[Jianwang III] Yellow sand is far above the sky

The mountain wind blew in untimely, knocked the door open heavily, mixed with sporadic snowflakes and blew into the alchemy room, raising Huangfu Ziyue's water-red dance clothes.The originally beautiful scene is so out of place now, the small alchemy room is filled with a murderous aura that is somewhat colder than the mountain wind.

Mo Liuxiang stared at Jing Baiyi, and said with a half-smile: "Your meridians were restricted by two great masters, and her inner strength was sealed by me with drugs. It's rare that you still have the courage to stand in front of me."

Jing Baiyi smiled lightly: "I see, it seems that letting Alu go is also in your plan, so I don't need to thank you for your kindness."

"People who are too smart are really admired and feared. They can help you make things clean and beautiful, but they may also inadvertently penetrate into your secrets." Mo Liuxiang wiped from Jing Baiyi's side However, he walked towards the door of Dan's room: "I have many things that I don't want people to know, so I don't like people who are too smart."

Huangfu Ziyue sneered, turned to look at Mo Liuxiang's back: "Such as 'Four Secrets'?"

Mo Liuxiang paused slightly when he heard the sound, and then continued to close the door: "So that's it, you still saw the silk scroll in the Diamond Sutra."

"I just saw the word 'Four Secrets', but I'm different from Bai Yi. I was originally in the East Palace to inquire about the past affairs of Qixiu Neifang, so I have read a lot of files, large and small, so... Not ignorant." Huangfu Ziyue shook his head, and then looked at Mo Liuxiang's back: "The Fourth Secret is code-named Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting. The martial arts of 'Qin' is astonishing, and once it is shot, it is lore; 'Chess' is good at layout and planning. Strategizing and winning thousands of miles; 'Book' is the most indifferent blogger, usually just managing files and rarely showing up in the rivers and lakes; 'Painting' is the most mysterious person among the four secrets, and has no real things to do. I'm afraid it's..."

"Select the members of the Fourth Secret, and monitor their actions." Mo Liuxiang turned to look at Huangfu Ziyue, her slightly frowned brows slowly relaxed: "It's amazing, as expected of someone personally selected by Fangzhu Ye, who can actually do it. Knowing this, if Tang Yichen was not in Tubo now, I would have thought he had passed the news to you."

Jing Baiyi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mo Liuxiang: "Then Yichen is indeed not dead, and he is also one of the Four Secrets."

"One of the Four Secrets? Yes, of course it is... However, the more appropriate title now is not this." Mo Liuxiang's voice was calm, and he could not hear any emotion: "The Lord of Tianluo, one of the Four Secrets, these It's all about the past, and his current status is the number one guest official in Xiangguo's mansion."

"Yang Guozhong?" Jing Baiyi was stunned, and then shook his head: "Impossible, what Yichen hates the most in his life is this kind of..."

"People change, especially after experiencing life and death." Mo Liuxiang interrupted Jing Baiyi's words unceremoniously: "People who have seen hell will always draw a clear line from their past selves. Always look down on the weak and incompetent self in the past."

"For example you?" Jing Baiyi looked at Mo Liuxiang: "A meticulous 'chess' will also feel disappointed in the past?"

Mo Liuxiang's eyes turned cold, he looked at Jing Baiyi, and then suddenly felt a sense of loss: "Yes, I am extremely disappointed in the person who used to be a 'chess', but I don't have to face the past. That self doesn't have to face the identity of 'Qi' anymore, the current 'Qi' has someone else."

"There is someone else..." Jing Baiyi pondered for a moment, his body shook suddenly, and said softly, "I understand."

Mo Liuxiang looked at Jing Baiyi appreciatively: "As expected of the Lord of Heaven."

"Then what about Yichen, he..." Huangfu Ziyue couldn't help asking, but suddenly he didn't know what to ask.

Mo Liuxiang shook his head, some white hair came out from the hood, which stood out against the background of the black robe: "He was injured too badly that day, and there is no way to heal him, and now... he is at the border between the world and hell every day. Wandering. Even I don't know how he will understand and arrange his life that will disappear at any time." Mo Liuxiang stood in the shadow with his hands behind his back, unable to distinguish his expression: "Brother Jing, Miss Huangfu. We have been chatting for so long , and it’s time for a conclusion.”

