke in the lower right corner of the scroll.

The screen disappeared.

Xie Yao was stunned, then slowly opened the scroll, staring at the lower right corner with blurred vision for a long time.

There are four words neatly inscribed on it——

Your heart is my heart.

The deep and distant bells suddenly echoed in the mountains, one after another, a total of 81 times.

This is the number of bells that only the Xianmen wins.

Xie Yao's heart began to panic for no reason.Holding the painting scroll, he ignored the discomfort from the fall just now, and ran in the direction of Xumi Lingjing with messy steps.

The toxicity started to attack again, the familiar pain struck again, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell into a state of not being able to see anything again.Yuan Xijian sensed that something was wrong with him, and rushed forward to stop him, but he scolded severely: "Get out! Don't block my way!"

There were exclamations and footsteps not far away.Presumably some disciples saw Xie Yao, who hadn't shown up for a long time, suddenly appear, and he still appeared in such a panic.

"Shuiyue Immortal? Isn't he in retreat!"

"What's wrong with him? Was he stimulated by something?"

"Alas! The Immortal Venerable fell down!"

Xie Yao's fall was harder than the first time. He fell directly from the high mountain steps and hit the hard rock. His hands and head were skinned and blood oozes.

The disciples in twos and threes around hurriedly gathered to help him up, and asked him in unison if he was alright.Xie Yao didn't answer, just grabbed a disciple by the collar, and said in a hoarse voice, "Have Immortal Master Jiaoyue and the others come back?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, the Bright Moon Immortal Venerable and the others haven't come back yet. It's just news that they have taken down the Ghost Falling Market and won a complete victory..." Before the disciple finished speaking, he was thanked again. Yao interrupted: "Where's Jiang Gu? Is Jiang Gu okay?"

"This..." The disciple showed a strange expression, "I don't know for now..."

Xie Yao closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and got up and said, "Forget it, I'll go find the master."

"There's no need to look for it, I'm already here." Immortal Cang Yue rushed over after hearing the news, his stern face was full of anger, "Look what you look like!"

In the past, when Xie Yao heard these things, he must have smiled hippie and laughed, fooling around.But today he clenched his fists, and replied bluntly: "What do I look like, don't you always know the head, don't you have disdain and shame?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I never talked nonsense!"

Xie Yao raised his eyes, and said indifferently: "I know that my usual actions are absurd, and I am not worthy of being an immortal. At this moment, I am even a waste. There is nothing I can do for the immortal. But brother! Why?"

Cang Yue's complexion changed, it was the first time he saw Xie Yao's smiling face showing anger and disappointment.

"Jiang Gu is my apprentice." Xie Yao said softly, "It's up to whoever decides whether he lives or dies, and he can't be ruined by some heartless bastards at will. Senior brother doesn't care about my face, and he defaults to others. Jiang Gu went to danger alone, I admit it, because I am useless and can't protect him."

"But today I will leave my words here. If something happens to him, even if I risk my life, I will make everyone who failed him pay the price."

The author has something to say: Master is angry, and the consequences are very serious.