Vol 7 Chapter 163: True love

Li Muchan looked coldly at Zhuo Huifan, a woman who fulfilled her dream and ruined her life, and couldn't help crying, "Is it you? How do you know I'm here?"
Zhuo Huifan snorted softly, "Mr. Sword God forgot, here is Qifeng Mountain after all, what else can I hide from Zhuo Huifan?"
Li Muchan entered Houshan to meet Master Dingyi, and she really couldn't hide her.
Looking at this magnificent beauty, Li Muchan only had disgust and chill in her heart. The woman raised her hands to show her femininity and pity, but he did know that her personality was so powerful A man who is scared, good at forbearance and calculation, and his cold and ruthlessness is that Li Muchen is also utterly stunned and feels ashamed.
"You and I haven't seen you for a long time ..." Zhuo Huifan frowned.
"Seeing or not seeing, what's the point?" Li Muchan said coldly. "In those days, you and I cooperated and took our own needs. You took the seat of Fengyi Pavilion, and I married Hui Ru into Yijian Shanzhuang. You and I have nothing to do, then you threaten with the truth, and I have been the blade of your hand for decades. Now Huiru has gone away, and the truth has been made clear. What do you want? What else do you have in your hand? I'll die for you? "
"You and I have been together for decades, don't you have any feeling of nostalgia?" Zhuo Huifan asked.
"Stop!" Li Muchen said in disgust: "If it wasn't for you, how could things be exposed, and how would Ning Huiru leave me ..."
"But a woman, is it so important compared to your position as a sword god? For her, your sword heart has been messed up, and martial arts have not advanced for decades. Do you hate her?"
Li Muchen's gaze was cold, and he turned back and said, "Don't think that I can't kill you if I retreat from martial arts!"
Zhuo Huifan said for a moment, he could not help but softly, "All these years, you have only one Ning Huiru in your eyes, don't you ... don't understand my heart?"
Li Muchan sneered, Shen said, "Fold up your set, I'm not the" Xuanhua real person "Bai Yulou. Your Zhuo Huifan's eyes only have power. How can a man get into your eyes?"
Zhuo Huifan's eyes darkened, and he said lightly: "It is indeed decades of friendship ... you can't find Sister Ning in Qifeng Mountain. Although this is the place where she was born, it is not her home. Her home is elsewhere ... "
Li Muchen turned around and asked excitedly, "Do you know where she went?"
"If you are a sister, you should go to that place." Zhuo Huifan smiled bitterly. "After all, it was Sister Ning's favorite little sister at that time. How did I not know ..."
"Where? Where is she?" Li Muchen said anxiously: "You tell me her position, I kill you for you, who do you want to kill? I can do it for you!"
Zhuo Huifan's beam sound was lined up, his lips opened slightly, and a few words were passed into Li Muzen's ears. Li Muchan immediately showed a surprise and a look of surprise.
"Go on. This is the end of decades of friendship between you and me. It is the only thing I can do for you, without having to exchange anything ..." Zhuo Huifan said lifelessly.
Li Muchan gave her a surprised look, apparently could not think that Zhuo Huifan, who is a good at calculation, would have such a word. Although he had guessed what would be a conspiracy, Li Muchan would never hesitate to nod his wife, nodded his head, and decided to go down the mountain.
Zhuo Huifan watched Li Muchan's figure disappearing between the mountains, his cold and arrogant figure suddenly softened, and the whole person became silent for a moment, no longer the position of the previous strong woman, sighed slightly, murmured in his mouth. : "At the time of the League oath, if you chose me, not sister Ning ... now the whole world will be different ..."
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Huifan's dim color disappeared, and he changed back to the Fengyi Pavilion master who had control over everything. He said coldly: "Li Muchen, your use value is the only way to find martial arts and resist Luo Po Enemies who chase your heart will surely make you regain your sword heart ... for the last time for me. "
Turning away, there was no one on the Eagle's Head Mountain.
Zhan Yu sat alone on the roof and looked at the bright moon in the sky, feeling restless.
Earlier, if he did not hesitate to follow the rules of the rivers and lakes and joined the duel, it was extremely dangerous, and Zhu Daxia was dissatisfied, but at least there was a great chance for him to survive, instead of lying cold in the coffin.
With a sigh, Zhan Yu, who was extremely regretful, stood up and wanted to walk around and take a break. She suddenly heard the opening of the back door, and at the same time Hu Yan Yunzhu and Gui Zhesheng walked out.
"I feel the pain in my heart this time ..." Hu Yan Yunzhu's words passed into Zhan Yu's ears, which made him sympathize with him. "Do you say we are too obedient to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if we do, Zhu Daxia Isn't it going to die? "
"You can pull it down!" Gui Zhengsheng snorted coldly, "Just let us do this, and it will be free to go up, not only will Zhu Daxia not survive, we have to account for it ..."
"But Zhu Xixia is gone, I really feel bad about it, I always want to do something ..."
