Withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing water, and thin horses in the ancient road. The sun sets, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The wind continued to blow, and the torches were blown, and the constables had to hold the torches poured with tung oil, because by accident, the hot tung oil would flow quietly along the gaps of the handle, causing a blister to burn out of their palms or arms. But when colleagues holding the torches threw away the flames in their hands, they cherished the heat in their hands. Those who threw the torches were dead, and those who held the torches were still alive, which can be said to be their life fire. If used properly, the torches could still be used as a weapon, because after they squirted the hot tung oil on those people, those people would make strange screams, which would be completely different from their original aggressive appearance. It turned out that they were also flesh and blood and were afraid of pain.

When Xing Sanyi took action, he killed the young master Jiangnan who pointed at his nose and scolded him, he regretted it. Since he saw the young master Jiangnan splattered with blood within ten steps, the group of people under the command of one person seemed crazy. They were originally going to escape everywhere, but they had no intention of retreating and rushed over without hesitation. The overwhelming killing moves had knocked down many of their brothers in succession, and one of the old men had not hesitated to "strike Huashan" against him.

Xing San raised his sword and tried to block the fierce sword. The moment the blade touched, he realized in his heart that he had just been deceived by the illusion of killing Mao Xirong with one knife. He was easily split into two halves like Mao Xirong. He didn't understand what was going on before he died. He also had a time for the gods to protect his body? Why was the most critical moment not realized?

Looking at his son who fell to the ground and died, Mao Zixing felt a deep sense of frustration. He thought about how to discipline his beloved son well, but he was unable to do so, which made the son embark on a path of no return.

This time, Xicheng's plan was said to be the son begging or to be the one who wanted to train his son who didn't know how to be rich and powerful, and he no longer had the power to turn the world back. He had already reaped the consequences for his own heart. Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, he had to bear the bitter fruit. He held the body of his son who had become cold in his arms. Mao Zixing, who was originally unstoppable and unfair, burst into tears. The white man gave the black man. He vented the grief in his heart like other people who lost their son.

Mao Sishu came over silently and pulled Mao Zixing, making him mourn and follow the changes. Although he despised the behavior of this "little devil in the world" in normal times, he was really reluctant to lose him. But this time is not the best time to be sad. If such a big disturbance has occurred, the officers and soldiers of Xicheng may have been dispatched long ago. If they did not transfer immediately, even if they could fight, they would not be able to defeat the thousands of troops guarding the city. Moreover, those people could fight with the Westerners for so many days and still be able to firmly defend the place. Their combat power and tenacity were daunting.

"Sect Master, let's retreat quickly. If you don't leave, it's probably too late." Mao Sishu looked at Mao Zixing's anxious suggestion, who had just aged a few years ago.

"You guys go first, I want to accompany my son."

"Uncle Fourth, you will take your brothers away first, and I will be behind the Sect Master." Lei Chengying, who came back, believed that with his joining forces with Mao Zixing, these people would definitely not be able to stop them.

Mao Sishu couldn't resist them. With a whistle, several people in the "Bai Lian Sect" who were still fighting with the constables just now no longer had a fight, and they retreated from the battlefield one by one and disappeared into the darkness.

Lei Chengying guarded Mao Zixing's body, raised a steel knife in his hand, and actually licked the blood on it with his tongue. The posture of licking blood at the blade had already scared everyone. Although there were many constables around, no one dared to come up.

Before he could react, a beautiful figure shot out from the darkness, holding a long sword in his hand, and directly wrapped it with Lei Chengying's steel knife. The person who came was still an unknown servant dressed in a guard.

Lei Chengying was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be very familiar with this person, but he just didn't know where he had seen it. The man had no rules at all. He pulled, lifted, hit, stabbed, and tapped, and did not follow the routine. He played the cards with one move, "Swords to pick up the water moon", which seemed plain but was extremely weird. When Lei Chengying was preparing to meet this move with the "Eight Gate Golden Lock Slash" in one hand, the man pretended to slash and stabbed, and made Lei Chengying take several steps in succession. Moreover, his figure became more and more agile and elegant, scaring Lei Chengying very much. Before he knew it, the two had already passed dozens of moves, but Lei Chengying became more and more difficult, while the young master holding the long sword became more and more calm.

