Uncle, a sick beauty dressed as a black lotus

That was...that was his father's Yunshuang Sword.

He has seen this Yunshuang sword in both Liu Wuhen and Su Mengsheng's memory. This sword flew out of the sword mound by himself when his father was descending the devil in Wanjian Villa, and came to his father on his own initiative, and recognized his father as the sword. The owner's Yunshuang sword in memory is just like its name, cold and white as frost, with auspicious clouds engraved on its body, it is really a dazzling sword with great aura, never expected that it would look like this now.

Su Mengze hid in the underground palace of Lihua Palace in a way of confinement.

Xuan Moxiao's heart ached and swelled, his whole chest was filled with excitement and grief, and every breath was filled with grief, he walked to the stone platform with heavy steps, looked up at the sword body Mottled and full of jagged Yunshuang sword, tremblingly called: "Father."

The Yunshuang sword floated gently on the stone platform full of spiritual power.

Xuan Moxiao knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times to Yunshuangjian.

Although the underground palace was quiet and he was alone, Xuan Moxiao knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible, because Su Mengze would come over at any time.

That narrow-minded hypocrite had already regarded his father's broken sword as an object to vent his jealousy and resentment.Especially when the other party was playing with Ziyu Dangong, whenever he was irritable and complained that the whereabouts of Ziyu Dangong was unknown, he would always come to the underground palace to vent to Yunshuangjian.

It's ridiculous... Did Su Mengze really think that if he found Ziyu Dangong, he would be able to defeat his father and rebuild the Qiankun Wall?

Xuan Moxiao snorted, got up and came to the stone platform, and stretched out his hand towards Yunshuangjian.

The dark and gloomy underground palace was suddenly enveloped by a green aura.

The broken Yunshuang sword trembled violently, even the stone platform under it trembled. It tried its best to lean forward in the direction of Xuan Moxiao, and finally got rid of the shackles, and flew into Xuan Moxiao's arms.

Xuan Moxiao is already covered in cold sweat. He has absorbed Liu Wuhai's cultivation, and now he has passed the tribulation. He thought breaking a barrier would be easy, but he didn't expect it to be so hard. It can be seen that Su Mengze's cultivation is so high Terrible.

He thought wildly for a moment, held up the Yunshuang sword, and used his spirit again.

When Lingguang caressed the blade of Yunshuangjian, Xuan Moxiao slowly closed his eyes.

All the memories of Xi Muyao jumped out of the Yunshuang Sword and flew into Xuan Moxiao's mind.

Xuan Moxiao's complexion changed from white to pale at first, then from pale to purple, and finally turned into an extremely desolate and desperate color.

He frowned suddenly, and grasped the blade of Yunshuangjian without knowing the pain, allowing the no longer sharp blade to cut his hand, and the blood flowed horizontally.

Father……

He opened his eyes and glanced at the broken sword in his hand, then half-kneeled on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His father was actually forced to death... His master, Master Cang Qi, was also forced to death!

And those people, those who had been helped by his father, actually stood on the sidelines, indifferent!

good very good……

Xuan Moxiao put away the Yunshuang sword carefully, and put a candlestick that turned into a Yunshuang sword on the stone platform, repairing the barrier under Su Mengzebu.

He knew that it was risky for him to do so, but Yunshuangjian was his father's only relic, his father's talisman, and a friend who had never betrayed his father. He couldn't bear it, let alone watch Yunshuangjian suffer Su Mengze torture.

Su Mengze...

You wait……

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qingyi and others took a carriage to the Cold Crystal Valley.

Originally, Ye Qingyi wanted to share a carriage with Du Zhong, but Su Mengsheng yelled that he was unwell, so he insisted on squeezing in, and as soon as he got into the carriage, he lay down in Ye Qingyi's arms, saying that he had a headache.

"It's uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable. Why do I feel like someone pried my head open and poured a pile of ice balls in." Su Mengsheng complained while rubbing her temples and rolling in Ye Qingyi's arms.

Eucommia pierced Su Mengsheng with needles expressionlessly, and in a short while pierced Su Mengsheng's head into a hedgehog. Ye Qingyi hugged Su Mengsheng with needles all over his head helplessly: "Brother Su, what did you do last night?"