Jing Baiyi and Huangfu Ziyue looked at each other, and they both read each other's hearts from each other's eyes.They couldn't help but looked at each other with a smile and interlocked their fingers, not putting Mo Liuxiang in their eyes at all.

"Sure enough, I still don't want to let you go." Mo Liuxiang looked at the two snuggling together, the energy in his sleeves swelled with endless murderous aura, and suddenly he raised his hand and slapped him with majestic force. rush out.

With a click, the door of the alchemy room was torn apart by the wind from Mo Liuxiang's palm.Mo Liuxiang walked slowly outside the house, without even looking at the two people behind him: "Jing Baiyi, the lord of Tianluo, assassinated the crown prince's door Qing Li Mi and died on the top of Huashan Mountain. Huangfu Ziyue, a disciple of Qixiu, died in love. Your Highness is benevolent to the world and allows the two to be buried together."

"Mr. Mo?" Huangfu Ziyue was stunned, and looked at Mo Liuxiang's back in confusion.

"Within three days, the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce will pay off the final payment of a sea-going ship, and provide one year's water and crew." Mo Liuxiang stepped on the fragments of the door panel, and stopped gently: "Similarly, in three days, the new Tianluozhi The lord will appeal to the world, and anyone who uses the names of the late Lord of Tianluo, Jing Baiyi, and Huangfu Ziyue to travel around the rivers and lakes will be killed."

"Thank you." Jing Baiyi understood and smiled gratefully: "People who have died will not reappear in the world."

Mo Liuxiang didn't wait for Jing Baiyi to finish speaking, she had already floated out of the alchemy room, as if staying a little longer would make her regret it.

The sky outside the house is vast, a depth that can swallow everything.Mo Liuxiang walked to a cliff, and then stretched out two things from his arms.Through the dim light, one can vaguely see a Diamond Sutra and a bronze nameplate.

"Forgive others and forgive others... If it were you, you would probably persuade me like this." Mo Liuxiang sat on the edge of the cliff, facing the dark abyss and murmured to himself: "After all, I couldn't be ruthless." Kill them, or do I not want to kill them from the bottom of my heart. I knew that doing so might cause trouble, but I did it anyway... I think, if you are still alive, you must find a way to let them go .”

Mo Liuxiang looked at the nameplate in his hand, and smiled softly: "Do you know, the high-spirited time of the four of us has ceased to exist after you left. Whether it is Xiaochen or Kuangxiu, we always feel that we are gradually It's getting far away."

"Nangong now looks like a great monk." Mo Liuxiang flipped through the Diamond Sutra in his hand, couldn't help laughing, then closed the scripture and sighed like self-deprecating: "But is there really reincarnation in this world? , if so, will you still remember me when we meet again?"

Mo Liuxiang took out the silk scroll from the scriptures, and looked down from the words "Four Secrets" written on the title. It was a beautifully written quatrain: "The seven strings and five tones move the nine heavens, and the vertical and horizontal latitude and longitude play the wine fairy. The iron painting The silver hook book is upright, and a touch of Danqing paints the world."

Mo Liuxiang stared blankly at the silk scroll in her hand, with a mixture of sadness and joy on her face.Suddenly, Mo Liuxiang's eyebrows twitched, and his expression changed from confused to elegant with a little cold look: "What's the matter?"

Not far behind Mo Liuxiang, a young man walked slowly.Li Mi hesitated for a while, but took a step forward and bowed respectfully to Mo Liuxiang: "Excuse me, Mr. Xihe... A Taoist boy from Chunyang may have suffered some unknown injuries because he was protecting me. Master Xu and I would like to trouble you for a diagnosis and treatment."

"Oh, it should." Mo Liuxiang slowly stood up from the edge of the cliff, then took a touch of white into his arms, and threw the bronze medal and scriptures off the cliff.I don't know how high the cliff is, and there is no sound of objects falling to the ground at all, but the scriptures were torn apart by the mountain wind in the air, like dancing butterflies.

"Sir?" Li Bi looked at Mo Liuxiang's actions in surprise: "Who are you?"

Mo Liuxiang smiled and shook his head, looked up to the sky and let out a long breath, condensing a long white mist in the slightly cold night: "It's nothing, just some irrelevant things, let's go."

Li Mi looked at Mo Liuxiang thoughtfully, and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up when Mo Liuxiang passed by, quickly turned around and walked a few steps to follow the attack who was striding on the snow peak black.

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