Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

"Little Junior Brother? Xuan Junior Brother! Xuan Moxiao!"

"Little brother, where are you!"

"Eldest brother, Xi Yanming didn't come out yet, tell me, did he take the opportunity..."

"He dares! Junior brother is Master's most beloved disciple, he Xi Yanming is the one who dares to touch Yuqiong Mountain if he doesn't want to die!"

A group of people gathered around the shore and were arguing with each other. Suddenly, a slender young man in red clothes jumped out of the water and swam towards the shore with all his might.

"Xuan Mo Xiao!"

"Little Junior Brother!"

Yan Qinghe, Yuan Qi and others hurriedly grabbed Xuan Moxiao and dragged him out of the water together.

"Little brother! How are you? Why did you come out now?! You're frightening to death!"

Yan Qinghe patted Xuan Moxiao's back while complaining, to help him breathe, Xuan Moxiao gasped for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, and said powerlessly: "I, my barrier suddenly broke, fell, fell into the In the water, well, it took a lot of effort to swim, to swim up..."

After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth and curled up into a ball, coughing heart-piercingly.

Yan Qinghe looked at Xuan Moxiao's pale face covered with drops of water and felt very distressed: "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! It's all my fault for not being good at learning and causing my juniors to suffer!"

Xuan Moxiao shook his head, just as he was about to get up, Tan Linglong walked over with heavy steps.

She stared at Xuan Moxiao coldly, but didn't say anything. Yan Qinghe couldn't see it, so she stood in front of Xuan Moxiao and said, "You found your cousin? Why are you staring at my little brother?"

Tan Linglong kept her face sullen and didn't speak, she didn't know what she was thinking, Xuan Moxiao ignored her, sat cross-legged behind Yan Qinghe, silently twisting the water droplets on her clothes.

"Miss Biao, we still can't find the Eldest Young Master, what should we do?" Cold Crystal Valley's disciple hurriedly approached and asked.

As soon as they came out of the water, they found that Xi Yanming was gone, but the female disciple who was with Xi Yanming was fine, but that female disciple seemed to be stimulated by something and couldn't remember anything, and she just shook her head when asked anything.

"What should I do? I don't know what to do!" Tan Linglong stared at the group of cold crystal valley disciples who had no masters, "My life is almost lost! It's all Xi Yanming's fault. He is now trapped in the In the water, he deserves it!"

The cold crystal valley disciple was trembling with Tan Linglong's training. You looked at me, I looked at you, and lowered your head, not daring to say anything. It was a disciple who looked older and asked tentatively: "Mo Xiao, have you ever seen the eldest son in the water?"

They have been in the same family with Xuan Moxiao for so long, so it is reasonable to say that they should be very familiar with Xuan Moxiao, but each of them was instigated by Feng Yong and others, and they often bullied Xuan Moxiao on weekdays, so the question now The words are frightening.

Fortunately, Xuan Moxiao didn't make things difficult for them, and after a short pause, he replied calmly: "No, my life hangs by a thread in the water, I don't even care about myself, how can I care about others?"

After hearing this, the cold crystal valley disciple completely ignored him, and looked at Tan Linglong with a bitter face: "Miss Biao, how can I explain this to the owner of the valley?"

Tan Linglong smiled coldly: "An explanation? I still want someone to give me an explanation, is there any?"

The cold crystal valley disciples looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Tan Linglong shook her shoulders with a cold snort, and when she looked back, she suddenly saw the female disciple of the Fengdaomen who had been with Xi Yanming ghost, sitting slumped on the ground, holding her arms trembling constantly: "Let that bitch go find my cousin !Let that bitch go!"

Tan Linglong said like crazy: "Quick! Throw her into the water for me! Let her find my cousin!"

The disciples of Cold Crystal Valley dare not do anything, the Immortal Sword Conference prohibits killing, and Tan Linglong's order is tantamount to asking them to kill.

"Go!"

Tan Linglong tugged at the sleeves of those disciples and yelled hysterically, looking like she was crazy, Yan Qinghe smiled dismissively: "This couple is really a perfect match, they are both like lunatics. Let's stop watching the fun, hurry up Get out of here, you still have business to do."

Xuan Moxiao nodded, took a look at the crazy Tan Linglong, and stood up with the support of Yan Qinghe and Yuan Qi. The group of people packed up their moods and were about to go back on the road when Tan Linglong suddenly called out: "Cousin! Are you really here?" Marry me?!"

"I knew you would marry me! From today onwards, I will be the hostess of Cold Crystal Valley, one of the four great immortal sects, the hostess of Cold Crystal Valley! Hahaha! Great! Great!"

Xuan Moxiao and the others looked in surprise at Tan Linglong who was gesturing to a willow tree.

"Did Tan Linglong go crazy after the death of his concubine?" Yan Qinghe grabbed Xuan Moxiao's hand and wanted to leave, but Xuan Moxiao didn't move because he found that several disciples of Cold Crystal Valley seemed to be abnormal.

"Wow, silver! Lots and lots of silver!"

"Cheats! Magic weapon! Master Excalibur! Mine, all mine!"

Xuan Moxiao stared at those Cold Crystal Valley disciples who were standing or kneeling, ignoring others, and crying and laughing inexplicably in mid-air, his eyes widened in astonishment.

"What, what's the matter!" Yan Qinghe let go of Xuan Moxiao's hand, and walked quickly towards Tan Linglong, but stopped halfway, knelt down on the ground and said, "Master! Why are you here? Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely get Feng Ling, and will never let Master down!"

