Sikong Qiming took Sisi's words and picked up the chair and flew up and leaped, rising and falling, leaping out more than three feet away, came to the wall, turned around and said, "Sisi, back. Hongyi, come behind me." He could not protect the two women at the same time. He could only let Sisi avoid it and protect Yin Hongyi with all his strength.

Sisi and Yin Hongyi did not criticize them, and dodged according to Sikong Qiming's words.

Sikong Qiming raised his left arm and threw the golden chair upwards. Then he turned around, using the rotation to pour internal force on his right foot, and kicked the golden chair with one foot. The golden chair flew out with a strong wind and was hitting the wall at the top of the footprint. There was only a loud "boom" sound, and the wall collapsed, revealing a high and two-foot-wide secret passage.

The three of them calmed down a little and looked around, but no hidden weapon crossbows were fired. Sikong Qiming jumped into the secret passage first. He didn't know if there was any danger in the secret passage, but he must not let Sisi and Hongyi take the lead in taking risks. He stood in front, and there was any mechanism to ambush him first, and the two girls could also be used as a living shield to win time and let them escape.

So, Sikong Qiming was the first to open the way, Yin Hongyi followed closely, ended up and ran into the secret passage. The three of them held fire pieces to illuminate the road, and rushed all the way, but they did not encounter any danger. After running for a stick of incense, they vaguely felt that the wind was blowing in front of them, and knew that it was about to reach the exit, so they pressed their light steps to continue moving forward.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Sikong Qiming rushed out quickly, his body rotated several circles like a top, and fell steadily to the ground. Then, he was speechless. He saw that there were two people standing not far away in front of him. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see that the white clothes were standing straight on the ground. The eldest brother Mo Yixiao was kneeling quietly in front of a new tomb, wearing black clothes, faintly melting into the night. With only one posture and one back, he revealed the noble and elegant aura of the quiet kneeling person. Sikong Qiming's heart was beating wildly, and he realized that the person was his second brother Mo Yuxuan.

Sikong Qiming recognized Mo Yuxiao's back, but was still afraid that he would be happy in vain. He tightened his feet, jumped out ten feet, and went to the man in black, and looked at his face carefully in the moonlight. He saw that the man had a white jade-like face, two sword eyebrows flew into his temples, and his eyes were like stars in the sky. In his elegance, he was not without heroic spirit; in his handsomeness, he was not without suaves. But he was not Mo Yuxuan, who was it?

In ecstasy, Sikong Qiming didn't even think about why his second brother appeared here. He rushed into Mo Yuxuan's arms like a child and said incoherently: "Second brother, you are not dead! You are not dead! Just now, I thought you are dead! You are not dead! It's great! It's great!" As he said, he almost cried with joy. The care and worry in the voice were beyond words.

Seeing his third brother's happy look, Mo Yuxuan smiled and said, "The fortune teller said, I can live to my seventies. How could it be so easy to die?"

"How can fortune tellers say no count..." After a sentence, Sikong Qiming felt that it was inappropriate to say this, so he didn't continue.

Sisi jumped out of the cave and saw Mo Yixiao from afar. She seemed to be in danger of life. She put her heart back in her stomach. She knew what she was in love with, but she still passed by Yin Hongyi and went to Mo Yixiao. She pulled Mo Yixiao's hand and asked softly: "Brother Yixiao, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Mo Yixiao's face was originally very serious, afraid that Sisi would worry, so he smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I'm not hurt." Then he took Sisi into his arms, but a look of melancholy appeared in his eyes.

Silk in Mo Yixiao's arms, I couldn't see Mo Yixiao's expression. This melancholy look did not escape Yin Hongyi's eyes that followed. Yin Hongyi frowned slightly and turned to look at Mo Yuxuan kneeling on the ground. She often heard Sikong Qiming mention this second brother to her. Now that she saw the deity, she couldn't help but secretly admire her: What a gentle and handsome young man. Although she was not as ethereal as Brother Mo, she had a more bookish aura; although she was not as friendly and easy-going as Qiming, she had a more noble aura. Such innate noble and suave style is indeed beyond ordinary martial artists. She is worthy of being the son of Mo Yunfei who is famous all over the world.

Sikong Qiming's mood gradually calmed down, then turned his head to look at the new tomb behind him, looked at the expression of his elder brother Mo Yixiao, and finally looked back at Mo Yuxuan. He was stunned for a while before asking: "This is the secret place behind the God Killing Hall. Second brother, why are you here? Brother, what happened after you entered the God Killing Hall? Where is the leader of the God Killing Gang?"

Mo Yuxuan said lightly: "I am the leader of the God-killing Gang."

This sentence was like a mantra, which set everyone on the spot. Even Sisi stood there and said in a while, after a while, she was surprised: "This is impossible!" After saying four words, she couldn't continue to say it. Why was it impossible? She couldn't tell the reason, and she felt a mess in her heart and didn't know how to clear her thoughts.

Sikong Qiming couldn't believe his ears. If he said that his second brother Mo Yuxuan was the leader of the God-killing Gang; or if he lost all his martial arts, he was actually caused by his second brother's attack, and he wouldn't believe it even if he beat him to death.
Chapter completed!