The terrifying shadow that shrouded the top of Fengyun Village finally dissipated with the passing of Si Xiang, but during the period of time when the cloud was shrouded, too many people died.

The Sikong family, which had governed Fengyun Village for generations, was extinct, and everyone in the main village also fled.

Even if Bei Mingxiu tried his best, he could not calm down the villagers.

To them, the Sikong family is the backbone of Fengyun Village. Now that the Sikong family is gone, everything has to depend on themselves.

Although their lives are simple and ordinary regardless of whether the Sikong family exists, but when they are used to the dark night and suddenly see the sun, they will only be blinded by the dazzling sunlight.

Maybe it will take many years before they get used to it.

In fact, there is a very simple way to appease the villagers' emotions.

Si Xiang's body was moved to the altar and displayed to appease the public.

Bei Mingxiu didn't do this.

Even though what Si Xiang did to Fengyun Village and the Sikong family was extremely harmful, even though she was dead, she was still the Frost Sword Si Xiang who wielded the sword proudly and looked as graceful as an immortal.

He is still his friend.

Si Xiang was buried in a cemetery shared by villagers behind the main village of Fengyun Village. At Yuan Xue's request, Beimingxiu buried her far away, at least not next to other people, and also planted a tree on the mound.

A small white flower.

Yuan Xue stood silently in front of Si Xiang's grave for a whole day, accompanied by Bei Mingxiu.

He has already talked with Mu Yu and other practitioners about other matters in Fengyun Village, and believes that they will take care of it. However, they should also take away a lot of the spiritual treasures stored by Sikong Jing.

As for Xu Rusong, he has long since disappeared, but Beiming Xiu can be sure that this guy must be watching them not far away.

No matter what his purpose is, at least he is a friend rather than an enemy for the time being, otherwise he would not be alive until now.

He can now concentrate on being with the little girl next to him who has suffered a huge physical and mental blow.

Ever since Si Xiang was killed by him yesterday, the originally lively and cheerful little girl never smiled or said a word to him.

From Bei Mingxiu's point of view, this is a matter of course.

Although Si Xiang committed numerous murders in Fengyun Village, she always treated Yuan Xue as her closest sister and never thought of harming her. Otherwise, she could have directly killed the three members of the Sikong family.

Brother, there is no need to be sneaky and try to kill without leaving any traces.

She has always been the elder sister who dotes on her the most.

And he was the one who killed her.

No matter what high-sounding reasons he had, Si Xiang died by his sword.

Bei Mingxiu is already prepared to be avenged by Yuan Xue or even the entire Xuefeng Sword Sect in a few years or more.

He took over Si Xiang's blood debt.

When the sun was fading, Si Xiang spoke to him for the first time in two days.

"I don't understand why Senior Sister would do this."

Bei Mingxiu was silent for a moment, patted Yuan Xue on the shoulder and said: "Hate is something difficult to control. The Sikong family

Her mother, who had done so much harm to her back then, would not have attacked the Sikong family if it were not for hatred."

When he said these words, Bei Mingxiu couldn't calm down in his heart.

Si Xiang was swallowed up by the flames of hatred, and he did not hesitate to accept Fang Chengyi's Death Eye and came to Fengyun Village to seek revenge. Wasn't his own heart wrapped in hatred?

The eight Holy Pavilion experts who besieged his parents, as well as the culprit named Dongfang Xin, had he not known that he was not strong enough, he would have started his revenge long ago.

Even though five of the eight people were dead now, and the remaining three were still alive and dead, and he didn't even know their faces and names, he didn't intend to let them go.

Ask yourself, if he has become a being like Mo Wushuang who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods, and there is a being who may stop him and tell him, as long as you accept a gift, I will not interfere with any of your actions, and I can even provide help.

After confirming that the other party has no intention of harming him, he will choose to accept it, and then let his enemies taste the pain of the flames of revenge that have been burning for more than ten years. Even Xun Rizhao's resurrection cannot stop him.

But if in order to take revenge, he needs to kill some people who do not deserve to die, or even people close to him, will he take action?

He was not sure about the former, but he still tended to nod.

The latter, he couldn't decide.

What if it’s Yuan Xue?

He also wants to know the answer.

Hatred should not continue like this.

He looked at Yuan Xue's slightly pale face, waiting for her next words.

