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Li Liangxiao stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of his old friend, his mind was in chaos.
Eight years ago.
He woke up with a hangover in a restaurant in Hezhou Capital, and heard the terrible news that was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky-the whole family of Qixia Villa was slaughtered, and the youngest son Xiao Heng disappeared. He was so anxious that he immediately rushed to Qixia Villa in Qingzhou Prefecture with his sword.
On that day, Qingzhou Mansion was also torrential rain.
In the silver rain, only a piece of lifeless dilapidated walls remained of the beautiful and exquisite pavilions and pavilions of Qixia Villa in the past, telling the misfortune of the owner under the gloomy sky.
He was late after all.
This Kunlun sword god, who has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, felt as if his heart was twisted for a while. Drenched in the rain, he walked numbly through the collapsed lobby, the scorched garden, and finally came to the backyard.
A man in white was standing in the yard with a gloomy back. Next to him was a man in black with a ghost face, holding a black umbrella for him.
Li Liangxiao said softly: "Ming Xu?"
The man trembled and turned around. It was his best friend, the lord of Bixiao City, Si Mingxu.
He looked at Li Liangxiao with complicated eyes: "You are finally here."
Li Liangxiao strode forward and firmly held his friend's shoulder: "What's going on?!"
Si Mingxu lowered his eyes, as if he didn't want to answer this question. He was silent for a long time, then whispered: "Yao Rong, give him that thing."
The ghost-faced man holding the umbrella glanced at Li Liangxiao, and handed him something.
It was a heavy golden hairpin, only two inches long, and the carving was very fine. On the head was carved a complicated small flower, with dozens of petals, and the pieces were extremely thin.
Between the gaps in the hairpin, there were mottled bloodstains.
Li Liangxiao slowly took the golden hairpin, and immediately felt a spiritual consciousness on it. The spiritual consciousness was very weak, obviously the master was exhausted.
"I hope that the two senior brothers will take pity on Heng'er and teach Heng'er. Don't mention Qixia's matter again. There is no retribution, and I will listen to the rain."
He lowered his head and stared at the exquisite hairpin in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "It's impossible. The Xiao family has dozens of lives, how can they just give up because of Lou Tingyu's spiritual knowledge?"
Si Mingxu remained silent for a long while.
After a long time, he sneered: "Lou Tingyu is a bitch. She clearly knows the truth of the matterbut she still shamelessly doesn't want others to get to the bottom of it."
"What truth? Ming Xu, what do you know?" Li Liangxiao raised his head suddenly.
Si Mingxu looked sideways at the half-collapsed charred door panel of the wing room, his expression a little dazed: "In the early morning of three days ago, I received a message from Xiao Ya asking for helphe crushed the jade talisman I gave him. "
Three days ago, it was the night when Qixia Villa was destroyed.
When Si Mingxu was young, he once gave Xiao Ya and Li Liangxiao each a messenger talisman. Li Liangxiao always hated these odds and ends, and he threw them away after returning home, and he didn't know where they went. Xiao Ya is very careful, keeping it in the Qiankun bag with him all the time.
"After I received the message, I immediately went to Qixia Villa with my sword. At that time, it was just dawn. I walked all the way from the gate of the villa to the main hall, and the road was full of corpses Xiao Ya was alone, sitting on the steps outside the hall, His face was covered in blood."
Li Liangxiao felt his throat tightening, he said with difficulty: "And then?"
"Xiao Ya saw me with a blank expression. I asked him several times" Si Mingxu's voice became hoarse, "He just told mehe killed Lou Tingyu and everyone in the village."
"This, how is this possible?" Li Liangxiao shook his head in disbelief.
"He said repeatedly that A Xiao was right, that sword is an evil sword that devours people's hearts." Si Mingxu raised his eyes to look at his best friend, "You should know what kind of sword he is talking about. "
"Sword of Devouring Heaven." Li Liangxiao's lips trembled slightly, "Xiao Ya had sent a letter to me from Feige before that Lou Tingyu got a strange god-level sword by chance. I was very curious. That night Then Yu Jian went to Qixia Villa. I have always studied all kinds of swords, and when he took out the black long sword, I recognized it immediately."
"That's the natal sword of Demon Emperor Huantu, the Heaven Devouring Sword." The sword god murmured, "I told him at the time that he couldn't control this sword, it was too dangerous."
