Hidden Blade

The last word "dog" is very light. But fell into the ears of the division blank, but like a thunderbolt, his body a shock, almost difficult to stand straight body.

Ning zhumang, who had a good view of all this, sighed again. For some reason, at this moment, those strong thoughts that wanted to avenge the blood of the old man and wash away the shame of the ancestors suddenly became much less interested.

"Martial uncle, in fact, you have always made a mistake." He spoke in a soft, soft voice.

Secretary blank looks up at him with a pale face, bewilderment and sorrow interweave between the eyebrows, anger and fear converge, and the complexion is incomparably complicated and extremely embarrassed.

"The rise and fall of the patriarchal clan is just like the change of Dynasty and the decline and prosperity of plants and plants. It is a process that must be passed by the heaven's way. The road of going against the heaven is full of rugged and thorns. However, the more difficult the road is, the more people have to understand why they want to go on the road and where the destination is... "

" the inheritance of the ancestral clan is not the three big words in Linglong Pavilion, nor the grand scene of millions of disciples. It is the grandfather's writing in the Jishi mansion that "hanging a pot to help the world, holding up the sword for the public!" As long as you remember these eight words, even if there is only one person left in Linglong Pavilion, the inheritance will never be broken. On the contrary, if you don't have these eight words, you will have millions of disciples in Linglong Pavilion. What's the meaning of that? "

"Martial uncle... You took Linglong Pavilion, you went the wrong way, and you lost your way..."

hearing that Si blank was drained of all his strength, he became depressed. He lowered his head and said nothing.

And when he raised his head again, the blank eyes of the Secretary had already recovered, but he did not have the bearing that the immortal should have. At the moment, he looked more like a dying old man with a decadent look and trembling steps.

"Did I do something wrong..." he murmured, like asking, and asking himself.

Ning zhumang this time did not pick up the next Secretary blank stubble, he silently looked at the old man, he knew that he needed to use enough time to digest all this.

He looked at the old song Yueming who couldn't rise to the ground, his breath withered, and the old looking song Yueming. He looked at the Xingtian, which stood still in place. He also looked at the dozens of disciples of Linglong Pavilion who had been turned into dead bones.

The glory in the old man's eyes faded down. He sighed deeply and said sadly: "it was I who destroyed the Linglong Pavilion...

"... "Ning zhumang looked at Si blank again. This time, he still did not respond, which is different from the previous knowledge without saying anything. This time, he really did not know how to respond to such a heavy problem as the old man.

But after all, under the begging eyes of the old man, he could not help but produce a little compassion.

"We have to swallow the bad consequences after all. Although the Linglong Pavilion fell into such a field, although the elder martial uncle was at fault, Ning Mou, as the leader of the school, was equally responsible for it. Seeing the ancestors below this spring, Ning Mou and his uncle would ask for their sins together. " Ning zhumang said so.

However, Si Bai, who heard this, was shocked again. He heard some of the resolutions in Sikong's vernacular, so he was extremely puzzled and asked, "what's the meaning of this speech..."

Ning zhumang didn't seem to hear the trill in Si Bai's tone. He looked at the other side, looked calm and said in a calm tone: "the master behind this evil spirit is obviously beyond our imagination He can easily control the evil Qi and devour the vitality of the disciples, so as to strengthen the evil Qi. Do you think, martial uncle, that you and I, who have absorbed so much evil Qi, can escape this disaster? "

"If you are only relying on you and me to cultivate our vitality, you and I will still lose our lives, but the people behind that are obviously scheming. Linglong pavilion has already become the first victim of this plan. If you let the evil Qi in you and me continue to exist, who can say for sure, will he control the minds of you and me and bring more disasters to this week and even the whole world? "

Gulu.

Si Bai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his expression suddenly became a little flustered. He said, "but... If we die, Linglong Pavilion will be really finished. You see, although these evil spirits have damaged the inheritance of Linglong Pavilion, we can also use this power to open the mountain gate again, recruit more disciples, and continue to inherit..."

when Si blank said this, he said Tone trembling, eyes drift, obviously lack of confidence.

And his words did not finish, he was Ning zhumang a tone of restrained high drink to Shengsheng interrupt.

"Uncle!" "Linglong pavilion has disappeared, and the Linglong pavilion has come to an end after the founding of the school a thousand years ago. But Linglong pavilion has been established for thousands of years, and it is the most famous sect in the world. Even if it wants to die, it should also die with dignity. "

"Uncle! This is the last thing you can do for Linglong Pavilion now! Please let yourself and Linglong Pavilion preserve the last touch of dignity, martial uncle! "

Division blank a shiver, he seems to dare not look directly at the moment Ning zhumang sharp eyes, in a glance, then quickly lowered his head. Then he whispered: "so... I understand..."

when Ning zhumang heard this, he did not doubt that there was him. He took a few steps forward and came to Si blank. He said in a deep voice: "although the Linglong Pavilion, martial uncle, is dead, there are still disciples scattered all over the world, and the clan does not exist, but the inheritance is also there. When we go to huangquan, we can also rest in peace."Secretary blank bow head does not speak, just slightly nod is agreed.

Ning zhumang's hand extended forward, as if to help the old man who bowed his head, but this hand just stretched out, a touch of cold breath in the blank body suddenly rose.

Ning zhumang's heart was startled, and he did not wait for him to return to God. His outstretched hand was held by Si blank at that time.

The head of division blank raises, the dark color swings open again in his eyes.

"Are you still stubborn, uncle?" Ning zhumang deep voice asked, but the division blank has never responded to his meaning.

At that time, a powerful suction suddenly came from Si Bai's holding his hand. Ning zhumang was shocked. If he was drained of all the evil Qi by Si blank, the other party could defeat him even if he did not use the evil Qi.

Thinking of this, Ning zhumang hastened to urge his body's "dari sword code" to resist Si blank's devouring the evil Qi in his body, but this idea just rose, and a dark long sword emerged from Si blank's hand. Then he took the sword and stabbed, and Ning zhumang's abdomen was pierced by the black sword.

Under such a serious injury, Ning zhumang's expression suddenly fell into a trance. Although he held Si blank's sword holding hand to prevent the sword from launching the next attack, he tried his best to run the "dari sword canon". However, he was injured, and his cultivation was not as good as Si blank in the immortal world. The evil Qi in his body was swallowed up Although the speed slowly slows down, but it is still inevitable to be nibbled clean fate step by step.

After the initial panic, Ning zhumang didn't appear the anger or ferocious color that should appear on his face. What appeared on his cheek at the moment was just a touch of sadness and disappointment.

He sighed deeply and said with a kind of compassion: "it seems that the martial uncle is not willing to leave the last bit of decency to Linglong pavilion?"

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