"Ah?" Su Mengsheng looked confused with a hangover, "I, I didn't do anything last night, I just had a heart-to-heart talk with my elder brother, and then fell asleep, then woke up, and crawled to the In your carriage."

Ye Qingyi looked at Su Mengsheng in confusion. If this happened to Du Zhong, something must have gone wrong, but the person lying in his arms now is Su Mengsheng. , what weird things can be done.

"Other than that?" Ye Qingyi said, "Brother Su, think about it carefully, did you steal your elder brother's wine?"

"Is there?" Su Mengsheng obviously doubted himself, "I don't have any impression, and if I secretly drank brother's wine, I should be full of alcohol when I wake up."

Ye Qingyi was about to ask if it was Xuan Moxiao or Yan Qinghe who cleaned and changed his clothes, but the moment Xuan Moxiao's harmless face flew past his mind, his heart suddenly burst into tears. Another idea came up—whether Su Mengsheng, like him, had part of his memory erased.

He immediately went to see Du Zhong, Du Zhong saw Ye Qingyi looked at him suspiciously with a icy face, and already understood Ye Qingyi's thoughts, so he nodded slightly to Ye Qingyi.

Ye Qingyi frowned suddenly, since Eucommia thought so too, then this matter is likely to be inseparable.

He hurriedly asked: "Brother Su, did you go to find Mr. Mengze alone last night?"

Su Mengsheng took a deep breath and said: "Yes, but Mo Xiao was there at the time, giving my brother a massage." After speaking, he added sourly, "The relationship between father and son is so good... ..."

Ye Qingyi's fine eyebrows furrowed even more.

Last night, Xuan Moxiao was actually in Lihua Palace?Back to Su Mengze's muscles and bones?

He vaguely thought of something, but he didn't dare to think about it, his heart was beating up and down, and he didn't even have the strength to hold Su Mengze.

Su Mengsheng immediately turned to look at Ye Qingyi: "Junior Brother Ye? What's wrong with you?"

Ye Qingyi looked thoughtfully at the mountain scenery outside the car window, his complexion was very ugly, Du Zhong opened the curtain of the car and said to Rong Lian: "Go and tell Mr. Mengze that Master Ye Feng is not feeling well. The car breathes."

Rong Lian's message spread quickly, and in a short while, the carriage stopped at Jiming Mountain, which was less than [-] kilometers away from Cold Crystal Valley.

After getting off the carriage, Ye Qingyi saw a sparkling small river, and Du Zhong had already supported him and walked over without needing to say anything.

"Junior brother Du, tell me, did senior brother Su also suffer from the surgery?" Ye Qingyi said.

"Nine times out of ten." Du Zhong said with a bit of gloom, "However, before you are absolutely sure, it's better not to startle the snake."

Ye Qingyi nodded: "I think so too."

The two walked to the small river unknowingly, and happened to see Xuan Moxiao and Su Mengze standing by the river talking, just as Su Mengsheng said, the father and son got along really well, Su Mengze looked at Xuan Moxiao with soft and kind eyes, Xuan Moxiao also looked at Su Mengze with reverence.

Ye Qingyi stopped and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

"I heard that Meng Zejun took Xuan Moxiao to meet the elders of Lihua Palace. That posture, he is really cultivating Xuan Moxiao as his successor." Du Zhong said without emotion.

Ye Qingyi smiled lightly: "Really?"

Du Zhong looked down at Ye Qingyi: "Before, I told you that this son has ulterior motives, but you doubted it. Now, I see that you are more suspicious of him than I am."

Ye Qingyi narrowed his bewildered and affectionate eyes slightly: "I also hope that I am wrong in my suspicion, after all, that child treats me very well... But, every time I have an accident, he is always by my side, but after I escaped safely, he is always by my side. Tell me, he doesn't know anything, it's such a coincidence that I panicked."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Moxiao and Su Mengze looked at him together.

Ye Qingyi smiled at the father and son indifferently, Su Mengze raised his hand and smiled back, while Xuan Moxiao stared at Ye Qingyi for a few seconds, then bowed his head.

"Qingyi, I heard you're not feeling well?" Su Mengze came to Ye Qingyi's side and held Ye Qingyi up.

Ye Qingyi avoided Su Mengze's hand calmly: "It's just a little stuffy, just let some air in."

