Cang Xue

The clouds closed the moon, the stars dimmed, and a few crows flew away from the branches overhead. "The cry of the crow has the taste of the night, I like it." Yu Wenju stood on the hanging rock in the distance and looked at the dozen or so small houses in Hanling, with a beautiful and bright smile. "Tang Qi, are you ready?"

The people around him respectfully replied, "I will report to the leader, I am ready."

Su Yang slept for a long time and was very peaceful.In the dream, I saw the former lover and Yi Zhao who was always elusive when he was young, smiling at himself from a distance, and wanted to run over.But he was stopped by someone, and behind him were his beloved disciples.Lin Zilu was still holding the sword, his expression was unrestrained and unrestrained.That little disciple Su Muxue, who was always cautious, also looked at herself with a faint smile.

The door was smashed and the dream was shattered, Su Yang woke up.

There were many strangers in the room, all dressed in black with scimitars, and a pair of peach blossom eyes with deep smiles and soft water.

"Master Su, I have never seen him before. Out of courtesy, this junior should use his registration number to find the leader of the Moon Sect—Yu Wenju."

Su Yang thought about the situation quickly, but smiled slightly on his face, "I don't know if the well-known leader of the holy sect broke into my bedroom in the middle of the night, what advice can he give?"

"I want Sect Master Su to meet King Hades."

Su Yang was still smiling, but suddenly the smile turned pale, his true energy could not be lifted up, and the eight meridians were empty.

Yu Wenju laughed again, "Master Su, is it because you can't lift your spirits? You probably don't know that you are already seriously poisoned."

Su Yang differed, couldn't remember when he was poisoned, and calmed down again, "You...are Jianming's son?"

"Master, please remember my father, that's right." Yuwen stepped forward and drew the demon sword "Du Jie" from his waist, "This knife must be remembered by the master. It is the weapon my father used arbitrarily during his lifetime."

"Crossing Tribulation..."

Yu Wenju suddenly stopped smiling, and the expression on his face was extremely fierce. He was as fast as a ghost, and the tip of a knife was inserted into Su Yang's left shoulder and pressed him on the bed. "I want you to die worse than my mother!"

Blood gushed out from his shoulder blades, Su Yang was still laughing, "Why don't you do it yet."

Yuwen said like a dream: "My mother has a beautiful appearance, gentle and virtuous, those eyes are so beautiful, like the emerald lakes in the canyons of the Yueling Mountains, all men will be fascinated by them, why doesn't Dad like her , Let her be killed by you decent people!! Why does Dad only like that bitch!!"

"Feihu..." Su Yang lowered his eyelashes and murmured.

Yuwen grabbed the handle of the knife and smashed his wound, "Don't mention that bitch's name!!"

"Is Jianming really in love with her so deeply?" Su Yang said as if talking to himself.

Yuwen suddenly laughed again, "But Dad is really a failed man. I will never forget the ashamed expression on his face when he knew that the woman he loves only loves another man all his life. That's ridiculous."

Yuwen Ju stared at Su Yang again, "That man is you."

At this time, a thin shadow burst in from the door, the person was unstable, his clothes were blood-stained, dilapidated and embarrassing, but when he looked up, his face was full of tears, soaking his dirty face. "Brother, didn't you promise me not to kill them? Why are they all dead?" The tone was sad and desperate.

"Mu Xue?! What did you say?" Su Yang felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Ming Yan... Senior Brothers, they are all dead." Sobbing sounded again.

Su Yang closed his eyes in pain.

Yuwen suddenly calmed down, and smiled innocently as usual, "Su Yang, are you curious about how you got poisoned? Ask your good apprentice."

Su Muxue looked at all this in a daze, her eyes stopped on the deep wound on Su Yang's shoulder, she raised her sword and rushed up, Yu Wenju shouted without looking back, "Stop."

Immediately, an attendant in black stepped forward and pressed the weak Su Muxue to the ground, one of them stepped on his head with a boot to stop him from struggling, Tang Qi stepped forward and touched his acupuncture points.

"This kid is the one who poisoned your medicine. There are seven poisons, and he didn't show any mercy. You treated him so well, taught him martial arts, and protected him, but look at how he treats you. "

"Master, master... I'm sorry." Su Muxue choked up.

Su Yang looked at Yu Wenyu coldly, "Who the hell is he?"

"This bitch was born of that bitch woman. Since he was seven years old, he made medicine cups for me to cure my visceral diseases. At the beginning, even if he was bound tightly, he always struggled with strangle marks all over his body, crying and crying until he fainted. It's really interesting that he can last for several hours without crying, fussing or passing out. He has been under me since he was 16 years old, saying that he loves me, and I can't bear the pitiful look of begging me to hug him Don't take pity on him anymore."

Su Yang looked at Yuwen and smiled jokingly, "So he is Feihu's son... No wonder I fell in love with him the first time I saw him, and thought he looked like Feihu."

"Oh? Don't you think he is more similar to another person except for being like that bitch, with those eyes and that nose?"

Su Yang's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

"This bastard is not father's child at all, but the bastard born to you by that bitch woman! Hahahahahahahaha..." Yuwen laughed sadly.

Something shattered in Su Muxue's heart.

He used all his strength to open the acupuncture point, and killed several attendants in black with his sword.Walking towards Su Yang with a blank face, even Yu Wenju's sharp sword energy pushed his body away a few feet away.

"Do you think I dare not kill you, my good brother." Yu Wenju said with a smile on his hands behind his back. "Crossbowmen ready."

More than a dozen bows and crossbows were aimed in the direction of the two of them.

"Master, I'm sorry, this disciple can't repay your kindness." Su Muxue didn't turn around, her voice was guilty but still.

"Launch!" Yuwen ordered.

Suddenly, Su Yang's eyes sharpened, and he flew up from the bunk. Han Hong pierced through the night like a spirit in the wind. When he drew his sword, the arrows had already been cut off and fell to the ground. "You, how could you still have internal strength, the legendary Liuling Flower Dance!?" Yu Wenju was taken aback.With a smile on the corner of Su Yang's mouth, he tied the sword in front of his body, then drew an arc in the air, and suddenly pointed straight ahead.Everyone didn't know what happened, Su Yang jumped over Yuwen and appeared behind him, standing like a pine.

Yuwen's eyes widened in disbelief, and he knelt down on one knee, with the tip of the knife pointing to the ground, blood dripping from his chest.

"Apprentice, have you seen it? This is the No. 18 style of the Suxue Sword I created. It is a move that meets the god of swordsmanship. I call it 'Mu Xueqing'. You are the only descendant of Hanling who has seen it. , Remember it for me, you know?" Su Yang's voice was majestic.

Su Muxue nodded blankly.The attendants in black raised their knives and slashed at Su Yang, and suddenly a huge wave of air rose from the ground and knocked them over.