Chapter 798 The Mantis Catching the Cicada
Ji Pei suddenly said: "If the blood book is really disguised by someone, then the person behind it must know the sect master very well."
The question is still there. It really comes from yourself.
Sword Master Yu’s face looked ugly.
Ji Pei's words hit the mark. Balian looked back at Haonong and said seriously: "Now, do you want to continue to cut off the soul rope and collapse the Tianshan Mountain?"
"I...I..." Haonong experienced several ups and downs of excitement, and now Balian overturned his hatred and mission in just a few words.
This caught him off guard and made him extremely confused. For a moment, he didn’t know how to make a decision.
Bailian exhaled slowly and said: "Nowadays, martial arts is weak, and there are only a few disciples among thousands of people.
Haonong, are you really going to be defeated for a fight? Hatred designed by people, to sacrifice everything Will both sides be harmed and let the secret culprit be satisfied? "
Haonong said: "But these are just your conjectures, sir. There is no real evidence to prove that he, the Tianxi Sword Sect, is innocent."
Bai Lian said: "You have been waiting for seven hundred years, why should you be in a hurry and let your fellow disciples accompany you to die in confusion without finding out the truth? Do you think this is fair to them? ?”
“I...”
Bailian’s tone suddenly dropped. , with a stern look in his eyes: "Thousands of people have gone to our ancestors to turn their lives into calamities and build mountains with their bones.
If this evening, due to your temporary conflict of temper, does something irreversible, then Senior Yaoyu and the others back then Isn’t your sacrifice in vain?”
Haonong’s body swayed and his face turned pale.
The disciples behind him could no longer hide their wavering expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help but comforted each other:
"Senior Brother Haonong, I thought about it carefully and found that what the young master said does not make sense. The master respected him back then. Trying our best to resolve the Zhaohe Crossing Tribulation, the demon cultivators have turned against me and thousands of other disciples They must be filled with hatred, so how could they be so kind as to cooperate with us and give us a chance for revenge?
Looking back on it carefully, if the people of the Demon Sect can use our hands to destroy the Tianxi Swordsmanship and destroy the master. I respect my brothers and their lifelong efforts, what else is there? Is there a more terrifying way of revenge than this?"
Haonong's spine trembled, he looked at Balian and said in a solemn voice: "Master, even if I wait until now to stop, it is already too late. , I have already severed a soul cord, and the Tianxi Sword Master will not find out the truth for us at all. "
Sword Master Yu frowned and was about to speak, but Bailian said: "If Master Tianxi really does something unjust, what is left is a soul rope. There is no need for you to cut them off, I will kill them all for you.”
"You have such an arrogant tone!" Sword Master Yu had never been provoked like this before. He was so angry that he could not help but want to draw his sword and kill someone.
Yun Rong had no choice but to stop him: "Sect Master, Haonong and the others have already made concessions. I think our Tianxi Sword Sect is the best sword sect in the world. How can we not be as good as others in our magnanimity and self-cultivation?"
Jian Zhuyu calmed down and gave Haonong a cold look: "Listen to what you have to say. Since you have been deceived and manipulated by others, I will not investigate your death penalty."
Haonong gave Sword Master Yu a deep look and said in a cold voice: "I still say what I said, to Tian. I don’t believe every word that the people from the Xi Sword Sect say.”
Sword Master Yu Jian’s eyebrows rose.
Haonong continued: "But I believe in the young master."
After saying this, he took out a luminous stone and crushed it into pieces.
The broken stone in his hand rose to the sky like fireworks, exploding into a handful of fiery flowers.
“I have sent a signal to order my disciples to stop the mountain collapse plan.
I, Haonong, will investigate what happened back then.
If you, Lord Sword Master, lied to me, I will take back the remaining soul ropes one by one! "
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly: "If you have this ability, I will wait and see! "
Bailiyu still refused to give in, and was so angry that he was so angry, but he breathed a huge sigh of relief in his heart.
Although he was very sorry for the young man's arrogant and rude behavior. I don’t like it, but I have to He admitted that he had indeed accepted a huge favor from him today.
Haonong, a group of lunatics who were not afraid of death, would have come to blows with the Tianxi Sword Sect, and the end would have been disastrous.
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Ye Yichuan, covered in blood, fell sharply from the cliff and fell heavily into a thorny snow forest.
His body was covered with large and small sword wounds, and a huge bloody hole appeared on his cheek from the bridge of his nose, completely destroying the original handsomeness of his face.
The black and red sword robe on his body was torn and scratched by ice crystal thorns that could not be hidden by the thick snow. He looked extremely embarrassed.
Ye Yichuan seemed to be seriously injured. He struggled twice but failed to stand up.
