Vol 8 Chapter 102: 99 Chongyang

late at night.
The moonlight leaked through the window, it was so gentle.
Ye Qingxuan's eyes were distant, and he looked at the sky quietly.
Zhuo Huifan took the initiative to meet Ye Qingxuan.
Seeing the other person ’s smile bloom from the inside out, he couldn't help smiling.
It seems that Zong Xuan's news was sent out and it worked well.
Mei Yinxue is really in her own residence, and as long as she passes the news to Lin Nanxuan or anyone in Lingyun Palace, she can guarantee that Xiao Bugan can disguise herself and go to the residence to rescue people.
"The handsome man's trick is really good." Zhuo Huifan nodded with a smile, "It depends on the results today."
"I wish the Lord the Lord to get what he wants." Ye Qingxuan answered with a smile.
"Let's go."
"please."
The ninth day of September.
Chongyang Festival.
Life is easy, old is hard, old is hard, old is chongyang.
Today is Chongyang, the battlefield yellow flowers are very fragrant.
The autumn wind is strong every year, not like spring.
It is better than spring light, Liao Kuojiang is in heaven.
Purple Mountain.
The exposed stone wall has a prominent purple color, hence its name.
The place where the sacrifice roof is located is a huge block of rock on the Zijin Mountain, which is 500 meters high. The upper side of the stone platform is half the size of a football field.
Under the roof of the sacrifice is the Jade Emperor.
If you go to the festival roof, you must pass the Jade Emperor.
Like purple-gold jade, the sun shines brightly.
The army of the imperial court, including the three secret agents, gathered under the Purple Mountain, shuttled back and forth, and imposed a blockade.
The vast majority of martial arts people can't take a step forward at this point. Of course, this arrangement can't block the real masters. Doing so just avoids unnecessary injuries and deaths.
Ye Qingxuan sits quietly inside the comfortably furnished cliff cave. Outside, the masters of Fengyi Pavilion are full of caves.
Cao Sheng, Xing Wuyou, Ling Zhaokong, Li Daotian, Che Huanyue, and Xianlong ancestors, the six masters of the sky, are silent. Their mood is only more tense than Li Muchan and Luo breaking the enemy.
In the middle of the night yesterday, a group of people came to this place through a secret channel. Except for the reserved space, they were overcrowded.
This cave is actually huge, but Fengyi Pavilion has placed thousands of people to gather strength.
All of them were bought by Fengyi Pavilion, and there were countless masters in the rivers and lakes. Similar to Murong Zhuhai, Dongfang Manqing, "Long Fei" Qu Longxing, and "Long Xian Weng" Nangong Changsheng, so there are dozens of top masters in the sky.
The rest were waiting, none of them were masters of innate or above.
Even Zhou Tingdong, a former soldier of Shang Bingshu who betrayed Huangfu Tairen not long ago, appeared in the crowd, apparently taking refuge in the new master very quickly, wanting to stand up in World War I, and reviving the reputation of the Zhou family of Yueyang.
Dongfang Manqing's two sons also came. Situ Ling Hao and Situ Ling Zhuo had no eyes like her old mother, looking up at her chin and looking around.
But these are not what Ye Qingxuan cares about most.
What he was concerned about was that in the innermost part of the cave, a slightly narrow cave was actually obscured by the curtain, but Ye Qingxuan was beyond the common sense of the gods, but he could sense the powerful breath inside. There are as many as three in Yu Linnanxuan or Lu Weishuang, and there are faint touches.
Master of three and a half steps myth.
Ye Qingxuan was cold in his heart, and he immediately understood that this was probably because of the death of Lu Weishuang, and there were three masters who came from the "Kowloon Palace".
I'm afraid this is the real killer of Zhuo Huifan.
Wu Huiying flickered, appeared beside Zhuo Huifan, and whispered: "Luo broke the enemy to the top of the Jade Emperor."
"Supreme Sky Knife?" Zhuo Huifan asked for a moment.
"And it appeared. Zhan Donglai waited for the whereabouts of the people to become obsessed," said Hui Huiying.
Zhuo Huifan nodded his head and said, "It seems that this boy wanted to lay down the sword after the start of the competition. At that time, no matter who came down from the sacrifice roof, he would face the shock of the crazy group heroes. He is dead I am determined to let this corpse of Zijin Mountain run wild. "
Zhuo Huifan shifted his eyes, glanced at Shuai Tianfan, who closed his eyes and asked the gods, and asked, "The rebellion of the Southern Dynasties and Lin Nanxuan ..."
