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Ye Wangxi said: "Even if your Excellency wants to seek revenge with the Confucianism, it should be treated in a fair and honest manner. What is the way of assassination right now?"

"Shut up. When a man speaks, it's not your turn for a girl to speak." Huáng Xiaoyue fluttered his sleeves, "Don't think that you are a real man if your bastard raises you as a boy. Huáng Mao girl will always be Huáng Mao girl. "Women should cook in the kitchen, what qualifications do you have as a woman to come out and show off your strength in front of this old man?"

Nangong Si angrily said: "Huáng Xiaoyue, you have to be reasonable!"

"Very good, then the old man will reason with you, and calculate the general account." Huáng Xiaoyue said, clicked on the Nangong Si, and said: "Your father is ignorant of shame, fornicating with a married woman, instigating that The poisonous woman killed my own brother and usurped the throne. As for the one next to you—"

He pointed at Ye Wangxi again: "She is the daughter of a beast, and her adoptive father spread the private affairs of my Jiangdongtang to the world, which damaged my reputation. Waiting for Xiaoxiao is to return Jiangdongtang and justice to the world!"

He waved his hand and fell, and the hundred disciples who were eyeing them immediately swarmed up and attacked them. Unexpectedly, just after they emerged from the forest, a burst of flames suddenly fell from the sky, and the wind suddenly pulled away, throwing those disciples with a single blow. Out of feet.

Nangong Si said in shock, "Brother Mo?"

The person who came was Mo Ran. He held a willow vine and stood on the top of a tree opposite Huáng Xiaoyue, looking at each other coldly.

Huáng Xiaoyue didn't expect the ink burning to appear, and his face instantly became ugly. After a long while, he touched his lips and slowly said, "How come Master Mo is interested in coming down the mountain to watch this lively?"

"Then you should ask the master's disciples, why are good people not doing it, but hiding in the woods and learning to meow."

Huáng Xiaoyue's face was so gloomy that his face was almost exactly the same as his surname.

"This sentence should be asked by me, Senior Huáng." Mo Ran said, "In the realm of my life and death, attacking the guests at the top of my life and death, Senior Huáng thinks that my mountain gate is too clean and tidy, and wants to sprinkle some blood on the ground. Is it?"

"Since I've left the mountain gate, it's not up to you to take care of it. I avenge my dead brother, and I don't need Master Mo to speak up!"

Mo Ran said: "Senior Huáng said it well, personal grudges, out of the mountain gate, really do not belong to the top of life and death."

Huáng Xiaoyue snorted coldly: "The Grandmaster still won't let you go?"

The ink did not burn, and the blood was even worse. The willow leaves on the top were almost red and became a string of blood beads. He said: "But what if I want to manage it myself?"

"you--!"

Huáng Xiaoyue wouldn't be clear about the strength of the ink burning, but he was not willing to retaliate for the blood revenge. He had to be angry and threatened: "Master Mo, are you going to be my enemy, Jiang Dongtang?"

"I don't mean it. I just want me to send a distinguished guest to leave Shuzhong safely. As for whether it is Jiangdongtang to stop me or Jiangxitang to stop me, it is the same."

Huáng Xiaoyue narrowed his eyes, the hatred in his brown eyes could almost turn into a visible fire, burning the ink together with the cypress tree he was standing on to ashes.

"You insist on covering up the remnants of these two Confucianism?"

"What did you say?" Mo Ran asked coldly, "I ask the seniors, Jiang Dongtang regrets how much Ye girl and Nangong son participated in."

"..."

"Did it plan the internal change of Jiangdongtang? Or did it shake out the scandal of Jiangdongtang?" Mo Ran looked at Huáng Xiaoyue, "Did he kill the former head, or did he deliberately participate in the murder of the younger brother?"

"But so what!" Huáng Xiaoyue said angrily, "The father's debt is paid by the son! It's only right and proper!"

"It's a matter of course." The ink burned lightly, "Okay, I don't think I have to reason with the seniors of Huáng, let's talk about weapons, let's make a move."

Huáng Xiaoyue was extremely angry and shouted angrily: "Mo Weiyu! You are so unreasonable!!"

"It's interesting, who is unreasonable?" At this time, another voice came from the front of the mountain, with an unruly tone. Xue Meng slowly walked out of the forest with Longcheng, the handle of the knife was cold and sharp, and the sun shone, so that people could hardly open their eyes.

"Hurting and drinking in front of my house, opening the ring to kill, Jiang Dongtang died as the pinnacle of life and death? Are you looking for death?"

If it was said that the previous episode was just a person who burned the ink, although Huáng Xiaoyue couldn’t beat him, but with a lot of people, he might be able to get rid of the burning ink and take the opportunity to kill the enemy, but at this moment Phoenix Xue Meng paced out, he He is the proud son of heaven who won the first prize of the Lingshan Conference, and the fierceness of the dragon city in his hand, who does not know who does not know?

The two brothers appeared in front of the mountain gate at the moment, wanting to save the lives of Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi.

The ink burned to see Xue Meng coming, but his face became solemn. He said to Xue Meng: "Go back."

"let me help you--"

"This matter has nothing to do with life and death, it's my selfish help, don't interfere." Mo Ran frowned, thinking that this brother is stupid? Although Jiang Dongtang lost its strength, after all, the thin dead camel was bigger than the horse, and was still one of the nine major schools of cultivation. Moreover, the niece of the old master of Jiangdongtang and the senior brother of Huohuangge were Taoist companions and got married. . If Xue Meng came out to help, it would be obviously in the name of death and life, and he would tear his face with the two major sects.

Never do this.

The ink burned: "Go back quickly."

But Xue Meng's mind is simple, and he doesn't understand it at all.

The subtle difference, on the contrary, was annoyed that Mo Ran didn't want him to help, and the stalemate couldn't last. Suddenly, the dust was flying in the distance, and a snow-white horse was coming in a flash. Pipa is the fairy aunt of Kunlun's Snow Palace.

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