His figure was like lightning, and he pushed Lian Shi through the fierce palm wind without hesitation. The people around him were still unclear about the situation and were afraid of the power of the master of the Chonghua Sect. Naturally, no one took action to stop him.
Lian Shi's face turned pale, and after taking a few steps back, he realized that he couldn't escape the almost perfect blockade, and he couldn't see anything.
The plain figure walked gracefully in front of him, and Xi Yingfeng tried his best to hit the opponent's chest hard with his palm. Even though he couldn't raise his internal strength due to the poison, this palm was still enough to seriously injure him.
With a broad and solid back in front of her, Lian Shi stood dumbly.
The only person who can truly resist harm for her, not because of the name of the princess, is the little master who always guides her gently.
"Dad, stop it." The pain in his chest was unbearable, Xi Shaoyuan's eyes were full of sorrow, and he tried to persuade him, "Don't you have enough innocent people's blood on your hands?"
He could no longer pretend to be deaf and remain silent about his father's evil deeds. The obsession with hoping that his father could correct his evil deeds caused him to lose his life-long confidant. Lian Shi's scolding made Xi Shaoyuan realize that his silence would not be rewarded.
It will only add fuel to the flames and intensify my father's ambitions.
"Is the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance so important? So important that it can destroy humanity and kill without restraint, and it can harm innocent people and even take advantage of its own son? Dad, it's better to turn around and don't make any mistakes again!"
"Get out of the way!" The angry and angry Chonghua Sect Master never imagined that his son would turn against him and expose his ambition to the world at the most critical moment. The discussion behind him changed from confusion to surprise to anger.
, he knew that the plan that had been spent for more than ten years was ruined today. At this point, there is no possibility of explanation. If all the truth can be concealed, there may be a glimmer of hope.
Xi Yingfeng retreated to his original position and whistled, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came from outside the door.
To prepare for a rainy day, he had already arranged a large number of people outside Wanqi Mansion, just waiting to give Wei Moyan the final blow and steal the secret from Hongxian, and from then on he would look down on the world and stand above thousands of people.
"You all open your eyes and watch carefully. What kind of alliance leader and what kind of sect leader? He is just an insidious and cunning villain! He was the one who poisoned Xiao Bai. He was the one who kidnapped Xiao Bai. Now he is forcing Xiao Bai to death.
It's him again! Xi Yingfeng, you claim to be an upright leader of the martial arts world, but you are no better than an animal!"
The denunciation was like thunder, with a loud sound.
The situation outside the hall suddenly changed, and the turbulent rivers and lakes under the calm surface finally broke the silence and entered the chaotic world of division and turmoil.
In the hall, as if there was a deadlock, there was silence for a long time.
The bright red wedding dress lay on the dead boy's body for a long time without moving. Wei Moyan felt empty in his heart and didn't know what to do. Xi Yingfeng's plot was all within his guess, but sadly, even so, he still became the one in that plot.
A chess piece, with his own hands, he wounded the woman he loved most to pieces, leaving him heartbroken.
It was he who indirectly killed Cheng Xiaobai, her only relative.
His love caused her hatred, irreparable scars and despair. She was afraid that she would never give her heart to him again in this life, nor would she live and die by his side again. He would be left alone in the lonely world, trying to save the country.
But he lives in loneliness for the rest of his life.
Walking to the center of the pool of blood and hugging the lost woman tightly, Wei Moyan wanted to convey all the warmth and words he wanted to say to her, not to let her leave or disappear.
"Qingluan, look at me." He whispered softly, and his heart ached when he came into contact with her distracted gaze.
Gone is the woman he loved so much, and there is only a body left in his arms, without emotion or consciousness.
Her heart died with Cheng Xiaobai.
This is not the ending he wanted.
