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"He can't hold his own sword," Ye Shuli said.

Mu Xiyun had just returned from Yi'an Temple, took the handkerchief Ye Shuli handed over to wipe his hands, and sighed softly when he heard this: "I know."

Her complexion was not very good, her eyelashes were lowered, and there was a layer of sadness between her brows and eyes.Ye Shuli pushed the ginger soup to her hand, and the pungent taste poured down his throat, rolling wantonly between his lips and teeth. He didn't know if the ginger soup was too thick or spicy, but Mu Xiyun's nose soured, and tears almost came out of his eyes. .

She didn't want to cry in front of the junior, so she hurriedly raised her hand to caress her forehead, covered all her tears with the cover of her sleeves, cleared her throat and said to Ye Shuli: "He hasn't been able to come out, otherwise the person who came to the imperial capital back then Time will not directly suppress the situation and seal the bones."

When Ye Shuli was looking for the medicinal materials for Banmengtan for Chu Heng in Lishan Mountain, he was quite puzzled by this.No wonder other things, Mu Xiyun said: "It's nothing to suppress the situation, scruples about the laws of the country are all excuses. If he really wants to hide his clumsiness, the emperor who can detect the clues in the Manchurian capital is probably the emperor. The leader of the Shadow Guard."

In the entire Lishan Mountain, including Chu Heng himself, no one thought that Zhong Pinghou would send him to the Hall of Martial Arts after he returned home, and it was even more unexpected that he was elected to the Imperial Palace by His Majesty.

But when Chu Heng left Yiye Gucheng back then, he was already in the current state after being suppressed and sealed.Of course he didn't expect that he would become the Imperial Servant Mo, he often had to meet Ling Qi and made preparations in advance——

"What he doesn't want to face is not only the Ming Ji sword that killed Ming Yuan, but also himself when he was Dongjun." Mu Xiyun said.

At that time, Gui Haimingyuan, the master of the Qingsang Pavilion, failed to enter the Mahayana and went mad. In front of the Lishan Tianshuang Terrace, in front of him was the junior uncle who was also a brother and father. I know that the three-foot Qingfeng in my hand can also weigh more than a thousand jun.

"When he first came to Lishan when he was four years old, he was weak and sick. Mingyuan was the one who treated him and recuperated his body, and it was Mingyuan who fed him medicine. When he grew up, it was Mingyuan who taught him how to read and write. Mingyuan also practiced sword and martial arts. When he reached a naughty age, he was the one who pleaded with his master when he was punished and beaten. From the time he came to Lishan at the age of four, to the time he entered Mahayana at the age of 17, Mingyuan took Watching him grow up all the way, brother and father. What do you want him to do?"

It was a snowy day that day, and the Qingnang pavilion master who was locked in the Tianshuang Terrace somehow got out of the formation. The little master who was once as gentle as a spring breeze is now like Shura who came out of hell, and he no longer recognizes anyone. All eyes are on killing.

No one could restrain him, from the pavilion master of Tianshuang Terrace to the disciples who took care of him, all 13 people were seriously injured and prostrate on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.All the people who came to help were helpless, warm blood flowed from the front of the platform to the foot of the stone steps, converging into a bright red stream in the snow.

Until the gate of Wangshu Palace was knocked by the blood-stained Lishan disciple——

Ye Jianwei, the leader of the Eastern Capital, happened not to be in Lishan that day, and the only one who could restrain Gui Haimingyuan, who was in a state of madness, was Dongjun Ji Wuyue.

Why is there so far only five Mahayana realms in Dayin Kyushu, which is full of talents, and how many top masters are willing to stop? It is because there is a heavenly moat in the middle, and there are very few people who can fly over. third way.Warriors who fail to enter the Mahayana will become unconscious monsters who only know how to kill, and will never die.

Ji Wuyue had no choice.

In front of Tianshuang Terrace, Mingji sword came out, and the three-foot green sword pierced through his chest, and he personally killed Gui Haimingyuan.

As the Lord of Lishan Mountain, he is in his rightful place, but as the nephew who Mingyuan loves since he was a child, he can't overcome this hurdle in his heart.

The hands that killed Mingyuan could no longer lift the sword.

"This is his catastrophe." Mu Xiyun closed his eyes: "A year ago in Lishui, he threw away the Ming Ji sword he forged with his own hands, and also lost the heart of the sword that went forward bravely."

When Ming Ji crossed his chest in front of Tianshuang Terrace, not only GUI Hai Mingyuan who was haunted by demons died, but also the young Dong Jun who was once high-spirited.

"He said it's good to be Chu Heng because only by being Chu Heng can he feel that he can breathe a little bit. For a moment or two, he doesn't have to face the last resort and deep-seated intentions of being Ji Wuyue. It’s hard to beat. So when he came to the imperial capital, he would rather directly suppress the situation and seal the bones, and would rather rely on Banmengtan when he had to make a move and suffer from the pain of a splitting headache, rather than being his Mahayana Dongjun all the time.”

Outside the window, it was raining and the wind was blowing, and Mu Xiyun's whispers were dissipated in a muffled thunder that passed by suddenly.

