The Emerald Tower

For ten consecutive days, the turbulent white night quickly returned to calm.

The so-called "Huaiwu" became incapable after the top power of the White Nights disappeared.

An unknown sideline, the White Night Royal Family, boarded the Dabao.

Wumeng Mountain also passed steadily after the former leader of the Wumeng dying appointed the next leader.

However, the fact that most of the owners of the Wumeng twelve halls were killed and injured cannot be changed.

As a result, the Wumeng and the White Night Royal family halted one after another and withdrew from the past fights.

As for some forces from other schools?

After witnessing the battle between Dean and many White Night Royal Family Saints, and learning that Dean took over the Wu League, he wisely chose the most friendly way of getting along.

For a time, unprecedented peace arrived.

Wumeng Mountain, Houshan.

Standing in front of a grave, Zhao Gang, the "Iron Arm God Fist" dressed in filial attire, respectfully placed a jar of good wine in front of the tombstone.

Tomb of the enemy!

In the very center of the tombstone, a line of vigorous and powerful words leaped on it, and below one side, it was written: Disciple Zhao Gang Jingli.

The characters on the tombstone are written by Zhao Gang.

Even, to be precise, the funeral of the former leader of the Wu League was handled by Zhao Gang.

And Zhao Gang's role in the funeral of the former Wu League leader is no longer an ordinary disciple, but a nephew in the true sense, not only in the eyes of others, but also Zhao Gang himself.

It's like this moment.

On the side of the enemy's grave, a thatched hut has appeared there.

Shou Xiao three years!

Zhao Gang followed the etiquette after the death of the elder Bai Ye.

But this made other people in the Wumeng a little anxious.

For example: Xue Tian Xuedi brothers.

They even more hope that the Wumeng is in the hands of a person rather than a stranger.

"Deputy leader, sorry!"

Xue Tian first bowed to the grave and saluted behind Zhao Gang. Then he said to Zhao Gang, "People cannot come back from death, but the living still continue to live. The Wu League still needs you..."

"I have been filial piety for Master for three years. After three years, I will naturally come out to handle other things!"

Zhao Gang interrupted Xue Tian's words and said categorically.

Zhao Gang knew what Xue Tian wanted to say.

but. This does not mean that Zhao Gang will agree with Xue Tian's statement.

First of all, Dean was the one his master found.

Out of trust in his master, Zhao Gang also believed in Dean.

Secondly, the sadness in his heart at this moment makes him hard to control himself.

In fact, if it wasn't for ignorance of the secret method of bringing the dead back to life. Zhao Gang would definitely exchange his life for the life of his master.

For Zhao Gang, he died when he died because he didn't know anyone.

However, it took the life of the master, it was too unworthy!

Especially when I think of the bracelet that Master gave me. It is the intention that I must wear it on my wrist anytime, anywhere.

Self-blame and guilt filled Zhao Gang's heart.

Obviously, the master had anticipated everything and arranged for him to follow.

just……

The master never came back.

Zhao Gang looked straight at the tombstone, recalling everything he had spent with the master in his mind, and burst into tears unknowingly.

"Deputy Leader..."

Brother Xue Tianxuedi looked at Zhao Gang's appearance and couldn't help but stare at each other.

The two didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

Until it was broken by a shout--

"It's not good! The owner and deputy leader are not good!"

A Wu League disciple hurried into the back mountain.

"In the back of the mountain, what is the style of yelling? What's wrong?"

Xue Di sipped in a low voice, reprimanding the disciple. Then he asked.

"Leader left a letter and left!"

The disciple said with a horrified expression.

"what?"

Xue Tianxue was startled, but Zhao Gang, who was standing in front of the enemy's grave, sighed softly: "How can the person chosen by the master be worse? Something that others admire. To such a person, it is like dung!"

"Please punish the deputy leader!"

Xue Tianxue looked at each other on the ground, and then held a fist at Zhao Gang.

"Everyone is brother, don't talk about punishment, go and invite the leader back!"

Zhao Gang waved his hand.

"Yes, deputy leader!"

Xue Tianxuedi bowed and saluted again.

After a while. Zhao Gang was left alone in the back mountain again.

Kneel on your knees and open the wine jar. Pour respectfully into the bowl in front of you.

One respect, one down.

The wine is overflowing.

...

Outside Xiayuan City, in the courtyard of a small town.

The unhealed Daoist leaned in a recliner leisurely. Seeing Hongling practicing his sword in front of him, he said a few words from time to time, showing a relaxed and contented appearance.

Diandao can guarantee that this is his most leisurely days in more than ten years.

The White Night Royal Family, who had always filled their hearts like dark clouds, followed the deaths of those people. The dark clouds really dispersed, and the sun shined into my heart.

If the old guy is still alive...

Thinking of the ruthless man of his friend Wumeng leader, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Dao Master, I did not practice right?"

The girl stopped the sword in her hand and looked at the Daoist in doubt.

"Yes, of course, I accidentally lost my mind!"

The Daoist said with a smile, and then pointed again: "These two sets of swordsmanship are actually one set, but they are divided into basic and advanced parts. Now the basic part has become solid, and there will be another year and a half. Then you can practice the rest!"

"Ah! Another year and a half?"

The girl exclaimed.

Obviously, she thought she should have entered the room.

"Of course, you must not be impetuous and lofty in martial arts practice-not to mention that the swordsmanship that Mr. Mu taught you is completely unspoken. You must use your heart! Otherwise, you will only fail his pains!"

Diandao said very seriously.