"Now the main thing for us is not to give trouble to the old men, relying on the competition between the masters of the king's palace and Baidao, and they are preparing to act. We can cooperate fully. But I think we can get rid of them Before quoting, there is one thing that must be resolved ... "
Hu Yan Yunzhu froze and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Hostage!" Gui Yansheng rolled his eyes and said, "It's the young master of the Feng family, the one called Feng Hefei who was taken away!"
"The wind also flies !?"
"Yes, that's him!" Gui Zhengsheng said, "You can only let go of your hostage after you save the hostage, otherwise you will always feel like you are being led by your nose. Don't you dare to kill yourself. What if the hostage is threatened? "
"Yes, yes, yes, you make sense!"
Gui Yansheng's words fell into Zhan Yu's ears, which made him shine.
That's true!
The action of the king of the mountains to take away the sword and hand it to Feng Yifei made Yin Jiuyou uncomfortable. With his position as the master of the magic gate, the words spoken were jealous. The look in his eyes made him unhappy. However, others were extremely gloomy, and on the surface, the dots could not be seen.
Everyone curiously looked at the wind and flying, all wanting to hear what the young man who was admired by Li Mo and the King of the Mountain was admired, to judge whether the master behind him was really the master of sword-making.
Feng Yifei took the long sword and evaluated it carefully. His method was extremely strange. He lifted it high and lowered, and continued to use his fingers to bounce the sword body, making the metal sounds of the bottom and the bottom.
The crowd stared at him to see what he had to say.
Feng Yifei didn't show any sensibility on his face, suddenly holding Jianping to his chest, looking up at the sky.
Everyone was wondering what he was doing. The wind also flew into thought, and then sighed, followed by sneer and sneer, and the sound was agitated, which made him know that he was also a master of innate level.
Feng Yifei replied, "My grandmother, my grandmother, this is what you expected. That man's sword-making method is really so. He is such a daring man, but he is so heart-shaking, it's really shameless!"
These words were baffled and everyone was puzzled. Li Moyin and the king of the mountains knew that he was a wise man, and he must have seen what was wrong with the sword. At the same time, the person who made him shameless probably said that Zhang Qiu, who casts the sword, was too Yan.
Zhu Shengbei wondered: "Feng Shaoxia, but you made a special discovery?"
Feng Yifei's eyes flashed, and he threw the sword in his hand coldly, and slammed it in front of himself, and said lightly to the king of the mountain, "Master, if you believe in the next word, this sword is still less useful, otherwise It will be too worthwhile to die in the future! "
This move caused much dissatisfaction, Tao Qi, the "seven-star hand": "How can you make a conclusion on this without the words of Feng Shaoxia?"
Yin Jiuyou's bleak and cold voice said, "I'm afraid that you can't learn anything, so pretend to be amazing?"
Others also nodded frequently. This sword's sharpness was obvious to all. Even Li Moyin and the Ghost Sovereign considered it a sword. Why was it worthless in the wind and flying mouth?
The patron king is also somewhat unclear, so some people think that this young man is a bit alarmist, so he patiently asked: "Why don't Feng Shaoxia say that, why did the king die for this sword?"
Feng Yifei polished his language a bit, and said, "You may not believe it. Although the sword is made of precious materials in the casting method, it lacks aura and cannot form a sword. It can only be regarded as a poor product. In order to make up for this, The sword-maker uses the taboo technique in the sword-making method to generate sharp and murderous swords. Although it seems to be agile, it actually floats on the surface without internality, and the taboo method promotes the sword. The sword's anger, secretly damages the anger of the person using the sword, and endogenously damages it. After using it for a long time, the sword seems to be complete, but it will inevitably self-destruct. Without the defense of the person using the sword, there will be death and injury. This is A fierce sword! "
"Nonsense."
"Fallacy, fallacy ..."
"The sword is only good or bad. Where is the fierce luck? Really unknowable, unknowable ..."
As soon as Feng Yifei said this, everyone present was immediately disdainful, and they continued to ridicule them continuously ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The king of the mountain, "Huangfu's obedience is also dissatisfied. The sword that he bought heavily is not a magic weapon, But it ’s too much to call it a
fierce sword
. Is n’t he so blind? He was angry, but unexpectedly saw Li Mo fascinated next to him, fell into silence, and looked at the other side. The "monk" who keeps moving also opens his eyes without complaining, and looks at the wind and flew without blinking. Such a move is rare and makes him stunned. He ponders for a moment and asks: "I don't know what the young master Feng said What is the taboo method? Why does the sword cause self-harm? What is this sword, aura? "
At this time, the wind also replied, and the "Monk" suddenly replied without complaining: "Is the wind donor and the family master passed on to the soldiers?"
Feng Yifei showed his attention for the first time, and arched to the monk without complaint: "It is true."
"So, the grandmother mentioned in the donor's mouth is the Tibetan sword old man in the" Tibetan Front Valley "?"
"The master is really well-informed." Feng Yifei's words are equal to the default.
Unexpectedly, Li Mo's speculation was confirmed, and Feng Yifei's judgment immediately became different, and everyone fell into silence at the same time. (To be continued.)