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Under the sunlight, everything seemed to be full of life; almost every face, bathed in the sunlight, seemed particularly bright and intimate. The sun is the most wonderful of all things, it gives the earth irreplaceable light and warmth, expel man's darkness and cold, but who can drive away the darkness and cold in the human heart?

"We are from the same sect, do we really have to die?" Muyi's words seemed as if he couldn't bear it any longer.

"Don't say anything else." "Yes." Zhong Ming Chen was slightly impatient. The more I talk, the more these dog shit heard, I'm afraid my ears won't be clear after I die. "

Zhong Ming Chen clearly didn't want to talk about the matters of the past. However, this proved that there was an extraordinary grudge between the two of them. It wasn't that Zhong Ming Chen was jealous of Muyi's fame before him. If Zhong Ming Chen really cared about the reputation of the martial arts world, he would not have changed his name in the Lu family and become a mere hanger-on for more than ten years. It looked like the grudge between the two of them would be completely sealed within their memories.

Muyi and Zhong Shaochen didn't say anything else and began to fight with each other. The two of them did not use weapons, but their movements were much more dangerous than those who used swords and sabers just now. Ye Chanhan watched as the two continued to fight with reverence in his heart. Muyi had one thing in common with Zhong Jingchen's martial arts: speed. As the two of them fought head on, their moves were nearly the same. In fact, it was hard to tell who was the faster one. The onlookers could only see two figures moving in front of them. Their eyes were covered by a thin veil and they couldn't distinguish their martial arts moves. Naturally, they couldn't see clearly who was on the winning side and who was on the losing side.

Although Ye Wen's martial arts were slightly weaker than the two of them, his power had increased by leaps and bounds ever since he had been taught by Ling Mumei. A person's physical strength would affect the improvement of their internal energy, which in turn would improve the person's physical strength to a certain extent. After the baptism from Ling Mumei's technique, Ye Mo's vision had also improved a bit. No matter how fast Muzhi and Zhong Xiaochen were, Ye Mo was still able to clearly see their moves. The principle behind their actions was the same as the old man, who was over a hundred years old, but still had the same hearing and vision as a young man. Normally, when a person was a hundred years old, even if their spirit was strong and healthy, their hearing and sight would still decrease. From this, one could see the great changes that inner force had made to a person.

Zhong Ming Chen's punches became faster and faster, and Muyi's fists also collided with his own. The fists became more and more vague and their bodies gradually began to emit traces of white Qi. It turned out that while the two of them were competing, their inner force had also increased. Although Zhong Ming Chen and Mu Yizhi's inner force were not weak, it was far inferior to Chen Shaochong and Chi Feng's. Therefore, the battle between the two of them was not as breathtaking as the life and death duel between Chi Feng and Chen Shaochong. However, since the two of them possessed similar skills and were both in the same sect, and knew a lot about each other's techniques and techniques, and were extremely fast as well, Ye Wen had gained a lot of insights regarding the details of their martial arts and how to deal with the enemy.

Muyi's body leapt up, his fists crisscrossing each other as he indiscriminately attacked from left to right. His fists were grand and imposing like a fierce tiger descending the mountain. This was the first time that he took the initiative to attack Zhong Shaochen. In Muyi's heart, the Zhong Ming Chen in front of him was his junior-apprentice brother before he became his opponent. Not attacking for an hour was a form of kindness towards his juniors. Muyi's counterattack did not cause Zhong Mingchen to panic. He was forced five steps back, his palms shooting forth to collide with Muyi's fists. Both of their bodies slightly swayed. Soon after, the two of them rose into the air under the thin layer of white air surrounding them and leapt four to five Zhang. Ye Mo Han hastily retreated to the side of the roof. Fortunately, the two were fighting with all their might and everyone's eyes were trembling. No one noticed that there were still two people on the roof.

When Ye Mo Han and Dong Fang Rui stuck their heads out again, the situation had changed greatly. The pair of Eyebrow Thorns on Zhong Ming's waist had pierced into Muyi's chest and into Muyi's stomach. The two Emei Thorns had pierced through more than half of his body, and Muyi's face was stiff and twisted. Tang Tian Yuan and the people behind him all had puzzled expressions on their faces. Even Zhong Ming Chen was standing in front of Muyi. Muyi opened his mouth and mumbled something. His voice was so soft that only Zhong Mingchen could hear it clearly. Perhaps Muyi was trying to recall the friendship between the two juniors before he died. But who knew, this was just like the grudges between them. From the expressions on everyone's faces, it wasn't hard to infer that Muyi had done this. Perhaps it was him who had stabbed the pair of Emei Thorns into his own body. This was exactly the same as he had said to Tang Tian Yuan earlier that he wouldn't be able to kill Zhong Shaochen. Muyi had died once. He had a strong desire to live, but he was determined to die. He had even personally ended his own life. This required courage and courage.

Muyi finally closed his eyes and fell to his knees in front of Zhong Shaochen. Zhong Xiaochen burst out in laughter, which was filled with sorrow and sorrow. He turned around and said to Lu Zibai's mother, "Madam, this is the only thing I can do for the Lu family."

Lu Zibai's mother nodded her head with some seriousness. "Heroic Assassin Zhong, I will never forget what you did for the Lu Family today."

"You have to live for thirteen more years, and appearing before me will only deepen the hatred between us. You actually killed me and committed suicide, do you think that you can eliminate the hatred from before?" Zhong Ming Chen turned around and stared at Muyi who was kneeling down. After a long time, Zhong Xiaochen pulled out the Emei thorn from Muyi's chest and forcefully stabbed it into the top of his head. Zhong Shaochen stood proudly in front of Muyi even after he had died. He had a malevolent smile on his face, as if he were both satisfied and at peace with Muyi's kneeling state.

Muyi had tried to kill himself in order to obtain Zhong Ming Chen's forgiveness, but he would never have imagined that even if he killed himself, he would still do it in a way that made it clear that he would not forgive Muyi. Whether or not Zhong Shaochen committed suicide, Muyi would not be able to see it. But he would rather die than live in a world where Muyi had already atoned for his sins. What had caused such an unforgivable enmity between fellow disciples of the same sect, no one would know. All of this would end with the two of them dying together.

After Muyi and Zhong Shaochen had died, there was complete silence. Even Tang Tian Yuan's mouth was wide open as he looked on with wide eyes at the two people who had died in this bizarre manner. Tang Tian Yuan originally thought that Muyi's death would put him at a disadvantage, but seeing that Zhong Ming Chen had suddenly committed suicide, he felt a lot more at ease. As for Muyi's death, he didn't care at all. Muyi and Zhong Mingchen's deaths were bound to cause many speculations, but these speculations would ultimately be very brief. After today, there might not be any more. Everyone had always been good at forgetting. Ye Mo Han looked at the two kneeling on the ground, his heart was filled with mixed feelings. Was there really some resentment that could not be ended with the death of his enemy?

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