At the same time, Diandao knew how to persuade the girl in front of him.

"Yeah! I just don't know, how is Big Brother Mu now?"

The girl nodded. Road with deep thoughts.

"Okay, I don't know the old way! But it must be very busy, the position of the leader of the Wumeng is not so easy to sit!"

Diandao said with a smile.

Then, his expression condensed suddenly. Then he said calmly, "Hongling will continue to practice swordsmanship! The old way will get rid of the slippery legs and come back at lunch!"

"Okay, Daoist!"

The girl nodded and danced the sword again.

The Diandao Ren walked out of the yard with his hands behind his back, and then walked to the back of the yard with a quick smile. As soon as he turned the corner, Dao Ren saw the familiar white long sword.

"Mu, why did you appear? Haven't you become the leader of the Wu League?"

The Daoist walked two steps to Dean and asked.

"I resign!"

Dean said lightly.

"why?"

The Daoist was startled.

"Of course it is because I am not suitable!"

Dean said unchanged tone.

"Is there some guys in the Wu League who are stubborn? A group of people who don't know how to be grateful, the reputation of the old guys in this life's hard work is destroyed by these guys!"

The Daoist said angrily.

obviously. The previous battle in Wumeng Mountain changed the way the Daoists felt about the people in the Wumeng.

"No, it has nothing to do with them. I have no intention of being the leader of this alliance, and I promised to defeat the enemy only because of the completion of the other party's entrustment! Now everything is on the right track, with Zhao Gang. I am naturally successful. Retreat!"

Dean shook his head slightly.

"Success and retreat? You have to go! Then you are making me...no! No! Other things, the old man can promise you, but this is not the case. You have to tell Hongling yourself!"

The Daoist was shocked, and then immediately prophetly waved his hand.

"Master, how do you let me speak?"

Dean asked rhetorically.

"you……"

The Daoist opened his mouth subconsciously.

It's just that after a long while, I can't say anything.

"Daoist. You don't know how to speak! Similarly, I don't know how to speak!"

Dean sighed softly.

"Your relationship with Hongling. Can it be the same as me?"

The Daoist rolled his eyes.

"I would rather have no relationship, but..."

Dean wanted to say something. But in the end he didn't say anything, just shook his head again.

"So, the laity is the most troublesome!"

The Daoist sighed.

"Can a monk really forget everything?"

Dean looked at the Daoist.

"difficult!"

After a long silence, the Daoist said this.

"Yes, so difficult!"

Dean smiled and nodded.

Then the two fell into silence at the same time, and no one spoke again for several minutes.

"Where are you going?"

Finally, the Daoist asked.

Dean didn't answer, he just looked at the Daoist in doubt, he didn't think he was such a questioning person.

"I have to know some answers at least to say goodbye to you!"

Diandao said with a hum.

"Thanks a lot!"

Dean officially arched his hand at the good old man in front of him, then raised his right finger and pointed at the sky.

The Daoist was taken aback for a moment, his gaze scanned Dean and the sky several times before he asked with some uncertainty: "Broken Void?"

"almost!"

Dean answered like this.

Then Dean turned and waved his hand, bidding farewell to the Daoist.

After the Daoist had recovered, Dean had already disappeared without a trace.

"Broken Void... That's amazing! Oh, I forgot to tell him about the cracked eagle girl, but what if I told him? Broken Void!"

The Daoist shook his head, sighed, and returned to the courtyard again.

Two days later, the Wumeng "Heaven Sword and Earth Sword" brothers searched here.

"What? Broken Void?"

Brother Xue exclaimed.

"Well, the old Dao saw with his own eyes, League Master Mu didn't even have time..."

The Daoist nodded, and then glanced at the lonely girl next to him.

"That's the case, no wonder the leader left a book and hurriedly rushed here! It turned out to have sensed the timing of Broken Void, but... Hongling girl, please don't be sad, Broken Void is a happy event for our martial artist, it is heaven. A big happy event, if Hongling Girl is successful in her cultivation, maybe you will see each other in the future!"

The Xue brothers sighed, and looked at the girl nodding clearly.

In his expressions, he was respectful to the girl.

No one knows whether the warrior of the broken void can return, but as a girl who has a close relationship with the warrior of the broken void, she still has to take a look when she is about to leave. This is enough to keep the Xue brothers respected.

What's more, the identity of this warrior is still their leader.

"Really able to meet?"

Hong Ling asked lowly.

"of course!"

The Xue brothers saw the winks from the Daoist people, and said together clearly.

The young girl suddenly loses her lover, it is hard to guarantee that she will not do something excessive, it is better to delay the rhetoric first, and then slowly enlighten it.

"Then we will leave!"

The Xue brothers clasped their fists and left, and the Daoists got up to see them off.

Only Hong Ling stood in the hall muttering to himself.

"Wait for me! Wait for me!"

...

Three days later ~www.readwn.com~ the whole white night boiled again.

Mu Broken Void, the new leader of the Wu League!

For a time, martial artists in the world rose up and worked harder, and more people turned their attention to martial artists, re-examined the meaning of martial artists, and then more people joined the ranks of martial artists.

In the white night, the martial arts halls are full of apprentices, making the masters of the martial arts halls smile.

This grand occasion lasted for a hundred years, during which countless powerful warriors emerged, and the world warriors worshipped Dean who created this grand occasion.

And in the Shuiyue Sword Hall of Xia Yuancheng, a statue of Dean was erected.

Title: Sword God.

ps first update~ (to be continued)

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