Ye Su asked: "What else can make him fight across the border?"

Ye Qi looked at the sky above Yanming Lake, where the snow clouds suddenly spiraled and surged, and a platinum of divine light was scattered in the vortex.

There is a singing singing there, the sound is very small, but it can be heard in the ears of everyone in Chang'an City.

Ning Que's battle was going on very quickly. Although Chen Pipi had not accepted the result of the two great cultivators who had spent the eternal night being killed by their senior brother, his mind had already been placed on the battlefield on the lake. When he heard the singing, he pointed there and said, "It's Sangsang!"

Sangsang is Ning Que's maid. He is very dark and has a very ordinary appearance. However, since the fall of the Great Master of Light, no one will think she is ordinary again, because she is the descendant of the Great Master of Light, and will definitely become the person who takes over the authority of the God of Light in the future.

Ning Que raised his Pu Dao, and a divine light fell from the sky. His breath was even more vast than the turbulent waves outside the seawall of Song State. The Yanming Lake shone brightly, and the little black maid on the wall of the house outside the lakeside also shines brightly.

A piece of dry reeds penetrated through the snow by the lakeside are shining under the white light, and every inch of ice and water on the lake are turned into exquisite objects carved from jade under the white fibers.

Ye Su looked at Ye Qi with an unhidden horror in his expression.

Ye Qi explained: "Wei Guangming said that Sangsang was his chance to come to Chang'an City. It could be Wei Guangming's chance, so it is not just as simple as having light. Even if Sangsang only learned the magical arts for a few days, it would be far beyond anyone in the Constant Taoist Sect."

After Ye Qi finished speaking, Ning Que on the lake cut out the Pu sword in his hand.

The blade cuts through the space, and with the transformation into a substantial divine light, it cuts towards Xiahou.

This sword was no longer Ye Qi's sword, nor was it the Haoran sword of the junior uncle, it was his sword. He was the most familiar with the simplest sword, without any gorgeous moves, the blade slashed from the top to the ground. When Shubihu chopped wood, he used this sword to cut off the heads of countless horse thieves.

The iron spear in Xiahou's hand was bent, and then he could no longer bear the power of Ning Que's knife. With a clear "clang" sound, the iron spear that blocked several talisman arrows broke into two pieces from where the blade fell.

Xiahou felt the breath of death, and he howled like crazy. He waved a pair of iron fists and hit the Park knife wrapped in Haotian Divine Light.

The divine light burned Xiahou's fists. His fists that could beat Ning Que's iron bow and shoot talisman arrows were blooming. Blood containing a powerful aura dripped on the ice under his feet. The ice was immediately burned out countless holes the size of a fist.

However, the divine light on Ning Que's knife was so abundant, so his arms were broken under the Park knife.

Ning Que gritted his teeth and kept pressing down the Park Knife in his hand.

Despair suddenly arose in Xiahou's eyes, and he raised his foot and kicked Ning Que.

He was once a great practitioner of the Demon Sect. His master was Master Liansheng who could walk with Ke Haoran. Since he was about to die, he would have to die with Ning Que. It was now that the ferocity he had been suppressed by the two major forces of Tang and Xiling emerged.

Ning Que wanted to kill Xiahou, but he could not avoid Xiahou's kick. However, Ning Que had only Xiahou's life in his mind at this time, so he still wanted to kill Xiahou, even if he might die.

Just as Xiahou's foot was about to kick Zhong Ning Que, an invisible breath spread to Xiahou's body. The breath entered Xiahou's sea of ​​consciousness, and a cicada cicada cries into Xiahou's ears, and then turned into countless blades as thin as cicada's wings, squeezing his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ning Que was kicked far away, but Xiahou kicked him before he died because of the inexplicable aura.

Xiahou's chest was cut open, revealing pale bones and internal organs. Xiahou looked at the crack in his chest in a daze, and tears arose in his eyes for some reason. Then he looked at Ning Que and smiled mockingly...

...

Bells came from the front of the imperial city tower, echoing in the quiet Chang'an City. The momentum was not vast, but it contained heart-wrenching sadness.

"It is hard to say that Xiahou has rebelled from the Demon Sect and brutally killed his lover. If he did this, he wanted to break away from the Demon Sect and make himself live better, but the problem is that he has been swaying between the Tang Kingdom and Xiling for many years, and it is not easy for him to live." Ye Su sighed.

Ye Qi looked at the snow clouds that were gradually recovering on the lake and said, "Then he must have something he wants to do. That thing may not be related to him, but it is enough to make him do many things, including his life."

Ye Su said: "I made a decision."

Ye Qi asked curiously: "What kind of decision?"

Ye Su said, "When I was defeated by your sword, then recalling Mr. Ke and the Master went to Taoshan. I spent a while in the Taoist temple in Chang'an City. I found that it was difficult for the Taoist sect to spread the teachings of Haotian here. In order to allow someone to listen to his preaching, a Taoist priest actually spent thirty taels of silver to buy some wine. As long as someone could listen to him, he would get a jar of wine."

"What's the result?"

"Some people can't bear the cumbersome teachings and leave. Some people insist on listening to the teachings. They came home with wine and got drunk. After hugging the wife for a night, how can they remember what happened yesterday?" Ye Su laughed at himself and said, "Haotian needs people's sincerity, so Haotian Dao must have a profound attitude of overlooking the world. Therefore, the doctrine of Haotian Dao must be cumbersome, and believers must be stupid."

"I think everyone should be close to Haotian and everyone should have light in their hearts. That would be bad." Ye Su said this with a stressful sentence.

Ye Qi looked at Ye Su and found that his eyes were extremely firm, and said, "But have you ever thought that if you realize your thoughts, you are dividing Xiling's authority over the world, and you are also opposing the existence of the old...spector?"

Ye Su said: "Just like Xiahou, for something, he can be a grass swaying in the wind or a dog. Although he doesn't know why he did this, I will never have such noble thoughts. I am nobler than evil devils, and I can't be worse than him, right?"

Ye Qi said in admiration: "You are as bright as Wei Guangming before your death."

Ye Su smiled casually and no longer carried the wooden sword on his back, but held the wooden sword in his arms. He jumped from Minglou on the long street and left Chang'an in the wind and snow.

Chen Pipi looked at the distance of the long street and watched the elder brother disappear with a serious look. If everyone has light in their hearts, how should Haotian reveal his status? At that time, wouldn't everyone be Haotian?

"Let's go, take your junior brother and Sangsang back."

Chen Pipi nodded obediently and followed Ye Qi to Yanming Lake.
Chapter completed!