Su Mengze's hand on Ye Qingyi's waist paused awkwardly in mid-air, Du Zhong saw it but pretended not to look at it, Xuan Mo Xiao took a step forward and said, "Master, I will take you for a walk by the river Bar."

Ye Qingyi looked at the small river where fish jumped out from time to time: "Okay."

A warm smile appeared in Xuan Moxiao's eyes, he held Ye Qingyi's hand and walked towards Xiaohe.

The mud on the embankment was wet and slippery, Ye Qingyi was shaking, Xuan Moxiao carefully kept Ye Qingyi's halved: "Master, be careful!"

Ye Qingyi was like a white cloud, nestling lightly in Xuan Moxiao's embrace.

Xuan Moxiao looked at the scene of the two hugging tightly through the clear stream, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Uncle." Xuan Moxiao said, "Are you alright?"

Ye Qingyi only felt that his hands and feet were weak, and his head was heavy: "It's okay." He tried to move, but found that he had no strength at all, so he leaned against Xuan Moxiao's arms, "I wanted to see the water in the water." Yu, but suddenly he has no strength, Xiaoer, send me back."

Xuan Moxiao clearly knew that Su Mengze and Du Zhong were looking at him, but he was still reluctant to let go of Ye Qingyi, so he hugged Ye Qingyi's waist tightly and said: "Okay, disciple will send Master Uncle back."

The two turned around, and Su Mengze walked over abruptly: "Mo Xiao, hand over your Master Ye to me, you can go."

Xuan Moxiao frowned, and the hand holding Ye Qingyi couldn't help but tighten a little.

"It's good for the disciple to send the uncle back." He refused.

Su Mengze ignored Xuan Moxiao, walked to Ye Qingyi's side, and couldn't help but hugged him in his arms.

Both Xuan Moxiao and Du Zhong were taken aback.

Ye Qingyi, who fell into Su Mengze's arms in a whirl, was even more dumbfounded. He frowned and looked at Su Mengze: "Mr. Mengze, what do you mean?"

Su Mengze looked back at the beautiful Ye Qingyi: "Qingyi, I'll take you back."

Holding Ye Qingyi in his arms, he walked towards the carriage under Xuan Moxiao's icy gaze.

Knowing that she couldn't resist, Ye Qingyi lay peacefully in Su Mengze's arms, half closed her eyes and said nothing, Su Mengze couldn't help asking: "Qingyi, are you angry with me again?"

He has been feeling irritable for the past few days, and he has been worrying about Liu Wuhai, so he hasn't visited Ye Qingyi for several days, as if he was angry with Ye Qingyi, but he didn't feel the slightest joy in doing so. , on the contrary, he was extremely depressed, and when he thought that Ye Qingyi was going back to Yuqiong Mountain soon, the depression became even heavier.

But the person in his arms doesn't care about this, whether he is angry or not, anxious or not, married or not married, he is indifferent.

"Mengze-jun misunderstood, I have nothing to do, why are you angry with Mengze-jun." Ye Qingyi slightly opened his eyes, and said seriously, "When I return to Yuqiong Mountain, Mengze-jun might as well think about it carefully. Thinking about the marriage between you and me, the arrangement of the elders is certainly important, but if you and I don't want to, no one can force it."

Su Mengze paused.

"Qing Yi, what do you mean by that? Who said we were reluctant?"

Ye Qingyi said indifferently: "No one said anything, it was my own idea."

He floated out of Su Mengze's arms, and walked into the carriage holding Rong Lian's hand.

Because of Ye Qingyi's words, Su Mengze was very upset along the way.

Xuan Moxiao was also in an irritable mood. He shared a carriage with Su Mengze, and there were countless chances to attack, but there were so many people, he didn't dare to take risks, so he missed many good opportunities.

When he saw the gate of Cold Crystal Valley again, Xuan Moxiao felt as if he had passed away.

The mourning hall was set up at Luoqiong Terrace, and when Ye Qingyi got off the carriage, he saw the sky full of paper money and snow-white Qionghua, and his mood instantly became extremely sad.

After mourning Xi Yanming, Xi Muhai personally took Ye Qingyi and others to the side hall to rest.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Xi Muhai became haggard and thinner a whole circle. Holding on to his grief, he said politely to Ye Qingyi and the others: "Thank you for your kindness. Come to see the dog for a ride, Mr. Xi I haven't been feeling well these few days, if there is any place where the hospitality is not good, I hope everyone will forgive me."