At this moment, a howling wind came from the distant cliff, and half of his body that he had just propped up was stepped heavily on his chest by a black boot.
In an instant!
There was a sound of Qi exploding under his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Ye Yichuan's mouth, splattering sadly on the other party's clothes.
Ye Yichuan fell into the snow again.
The sharp thorns buried in the thick snow were deeply embedded in the flesh on Ye Yichuan's back.
The blood spread out from the pure white snow, like a sad scroll.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough!"
Ye Yichuan was vomiting blood, looking miserable, the corners of his lips were twisted and raised, and he let out a laugh like a broken bellows: "You are now "You must hate me so much."
He raised his bloodshot eyes, completely unafraid of the murderous intent on Ye Qingzhou's face.
He suddenly grasped the ankle on his chest tightly, and his eyes were filled with anger and hatred, as if there was an indescribable and intense burning current.
He hissed: "Just like two hundred years ago, when my mother committed suicide in front of me, I hated you so much!"
A sentence like a bolt from the blue.
Ye Qingzhou's palm pressing on the sword at his waist trembled hard, and his voice also trembled: "What did you say?!"
He suddenly leaned down and grabbed it Ye Yichuan, who was laughing maniacally, pulled him up by his clothes and made eye contact with him:
"Didn't you say that your mother died of illness?! How could she commit suicide?! How could she commit suicide!"
Ye Qingzhou clenched her fists tightly, but Ye Yichuan still managed to break free and push him away easily. .
The son made no secret of the utter hatred for his father in his eyes. He stared at Ye Qingzhou coldly and smiled: "Yes, tell me why a mother would choose to commit suicide on the beam of her home after her son returned from school."
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He grabbed the hem of Ye Qingzhou's clothes with his backhand, and his voice was hoarse and unseemly: "I also want to know why mother committed suicide? Just like I don't understand why I was born without a father."
Ye Qingzhou looked at his son's eyes filled with grief and hatred, and felt unspeakable pain in his heart: "Is this the reason why you betrayed the Tianxi Sword Sect? Are you here to avenge me for your mother's death?"
Ye Yichuan burst out laughing, his eyes There were tears shining: "Ye Qingzhou, do you know how I spent my childhood? My classmates and friends in school were accompanied by my parents when I came home. I had hot porridge to eat, but my mother was abandoned by you. She was confused and crazy all day long. It's hard for her to wake up. It's great when she's good. She'll hold me under the tree and watch the birds returning to their nests and the sunset.
But whenever she's sick, she'll look at my face that looks so much like yours. , they beat and kicked me, locked me up in a demolished house like a yellow dog Squatting around my neck, I live without dignity, and my mother is always confused and crazy.
But even so, I still look forward to it, my father is a good person, and he has no choice but to do it.
One day, he will definitely come back to my mother and I, and my mother will slowly get better. We are a family of three, raising dogs and chickens, and grazing in the mountains and forests. "
"But I didn't expect..."
When talking about the past, Ye Yichuan's face was as white as paper, and he smiled like a ghost: "But I didn't expect that my father turned out to be an irresponsible person. The wanderer. "
"Hahaha, how ridiculous, the master of the Twelve Swords of Tianxi, Qingzhou Sword, is romantic by nature, and spends his whole life playing with the wind and moon. What he loves is the city that never sleeps, and the ancient alleys of green smoke in the misty rain and red dust. So much so that the world only knows the romantic sword but not the light boat sword. "
"My mother is just the most ordinary weed in his life of picking flowers and wandering around. Because she is too ordinary, it is not easy for people to be wary of me.
How could an ordinary woman like her not love you, a great hero admired by everyone in the world? "
"You are used to sleeping under a red candle and a dark tent. Occasionally, for a moment, you break off your mother's grass, which is protected by no eaves, and then turn around, abandon it and forget about it. Don't you feel that you are extremely romantic? "
Ye Qingzhou's lips were pale, and his eyes were filled with some extremely heavy emotions. He looked at his son in disbelief:
"How could you have such an idea? I have never felt sorry for your mother. We all treat each other sincerely, back then..."
"Treat each other sincerely? "Ye Yichuan interrupted with a sneer, his eyes seemed to be extremely disdainful, as if he were looking at something dirty:
"You, a romantic swordsman who acts as the groom every night, have the nerve to talk about sincerity. If you really meant it, how could you have abandoned my mother for so many years and left her to give birth to a child alone and raise me up alone!"
He sneered: "That's right, you are such a high-ranking savior hero, and there are countless women who admire you. It means that the woman you have children with is like a koi crossing the river. How can you care about such an ordinary woman?"
