The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 220
Under the Nine Heavens, Prelude to the Dead.

The water of the dark river will never have light in the night.

Flowers bloom on the other side, the old dream of Qiantang.

……

Jiuxiaocheng.

Jingjiuxiao Inn.

Facing Mu Ciling's provocation, Su Ze rushed forward, stabbing Mu Ciling with his long sword with an indomitable momentum.

He's young, so he's fearless.

But fearlessness also means death.

Mu Ciling flicked his right hand lightly, and the red true energy was instantly released, and Su Ze turned over and flew out.

"Su Ze! A name that kills at a glance!"

After writing Su Ze's name, Mu Ciling licked the tip of the pen, drool, and looked at Su Muqiu.

"It's your turn, tell me, what's your name!"

Su Muqiu didn't go to see the dead Su Ze, because he already felt the deep pressure.

The person in front of me is very strong!
Pull out the sword, it is very soft, as thin as a needle thread.

His sword was actually a girdle sword.

The crooked extension of the sword, matched with his white clothes and vertical crown, looks very dusty.

"Su Family, Su Muqiu!"

He is very elegant, so his sword is also very elegant.Under the infusion of internal force, the sword instantly straightened.

"Misty Rain Thirteen Swords!"

Thirteen sword shadows flew out and came through the air.

Mu Ciling quickly put down his pen, stood on tiptoe, and took two steps back.

"This name, at first glance, looks like longevity!"

Putting away the pen, the red aura rose from his body.

"Just let you see how powerful my Yan Mo palm is!"

Behind him was a red cloud, and he pushed his hands forward, and a burst of smoke rushed over.

Faced with this mighty blow, Su Muqiu gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

At this time.

A hand grabbed his back and threw him out.

A sword qi swung out and collided with Yan Mo's palm zhenqi.

"Mu Qiu, you are not his opponent! Let me do it!"

Su Muqiu lowered his head with guilt on his face,
"Patriarch, this subordinate is incompetent!"

Su Jinhe sighed, "In our family, you alone still have some hope. The others have become mediocre, but they still don't know how to restrain themselves! It's a pity that the two of them are unknown, otherwise there is no need to be so embarrassing !"

Su Muqiu knew who he was talking about, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed,
"Didn't you say it was a family?"

Su Jinhui smiled wryly, "If the old order is to be broken, the blood of the old era must be poured in. This is unavoidable. Even if we get the Sleeping Dragon Sword in this dark river chaos, we still need the blood of our parents Come to the baptism."

"Have you finished talking nonsense? Hurry up and start. I have to go up to get the Sleeping Dragon Sword!"

Mu Ciling said with a look of disdain.

"I will meet Hades in life and Ciling in death. I am also the Patriarch of the Su family, so I won't be afraid of you!"

A cold light flashed, and the sword light had come out.

His sword was bent like a poisonous snake!
"Golden Snake Sword Technique!"

The sword curved and moved, making it impossible for Mu Ciling to strike. Mu Ciling tried his best to slap his palm, but saw that Su Jin's ash had already coiled up like a snake, stabbing at his throat.

"Amazing! As expected of being the Patriarch of the Su family! Back then, the three of you were together and you were able to cover me. Now you are alone, do you think it is possible?"

Su Jinhui was a little annoyed when he heard the words, "The three of us wanted to kill you back then! Then Mu Zizhe insisted on going his own way and didn't want to kill you, saying that you might be useful! Unexpectedly, he actually used it here!"

At this time, Su Jinhui's sword suddenly pierced Mu Ciling's shoulder, and a red spot began to spread.

Taking a few steps back, Su Jin said coldly.

"We have a way to restrain you! Naturally, we have a way to restrain you!"

Mu Ciling glanced at the red spot on his shoulder, showing a sneering expression,

"That's it? Let me show you how powerful Yan Mo's palm is!"

Stretching out his right hand, the tables, chairs, benches and other sundries in the room flew towards him one after another, "Go to hell! Fuck me!"

The sundries rushed towards Su Jinhui one after another.