Yuan Xue raised her head and asked: "Senior sister...is she a bad person?"

"For someone who was killed by others, of course she is a bad person." Bei Mingxiu put his hand on her shoulder and said seriously, "But the most important thing is your own opinion."

"In your opinion, is your senior sister a bad person?"

Yuan Xue hesitated for a moment and shook her head uncertainly.

Bei Mingxiu continued: "Zhong Buyan, is he a bad person?"

Yuan Xue nodded.

"Your senior sister could have not killed Zhong Buyan, crippled one of his legs and let him go, but she still chose to kill him, probably to ensure your safety." Bei Mingxiu's expression became a little complicated and he said, "She

I have always been sincere to you."

Yuan Xue lowered her head again and stared blankly at the dirt on the ground.

"Everyone has a different idea of ​​the boundary between good and bad, so don't worry too much."

"I promised her that I will send you back to the Xuefeng Sword Sect safely. No matter how bad a person I am in your heart, if you want to avenge your senior sister, you will have to practice for a few more years. When the time comes, go down the mountain to find me.

I will definitely not avoid it.”

After saying that, Bei Mingxiu put a sword in Yuan Xue's hand.

The name of the sword is Qiu Shui, and its edge is like the autumn water striking a giant.

It is Si Xiang's closest comrade-in-arms, and it is also the highest-ranking spiritual sword in Xuefeng Sword Sect.

Yuan Xue held Qiushui in her hand and said softly: "Thank you."

Bei Mingxiu didn't hear clearly and asked: "What?"

Yuan Xue held Qiu Shui in her arms and made a face at him.

Laughing as if crying.

Bei Mingxiu was slightly startled.

This should be considered as stepping out of the shadows a little bit, right?

Yuan Xue suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the corner of his clothes and timidly said: "Zhou Han...are you leaving?"

Bei Mingxiu smiled and said: "Of course, Fengyun Village has become like this, and it won't help if we stay here."

A faint light flashed in Yuan Xue's eyes, "Where was the treasure in the deserted valley that day?"

Bei Mingxiu shook his head and said: "I'm not interested in it, and there are unknown dangers in Tianhuang Valley. I can't take you to take risks."

Yuan Xue snorted, her little face bulged slightly, but the light in her eyes did not dim, and she continued to ask: "After you send me back to Xuefeng Sword Sect, where will you go?"

Bei Mingxiu couldn't help but reached out and pinched her face. Seeing that she just had a look of worry on her face, he didn't apologize and said casually: "Of course it's the Huitian Dao Alliance."

A warm smile appeared on his face, "There is someone waiting for me there."

The luster in Yuan Xue's eyes faded slightly, she let out a dissatisfied sound, and asked, "You won't leave me behind along the way, right?"

"Won't."

"real?"

"Absolutely not."

"Liar is a puppy!"

…

To be fair, Bei Mingxiu didn't want to leave just now.

According to his estimation, Fang Chengyi should be watching the dramas in Maple Cloud Village in Tianhuang Valley, and then leisurely waiting for his arrival.

If he was alone, he would naturally go to Tianhuang Valley and wait for Fang Chengyi to show up.

But now, there is Yuan Xue beside him.

If Fang Chengyi cannot wait for him, he might chase him out of the Tianhuang Valley, and it will be extremely difficult for him to protect Yuan Xue by then.

But when he entered the Tianhuang Valley, he threw himself into a trap, and when he left with Yuan Xue, it was a roundabout strategy. At least he could gain a small advantage.

So early the next morning, he packed two bags and took a little girl with two swords beside him, preparing to embark on the journey back.

Yuan Xue still asked to hold his sleeves or the corners of his clothes, but he did not refuse.

But when he was some distance away from Fengyun Village and was about to pick up his iron sword and leave, his eyes lit up.

In the desert not far away, three figures slowly appeared.

The one in the middle is a girl, a girl he is very familiar with.

The clothes on her body were not clean, and they had obviously experienced a lot of travel, but the two knives on her waist, one on the left and one on the right, were still extremely clean. One red and one green complemented each other, which was particularly eye-catching.

She held a small, shiny bead in her hand, and the light on her brows jumped up and down, as if she was moving in a certain direction.

Feeling the life in front of her, she raised her head in shock. After a moment of astonishment, the smile on her face was like the buds pulled out from the branches in early spring, full of vitality.
Chapter completed!