Si Mingxu nodded: "Xiao Ya said, after arguing with him that day, you forcibly took away the evil sword. Butit came back after all."
Li Liang Xiao fell into an ice cave: "How is it possible? At that time, I took that sword and went directly to Hezhou Capital.??Firebird Bi Fang struck out with all his strength! The majestic palm wind infused with the pure spiritual power of the distraction period even caused the rain to flow sideways!
The huge fire bird was touched by the palm wind, and suddenly scattered lightly. And the force of this palm landed firmly on the chest of Si Mingxu who was behind him.
He vomited a mouthful of blood and fell back.
Li Liangxiao's heart was startled and tightened again, and he quickly stepped forward to support his friend, and said in a hoarse voice: "Youwhy don't you run away!"
Si Mingxu resisted the feeling of heaving in his chest and stared at him expressionlessly. He never thought about using the Nine Life Banner to deal with the person in front of him. The fire bird Bi Fang just now was just a phantom talisman.
He just wanted to let Li Liangxiao get out of the way Unexpectedly, that person would not dodge or dodge, and swung his palm to head-to-head with the Nine Lives Banner!
Si Mingxu thought blankly, it really was Li Liangxiao's temperament. But today it is impossible to say that this sword god will bleed a little.
He gave a light reprimand, and Zhan Yun drew a strange and gorgeous arc in the air. The sword light was erratic like a ghost, and it slanted towards Li Liangxiao from behind!
The man was caught off guard and had to turn slightly. With a soft sound, Zhan Yun inserted deeply into his left shoulder. Li Liangxiao couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and let go of the hand that supported Si Mingxu.
Si Mingxu stretched out his hand to recall Zhan Yun, and said coldly: "If I say, Xiao Heng's life will be decidedhow about you?"
Li Liangxiao closed his eyes: "The son of a demon, it's not like he can't have a heart of kindness. Besides, Xiao Ya doesn't necessarily want you to do this. His nature is pure and kind Slaughtering the entire village, he was also affected by the Heaven Devouring Sword. After he wakes up, he must regret it. I won't let you kill that child."
Si Mingxu gritted his teeth lightly. He knew in his heart that Li Liangxiao would definitely not let him leave easily. The character of his close friend seems to be open-minded, but in fact he is very stubborn. It is extremely difficult for others to make him change his mind about the things he has decided on.
While his thoughts were churning, he lowered his eyes slightly, pretending to be persuaded: "but, he is the son of Huantu after all."
"Then the two of us must keep this secret forever, and never let anyone know. If you find this child, don't teach him too much. Raise him well, let him be an ordinary monk, and live a simple life. A lifetime." Li Liangxiao looked deeply at his close friend, "I know you are full of tricks, even if you agree to me, it is hard to guarantee that you will not do something in the future. Today, you and I will listen to the rain in front of this building. The golden hairpin swears with Dao heart that I will never embarrass this innocent child. How?"
Si Mingxu stared at Li Liangxiao's pale amber pupils, and remained silent for a long time.
Dead mothers often have great obsessions with their children. Swearing with Dao heart on the relics of the deceased will naturally bind the oather more. This Kunlun sword god has never broken his promise in his life Could it be that he thinks that he is the same?
He really doesn't understand himself.
Si Mingxu smiled mockingly: "That's fine."
Li Liangxiao walked outside the Yellow Spring Cave, scooped up a handful of rainwater, and rubbed his face. In the biting cold, his thoughts finally became clearer.
On that day eight years ago, what Si Mingxu said was not true.
Most of them should be true. Later, he carefully inspected dozens of charred corpses in the village. Maybe ordinary people couldn't see anything, but this peerless swordsman could tell at a glance that it was indeed the handwriting of his friend Xiao Ya.
But Xiao Ya did not die.
The corpse with a crushed head in the hall was not Xiao Ya, but a deception carefully arranged by Si Mingxu.
What can be guessed is that Si Mingxu had already taken the person away and hid him in the early morning of the murderous incident. Now that I think about it carefully, the man in black who held the umbrella for Si Mingxu at Qixia Villa that day was the real Yao Rong. Compared with the current one, the iron-faced right-hand envoy is a little bigger.
Si Mingxu rescued Xiao Ya and healed his body. Later, he even used Yao Rong's identity to hide him in the most conspicuous place. Yao Rong eight years ago and Yao Rong eight years later are two people.
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