The setting sun is like blood, and the surroundings are gloomy.
It is rare for Mochiyue Lake to have fog in the evening, which is particularly thick, gray and unable to see the five fingers clearly, the crows are silent, silent, and the insects fall motionless.
The streets of Lijing Town were rarely inhabited, the ground was covered with red sunset, crawling along the cracks of the bricks, even the vendors on the road became lazy, and went home early to rest.
Li Yuanping quickly went up the mountain, his father and brother were already waiting on the mountain, the clan soldiers in front of the courtyard were all driven away, and the eldest sister Li Qinghong was standing in the courtyard, standing with a gun in her hand, with a complicated expression.
Her expression had a kind of pleasure to relieve hatred, but her hands were tense and clenched on her chest, looking slightly uneasy.
"Sister!"
Li Yuanping stepped into the door and called out, Li Qinghong in front of him nodded, said nothing more, and closed the courtyard door.
"Drip ......."
There was a crisp collision sound in his ears, Li Yuanping slowly crossed the yard, his brother Li Yuanjiao was standing silently in the backyard, and his father Li Xuanxuan squatted on the threshold, without saying a word, holding a handful of red jade beads in his hand.
The sky was getting darker and darker, Li Yuanping had not given birth to spiritual consciousness, and he could not even see the situation in the courtyard clearly.
"Brother, this is ......"
He asked and slowly raised his head, only to find that there was another person in front of him, with a face as smooth as jade, sharp edges, and a green robe draped down, like a cold statue.
Li Yuanping's eyes moved slowly, directly facing two lines of bloody and tearful faces.
"Dida."
There was a rustling sound on the ground, blood-red beads hitting his ankles, Li Yuanjiao's voice was hoarse, and it sounded in his ears:
"This is the real person Bu Zi of the Qingchi Sect, who just fell into my house an hour ago, and searched my family's pill, and it became like this."
Li Xuanxuan turned his back to the two of them, holding a gourd in his hand, sipping the spirit wine inside, his face was slightly red, and he followed Li Yuanjiao's words:
"I checked with your brother for a long time, and Bu Zi was probably scared to death when he saw that thing."
"I was scared to death... I was scared to death...'
His father's words kept echoing in his ears, and Li Yuanping stood there in a daze, muttering:
"I mean...... Qingchi Zhenren died suddenly in my house?"
His pale face slowly rose to fear, and he said eagerly:
"Run! At least send the children out of the family, this ......"
"No."
Li Yuanjiao shook his head, his expression was gloomy, obviously he had thought about it for a long time, and said in a low voice:
"The Qingchi Sect still doesn't know about this, and the soul lamp in the sect has not been extinguished, otherwise the Qingchi monk would have broken through the void and come to the front, and my family would have been razed to the ground!"
If the Qingchi Sect dies in the Purple Mansion in Mochiyue Lake, how will things go?
What's more, this Purple Mansion is still a direct descendant of the Chi family, the actual person in charge of the Qingchi Sect...... Not only did the Qingchi Sect explode, but it was afraid that it would alarm the monks above the Purple Mansion.
Even if it is assumed that the Qingchi Sect does not have the Golden Pill, and most of the Purple Mansion is cunning and will not come in person, if they really learn that Chi Buzi is dead, there must be many people in Taixu, I am afraid that there will be double-digit foundation-building monks who break through Taixu and send them, and the entire Mochiyue Lake will be turned upside down!
Everyone knew the consequences and fell silent.
"Maybe the real person is not dead."
Li Qinghong suddenly spoke up, several people looked at each other, retreated together, closed the small door in the backyard, and stood and sat in the front yard.
"Brother."
Li Yuanping had just arrived at the front yard, and he had already calmed down quickly, and said in a deep voice:
"No matter whether the real person is dead or whatever, quickly send out the direct lineage, disperse everywhere, and keep the fire in the house while the Qingchi Sect has not yet reacted......"
"Go to Wu Guo and seize a small mountain and a small temple, although you will lose everything in your family, you can save your life anyway...... Or go to the East China Sea and use your family strength to seize a small island, waiting for the right ......."
Li Qinghong's voice was clear, and she suddenly interrupted him:
"Once my Li family leaves, I'm afraid I won't fight myself, and the Purple Mansion monks can calculate the traces of me! What's more..."
She looked a little lonely, her voice gradually lowered, and her red lips opened and closed:
"Uncle killed the angry Maha, and in the Yue Kingdom of Jiangnan, on the shore of this Mochiyue Lake, the angry monks did not dare to come to retaliate. Don't say pity, a mage can destroy my family!"
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Li Yuanping then remembered the black pot that the Purple Mansion threw on him, and suddenly suffocated, gritted his teeth and said:
"Then, is it possible to cultivate the Yue Sect? The three sects have never interfered with each other, we are under the rule of Qingchi, if we go to cultivate Yue, how can we wait?"
Li Qinghong picked up the gun and shook his head slightly:
"Under the rule of the Shuyue sect...... Where is there a place where you can intervene, you can only live as a guest, and I wait for a group of qi practice, but one or two immortal mountains can afford to support it."
Li Yuanjiao was silent for a long time, and then he used his mana to transmit the voice:
"The status of the immortal mirror is extremely high, I don't know if the person holding the mirror can be inferred, if not, there is a chance to escape."
The meaning of his words was obvious, that is, he wanted a Li family to escape with a mirror, and Li Xuanxuan and the others were silent when they heard this.
"This is Bu Zi is dead, if Bu Zi is not dead, let him suffer such a loss, how can he let me go."
The sound of dripping blood in the backyard was irritating, and Li Xuanxuan finally twisted his beard and spoke:
"Jiao'er, you take your things with you and don't have to take care of your family."
Li Yuanjiao rubbed the long sword on his waist, and was organizing his words, but before he could speak, Li Xuan announced:
"I'll wait to deal with the rest, your cultivation is the highest, and your skills are not conspicuous, take the [Green Chi Sword], the world can go, find a place to retreat and break through the foundation ......"
Li Yuanjiao gritted his teeth, thinking about it, his thoughts turned a thousand times in his heart, and the hand holding the long sword became tighter and tighter.
The courtyard was silent, so quiet that it made people panic, the night was bright, the white moonlight drifted down, Li Yuanjiao looked up at the brothers, and his expression suddenly froze on his face.
There had been no movement for a long time, his father Li Xuanxuan stood there pinching his beard, Tong Kong enlarged, and Li Yuanping's face was covered with beads of sweat, flowing down his neck.
Li Qinghong stood quietly like a sculpture, the [Du Ruo] in her hand was invisible, quietly held in her hand, her hands were white, and a little sweat was dripping from her nose.
"Why is it so quiet!"
"Crunch......
Under the snow-white moonlight, the door of the backyard was slowly pushed open, pale hands supported the door frame, and the blue robe hung down, surprisingly white under the moonlight, as if it was shining brightly.
"Wow......
Red jade beads were scattered on the ground in the backyard, gently rolling on the stone bricks in the front yard.
"Snap."
This is the sound of footsteps.