Mao Zixing finally came to his senses at this moment and thought about it carefully. Why was his son killed on the spot without taking any moves? Although this son was a little lazy, he definitely had the ability to save his life. The more he thought about this, he became more and more strange. Then he looked at the servant who was fighting with Lei Chengying. He was furious and had already raised a simple knife next to him and vented it at the man.

"Be careful..." A panicked sweet voice shouted out in the darkness.

How powerful the sword of Mao Zixing was, it made people breathless. The servant seemed to have a pair of eyes on his back. The moment the sword approached, it had already ejected. With the ethereal lightness, the sword leveraged the force on Mao Zixing's sword and rose several feet high. The ethereal posture made Mao Zixing and Lei Chengying unable to help but drink all their clothes.

When the man landed again, his body was facing down, his sword pointed to the Central Plains, and pointed directly at Mao Zixing's eyebrows. The power of this sword made Mao Zixing completely unaware of how to resist. Lei Chengying next to him saw that the sect leader was in trouble, and a steel sword came out of his hand, and with a rotating knife, he came directly towards the man's vest.

Seeing that the man was about to be injured by a flying knife, the man knocked the inverted chain in the air, led his hand with his sword, and controlled the rotating blade on the tip of his sword. After his secret force, the rotating blade became faster and faster.

"Watch" the man twitched the rotating blade directly towards Mao Zixing, and his figure shot over. Suddenly, a rotating blade and a sword kept rotating around Mao Zixing and attacking. The sword shadow was so harmonious and natural. The man's technique was also very agile. Whenever the momentum of the rotating blade was about to stop, he would use a little trick on the hilt of the knife to make the steel sword fly again like an elf. After a while, Mao Zixing completely ignored his tail, and the man's sword move was also a killer move. After a while, Mao Zixing was either cut by a knife or a few holes by the sword. The originally mighty man became in a downright despair.

Lei Chengying, who was standing next to him watching the battle, was completely confused by the man's sword moves, and stood there for a moment, searching for the same memory in his mind, but actually forgot to go up and help.

The man took the elegant "sword fall" and directly cut off the green cloth scarf that Mao Zixing used to hold the head. Before Mao Zixing could come back to his senses, the sword fell and pointed it. The man took back his just agile figure with a beautiful "blush swallow return to the nest" and directly pushed Mao Zixing under the long sword. As long as the man wanted, he could cut his throat immediately.

"You are the 'Fairy Lanling' Yue Ling'er." Lei Chengying finally grabbed the true face of the visitor from his memory just now, and couldn't help blurting out. But this time in his divine kung fu, the sect leader Mao Zixing had already dissipated, his body was covered in blood, and he knelt on his knees, and there was no such thing as the hero who was so powerful that martial arts world.

"That's right." Yue Ling'er also identified her identity at this time. Since she had caught the leader, there was no need to hide it. Her calm and composed look had already scared Lei Chengying.

As long as he sees this "Lan Ling Fairy" again, Lei Chengying always feels indescribable. Compared with the time at the "Martial Arts Conference" in Hongshanzhai that day, Yue Ling'er's sword moves were missing, but instead became more and more practical. At the beginning, he always felt that this person seemed familiar, but he just couldn't remember it. Only when she finished the work, did he wake up. He knew that he was definitely no longer her opponent at this moment. He did not hesitate at all, holding the single sword in his hand and killing him from the side. He didn't want to become a prisoner of "Lan Ling Fairy" like the sect leader Mao Zixing. If he stayed there, he would always have a chance to take revenge. He was not in a hurry to stay with the "White Lotus Sect" who could endure for a long time, and he also learned to keep a low profile.

"Stop chasing, take this person back first." Yue Ling'er stopped Hongxiu and others who were about to chase after him. She knew the truth that the enemy would not pursue him.

"My son is your secret move?" Mao Zixing, who was kneeling on the ground, almost fainted, but in the end he supported Jiang Qing's blood-colored body, his eyes were swollen, and he threw flames of revenge at Yue Ling'er.

"It should be said that he was killed by yourself. If he does evil deeds, he will die of his own."

"Why do you do this?"

"Then why do you want to use so many innocent people from the Wei Dynasty to fill your lives?"

Mao Zixing was speechless, but finally he roared persistently: "Today's hatred, Mao Zixing, let you repay it with blood."