Su Jinhui remained unruffled in the face of danger, and the sword dance in his hand was airtight, forming a sword net, and debris fell to the ground one after another.

Mu Ciling sighed, "You are worthy of being the Patriarch of the Su family, you really have the standard!"

But at this moment, a Mo Dao suddenly appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the rain outside the window suddenly became heavy, and the cold wind entered the room through the window, making the room rattling.

Su Jinhui smiled slightly, swung his sword, and the rain turned into hail and rushed over!
Mu Ciling kept backing away, waving the Mo knife in his hand impenetrably, but the rain was too heavy, or the wind was too strong.

This makes him irrevocable!

"Get out of here!"

With a burst of shouting, Mu Ciling's Mo Dao danced like a flash of sword, and the hailstone was stopped by him.

But at this moment, Su Jinhui took advantage of the situation to pursue, and the sword had already followed. Mu Ciling was taken aback, swung his knife to block, jumped forward, passed Su Jinhui's head, and stopped in the distance.

The rain washed over his body, making his brow covered with a layer of frost.

"Frost Sword Qi, interesting!"

With a burst of red aura, Mu Ciling went on a rampage, ignoring the rain along the way, and rushed towards Su Jinhui, and the rain fell within three feet of him and was evaporated.

Mo Dao slashed down, and Su Jinhui's frosty sword energy was shattered by Quegulaxiu's blow.

Press Su Jinhui's sword on the ground, "Yan Mo's palm, one level, one floor! Climbing to the eighth floor, you can see the heaven and the earth! And climbing to the ninth floor, you will see the heaven and the earth!"

"And I'm going to enter the ninth floor!"

The Mo Dao was red and burning, and Mu Ciling's Mo Dao turned slightly to one side, and slashed towards Su Jinhui's sword.

Then, the sword broke.

Su Jinhui looked at the sword in his hand and sighed slightly. His sword was broken, which meant that his hope of becoming the head of the family was broken!

"You will become one of the most valuable names under my command!"

Mu Ciling's eyes were red, and he showed a strange smile. He held the Mo Dao high and slashed down,
"Stop! Protect the Patriarch!"

At the critical moment, Su Changhe arrived suddenly, and he threw out a dagger in an instant. The dagger had a purple aura and looked very ghostly.

Mu Ciling immediately waved the knife and chose to knock the dagger into the air. Su Changhe jumped up, grabbed the dagger and stood in front of Su Jinhui, and glanced at it.
"Master, are you alright?"

Su Jinhui took a deep look at him and remained silent.

His sword is broken, which also means that his ambition is gone.

A smile appeared on the corner of Su Changhe's mouth,
"Hey, can you let me go?"

"Let Rang? It depends on whether you are qualified!"

With one palm out, the red true energy came rolling in again!

But seeing Su Changhe suddenly stretched out his right hand, a stream of green true energy rolled over.

The two clapped hands, but Mu Ciling took a step back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How could you?"

Su Changhe hastily interrupted.

"What would I do? Don't talk nonsense!"

Mu Ciling suddenly realized, looked at Su Changhe with a sneer,
"I didn't expect me to be wrong! Praying mantises catch cicadas, and orioles are behind! You are the strongest person in the three families! If it wasn't for that woman who hurt me yesterday! I must have a good fight with you today! But now Forget it! Hmph!"

With one leap, he actually jumped from the 66th floor!

Su Muqiu looked at Su Changhe and said in shock.

"Su Changhe, you!"

Su Changhe looked at him with a half-smile and sighed.

"Uncle Mu Qiu, you are a rare person in the Su family who treats the nameless people equally, so I don't want to kill you! But the Su family needs a new head now!"

Su Muqiu said in shock,

"what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, just change the owner!"

Su Changhe looked at Su Jinhui with a half-smile.

Su Jinhui looked at Su Changhe and sighed lightly.

"You look a lot like when I was young!"

Su Changhe pouted, took out a dagger,
"You were not a thing when you were young?"

(End of this chapter)