final catastrophe

376 Chapter 59. Desolate
Sima Jia wanted to think about it, but he still said: "It's a long story, it's getting late, since you are my wife's sister, I will naturally tell you his story in detail.

After all, it's no secret either. "

Zhao Zilong said: "Military Master, this woman's identity is suspicious"

Sima Jia thought about the scene she saw through the moth puppet before, and thought, all the elites sent by Emperor Shang were slaughtered by her, at least they were no longer enemies of Emperor Shang.

What's more, if she makes a move, even you, Zilong, are definitely not opponents.

Perhaps, even the Immortal Luo Yingning next to Yan'er may not be her opponent.

The silver-haired man's eyes flicked, and he had already distinguished the woman in red carefully. She was exactly the same as Ren Qingying, so he shouted "Ren Jiaozhu" in a voice.

So why did this mysterious woman come here?

Anyway, at least not the enemy.

So, in the courtyard of Xuantian Palace, he made a pot of tea, and slowly talked to the woman who called herself Ren Xiaobai.

Slowly tell what happened to Xia Ji in these years.

Sima Jia also respected Xia Ji very much, and because of this, he still refuses to take over the position of head teacher, but always pretends to be the head teacher.

Recalling that when the emperor was leaving, the farewell turned out to be forever.

He was unwilling to succeed, but he was looking forward to Xia Ji's return one day.

If he doesn't succeed, then the entire Wudang will still be Shixia Ji's teacher.

This is not because his martial arts is the best in the world, nor is it because he is the number one sword god, and it is not because the sword house is already a top power.

What does this number one have to do with their Wudang?
Because he is Xia Ji, he is the head of Wudang.

The tea changed from scalding to warm, and then turned cold again. The small charcoal stove under the eaves boiled new tea again, and Sima Jia poured it for the two of them again.

Autumn, near the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moon is full.

The full moon is the reunion of people.

Even if the golden wind and jade dew meet, they can win but there are countless in the world.

However, Ren Qingying failed to see him, and he quietly listened to the news of his husband from the mouth of his former enemy.

The joy in the pupils began to slowly disappear.

She didn't care that it was already midnight, but said: "Take me to the back mountain to have a look."

Sima Jia said: "Wudang Mountain is no longer what it used to be, there are many assassins of Emperor Shang, strange puppets hidden in the mountain, and all kinds of forces who come here to fish in troubled waters, it is very dangerous after nightfall.

On weekdays, we just barely wait in this Xuantian Palace, and several generals take turns guarding the gate. "

Ren Qingying shook her head and said, "You just need to tell me the location, and I will go there by myself."

Sima Jia couldn't dissuade him, so he had no choice but to tell him so.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the red yarn and white snow rose into the sky, like a fairy under the moon, and it was already gone in the distance.

Sima Jia showed doubts, quietly watching the moonlight all over the sky.

Ten miles away, the mountain behind Xuantian Peak.

Ren Qingying stopped, staring at the tombstone with fascination, engraved with "Xia Ji's wife, the tomb of Qingying Ren's family", and the flowers in front of the tomb have long since withered, and even the petals have been turned into ashes and blown away, leaving only The messy black flower stems, bound by red strings, were scattered in front of the monument.

Looking at a crack on the tombstone, but it was properly glued together, Ren Qingying naturally knew the story.

She thought back to the scene of her husband in the past, drawing his sword for her in a rage, and beheading the arrogant Immortal Shattering Void regardless of everything.

The lips are slightly upturned, revealing a sweet smile.

Dragging a red gauze fairy dress, she slowly stepped forward two steps, stroking her tombstone with her fingers, feeling the coldness on it.

Then he probed into the groove again, every engraving here was made by the husband himself.

"So, what kind of mood did you feel when you engraved these words?" Ren Qingying's fingers rested on the end of "wife", and she looked up to feel the bright moonlight, feeling a little lost for a while.

Thoughts are flying, I don't know where to go.

"It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish I could spend it with you." Ren Qingying murmured.

At dawn the next day, she did not go to see Xia Ji's little nephew either. She naturally knew that the little nephew was the Son of Destiny, otherwise she would not be besieged and killed by people sent by the current emperor, let alone in such a situation, there is still Experts like "Zhao Zilong" agree with each other and vow to protect it to the death.

It can't be said that the assassins he killed when he went up the mountain were also sent by Emperor Shang to kill Xia Yan.

This luck is really amazing.

But what fate, what world, I don't care anymore, it has nothing to do with me.

She hoped to go to the knife hut and follow her husband's footsteps, at least to find some more information.

However, before that, she was still a little hesitant, not knowing whether to meet her maid, after all, she and herself were like sisters, and after she let go, the burden of the Black Wood Sect fell on her shoulders superior.

Anyway, it was on the way, Ren Qingying paused for a while, and came to a towering mountain, along the ancient wooden cliff, her figure soared, and she stepped on the cliff, and climbed to the top without any effort.

The top of the mountain was bathed in the midday light, and everything was so familiar.

Just a few steps ahead, a giant black net descended from the sky.

Ren Qingying didn't take it seriously, but she developed a mischievous mentality. After all, she was very familiar with this formation, but she never thought that she would use it on herself one day.

So, she flicked and flicked her steps, like a sensitive dove, and quickly brought the fishing net array into chaos.

Seeing several black-clothed and silver-masked maids fall to the ground, she smiled, then ignored them, and just raised her voice, "Wuyue, I'm back."

Others may not know her, but Ren Wuyue can definitely know it's her at the first time.

After all, besides her husband, she is the closest person to her in the world.

Although the voice was soft, it contained extremely deep inner strength, the entire Ancient Wood Cliff, the entire Black Wood Sect, no matter where they were, they could hear it clearly.

But Ren Wuyue didn't show up, and a one-armed man with a sword hurriedly rushed over. His expression was as sad as usual, but no matter his body skills or temperament, it indicated that his skills would go up to the next level.

It is the wind that comes.

When he saw the fairy-like red-clothed woman on the top of the cliff, he was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a look of excitement, but the look was soon suppressed.

He opened his mouth and said something weird: "The horse is galloping fast, leaving the grass on the plain, and I am very happy."

Ren Qingying smiled, she naturally understood that this former Dharma protector was reminding herself "leave quickly" in a hidden acronym, but why did she leave?

See her hesitate.

When the wind picked up, he suddenly drew his sword and said, "Girl, how could the Blackwood Sect allow you to trespass without going back early!"

Seeing that Ren Qingying hadn't left yet, Feng Chang stood up like Feng, took two steps, the wind turned to electricity, and blood was hidden in the electricity, and in a flash of blood, the long sword stabbed the visitor mercilessly and viciously.

But Ren Qingying was even more puzzled, because she could naturally see that the sword seemed vicious, but in fact it was merciless, even if she didn't move, the sword would not stab her.

So, when the wind blows, what are you afraid of?

(End of this chapter)