Hongxiu stumbling and cursing Mao Zixing back to Zhou Xun's camp, allowing people to take good care of it. As long as there is this chess piece, if the people from the "Bai Lian Sect" can't help but come to rescue them, they will catch all the people in one go. Originally, Zhou Xun asked Yue Ling'er why he didn't hand him over to Xing San for interrogation, but when Yue Ling'er said that Xing San colluded with the madam and harmed the woman in Xicheng, and was killed by the arrested person, Zhou Xun stopped talking helplessly.

The interrogation of Mao Zixing has never stopped, but this man wanted to eat the weight - he was determined to say anything since he was locked into the military camp. Zhou Xun and Yue Ling'er had no choice but to have someone guard him without leaving any steps. This person is definitely more useful than a corpse. Yue Ling'er and Zhou Xun rarely agreed with each other.

"Who." Seeing a sneaky figure, Mao Sishu, hiding in the dark, couldn't help but ask softly. After all, only those who know this place know it.

"I, Lei Chengying." When Lei Chengying, who had a white face, appeared in front of everyone, Mao Sishu and others were still shocked.

"Where is the sect leader? Why didn't I come back with you?" Mao Sishu saw that Lei Chengying was the only one, and he had an ominous premonition, but he still wanted to get a definite answer from the people.

"The sect leader was captured by the officers and soldiers." Lei Chengying didn't want people to know that he could not defeat "Fairy Lan Ling", so he left the sect leader and ran away alone. The real reason for his resignation to the "White Lotus Sect" was that they all knew the backbone like Mao Sishu. If the truth was revealed at this time, these people would probably have eaten his heart.

"With the skills of the leader, we shouldn't have been involved in the plot of those people, right?" Mao Sishu asked suspiciously. Mao Zixing's kung fu is obvious to all. The "White Lotus Sect" has few opponents, and Lei Chengying, who was defeated by Mao Zixing, escaped. Why did the "sect leader" be captured?

"The leader was outnumbered and was hit by an arrow from the officers and soldiers on his feet. He was captured due to excessive blood loss." Lei Chengying said dejectedly, and at the same time he inserted the single sword into the crack of the ground and buried three inches of the soil, making those who were provoking the thorns dare not blame again. Lei Chengying, who usually had two swords, was defeated by only one sword. This man really made great efforts. When someone saw it, he believed what he said.

"Lei Guardian, what should I do next?" A disciple who was determined to show his favor to Lei Chengying began to push him to the position of the person involved. Even Mao Sishu looked at him with his eyes wide open. After all, this person was the leader of the "Black Eagle Alliance" before, and he was most qualified to make plans for everything that happened next.

"Do you trust me? If Lei is a member of the 'White Lotus Sect', I will listen to the next sentence."

"Lei Guardian, you are the most famous man I admire. At this time, I will say this, and we will follow the horse of the Thunder Guardian." This person intends to move closer to Lei Chengying, and the chance of the sect leader being caught and survived is very small. If he doesn't seize the opportunity to stand in a good team, then the kung fu that he has fallen with the wind will be in vain.

"Now we should not act rashly. The sect leader is arrested, and the officers and soldiers are likely to use him to catch us all in one place. We might as well send someone to inquire about the movement and wait and see what happened. The major matters assigned by the sect leader are carried out according to the original plan. As long as the Westerners invade, the sect leader will naturally be safe." Lei Chengying's careful arrangement made everyone unable to help but clap their hands. Jiang is indeed a hot and talented person.

The "Sufeng" just now became the unlucky guy and was assigned to inquire about information. This flattery can only be said to have hit the horse's leg. Who made Lei Chengying not eat this? Alas, he began to miss the leader of Mao Zixing. Look at him, he is more good at following people and more knowledgeable people to use it. I am just a person who eats and drinks. How can I take such a great responsibility? The Lei Guardian is too proud of me.

Looking at the reluctant "Fu Feng" running away happily, and never saw him again, Lei Chengying was very happy for his correct choice. As long as he cooperated with the Westerners to enter Xicheng, wouldn't the position of the sect leader be his own? Knowing that he would not be able to defeat Yue Ling'er in the future, he shifted his focus to fighting for power and profit. This is the so-called "White Lotus Sect" that takes it as his responsibility to save the working people. In the end, it is just a group of selfish mobs.
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