"Lin Nanxuan appeared near the top of the Jade Emperor, but there was no trace of rebellion in the Southern Dynasty."
Zhuo Huifan nodded.
Lin Nanxuan and the Southern Dynasties acted separately, but it was a motion at the last moment. If Lin Nanxuan did not show up, Zhuo Huifan would surely guess that he was in the same place as the Southern Dynasties, increasing the possibility of her suspicion and indecision.
"Master, the top ten martial artists have also reached the top of the Jade Emperor." Wu Huiying said again.
Zhuo Huifan thought for a moment and asked, "Except for us, those people ..."
"Also arrived. The purpose is unknown."
Zhuo Huifan sneered again and again, and said, "Come on."
Those people?
Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment and realized that the so-called people must be the top ten martial arts leaders that Zhuo Huifan paid special attention to, including the uncontrolled Zen Master of the Great Zen Temple, the real person of Taibai Jianzong Changchun, and the Shushan Jianmeng. Ding Jingyin ...
The intentions of these men and women are unknown, and they seem to collude with the Southern Dynasties, but there is no exact evidence. They were originally a terrible force that can control the development of the situation, but because of three half-step masters of mythology, any opponents this time will die. No burial place.
Li Daotian said in a deep voice: "The Lord Zhuoge doesn't have to worry. These people sit in the well and watch the sky. I don't dare to do anything, just to see who can leave the festival roof alive."
Suddenly everyone was silent, and no one was interested in speaking again.
Close your eyes and keep your soul.
Time passed little by little at the last moment.
Eight in the morning.
Already gray-haired, Li Muchan appeared at the foot of the Purple Mountain.
Several people from Yijian Shanzhuang waited for the guard.
A few steps accompanied, the old housekeeper Li Menglong stepped forward, slowly said: "The owner ... let the villain accompany you up."
Li Muchan laughed absurdly: "Why do you little guy become so sloppy, and the earthly world is irrelevant to me? It is my dream to have such a battle as the end of my life."
Li Menglong bowed his head and retreated in silence.
Although Li Menglong looks older than Li Muchen, in fact, he is indeed a teenager. At that time, he was also a small follower before and after the young master.
"Brother ..."
The three landlord Li Muxian sighed sadly, but was speechless.
"Third brother, I have already explained. I do n’t need children to be affectionate. Well, originally, the three of our brothers, I most despise you, think that you have everything to do, not motivated, at least your second brother has ambition, It seems that you have the most wit ... But to this day, Yijian Shanzhuang has a big deal, but your approach is the most appropriate. In the future, you will take care of the villa. Your second brother ... Well, if Yijian Shanzhuang is in He's at ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm afraid it's going to perish. "
"father……"
The beautiful Li Youlan is like a valley Youlan, so beautiful.
There was a tear in Li Muchan's eyes, and he said lightly, "Let's step back. Orchid, walk with your father."
"Um." Li Youlan looked sadly and stepped forward silently.
Wow--
I don't know which family member suddenly cried out behind him, and he was covered by his mouth and ripped off.
As Li Muchan moved forward, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. He smiled at Li Youlan who followed him, "Why does everyone seem to be in trouble? It really teaches people. Do you think I must lose?"
There were traces of Li Youlan's eyes around the silent mountains.
This side is the road from Yijianshanzhuang to the roof of the festival, how could the world martial arts heroes not know. They just don't want to give each other up.
Li Youlan was sad and couldn't help but said quietly: "Daddy draws a sword for the people in the world, but there are several people in the world who are grateful for Dad. At this moment, no one is giving away ... Dad, is it worth it?"
Li Muchan looked at his daughter's delicate face, thinking of loving his wife, and could not help but be compassionate, and slowly said, "People in the world look at Li Muchen, but they see a sharp sword. I hope I win, but I don't like me to survive. Only Youlan is grieving for his father, huh. It ’s worth it. Child, father draws the sword, not for the world, only for the family. You, and your mother. "
Li Youlan burst into tears.
For so many years, this father who had despised herself and fought for her fame finally returned to her heart.
At this moment, he Li Muchan is not a sword god, but his father.
"Go back. Remember to take care of your mother ..."
Li Muchan's head went straight up the mountain.
"Dad!" Li Youlan lamented, "Lan Lan is waiting for you home!"
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