"Qingluan, speak up, say you hate me, it was me who killed your brother, say you hate me!" Wei Moyan shook his thin shoulders vigorously, no matter what, even if he wanted to shake her to pieces, even if she hated him,
He didn't want to see the heartless and soulless Xia Qingluan. He wanted her to live, even if she hated him for the rest of her life. Her arrogant head was buried in the messy black hair of her neck. The emotion called fear broke into his mind for the first time, muttering, "I wish I could
Destroy the world for her.
"Look at me again and tell me you're still there."
There was a sudden chill in his chest. It was an unfamiliar feeling, pain, and tearing. It was extremely unfamiliar to him who was rarely injured.
It was the Mo Heng Sword, and the only remaining body of the Mo Heng Sword was inserted deeply into his chest.
But Wei Moyan smiled.
"you are still alive……"
As long as she is alive, she will have a chance, and she will have a chance to give her warmth again and give her the meaning of living.
She held the broken sword with blood-stained hands and thrust it forward hard. Xia Qingluan didn't know what the purpose of this was. She just wanted to cover up the smell of blood on Cheng Xiaobai's body, as if this could erase the fact that he was dead. Hug.
Who is holding her? Who is calling her? Why, not Xiao Bai...
The arms holding her refused to relax at all, and the hot blood flowed down the dagger to his hands. He raised his hands behind his back, and through the moonlight and candlelight, he saw that his palms were bright red. His brother's blood, his blood, merged into
Together, it becomes more fishy, sweet and intense.
Finally, she killed him.
Instantly burst into tears.
Except for the two people in the hall, no one saw the blood gushing from the chest of the formidable Poyue Pavilion Master. Everyone focused their attention on the crowd confronting each other outside the hall. Otherwise, I don’t know how many people would take advantage of this moment.
Entering, the martial arts legend ends with one strike.
The boy in black, who was obviously slow, gritted his teeth and stood up. Without a word, he took Wan Qi Haoyue's hand and dragged him to the back of the hall. The latter's struggle, which was not very strong, also brought a heavy burden. After coughing a few times, his sleeves turned black and red again.
blood stains.
"If you want to die, you have to wait until I'm dead." He shouted fiercely, using all his strength to pick up the tall and thin body by the waist, and escaped from the back door without a trace before being discovered.
Being much older than his physical age, he could clearly see that there was no winner in this chess game. Hongxian lost his only relative, Wei Moyan lost the heart of the one he loved, and Xi Yingfeng lost the image of justice and supremacy that he had devoted himself to maintaining.
Wanqi Haoyue lost Hongxian's trust in him.
Everyone loses, no one wins.
Looking back at the two people whose pale bodies were stained with blood, their desire for revenge disappeared. They were both people with nothing, and they were worse than death.
"Kill, kill everyone." The voice outside the hall was gloomy. Xi Yingfeng hit the back of Xi Shaoyuan's neck with another palm, and threw his unconscious son to his confidant: "Take him back and lock him up."
Facing a group of martial arts masters with no inner strength, the hundreds of disciples of Chonghua Sect who were hiding outside the courtyard and had not been poisoned fought openly, showing their superiority.
Xi Yingfeng smiled brightly. He killed people, silenced them, and eradicated the roots. If everyone who knows the truth is dead tonight, no one will doubt him anymore. The position of leader of the martial arts alliance is still prepared for him.
However, things were not as simple as he thought. The moment the men of the Chonghua Sect raised their weapons, there were once again bursts of footsteps outside the house. However, these footsteps were even and restrained. It was obvious that they came from people with very good internal skills, far from Chonghuamen.
The children of Huamen can achieve it.
"Lord of the Pavilion?" More than ten figures appeared in front of the door. The leading man's eyebrows sank, and he was already in the hall as soon as he took a step.
Huayu, Jiuhe, Shaobi, Yan, Shaocheng, and Poyue Pavilion's two deputy hall masters and three hosts, plus Shen Yuqing and several disciples who came in the middle, tightly protected the main hall, with majestic murderous intent. Overwhelming.
Shura trampled the country to pieces in one night.