The night is dark and dark clouds cover the moon. Although the capital is lively, darkness is always forgotten in many places. Now, a figure appears quietly in a place that is not viewed by people.

The ancient vines and old trees, crows whistle and mass graves were cold and gloomy in the dark night. This man stood by the grave. As time passed, he did not feel impatient, but became more and more cold and silent.

When the moonlight appeared again, a figure appeared inexplicably behind the figure. In an instant, the murderous aura soared into the sky. The cold murderous aura made the place even colder, making people feel like hell.

The murderous aura of the whole world was covered with layers of murderous aura, but the person in front of him remained motionless, as if he could not feel the murderous aura. The person who came still did not turn around, and a cold voice slowly came out: "How many of your people have come and why are your purpose?"

"There are 10 people in our group." The murderous killer spoke coldly, as if he was dissatisfied with the people in front of him, but he continued: "I don't know whether to send other people. As for the purpose, you obviously know why you have to ask me."

"Hmph!" The person in front of him snorted coldly. The purple light on the killer's body suddenly became trembling. He had no murderous aura. He held his head in his hands and was in pain. He rolled on the ground, constantly shouting for mercy.

The visitor finally turned slowly, his cold expression and long white hair drifted away. The man was Zhang Kaifeng, but he was wearing a cloak at this time, covering up his entire face, only revealing his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were cold, so cold that it almost made people feel deadly. The killer's body trembled even harder when he met those eyes.

"Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me."

"Ah, my subordinates know that they are wrong, and I hope the master will forgive his sins."

He begged for mercy continuously, and the sound of pain resounded throughout this mass grave, like a ghost crying, which made the crows disperse.

"Help you recall how you used to remember your current identity." Zhang Kaifeng's tone became even colder, but the purple light on his fingertips weakened a little, and he said, "You don't need to understand or question my questions, and you must unconditionally execute what I want you to do."

"I understand!" Sha, whispered, and the pain in his head decreased by half.

"There is another thing. I will give me the information you investigated and the two factions of the righteous and demons. The information should be more accurate." Zhang Kaifeng looked at Sha who was kneeling on the ground with a expressionless face. The bloodthirsty killer was stained with countless blood from innocent people, so he naturally had no intention of sympathy.

"I understand, how can I find you?" Sha asked.

Zhang Kaifeng said calmly: "I will naturally contact you at that time. You can find out where the bloodthirsty tissue's nest is."

"It has not been found yet, but please rest assured that my subordinates are already a little bit angry. Now it's only the Dongfeng is gone." Sha responded.

"Oh, Dongfeng, I think it's the purpose of your trip." Zhang Kaifeng's lips raised slightly and said, "Do you need me to help you?"

"I dare not." Sha lowered his head.

"Very good. Next time I meet, I will know where the Broken Void Scroll is." Zhang Kaifeng walked past Sha, and the voice sounded like a death sentence sounded again: "Don't want to kill me with bloodthirsty. I can see your movements at a glance. There is also my unique martial arts in your body, and no one can solve them. Even the elders of your bloodthirsty organization have no choice. I hope that if that day comes, I will know your day with my own hands."

"I don't dare." Sha said hurriedly.

After a long time, there was no echo and he stood up. The man had disappeared, but his clothes had long been wet with cold sweat. So far, he could not remember the true face of that person, and no matter how he thought, it would be useless. He had thought about killing this person with the help of bloodthirsty power, but the man revealed a lot of information in the conversation tonight, so he had to reconsider it.

The clenched fists finally slowly loosened weakly, with several sharp hurricanes in his eyes finally disappeared. When the dark clouds came over, he disappeared, but the crows on the dead trees were still chirping.

Zhang Kaifeng's expression was always calm on the road at night. He had already taken off his cloak, his white hair was floating, his eyebrows were not as sharp as before, but more melancholy. People under the moon were walking slowly like lonely shadows.

Suddenly, a piano sounded not far away. Under the tree, a man played the piano for her. The white figure was as light as a butterfly. With the faint sound of the piano, the jade hand stretched out the green sword in the scabbard, and the wrist was gently rotated. The green sword also flashed like lightning, but it fused with the woman's weak white figure. The blue sword light was drawn in an arc in the air. The woman's waist fell randomly along the sword light, but at the moment she landed on the ground, pulled out the water sleeve, hooked up the beam, and surrounded the green sword light like a fairy around the hall. In just one moment, he looked at the scabbard in the hand of the palace man, pulled off the water sleeve, and turned it off, and then threw out the green sword in his hand, and hit the scabbard. The water sleeve and the blue figure fell down together.

Such a scene made Zhang Kaifeng's script stop. The white figure danced with swords was extremely beautiful, and finally slowly coincided with the figure deep in his heart, and finally sighed at the corner of his mouth. He stopped stopping and walked away. The moonlight was bright, stretching out the slightly lonely back.

The sound of the piano on the top of the mountain continued, and the woman dancing the sword danced like a butterfly. When she turned around, her beautiful eyes witnessed the leaving back. Liying's eyes could no longer turn away, and the turning of the long sword in her hand slowly stopped.

"The flowers on the other side will bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet each other. Love is not caused by cause and effect, and fate is destined to life and death."

The sad poems came into the woman's ears like a breeze, staring at them in a daze. When the wind blows, the quietness of the ground is messed up, the ripples in the lake, and the beautiful shadow stops for a long time.

"Miss, why did you stop suddenly?" The girl next to the woman in white walked into her and looked along her gaze.

I happened to see the white figure, and my eyes widened and I was about to say something. The white figure walking on the road lighted, soaring into the sky, bathed in the moonlight, like a banished immortal, stepping on the branches, and quickly disappeared under the white moonlight.

"Axue, what are you watching? You're so fascinated." The sound of the piano stopped, and the man who was as beautiful as a jade man stopped playing the piano and walked up. However, he didn't see the scene just now and couldn't help but be surprised.

The strange feeling disappeared, Mu Ran came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that the moonlight tonight is particularly cold."

The handsome man looked up at the sky, and the moonlight was as usual, saying, "Since you have no interest, then let's go back!"
Chapter completed!