Xuan Moxiao was startled in his heart: "Brother Yan!"

As soon as the words fell, the burly disciple of Hanjinggu appeared in front of Xuan Moxiao in a purple sword uniform.

"Xuan Moxiao..." The man raised the long sword in his hand with murderous looks, "Say, how are you going to die?"

Xuan Moxiao looked at the person in front of him, and narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Feng Yong...

Feng Yong who came back from the dead?

Xuan Moxiao stared at Feng Yong, trying his best to suppress his beating heart. After he calmed down completely, he vaguely noticed that Feng Yong in front of him seemed to be a little different.

Although he stood in front of him alive, he was not angry, and his eyes were extremely empty. Rather than saying that he was a person who came back from the dead, it would be better to say that he was a ghost from the dark...

This is not true...

This is an illusion!It's a maze!

Thinking about everyone's reactions, Xuan Moxiao quickly searched for the secret books of the mystical arts that he had read, and suddenly remembered an extremely terrifying array—the Liuhe Destroying Heart Array!

His heart, which had finally calmed down, became flustered again, and the Liuhe Destroying Heart Formation... Could it be that the person who performed the formation was...

Ye Qingyi? !

This terrifying idea just jumped out of his mind, "Feng Yong" had already swung his sword, leading him into a maze of white mist...

On the Golden Phoenix Terrace, Ye Qingyi flipped his palms over, and gently closed his ten fingers that were flowing with spiritual energy.

Those slender and slender jade hands seemed to have done nothing, but in the blink of an eye, they had cast a magic circle with boundless magic power on every disciple who came to participate in the Fairy Sword Conference.

This must have consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Fortunately, Eucommia had already prepared the elixir for him in advance. He drank some of the tea brought by Rong Lian, and then he heard Liu Wuhen say in a strange way: "Master Ye His body is so weak, why waste his spiritual power and make things difficult for these young disciples? This Liuhe Heart Destroying Formation is so cruel, if you rush out, you will go crazy, if you don't, you will be stupid. This is not a test, it is harmful. "

"It's my idea to join the Liuhe Heartbreaker Formation in this Immortal Sword Conference to test the xinxing of the disciples of all sects." Su Mengze said lightly, "I said that in terms of cultivation, self-cultivation requires more cultivation of the mind. Gao is also the root of misfortune. Besides, in order to prevent accidents, I have asked Immortal Master Ye to reduce the mana of the Liuhe Heart Destroying Formation, so that no disciple will go crazy or do other amazing things."

Liu Wuhen listened and snorted: "Demons? Who doesn't have demons? Greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, hatred, and jealousy can give birth to demons. Su Zhangyin, do you dare to say that you don't have demons?"

Su Mengze chuckled: "Don't worry, Master Liu, there must be no killings in the Fairy Sword Conference, so the demons to be eliminated by the Liuhe Heart Destruction Formation this time are killings. All disciples who want to kill will be trapped in the formation, and the rest will be killed." Everything is fine, as for those disciples trapped in the formation due to killing, they need to reflect on themselves, when the evil spirit in their hearts is eliminated, and when can they come out of the formation."

"It's ridiculous." Liu Wuhen said, "Who hasn't killed one or two people who have to be killed in this life, are all these people guilty?"

Su Mengze lowered his head with a smile, twisted his slender fingers and said: "I didn't say that these people are guilty, I just said that these people need to purify their hearts. Master Liu, you are so wise that you will not understand my words... "

Liu Wuhen's eyes trembled, and he glared at Su Mengze angrily.

Ye Qingyi glanced at the two people who were arguing endlessly from the corner of his eyes, and his hands on his knees couldn't help trembling slightly...

Xuan Moxiao sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and forced himself not to look or think.

Even so, his heart was still beating wildly, because Feng Yong, Kong Ji, Xi Ting, and Xi Yanming, who died under his hands not long ago, were surrounding him.

"You bastard, you are so brave, you dare to kill me! What are you, a dog in the Cold Crystal Valley! A dog who bites its owner will go to hell!"

"Xuan Moxiao, I just want you to dry the quilt for me, how could you stab me to death?"

"Xuan Moxiao, there is a dark hole in my heart, why don't you come over and take a look."

"Xuan Moxiao, I saw your face! You can see it clearly! Just wait, I will announce your crimes to the world! I will seek revenge on you! You think you can live happily ever after you fled to Yuqiong Mountain Don’t even think about it! I haven’t fucked you yet! When I get tired of playing with you, I’m cutting off your flesh bit by bit!”

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! Xuan Moxiao, give me back Xuan Moxiao!"

Xuan Moxiao frowned, trembling all over, the cold sweat from his forehead wet his eyelashes.

His heart seemed to be controlled by some strange force, and he unconsciously remembered the killings in the past. He didn't regret it at first, but at this moment, he regretted it inexplicably!

This terrible regret made his heart, liver, spleen and lungs tremble with pain!It was as if a sharp knife had split his heart alive, tore it in half, and exposed it to the scorching sun!It hurts, it really hurts, but why does he have to bear such pain!

Shouldn't those people be killed?Can't those people be killed?They bullied him so hard that they all wanted his life!If he doesn't do anything, is it possible to wait for them to kill him?

He was right, he did nothing wrong!He has had enough of the days when people were knives and I was fish! !

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