Ye Yichuan's fingers holding his collar were pale and trembling. The secrets and unhappiness that had been suppressed in his heart for many years suddenly burst out like a flood, making him extremely tired.
He saw his father's face that he expected to grow old in an instant, and his sad eyes.
He should have been happy.
But the tearing pain in his heart was still worse than before.
Ye Yichuan slowly closed his eyes: "But for an ordinary woman, her sincerity cannot be trampled on."
Ye Qingzhou released his hand on the sword at his waist. Both hands grasped his shoulders.
He said in a deep voice: "Yichuan, I did have a lot of carelessness when I left your mother, but I have never had any intention of trampling on your mother! You..."
< br>After finishing speaking, Ye Yichuan forcefully broke away her hands, looked at him coldly, and said in a cold voice:
"As a child, it is human ethics to be filial to your mother. I once made a solemn oath to be filial to her for the rest of my life, but she is already dead, and she died because of you.
Now I will destroy your life. Xi, I broke your heavenly sword, Let you also taste the feeling of being reduced to an ordinary person and still being trampled and despised by powerful and immortal people!"
"Yichuan! Don't be so extreme. What happened back then was not what you thought. Known for being romantic I have a good name with many women, but I am a close friend of them all and have never crossed paths.
Only your mother is the only woman for me. I have a long-lasting alliance with her My heart is definitely not that of all things. There must be something fishy about your mother's death. Please calm down first.
As for you hurting the sect leader, your father will bear the responsibility for you, as long as you. …”
"Ye Qingzhou, don't you blush even if you say this?"
Ye Yichuan interrupted mercilessly and sneered: "Since I entered the mountain and became a disciple of Tianxi, you have had no female disciples. Count, I know no less than twenty people staying overnight. How can you treat a romantic man like this and treat him sincerely? "
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"Don't say anything yet." Ye Yichuan waved his hand, smiled coolly, and said: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to defend yourself. You said you treated my mother sincerely. .
Okay, then I won’t embarrass you. Tell me what her name is. If you are really sincere, why can’t you remember her name?
"How could I not know?" Ye Qingzhou said with a serious face: "Your mother-in-law's surname is Yun, her name is Luo, she is a surname of Yun Fengren in the State of Qin, and she was born as a cook."
"Hahaha!!!" Ye Yichuan's eyes were still full of pity. This vague expectation was completely turned into smoke, and his eyes became more and more cold and crazy:
“It’s ridiculous! How ridiculous! This is how you treat each other sincerely!"
"This is your long-lasting love!"
Ye Yichuan's eyes were vicious: "Ye Qingzhou, you are. You can even confuse the name of the woman who gave birth to your child. What a ruthless and absurd person you are.
If you can say my mother's name today, I will consider you to be somewhat sincere.
Looking at this sincerity, I will not push the Tianxi Sword Sect to a dead end. "
Ye Qingzhou was stunned: "What are you talking about..."
Ye Yichuan closed his eyes tiredly and said: "My mother's surname is not Yun! It’s not Yun Fengren’s clan! Her surname is Zhou and her given name is Fangyue. She is from Yantai. "
"Zhou Fangyue..." Ye Qingzhou murmured first, and then slowly came back to his senses from his blank thoughts. In an instant, five thunders struck his head, as if something exploded deep in his heart, and the blood in his limbs was all over the body. A sudden chill pierced my bones.
"Zhou Fanyue...Yantai...how could it be Zhou Fanyue! What happened to Zhou Fanyue?!"
Ye Qingzhou seemed to be greatly shocked, and his aura was in chaos. Blood began to pour from his mouth and nose crazily, his eyes were confused and demented, and he suddenly shouted:
"Two hundred years ago, Yantai It is the place where the spies and spies of the Qin Kingdom gathered by the Langya Demon Sect. That Zhou Fangyue...that Zhou Fanyue...she is clearly the seventh-generation saint descendant of the Langya Demon Sect!"
Ye Yichuan, who hated Ye Qingzhou so much in his heart, couldn't help but be frightened when he saw his miserable appearance of suddenly spitting out blood and having his Qi flowing backward.
He subconsciously supported Ye Qingzhou's body and listened to his nonsense, and couldn't help but become even more angry:
"What nonsense are you talking about? My mother is just an ordinary mortal woman, how could she be involved with the Demon Sect!
The deceased is gone. Don't blame innocent scoundrels just to absolve yourself of responsibility. Good man! I won't believe you. That’s nonsense!”
“He’s right, your mother is indeed the seventh-generation saint of the Demon Sect.”
Just when the father and son were both mentally broken, a mysterious figure appeared. The voice floated out from the depths of the snow forest like a ghost.
Easily, it broke the minds of the two of them.
(End of this chapter)