Brother, where is the integrity?

After taking the antidote given by Murong Qing, Yao Lian finally regained some spiritual power after half an hour. This point cannot be hidden from Murong Qing, so Yao Lian could only reluctantly hand over the Qingming Sword to Murong Qing .

Yao Lian was not very worried when his sword fell into Murong Qing's hands, the reason was simple, what was his was his, and no one could take it away, especially Murong Qing.Murong Qing just thought that Yao Lian had put the sword into a storage magic weapon, but he didn't expect that the sword had been completely fused with Yao Lian, and they couldn't be separated no matter what.

After Murong Qing got the Qingming Sword, he was ecstatic, and immediately put the three pieces in his hand onto the Qingming Sword. Yao Lian was also happy for him to do this, after all, this was his fulfillment. The great cause of the sword fragments, but now let him play with his own sword for a while, and he will take it back soon.

Although Yao Lian looks very hard on the surface, but in his heart he is extremely excited to manipulate the Qingming Sword to absorb the three pieces. Jianfeng, Jiandun, and Jiansui return to their positions one after another. Currently, eight of the nine fragments of the Qingming Sword have been collected. There is only the last piece of Sword Soul left.

The eight pieces of Qingming Sword have been collected on the surface, and there is no place that is missing. Although Murong Qing already thinks that he has collected all of them and is happy, Yao Lian is still very clear that the Qingming Sword does not have a real Collect all.

The lack of the sword soul Qingming sword is equivalent to the lack of soul, what does the fragment of the sword soul look like.Could it be that Xiaoqing needs to be caught to make up for it.But where is Xiaoqing?I just saw him in my consciousness, and I couldn't really touch him.Let alone caught.

Yao Lian shook his head, looking very sad.

But what made Yao Lian feel a little strange was that after Murong Qing got what he thought was the complete Qingming Sword, he didn't immediately open Qingming's tomb. .

Yao Liannai couldn't help the doubts in her heart, so she asked Murong Qing aloud, but the answer she got was that he would first use herself to exchange his son back. Although Yao Lian didn't get any useful answers, she also knew that her life would be saved. Living.

Five days later.

The wilderness of the extreme north.

After a long journey, Yao Lian followed Murong Qing to the extreme northern wilderness. The place was sparsely populated and overgrown with weeds. It was extremely hot during the day and very windy at night. It was indeed barren.

According to Murong Qing, the hostage exchange took place here, but Murong Qing didn't say why it was chosen here. Yao Lian didn't know why until the three of Yao Lian completely stopped at the back of a hillside.

What lies in front of the three of them is not just a hillside, but a door.

A huge white gate made of jade, decorated with intricate carvings, ten feet high, there is no crack in the middle, because it is just a door, but there is a groove at the bottom of it, which happens to be the shape of a sword.

This is the entrance to Qingming's mausoleum.

For some reason, Yao Lian suddenly came up with this idea.

"Yao Lian, stay here honestly, don't try to escape." Murong Qing said sharply.

Yao Lian nodded, didn't say anything, just watched Murong Qingjiang walk to the door with the Qingming sword, and then stamped the Qingming sword into the groove.

And then... nothing happened.

Murong Qing shook his head, with a look of regret on his face, "Sure enough, the door of the tomb has not yet opened. Otherwise, if all the fragments are gathered, why can't it be opened."

Collect all the farts, obviously still lacking the soul of the sword.Yao Lian wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to, because he was afraid that Murong Qing would beat him up in anger.

"Master, is this the mausoleum of that god? What's inside?" Leng Sansheng asked curiously as he approached Murong Qing. After a few days of nurturing, I have accepted that there are really gods in this world.

"What's the matter?" Murong Qing pondered for a moment, with greed flashing in his eyes, staring at Yumen like a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep, "God's tomb will naturally have countless treasures, all kinds of treasures. There are top-notch exercises, top-grade spirit tools, and top-quality pills, all of which are treasures that cultivators of immortals dream of. As long as you enter this tomb, you are afraid that you will not be able to become an immortal."

"Chengxian..." Leng Sansheng murmured softly, hearing Murong Qing's opinion, he was also intoxicated, staring at the white jade gate with distracted eyes, as if seeing countless treasures through the white jade gate.

Looking at these two people who were already crazy, Yao Lian shook his head and smiled, there was no greed in his eyes, Yao Lian just wanted to laugh after hearing what Murong Qing said.

Countless babies.Let’s not talk about whether Yao Lian knows that Qing Ming is a person who is greedy for wealth, just say that a god will put some things in his grave that he doesn’t need, but they are treasures in the eyes of ordinary people. Then wait for them to dig their own graves?

Another point is that since this tomb belongs to the disciple of the god, then since the tomb really exists, the god must also exist. If you do this, you will not be afraid that the god will kill those who spy on his disciple's tomb.

Murong Qing and Leng Sanxing, who had already been seduced by the treasures in the mausoleum, would not think so much about Yao Lian, because they were already crazy.

Near noon, a dense crowd of people suddenly rushed down the hillside in the distance, and they kept heading towards this hillside.

