Hengxing Villa, a small house by the lake.

After Qin Yang left, the string master began to pluck the strings. At first, it was just a clear and sweet pure sound. Gradually, the sound of the piano turned into a music, like mountains and rivers, with excitement and smoothness, and grandeur and delicacy.

The sound of the piano gradually became louder, and an impassioned feeling spread around the waterside pavilion.

However, just when the music was at its most intense, the tune suddenly changed, from impassioned to murderous, and real and illusory red lotuses appeared around the water pavilion, slowly rotating around the water pavilion.

The lotus leaves are blooming, and a little flame is shining in the center of the lotus like a wick, swaying unsteadily.

"Clang"

Xuanjian drew out his black and white swords and silently stared at the end of the sky.

There, a white-gold sword light suddenly penetrated the whole world like a white horse passing through the gap, and appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

The sword light fell to the ground, and a sword mark appeared in the air that had not disappeared for a long time. A carefree figure waved his hand to disperse the sword light, holding a long sword and standing on the rockery not far away with his big sleeves fluttering.

The head of Daxuan Six Gates is arrested, Ye Changgeng.

Judging from his appearance alone, Ye Changgeng, who seems to be less than thirty years old, looks like a scribe, a prodigal, and a swordsman, but he is not the leader of a violent organization like the Six Gates.

But the many sects that were destroyed at the hands of Ye Changgeng, as well as the orderly environment of Daxuan every year, all prove that Ye Changgeng is worthy of the position of chief arrester of the six sects.

Now, Ye Changgeng came to Hengxing Villa, and the two Mohists had what might be considered their first meeting.

"In the Great Xia, there are three women who are strong in piano skills. The 'Qin Demon' Gao Jiangxue, the leader of Jixia Six Music Club Mo Wenxian, and the Shennong Sect's elder Xian Zong."

Ye Changgeng raised his hand to brush away the fluttering hair in front of his forehead, looked at the small lakeside building surrounded by red lotuses, and asked with a chuckle: "Junior Sister Xianzhu, who are you?"

Behind the small bamboo curtain, the sound of the piano was deeper and the murderous aura was stronger, but the voice of the string master was still as clear and gentle as a pool of clear spring. He said slowly: "Senior Brother Ye, who do you think the little sister will be?"

"Junior sister wants to take the exam to become a brother?"

Ye Changgeng said with a smile: "That would be embarrassing for my brother."

"Gao Jiangxue is proficient in killing, and the murderous aura of the music is just like the music played by my junior sister at that time. It is full of murderous aura and has the murderous intention to kill all things.

But this person is a solitary person, and does not conform to the Mohist practice of having everyone have a prominent status."

"Xian Zong is one of the six elders of the Shennong Sect among the six sects of Daxia. He has a high position and profound skills. Among the three strong players in piano skills, only Xian Zong has the strength to try to kill me.

However, Xian Zong has been famous for thirty years and is already nearly sixty years old. She will not pretend to be young and accept Ye's title and call herself 'little sister'."

"So, Senior Brother Ye thinks that my little sister is Mo Wenxian." The Xian Master behind the bamboo curtain said calmly.

Ye Changgeng replied: "Mo Wenxian joined Daxia Jixia Academy nine years ago and became the music director of Jixia Sixth Division. Before she joined Jixia Academy, no one knew about her existence, and no one could

Find out her identity. She is the most mysterious and naturally the most likely."

"Of course, the information exposed on the surface alone cannot prove anything. The real reason why Ye thinks Mo Wenxian is a junior sister is because Ye knows that Mo Jiajunzi, Ye's original teacher, his surname is Mo!"

After saying this, Ye Changgeng suddenly closed his eyes and listened, as if he was seeking proof of something.

But to his disappointment, he didn't hear what he wanted. He could only open his eyes after two breaths with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Senior Brother Ye is disappointed?" Master Xian let out a soft laugh and said, "Are you disappointed that Xuan Jian didn't take advantage of the opportunity just now to attack you and step into the loophole that was deliberately displayed?"

"Are you still disappointed that my little sister's piano sound doesn't fluctuate at all? It can't prove that my little sister is Mo Wenxian, the daughter of the previous generation Yukiko?"

"The previous generation of Juzi?" Ye Changgeng suddenly changed his color, "The Mohist Juzi has reappeared?!"

Unlike Qin Yang who didn't understand the situation, Ye Changgeng knew more of the Mohist family's secrets and understood what Juzi represented to the Mohist family.

The string master's seemingly light words made Ye Changgeng confused at this moment, revealing a flaw.

At this moment, Xuan Jian drew his sword, and the black and white swords strangled into a whirlwind. The sad and unknown sword energy made the situation change color.

"The wind is blowing and the heaven is shocked."

"Red Lotus Tribulation Flame."

The string master plucked the strings heavily, and the real and illusory red lotus bloomed with red lotus karma fire, which went straight into the heart lake and burned the mind.

The war begins at this moment.

"boom"

Qin Yang, who had already left Hengxing Villa, looked back and saw the black and white sword energy strangling Tianyun, and the red lotus fire burning into nothingness. Although he was three miles away, he could still feel the extremely dangerous energy.

"Xianzhu and Xuanjian have already fought against Ye Changgeng. I hope they can win."

Qin Yang did not think that Ye Changgeng must be killed by himself. For Ye Changgeng, his idea was that the sooner the other party died, the better.

Although Qin Yang would feel a little regretful that Ye Changgeng did not die in his own hands, he would not regret it too much.

Life is precious. Every minute Ye Changgeng lives, even if he earns one minute, it will also make Qin Yang depressed for one minute. Letting the other party die early and letting himself be relieved early is not an unacceptable result.

Qin Yang actually looked down upon those who lived like mad dogs because of hatred, and he would not be reduced to relying on hatred to support his survival.

Therefore, if Ye Changgeng could die early, Qin Yang would naturally hope that he would die early.

Of course, if Ye Changgeng escapes this disaster, Qin Yang will not be disappointed, and he will naturally send Ye Changgeng on his way in the future.

Qin Yang was thinking as he ran towards the distance, away from Hengxing Villa.

"Abet abet..."

Suddenly there was a sound like the leaves being blown in the sky, followed by a group of white butterflies descending from the sky and slamming into Qin Yang, who was using Qinggong to drive.

"Bang!"

Dust was flying, the ground was ravaged, and even the rocks nearby were hit and split with countless marks.

This group of white butterflies actually has the ability to cut through cover.

"Wow"

The white butterfly formed a whirlwind and whirled towards Qin Yang. The dense vibrating sound reached Qin Yang's ears. The white butterfly whirlwind came with countless wind blades to kill him.

"Huo Yan."

Qin Yang waved his right hand, and a spark appeared on his fingertips, then quickly expanded and turned into a huge fireball, facing the white butterfly whirlwind and colliding with it.

"Bang"

Flame stars shot out, and the whirlwind broke through the fireball, but it was also stained with flames. The white butterflies that were constantly rotating inside were also ignited and scattered from the sky.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand to catch a burning white butterfly and brought it to his eyes, "Paper butterfly?"
Chapter completed!