"Where did Master Xigu say that? Our comprehension world is of one mind. Now that Cold Crystal Valley is in trouble, we will help Cold Crystal Valley to tide over the difficulties." Su Mengze said.

"Yes, Master of the Valley, if there is anything you can use us for, just ask."

"Not bad."

The people present all responded, but Xi Muhai was not happy. He sighed and said: "Doom, doom, Ximou dares to ask for anything, I just hope that God will let me go, let the cold crystal valley go..."

As he spoke, the circles of his eyes turned red, and two tears fell.

It is said that men do not flick their tears lightly, besides, Xi Muhai is also the owner of the Cold Crystal Valley, and he is also majestic and commanding the wind and rain on weekdays, but now he has come to this end, it is really miserable.

Tan Yuxiang, who is related to Xi Muhai, blushed, sighed, and said sadly: "I don't know what's going on recently, it doesn't stop everywhere."

In one sentence, everyone sighed.

Su Mengze hated such a scene the most, it seemed how useless and useless he is as the head of the cultivation world, so he immediately said: "Why are you so depressed? It is really heartbreaking for Hanjinggu to lose a young valley master, but after all, there is no typhoid The root of the crystal valley, the goblins who came out to make trouble a few days ago have also been wiped out, and the case of Gu people has been cleared up. Now our cultivation world is peaceful, peaceful and prosperous, everyone should be relieved."

Everyone sat up straight when they heard that you looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to be depressed anymore, only Hua Zichen said coldly: "The whereabouts of Kedu Lingzhu and Wanshanjuan are still unknown. Liu Wuhai's whereabouts have also become a mystery, Mr. Mengze, in my opinion, our cultivation world is only calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent."

Su Mengze's face turned ugly for a moment after hearing this, but it was only for a moment.

He stared at Hua Zichen's sharp phoenix eyes for a moment, then sneered and said: "I originally wanted to visit the owner of the valley, and left after condolences to Mr. Xi, but I didn't expect to talk about these things, which is a headache. As for the matter, Head Hua is right, we really should be prepared for danger in times of peace, in fact, Su has been thinking about how to do it once and for all."

"I feel that the most urgent thing is to deal with those evildoers by the Nether River." Qiu Yuandao, head of the Huashan School, "Although the Qiankun Wall has been repaired with difficulty, it always feels crumbling. Maybe it will collapse one day. We should Find a way to build another Qiankun Wall!"

"Build another Qiankun Wall?" Tan Yuxiang smiled wryly, "This, this is unlikely, after all, after all..."

"Of course this is possible." Before Tan Yuxiang finished speaking, Su Mengze said, "Back then, Xi Muyao successfully built the Qiankun Wall with the Ziyu Dangong. If we had the Ziyu Dangong, let alone a Qiankun Wall, we would It can be made with ten sides."

"Meng Zejun is right!" Qiu Yuan's eyes lit up, "That's right, it's the Purple Jade Pill Palace! It's just that the whereabouts of this skill has been unknown since Xi Muyao's death, and I don't know if it's still alive or not."

"Yes."

"If you're not here, you'll be in trouble."

Su Mengze shook his head regretfully, and looked at Xi Muhai with a pale face amidst the discussions of the crowd.

"Master of the Valley, do you know the whereabouts of Ziyu Dangong?"

Xi Muhai was stunned: "Purple Jade Pill Art? No...the cheat book belongs to him, and I don't pay attention to his things."

The people who were discussing hurriedly shut their mouths. After all, each of them knew the kindness and resentment between Xi Muhai and Xi Muyao.

Su Mengze didn't mention this again, as if he was just talking nonsense, but Su Mengsheng waved his fan and said with a smile: "A good Qiankun Wall, if you say it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. A good hero, if you say it is gone, it will be gone. It is said that the sky is jealous of the beauty, and the beauty dies early, but if you want me to say that the sky is jealous of the hero, the hero dies early."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Hua Zichen intentionally or unintentionally.

Hua Zichen's phoenix eyes frowned slightly: "Junior Brother Su, what do you mean by that?"