"Here we come." Murong Qing's face was filled with joy. Yao Lian didn't understand why he didn't feel scared at all when he saw so many people coming. Is it because he was too high-level to be afraid of ordinary people, or because he had other descendants? hand.

Compared to Murong Qing's indifference, Leng Sansheng was already frightened and uneasy at this moment, but thinking that he had Murong Qing's backing, he still mustered up a little bit to face this crowded scene, and ran away if he couldn't beat him, anyway, Murong Qing's realm was strong Terrible, these people will definitely not be able to stop them.

The crowd stopped at the foot of the hillside and continued their respective steps. Standing at the forefront of the crowd were Gong Qingduo, Huang Yiyi, Song Shaoqing and other leaders of the various sects. Behind them were famous masters of the sect and heroes , they come from different places, but they have only one ultimate goal, which is to kill Murong Qing again.

"Murong Qing, you old thief. Hurry up and hand over young hero Yao Lian and come out to die." Zhao Wangshan, who was at the front of the queue, roared angrily at Murong Qing who was on the hillside.

Facing Zhao Wangshan's anger, Murong Qing didn't care, standing on the top of the hill condescendingly looking down at the crowd, "Have you brought my son?"

"Where are people?" Zhao Wangshan roared behind him, and after a while, a young man with disheveled hair and a very embarrassing appearance came out.

It was obvious that this person was Murong Qing's only son, Murong Fu. Although Murong Fu didn't have any scars on his body, it could be seen from his appearance that he didn't enjoy any good treatment among the crowd.

"Murong Qing, since your son is still alive, shouldn't we exchange hostages? Let him go, little brother." Gong Qingduo made no secret of his hatred for Murong Qing when he looked at him.

Although he could see that there was nothing wrong with the junior brother on the hillside, Gong Qingduo still felt sorry for the junior brother, and he would definitely kill Murong Qing when he was sure that the junior brother was safe and sound.Not only to avenge the master, but also to seek justice for the junior brother.

Seeing Murong Fu's distressed appearance, Murong Qing narrowed his eyes and waved to Leng Sansheng, motioning him to untie the rope that bound Yao Lian.

Leng Sanxing acted according to Murong Qing's order, untied the rope from Yao Lian's hand, and pushed Yao Lian again to tell him to get out of here.

Yao Lian turned around and glared at Leng Sanxing, cursed Leng Sanxing in a low voice, and then walked down the hillside, while Murong Fu was also walking up the hillside under Gong Qingduo's signal.

The two met in the middle of the hillside. Murong Fu looked at Yao Lian with strong hatred in his eyes. From Murong Fu's point of view, if Yao Lian hadn't disturbed him, how could he have lived such a miserable life and was beaten by Yao Lian Not to mention several times, his marriage was also in Yao Lian's hands, and the most annoying thing was that Yao Lian personally exposed his father's conspiracy.

If it wasn't for Yao Lian, he might still be the only son of the leader of the martial arts that everyone respects, enjoying all the glory and wealth, how could he be the bereaved dog that everyone hates today.

Of course Yao Lian didn't know about Murong Fu's careful thinking, so he just glared back at Murong Fu, stuck out his tongue at him, and then ran to Gong Qingduo as if flying, and hugged him.

"Brother..."

"Little Junior Brother..."

At this moment, it seemed that there were only Yao Lian and Gong Qingduo who were embracing each other left in the world.

Feeling the warm touch of the person in their arms, the two of them let go of their long-hanging hearts, and all kinds of uneasy emotions dissipated.

Gong Qingduo patted Yao Lian's head with a smile, and said softly: "Little brother, can you wait here for senior brother first. Senior brother is going to kill Murong Qing to avenge master."

Yao Lian broke free from Gong Qingduo's embrace, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he was very aggrieved, "Brother, I can help you too."

Gong Qingduo smiled and said nothing, but patted Yao Lian's little head again.

In the past few days of parting, there is no doubt that Gong Qingduo misses Yao Lian deeply, and while he misses Yao Lian more and more, he is also blaming himself. If he had looked at Yao Lian carefully, wouldn't this happen today? .Now he really didn't want Yao Lian to take any more risks.

Of course Yao Lian knew that Gong Qingduo was doing it for her own good, but she didn't want to hide under his wings all the time. In order to prove that she had the ability to protect herself, Yao Lian could only use Qingming Sword to prove herself, but Qingming Sword now It's in Murong Qing's hands...

"Fu'er, it's been good lately." When Murong Fu came to the slope, Murong Qing looked at him with kindness in his eyes, no matter how bad Murong Qing was, at least he always had the image of a loving father in front of Murong Fu.

"Father, my boy was bullied by these people all the way, and he often didn't give him food. Daddy, you have to make decisions for him." Murong Fu was about to cry as he spoke, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Murong Qing rubbed his chin with the stubble that had grown these days, and turned his head to look at the people on the slope as if they were looking at a group of dead people, "Don't worry, Fu'er, Dad is in charge of you. Since they are here today, don't worry about it." I want to go back."