"Perhaps I have gradually come to understand that Ye Gaotong thinks about things differently when he stands in different positions!" Ye Shaohan said lightly, his voice being drowned by the wind and snow.
The jade reappeared in Ye Shaohan's hand. Looking at the brilliance dancing on the jade, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "There are still a few days to reach the next target!"
After killing Li Hu and others, Ye Shaohan's murderous intent became more and more intense. Snowflakes were spinning strangely around Ye Shaohan's figure for several meters.
To Ye Shaohan, Li Hu was just one of the people who died by the sword, just like Chen Tianxia, Wulin and others.
In the next few days, Ye Shaohan once again killed several second-level spiritual master level warriors, and one of them even half-stepped into the third level of spiritual master level.
The most dangerous battle was when Ye Shaohan single-handedly killed three Level 2 Spirit Master Realm warriors. Although that battle was dangerous, Ye Shaohan still killed them after paying a heavy price.
The sun shines through the thin clouds and falls on Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan, who is standing on Yunying, opens his eyes, looks at the jade in his hand, and murmurs softly: "There are still three days until Zongbi!"
The wind was still roaring, and an ancient pavilion fell into the wind and snow.
The breath of early spring is blowing in the wind, and the catkins hanging with snow are rarely blooming with life.
In this vast white world, those greens have become embellishments, and the sound of the piano floats in the wind and snow, faintly visible.
The smell of wine filled the air. In the ancient pavilion, several figures were swaying in the pavilion. White smoke was rising from the incense burner, and its smoke was floating in the wind and snow.
The carved railings and jade pavilions connect the entire ancient pavilion. Among them, a beautiful figure is sitting in the pavilion, nodding and playing the piano, and her green hair is falling down like running water, covering her charming face.
The slender jade fingers plucked the silver strings, and the sound of the piano slowly floated out.
This ancient pavilion, this sound of the piano, and this beautiful shadow have become eternal.
In the ancient pavilion, several stone chairs are arranged in order, and several tall figures sit quietly on them. When you catch a glimpse of their expressions, these people are all immersed in the sound of the piano.
The military robes are the same style, but the colors are slightly different.
A bit of sharp sword energy circulated on several warriors, and the invisible energy dispersed the falling snowflakes.
The auras of these people are integrated into this world, and these young people are clearly spiritual master realm warriors.
The person sitting at the head of the stone chair is a middle-aged man with an extremely tall and tall figure, but his cheeks are too thin. When this person sits here, the surroundings become his world.
The middle-aged man closed his eyes tightly and tapped the stone handle with his right fingers, his expression extremely gentle.
The whistling sound of the cold wind was swirling around, and the sharp sound of the wind was integrated into the sound of the piano.
It wasn't until the song ended that these people woke up. Several young people just looked at Dao Qian in confusion, and then lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at that gaze.
The woman raised her head, and an extremely charming and pretty face emerged.
The woman stood up and put on a slim-fitting dress. This slim-fitting light pink dress highlighted her slender and well-proportioned figure. The pink was so light that it was close to white, but it was very charming, just like the most natural and alluring face on a girl's cheeks.
of blush.
Looking back with a charming smile, the woman smiled gracefully, and this smile overshadowed the snowy scene.
Many young people watching lowered their heads and cursed secretly: "Witch!"
Her smile could touch people's hearts, and her smile could charm everyone, but the middle-aged man was the only one who could keep his expression unchanged.
The dark pupils showed endless depth, like stars. The middle-aged man raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him with a calm expression and chuckled: "Mei Niang, put away your charming skills, these disciples are my sword masters."
Zong’s future!”
Hearing this, the woman smiled even more charmingly, and every move was enough to evoke people's most primitive desires.
"Sect Master Li Ren is overly worried. Disciples like you are all great among men, so why would you look down on this ruined family?" The woman smiled charmingly, her long eyelashes swaying constantly.
The fallen flowers are like willows! Those young warriors lowered themselves even lower, their spiritual energy flowing outside their bodies, and the woman's voice fell into their ears like a magic sound.
"Who doesn't know your Mei Niang's charming skills? Just one word can make a Spirit Master Realm warrior lose his mind. You are the only one on the mainland who can do this!" the middle-aged man said calmly.
Having said this, the middle-aged man raised his left hand and gently tapped it forward.
In an instant, the rolling spiritual energy from the young warrior's body also poured into his body.
Hearing this, the woman chuckled, and her smile became more and more charming: "Sect Master Li Ren actually praised me!"
"Compared to before, your piano sound is even more moving!" The middle-aged man named Li Ren chuckled, but there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
"The past?" The woman smiled charmingly and sat on the stone chair again. Her pink dress was fluttering in the wind, and her breasts were looming. "Without a future, how can there be a past?"
Hearing this, Li Ren sighed slightly, and there was a slight fluctuation in his breath, "This Zongbi is related to the future of Guijian Sect. Mei Niang, how about you help me just once?"
