Li Tu, who stood quietly on the Xiling Bridge, looked at the red-clothed congregants who quickly left, feeling a little stunned and couldn't help but think a little. .Who is the leader of the Moon Worship Sect? Why do you want to protect yourself? When I first came to this world, I didn¡¯t know many people at all, or not many people knew me. Li Tu filtered through all the people he knew, and found that he finally thought of that elegant young woman, Bai Fang. Moreover, the other party came to this world and met the most powerful person, a strong man in the third step. Perhaps, she had a close relationship with the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, which was why she allowed the people in the sect to protect her. At this time, Fan Shi, a strong man who had not yet left, looked at Li Tuzu carefully with a pair of copper eyes. He was thinking about why the leader wanted to protect a scholar and what kind of relationship the scholar had with the leader. . However, the leader asked him to protect the scholar, so he naturally wanted to protect his safety, so he asked: "Scholar, are you going somewhere?" "Not going for the time being." Li Tu shook his head and said interestingly He looked at the strong man, but he didn't point it out or tell the truth. Fan Shi said "Oh" and then left carrying the big ax weighing 180 kilograms. "The Moon Worship Sect" Li Tu thought for a moment, then shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He had just woken up from the bottom of the lake. He didn't know how long it took to reshape his eyes and condense his soul. What happened outside. After returning to the Mirror Pavilion with Qin in his arms, Su Xiaoxiao asked anxiously: "Sir, is it really solved?" Li Tu nodded, and suddenly found that the strong man Fan Shi was guarding Xiling Bridge. Outside, he seemed to be protecting himself secretly, and he couldn't help but shook his head again. ¡¡ Under the moonlight night, in the deep mountains and old forests, eight strong men in red clothes with cold faces were carrying a big red bridge and running at extremely fast speeds, like ghosts. Soon after, we stopped in front of a thatched house. A beautiful and enchanting woman wearing a gorgeous yet solemn red palace dress walked out of the Dahong Bridge. There was a faint evil charm in her eyes, and her red lips were as beautiful as blood. The vegetation here is vast, shaded by green trees, the valleys are quiet, and the streams are gurgling. You can also see the colorful mountain flowers and the wonderful waterfalls, as if you are in a green ocean, breathing the fresh air, making you relaxed and happy, in high spirits, and forgetting all the favors and disgrace. After the woman in the red palace clothes came down, she looked at everything in the room under the faint moonlight. Her blood-red lips curled up slightly, as if she had seen something interesting. "Hua Fu, the Holy Master is here, come and see him quickly!" A strong man in red shouted indifferently. The sound was like an explosion, causing the surrounding leaves to fall down. Dongfang Bai raised his hand slightly, and the eight strong men in red behind him quickly retreated, then opened the firewood door of the small courtyard, walked in, and waited quietly. But more than half an hour later, the thatched house was still quiet, and no one came out. At this time, it was already the zenith of the moon, and Dongfang Bai, who was dressed in a bright red palace robe sweeping the floor, looked even more evil under the brilliance of the moonlight. The corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, very enchanting. In his long red sleeves, he quietly held a small scimitar that was more than five inches tall. The small scimitar is very thin and curved, just like a small crescent moon. On it is a poem carved in ancient Chinese: The small building listens to the spring rain all night. The small scimitar without a handle was revealed in Dongfang Bai's hand. His eyes were quietly watching the poem with fascination, and he muttered softly: "The small building listened to the spring rain all night" The small scimitar was under the moonlight, A faint green halo appeared, looking very mysterious. Looking at the scimitar, the evil charm in Dongfang Bai's eyes became more intense, as if he was possessed by a demon. Then he moved his eyes away and looked at the thatched house quietly. The green glow of the small scimitar in his hand became more intense, like a circle of green light, which seemed about to be emitted. This small scimitar has no name, but it is the sacred weapon of the Moon Worship Cult. Every night when the moon is full, Dongfang Bai can unleash an unparalleled sword that can kill everything in the world. The green sword light was curved, and at first it looked like a crescent moon, but suddenly it turned into a flying rainbow, revealing a compelling murderous aura. This small scimitar does not look surprising at first sight, but once it is released on a full moon night, a strange aura will appear, which will dazzle and confuse people. It is said in the religion that the scimitar is the most precious treasure among demons, because it has a demonic surname. Whoever owns it will feel its demonic surname. Except those with great wisdom and wisdom, except those with the most affectionate and surnamed people. ??Among all the sect leaders in the past, there is no one who can issue that sword. But since the sword debate at West Lake, this small scimitar without a name has become the fastest sword in the eyes of the world! One knife has the power to shake the heavens and shatter the earth! With one strike, he beheaded Taoist Qingsong, who was the best in martial arts in the world; with another strike, he beheaded Elder Yiming of Nanshan Temple. In the past few months, this indestructible little scimitar has frightened and shocked the world. This is a small scimitar that frightens people all over the world. It still has no name and does not need a name. It has been rumored since ancient times that there is a supreme martial arts, magical and exquisite sword technique hidden in the small scimitar. Although this kind of sword technique can bring people endless power, it can also bring people ominousness and disaster. This kind of sword technique is definitely not available in the world, and the change and power of this sword technique are definitely not something that any mortal can dream of. Although this sword has no changes, it contains the essence of all changes in sword techniques. Because of this sword, the sword technique, position, time, strength, and speed used when taking action are all accurately calculated, so that all the power can be exerted to the limit. As soon as the small scimitar comes out, anyone who blocks it will die. The power of this sword is unparalleled. The secret of the small scimitar is engraved with "The small building listens to the spring rain all night". Dongfang Bai has already sent out this sword. The sword is divided in the center, making all the gods and ghosts sad. It is extremely powerful and powerful, and it is shocking. So, the whole world was in chaos. At this time, the thatched house finally opened, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties walked out. He was wearing a white coarse cloth robe. He looked quite handsome, but his eyebrows were slightly drooped, and a few words were exposed around his mouth. There are deep wrinkles, looking slightly aged and miserable. This person is none other than Hua Fu, a former leftist envoy of the Moon Worship Sect. His martial arts and status in the religion are second only to the leader Bai Tianhe. However, after the battle fifteen years ago, he retired to the mountains and forests. After Hua Fu came out, he quietly looked at Dongfang Bai, who was wearing a bright red palace robe. He remained silent and had an indifferent expression, as if his mind was far away and he was thinking about something. After a long time, he sighed and said: "I didn't expect that you could really use that sword" "Fifteen years ago, the Huazuo envoy was handsome, arrogant, arrogant, superb in martial arts, resourceful, and was a holy sect. He has made incomparable achievements" Dongfang Bai looked at Hua Fu quietly, and then said calmly: "Now, it's a pity" Although fifteen years have passed, Hua Fu, who is more than fifty years old, does not look old at all. As if he was in his early forties, he is still elegant and chic, but the ambition in his heart has gone. "Master Dongfang, I am no longer the Zuo Envoy." Hua Fu shook his head, said quietly, and then stood silently. "Now you are already." Dongfang Bai took two steps slightly and said calmly, his eyes still looking at the small scimitar in his hand that was tinged with blue. "It's not the case anymore Master Dongfang, please leave." Hua Fu was silent for a while and then said. "Today is the night of the full moon. On the night of the full moon, the sword in my hand can kill everything in the worldincluding you." Dongfang Bai said calmly, with very charming eyes. (To be continued.)