The fan in Su Mengsheng's hand twirled: "I'm just expressing my feelings. After all, if no one had reported to Master back then, perhaps all tragedies could have been prevented."

Hua Zichen sneered when he heard the words: "Stop it? Xi Muyao was already possessed by the demon at that time, how are you going to stop it? What do you use to stop it?"

"Brother Kexi was sober and rational at the time! We can definitely save him!" Su Mengsheng retorted sharply.

Hua Zichen stared: "So, are you blaming Master?"

Su Mengsheng smiled faintly: "Who am I blaming, who knows in his heart."

Hua Zichen's face changed drastically.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Su Mengze raised his hand to stop the two, "Why mention him in the past? Is it meaningful? Can anything be changed?"

Su Mengsheng and Hua Zichen stared at each other and stopped talking.

Su Mengze sighed: "Anyway, everyone already understands the importance of the Purple Jade Pill Art, so please help me find the Ziyu Pill Art. Anyone who knows the truth and does not report it, or deliberately conceals it..." Su Mengze His eyes sank, "There must be heavy punishment."

After expressing their loyalty, everyone dispersed angrily.

Xi Muhai returned to the mourning hall with a heavy heart, and as soon as he entered the gate of the mourning hall, he saw Xuan Moxiao.

Xuan Moxiao was wearing an elegant and extraordinary white robe, and was offering incense to Xi Yanming, when he saw Xi Muhai coming, he said, "Uncle."

Xi Muhai glanced at him with a sullen face: "Why are you here?"

Xuan Moxiao smiled lightly: "I'm here, of course to mourn my cousin."

"Haven't you already expressed condolences?" Xi Muhai said annoyedly.

Xuan Moxiao calmly threw a stack of paper money into the brazier: "When Mo Xiao was in Cold Crystal Valley, he was often favored by his cousin. Now that his cousin is dead, he naturally misses him very much, so he wants to come again to offer his condolences."

Xi Muhai's complexion changed, he wished he could throw Xuan Moxiao out immediately!His son is already dead, is this boy who has turned into a phoenix from a branch of a phoenix mocking him, taking the opportunity to provoke and ridicule him?

"Get out of here! Get out!"

Xuan Moxiao clapped his hands calmly: "Okay, originally I wanted to talk to Uncle about what happened in Jinfeng Mountain, but since Uncle didn't want to listen, Mo Xiao left first."

"What did you say?" Xi Muhai raised his hand to stop Xuan Moxiao, "You really have a problem! I knew you had a problem! Tell me, what did you do to Ming'er in Wanyao Cave!"

"I..." Xuan Moxiao said halfway, and struck Xi Muhai's forehead with a palm.

Xi Muhai, who was in poor condition, had already fallen into the soul-stirring technique before he realized what had happened.

Xuan Moxiao took away Xi Muhai's memory in one go, and erased the memory of the mourning hall from Xi Muhai's mind, then clenched his teeth, digesting all of Xi Muhai's memories.

Once again, he was in a cold sweat from the miserable scene in his memory. Fortunately, this time, he gained a lot.

He let go of Xi Muhai, allowing his uncle to fall in front of Xi Yanming's tablet.

"You hid it really well." Xuan Moxiao smiled leisurely, pushed open the door, and said to the disciple of Cold Crystal Valley who was guarding outside, "The owner of the valley has fainted, please send him back to the room."

A little sparrow standing on a viburnum tree followed Xuan Moxiao for a while, then flapped its wings and flew towards the carriage parked outside the Cold Crystal Valley.

On the carriage, Ye Qingyi closed his eyes slightly and was taking a nap when suddenly, an inconspicuous little sparrow flew in and landed on Du Zhong's shoulder, chirping uncontrollably.

"I'm back." Ye Qingyi lazily opened his eyes, and with a flick of his hand, the small sparrow, which was only the size of a palm, immediately turned into a parrot with a long tail of white feathers and two blushes on its face.

"Let me see what you have seen." Ye Qingyi said to the parrot.

The parrot shook its round head and spread its wings.

There was a glow in front of the wings, and in the glow, Xuan Moxiao entered the mourning hall alone, and when he came out again, he was refreshed, while Xi Muhai had already fainted on the ground. "

Ye Qingyi stared at the scene in front of him for a long time, turning the iron ring, his eyes were filled with cold anger.