The Path Toward Heaven

An uncle in the Wubi Lake Peak died and was said to have been killed.

师 The place where the uncle's body was found was near a stream. It was said that it looked very miserable and his head was cut off.

No doubt, this is the most vicious incident in Qingshan Jiufeng in recent years.

师 The uncle is said to be a close friend of Lord Bihu Fengfeng, and he is very respected. Now that the host of Bihu Fengfeng is healing, the disciples' emotions are somewhat unstable. Suddenly, when they encounter such a thing, they will naturally cause great anger, and Shangdefeng is under great pressure.

If it is a strong sect of another sect who sneaks into Jiufeng, it is of course the fault of Shangdefeng.

This is unlikely, because it has the ability to kill the masters who have no realm of the realm, and it does not make sense to shock Qingshan.

It is more likely that the uncle Bihufeng died in the same door.

If this is the case, Shang Defeng is responsible for monitoring the Zhufeng, and it is the first to bear it.

Ying Shang Defeng sent a lot of deacons and disciples to investigate the case, but could not find any clues.

Whether it is the other peak master with a gap with the Bihufeng deceased, or several elders with violent temperament and past evils, they have evidence in the night.

This matter seems to be layered with mist.

The disciples on the banks of Xijian Creek are low-level, and naturally they are not involved in this matter. Shangdefeng will not come to ask them about the investigation, but they can also feel some problems in the recent atmosphere. Thoughtful. After inquiring about the cause of the incident, the crowd couldn't help but be frightened and silent.

At the age of ten, Tamariu was a man of few words. In theory, he was more silent than usual and hard to be noticed. Fat Ma Hua felt that he was a bit wrong, because besides being more silent, Liu was ten years old when he practiced swords. He actually hurt himself a few times in the past two days, which is too rare.

Ma Hua wanted to inquire about it, and also thought that Liu was ten years old, after all, he was still a teenager. Suddenly it was normal to feel uneasy when he heard such a thing.

Only monster girls like Zhao Layue will not be affected in any way?

看着 He looked at Jianfeng shrouded in clouds and mist, thinking so.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Lin that night, Liu went to Jingjiu's Dongfu at the age of ten, and he has not been there for a long time.

Kusui Jiu was somewhat surprised.

At the age of ten, Tamarix has a white face and red eyes, apparently not sleeping well.

Kusui Jiu thought he was worried about Cheng Jian Conference, reached out and touched his head, and said, "You are very close to Liang Wang and they will not want you."

At the age of ten, Yanliu looked up and suddenly asked, "Don't you ... did you do that?"

Ji Jingjiu made a noise and didn't hear the ending up or down.

Tamarix looked at him when he was ten years old, his eyes straightened and said, "That night ... I came, but you are not here."

It was only then that Jiu Jingjiu knew that night when Liu was ten years old, he had searched for himself, presumably he did not see himself, but only saw the sword.

He laughed and said, "Do you think I can kill that person?"

怎么 How can a sword-washing disciple who doesn't even have a sword kill a strong man without a realm?

This is the reason that the investigation on Defeng Feng is far away from Xijian Creek.

Don't talk about Jing Jiu, even the outstanding disciples in the Jianjiange class did not welcome a skeptical look.

When I heard Jing Jiu's words, Liu's ten-year-old expression looked a little stunned.

"Brother Gu said yesterday that the broken uncle's neck was smooth, and the murderer should be a master of the field, or use a peerless sword."

"I remember very well, you said that what you do best is ... cut off."

"Where did you go last night?"

"My son, I'm really scared."

Sakurai looked at Liu's ten-year-old face.

第 一次 For the first time, he found that a ten-year-old face can be so white.

Of course, he can hide Liu from ten years old. He can easily find countless reasons to explain why he never left Dongfu himself, but left Dongfu that night. For example, he had an adventure in Jianfeng, and he went to watch the monkeys play ... … Because he knew that Jing Jiu just needed him to give a reason to be at ease.

But I don't know why, he didn't do it.

"Yes."

"what?"

"I killed that man."

The cave in Fudong became extremely quiet, and the sound of Xijianxi flowing under the cliff can be clearly heard.

Then there was Liu Chao's increasingly chaotic breathing.

His face also became paler.

"My son ... who are you ... who?"

Twenty-three years ago, in Nansongting, Liu asked Jing Jiu this question more than once when he was ten.

Today, he asked again.

He knows that there are secrets in Jing Jiu, and Jing Jiu doesn't want to contact the two forgetful peaks, then these secrets may be problematic.

But he never thought that Jingjiu would ... kill a teacher in the door!

"It doesn't matter who I am. You can report this to the master, or ... your brother, in fact, you should have done this long ago."

Saikai Jiu said.

I was also in Nansong Pavilion, and he also asked Liu the ten-year-old question, more than once.

At the age of ten, Yanliu lowered her head and said, "I know your son's secret because you have never thought about hiding me. Many times you want to help me."

For example, breathing in the mountain village, such as the elixir in the tea, these are the secrets of Jing Jiu, but it is his benefit.

"You think too much," Jing Jiu said with a smile, "It's mainly troublesome. You and I were together every day at that time, and it was too much trouble to hide from you."

Is it just trouble?

Tamarix stood up at the age of ten and walked outside Dongfu, looking pitiful.

I left the mountain village for almost three years, and the boy became a teenager, after all, it was a little different.

At the entrance of the cave, Liu stopped at the age of ten without turning back, and his voice trembled and asked, "... is that uncle ... a bad guy?"

Kusui Jiu looked down at the sword sutra without answering this question.

Tamarix was ten years old standing at the entrance of the cave and refused to leave.

I don't know how long after that, Jing Jiu's voice finally sounded.

"From my standpoint ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He is certainly a bad guy."

Tamarix did not speak at the age of ten and left.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Kusui Jiu never wondered if Liu was ten years old.

回到 In order to return to the Qingshan Sect, he deduced in that small mountain village for a whole year. Although he will definitely encounter variables, he still has enough countermeasures.

Of course, it may be that he doesn't want to think about it.

He is thinking about another thing now.

In the early morning, the sun is still over the peaks, and the sound of Xijianxi is quiet.

看着 He looked at the stream and thought about it.

When Ji Hongri jumped out of the peak, he thought about it.

Until noon, the sun was burning, and he looked back at the distant peak of the mountain all year round, and thought again.

"Let's take a look."

He said to himself.

I said, look, he left Dongfu, and walked along Xijian Creek toward the mountain.

每 Every time he comes out, he will attract a lot of attention and cause a lot of discussion, and this time is no exception.

I carefully calculated that he entered the inner door for half a year, this is the third time he left Dongfu and appeared in front of everyone.

Laziness, or autism to such an extent, is extremely rare even in the habitual practice world.

As he walked across the stone wall at the end of the stream, he continued to walk towards Jiufeng, and the sight of him falling on him became more and more, and the voice of discussion also became louder.

I go to that direction, it should be Jianfeng.

"Is that guy going to fetch a sword?"

The disciples who stood on the stream and practiced the flying sword stopped subconsciously.

Xi Mahua murmured looking at Jing Jiu in the distance.

Then he noticed that Liu was ten years old unaffected and still focused on practicing his sword.