"Many years ago, you also said this?" The smile on the woman's face froze in vain, "But what happened later?"
"My beautiful mother has become a witch that everyone reviled. As the wife of the leader of Guiyi Sect, she seduced the leader of Gudao Sect!" The woman sneered: "Then this time, you want me to help you again, and who do you want me to seduce?
Woolen cloth?"
An interesting thing happened in the last sect competition. When the leader of the Gudao Sect met the leader of the Guiyi Sect, he abstained from voting. It was that abstention that led to the current growth of the Guiyi Sect.
Listening to the sarcasm in the words, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Li Ren's face. If he hadn't planned this incident back then, Guiyi Sect would have lost to the Ancient Dao Sect, and it wouldn't be as powerful as it is now.
Using his wife to seduce the leader of the Ancient Dao Sect and create a fake baby incident to force the leader of the Ancient Dao Sect, this series was all planned by Li Ren.
Although the Ancient Dao Sect was defeated in this way, the grudge between the Ancient Dao Sect and the Guiyi Sect was also forged. From then on, when the disciples of the two sects met, it was life and death.
"In this sect competition, Guiyi Zonghui and the Gudao sect will face off again." Li Ren whispered: "Gutian's martial arts will has evolved to its peak, and he has entered the second level of the Spirit Emperor Realm. If I can face him with my cultivation
, the result can only be defeat!”
"So, I hope you can help me. I know that Gutian was really in love back then. Even though they are separated by many years, his love for you is still there." Li Ren whispered.
"His love for me is still there, but what about your love?" The woman smiled gracefully, but her smile was a little bleak.
Hearing this, Li Ren immediately stopped what he said next and looked at the woman with tenderness in his eyes, "After this Zongbi competition, I will pass on my position to the younger generations. Even if I bear the infamy, I will return to you.
Mei Niang!"
Guiyi Sect, its status is extremely high in the Martial God Continent, a first-class sect.
"Then why should I help you? Is it just because of the old relationship between you and me?" The charm disappeared from the woman, replaced by indifference.
Li Ren didn't understand. When a woman gives up her heart to a man, her heart is dead. She will never believe the man's words again, not even the punctuation marks in his words.
Sensing the woman's indifference, Li Ren sighed slightly, looked at the woman complicatedly for a moment, and said softly: "There are still a few days until Zongbi, you can think about it for a few days before replying to me!"
"Haha, Mei Niang, do you still remember that sentence when you were young? If possible, I would like to hold your hand and watch the long stream of water. I know that you still love me now, and you also hate me, but I hope that in the end I can
It is my hope and my destination to go chop down the long stream with you." Li Ren's voice was a little low, but he always had tenderness in his eyes towards the woman in front of him.
After getting up, Li Ren looked at the disciples behind him and whispered: "Let's go!"
Looking deeply at the woman in front of him, Li Ren sighed again, turned around, and walked towards the wind and snow.
Dozens of Guiyi Sect disciples lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the woman in front of them. They bowed respectfully to the woman with a sword salute, turned around, and followed Li Ren closely.
Li Ren's figure in the wind and snow was so lonely. Who could have imagined that this majestic leader of the Guiyi Sect in front of the world had paid so much for the Guiyi Sect, including his wife and children.
Raising her head, the woman stared at the figure that was gradually covered by the wind and snow, and smiled miserably: "You are still as confident as ever, but you don't understand that when a woman gives up on a man, there is no so-called love!
"
"Li Ren, did you know? The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. There is no love, no hate, just indifference!" The woman curled her eyes and smiled softly. This smile made the surrounding snow scene dim.
The snow was still floating, and the cold wind blowing from outside the ancient pavilion stirred up the snow all over the ground. The snow finally fell in the pavilion, and also fell on the woman's face. The snow lightly scratched her cheek.
Among the flying snowflakes, an extremely beautiful sword light emerged. This beautiful sword light became eternal in the eyes of the woman.
The fallen snowflakes were dyed blood-colored, and blood lotuses bloomed in mid-air. The woman's smile still lingered at the corner of her mouth, but her vitality was buried in this extremely beautiful sword light.
The wind blew, and the woman's figure fell to the ground weakly, with a few drops of blood still on the silver string.
The wind stopped, the sword dispersed, and a figure in white emerged from the ancient pavilion. A few drops of scarlet were dripping from an unusual iron sword.
Snow fell on the silver mask, and behind the silver mask was an extremely young face, Ye Shaohan.
Ye Shaohan appeared silently, looked at the dying woman on the ground, and secretly said: "Target, death!"
"No!" The moment the woman fell to the ground, a roar sounded in the wind and snow, breaking the sky above.
Roaring towards the sky, its sound broke through the sky.
The sound wave turned into a real sound sword and swept over. Dozens of figures broke through the wind and snow and went straight to the ancient pavilion.
The flowing sound sword shattered the snow and shattered the thousand-year-old pavilion. The ancient pavilion was shattered, and a terrifying will burst out in the void.