"Yes, you see that when the business of our mountain villa is good, isn't it the time when the rivers and lakes are in turmoil? Many people died under the sword forged by our Zhuo Jian Villa. Zhuo Yifan said.

"That'...... This ......"

Zhuo Yi pointed to the blood-drinking sword in Zhuo Yifan's hand.

Zhuo Yifan looked helpless, "This blood-drinking sword is also a bad thing, I'm thinking about what to do with it?"

"Are you really willing to deal with it?"

"Willingly, as long as it doesn't cause disputes in the rivers and lakes, you can do anything. By the way, do you have any good suggestions?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yi thought about it, and was very serious.

After a while, he said: "If you really want to drink blood and the sword does not cause disputes between the rivers and lakes and the world, I think it is best to hand it over to the Bashan faction for safekeeping." You think, the Bashan faction is the savior, and there is no power to challenge them, besides, the head of He is kind-hearted, a kind and benevolent person, he will definitely take good care of it, and not let it harm the world again. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan felt the same, this blood-drinking sword was originally related to the Bashan faction, after all, it was tempered with the help of their Shennong Ding, and at the moment, it seemed that only He Qingfeng and the Bashan faction were the most competent to take care of it.

"Then do you really want to give the Blood Drinking Sword to Master He for safekeeping?" Zhuo Yi asked again.

"I originally wanted to give it to Brother Qingfeng for safekeeping, but Xiangyi has always been against it, so I didn't make up my mind, and I just heard you say this, I think what you said is very reasonable. Zhuo Yifan replied.

"Okay, when you give the Blood Drinking Sword to Master He for safekeeping, call me too, let me also witness this important moment, after all, the Blood Drinking Sword was cast by our Zhuo Jian Villa. ”

Hearing Zhuo Yi say "Our Zhuo Jian Villa" again, this made Zhuo Yifan feel that the two of them were back to the good old days, so he nodded to him.

"It seems that our Zhuo Jian Villa can only forge good swords, but it is difficult to hold, and holding it is a disaster. Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said.

Zhuo Yi smiled knowingly after hearing this, at the beginning, he cast the Vortex Huang Sword and gave it to Mu Liangsheng, and now this blood-drinking sword is going to be given to the Bashan faction, which is really the case.

"Now you and I will distribute the gold and silver treasures of our Zhuojian Villa to the poor people, so that I will feel more at ease. With that, Zhuo Yi pulled Zhuo Yifan and walked towards his room.

Later, he and the disciples of Bashan distributed the gold and silver treasures to the poor people under the mountain.

Looking at Zhuo Yi's benevolent appearance, Zhuo Yifan seemed to see his father Zhuo Song and uncle Zhuo Ran, they were the same back then, and now it is his turn to be like this.

Seeing that after the Shushan faction was destroyed, all the order returned to a normal state, and everyone became benevolent and kind, Zhuo Yifan's mood also softened a lot.

At this time, not only Zhuo Yifan was happy, but Lin Qingyi was also very happy. These days, she is sometimes happy, sometimes melancholy, and the death of her father Yang Yang Wu has given her a complex emotional experience, and she doesn't know how to behave in her family, which is normal.

And seeing He Qingfeng leading the Bashan faction to do good deeds and good deeds for this lonely earthly world, he happened to uphold the teachings of Master Luyang Zhenren, and continued to walk on the path that his old man had walked, although those who were helped before did not know the good deeds of the Bashan faction.

Lin Qingyi now also feels that it is legitimate and worthwhile for him to help the senior brother in charge deceive his father Yang Yangwu, so as to destroy the Shushan faction.

Yu Qingqiu was even happier, now there was no longer the threat of Xiangyi, seeing the three fires after the senior brother in charge extinguished the Shushan faction, her previous admiration for him was even higher, she felt that this was the great hero's doing.

Right now, she is enjoying the world's respect for the Bashan faction and the admiration for the senior brother in charge, which makes her extremely excited.

However, while everyone was feeling happy, one person was not so happy.

This person is Yu Menglian, Lin Qingyi's mother-in-law.

She watched He Qingfeng do the so-called good deeds with an expressionless face, and did not say anything, but focused all her attention on her daughter Lin Qingyi.

As a mother and daughter, although she has only gotten along recently, she still understands her daughter.

Although Lin Qingyi is very happy now, without the melancholy of the past, she knows that she will soon return to a state of melancholy and dazedness.

After all, Yang Yang Wu is her father, although there is no father-daughter relationship, but blood is thicker than water, and nothing can cut it off.

She didn't know how to enlighten her daughter and how to save her, because she thought that as time went by, her daughter would have a more and more different view of her father's death. She will even see her teaming up with He Qingfeng to deceive Yang Wu, as a mistake in her life.

As a result, the extreme pain in her daughter's heart will present an unstoppable eruption at that time, and the damage it will bring is immeasurable, both to the outside world and to herself.

Yu Menglian was worried, she didn't know how to deal with the current situation, everything was in her eyes, it was all dangerous, and it would explode at any time, but she couldn't say it, and there was no good solution.

This emotion was soon transmitted to Lin Qingyi, seeing that her mother was very thoughtful, and the appearance of the two ends of the first mouse, Lin Qingyi also began to fluctuate, and even returned to the state of her sad face.

This mood continued, and Lin Qingyi's good mood disappeared again.

She remembered the scene when her father Yang Yang Wu was killed, and then she began to be sullen again, and her face always looked unrelenting.

As a mother, Yu Menglian, of course, knew that she had emotional fluctuations because of Yang Wu's death, after all, he was still Lin Qingyi's father.

"Yi'er, don't feel sorry for Yang Wu, he is to blame, he is him, you are you. Yu Menglian said.

"Mother, I know. Lin Qingyi said in frustration.

"However, my mother can still see that you are a little concerned about his death. ”

Lin Qingyi's eyes showed doubts: "Mother, I don't want to do this either, but when I think of him as my father, I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable in my heart." I wanted to control myself, to control this thought, but it was really hard. ”

Yu Menglian hugged her daughter into her arms and gently comforted: "This may be called blood thicker than water, but he really doesn't deserve you to feel sorry for him, don't be embarrassed for yourself anymore." ”

Lin Qingyi nodded, and then looked into the distance with a puzzled expression.

Not far away, there was laughter and laughter everywhere, seeing that all the brothers and sisters were cheering, all of them were full of endless excitement, but she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Zhuo Yi and Zhuo Yifan distributed all the gold and silver treasures He Qingfeng gave him, and then returned to the Bashan faction, because Zhuo Yifan wanted to give the blood-drinking sword to He Qingfeng for safekeeping.

The two soon came to He Qingfeng's room.