Ye Shuli heard it anyway, and she murmured inaudibly: "I think he's fine, but I can't help it. No one in the world can save Mingyuan, and neither can Dong Jun. Mingyuan's death was not his fault. But he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, just like three or four years ago in Yuluan Mountain, I was cornered by the people in Jingxue, and he also felt that it was his willfulness that put my life on the line..."

The room was quiet for a moment, and Mu Xiyun's eyes were full of melancholy. She was silent for a long time, she remembered something, and gritted her teeth, "Sometimes I even hope that your senior brother can be more ruthless, so that it won't be so hard. I think Looking at him, I am always afraid of seeing the second Wuxi. Back then, if Wuxi could be more ruthless and selfish..."

Mu Xiyun's voice was choked up, and she suddenly couldn't continue. Her nose was sour, and she was about to shed tears.

The rain outside is getting thicker and denser, and the ground is full of coldness, just like that year in Lishan, when she received the obituary from the Zhongpinghou Mansion——

Xu Xi died, died in a cold rain in the imperial capital, when he left quietly, he didn't disturb anyone.

That girl who is gentler than the wind in the south of the Yangtze River, she has been protecting others, but throughout her life, no one has been able to protect her.

Now her child seems to be the same, as if it is a reincarnation of fate that cannot escape.

Mu Xiyun drank the remaining ginger soup in the bowl, and poured the spicy juice down her throat. She probably choked on drinking too quickly, and began to cough violently. The tears in her eyes rose and fell with her breathing. Unable to bear it, he fell down with a flutter.

"Uncle Master..." Ye Shuli patted her on the back quickly, Mu Xiyun covered his eyes and waved Ye Shuli's hand away, trying to calm down to cover his gaffe, and said in a low voice: "Ah Yue was arrested earlier The emperor has invited you into the palace? Then go tell him something and let him be more careful. After all, he is usually on duty in front of the imperial court. After getting along for a long time, some habits will inevitably fall into the eyes of others. Now he is Dong Jun, be careful, try not to do what Chu Heng would do in the past, if His Majesty notices something, it will be difficult to deal with."

Ye Shuli saw that she was very depressed after returning from Yi'an Temple, and he didn't want her to worry anymore, so he answered and opened the door to go out.

The rain in the imperial capital in winter lasted for most of the day, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down, and the patter didn't stop for a moment. The numerous palaces and palaces were covered with a misty white mist by the rain, and the end could not be seen at a glance in the continuous water curtain.

Ling Ye's face was as heavy as water, standing alone in front of the carved window, his expression was actually a bit heavier than the mist that enveloped Qionglou Yuyu outside.

"Can't hold the sword..." He whispered softly.

How is it such a coincidence?The eyes are very similar, and the taste is also very similar, and now there is another one added.

Ling Ye had once carefully looked at Chu Heng's hands. His fingers were long and slender, and his knuckles were strong. There were thin calluses on both the jaws and fingertips of both hands. They were indeed hands that had practiced swordsmanship.And Chu Heng did tell him that he couldn't hold the sword, and he couldn't be the master of the sword.

But now there happened to be another one who couldn't hold the sword, which made him have to think a little more.

His imperial servant, Mo, didn't seem to be that simple.

Ling Ye opened a corner of the open window, and the wind blew slowly across the window lattice. The paper book spread out on the desk behind him flipped twice with the wind, and happened to stop on the title page——

It's Chu Heng's register.

He turned around and looked at the stack of papers, carefully reading every sentence on it.From the time when Chu Heng entered the gate of Lishan Mountain at the age of four, to the time when he returned home after he was 20 years old, the shadow guards of the Son of Heaven have checked each one, and there is indeed no lie in black and white.

Chu Heng and Ji Wuyue should have been two people.

The difference between them is too great, one can't learn martial arts, but the other is unique in the world.And Chu Heng is too young, when Dong Jun appeared four years ago, Chu Heng was only 17 years old at that time.

So is it really that coincidental?

Ling Ye rubbed his fingertips lightly, and he suddenly felt that he had to get to know this Lishandong gentleman well.

……

At nightfall, the winter rain did not stop, but poured down like a Milky Way after a muffled thunder.

Because of the rain, the Nanxi mission had been delayed for a whole day at Lingguang Pass.

After reading the secret letter, Yin Song looked at Jing Xueli, who was fiddling with tea sets, gloating, "Master, Helan Tuo didn't succeed, and the spies said that he met Junji Wuyue of Lishan Mountain."

"Mr. Lishan Mountain?" Jing Xueli tilted her head when she heard the words, and after thinking for a while, she smiled and said, "I remembered. If it was him, Helanduo is really lucky to be able to walk."

She was obviously aroused by the name, and her expression seemed to be the joy of seeing an old friend. Yin Song felt curious: "Master, do you know him?"

"More than acquaintance?" Jing Xueli was so happy that she didn't even make tea, as if she wished she could leave for the imperial capital right now.She threw down the tea cake in her hand, looked at Yin Song with a smile that was not a smile and said: "I have made a grudge before, and I will fight to death when we meet."

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