As the night deepened, the evening market began to close its stalls, Cao Zijun dragged his exhaustion back to the inn, knocked on Feng Jiu's door, and got no response, so he walked back to his room, poured a glass of water and drank it. Sitting in his chair, he frowned heavily.

If Yan Li died in the sword court's internal fighting, would the Tibetan Sword Peak still be able to continue? He sighed in his heart. He knew that Guan Shanhai might not want Yan Li to die, but the situation in the door was very complicated, there was an undercurrent aimed at Zangjian Peak, and even many of the foreshadowing for the previous capture of Tianzhu Peak were mostly done by them, and the two brothers of the Xu family were just their pawns.

The rule set by the old man who hid the sword of the patriarch: fate comes naturally. At its peak, there were naturally a large number of geniuses who came to worship, but as time went by, the Sword Court was divided into seven veins, among which the method of Tianjian Peak was obviously superior to the original method, and the weakness of "Tibetan Sword Record" was gradually known to the public.

The peak master proved to the world that the weakness of the "Hidden Sword Record" may not be irreparable, but he died too early and too unexpectedly, and the Hidden Sword Peak declined and became a dispensable existence in the Sword Court. Will it eventually be completely buried?

Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound, interrupting Cao Zijun's thoughts, he frowned to see, it was the night wind blowing the window, he walked over and was about to close, but from the crack in the window saw a team of heavily armed flying dragon guards running over, and heard a flying dragon guard scolding a stall owner who was late in the distance: "Pengtang and Shenbing Hall have been destroyed, and they are still selling and selling here, selling your dead head, and collecting it quickly, otherwise don't blame us if you die!"

"Pengtang, Shenbing Hall, what are those?" He was worried about the matter of Hidden Sword Peak, which was already the limit, how could he have spare time to investigate the composition of the forces in Longling City. "What's the matter with these guards, and they also directly said the tragedy of destroying the door to the outside world, not afraid of causing panic in the whole city? It seems that the prosperity of this city is only on the surface, and it will not last long. ”

Wait! Who will go on a killing spree in Longling City? Could it be that Yan is leaving?

Thinking of this possibility, he hurriedly rolled onto the roof, shuttling through the night like a civet, following in the footsteps of the team of Wyvern Guards, and probing out his divine sense, and all the conversations were listened to by him word for word.

"Hey, it's really unlucky, the army was gathered in the middle of the night, I was worth tonight, and I can go back to my hometown at dawn, who knows what variables will be there if there is such a delay, my wife and children, still waiting for me to go back!"

"What are you, at most it's just a delay, my newly bought concubine and I were kicked through the door by the captain at a critical moment, and I was so scared that I almost shrunk my ......"

"You're nothing, I'm the unluckiest!"

"How?"

"I pressed a shop, opened a leopard, and even confiscated the money, so I was dragged over. Those grandsons were determined to rely on my account, and a few hundred taels were gone...... My Heavenly Stone!"

"Oh,

If you want me to say, the most unlucky ones are still Pengtang and Shenbing Hall, and they were destroyed like this. By the way, do you know who did it?"

"Are you new here, you don't know yet, didn't the captain pass the news, saying that it was Yan Shifang's hand, but it is said that the city lord used a trick to use his strength to drive the tiger and devour the wolf, and let those who came from the Sword Court deal with it. ”

"Damn Jiang Mingcheng!"

Several Wyvern guards suddenly felt the strangeness of their voices, and they all turned their heads to look, only to see a man in his fifties walking side by side with them at some point, and he was asking questions, and his face changed all at once. "Who are you!" followed by a "crackling" sound of armor crashing, and dozens of Wyvern guards surrounded them, staring at the uninvited guests.

Cao Zijun leaned against the gate of a private house, put one hand behind him, and glanced around lightly: "As the security army of the human world, your reaction is very good, and you all have a bloody killing aura on your body, it seems that it is not an ordinary wine bag and rice bag." ”

"He must be Yan Shifang's accomplice, who came to spy on the military situation and kill him!" The first flying dragon guard shouted, drew his sword and slashed at it.

In the midst of the shouting, at the same time, ten knives slashed at Cao Zijun's vital body.

Cao Zijun pointed at the sword with one hand, stomped his feet slightly, the invisible aura opened, those knives fell down, as if falling on cotton, and there was no force at all, when the owner of the knife was surprised, he suddenly felt a rapid force rebound back.

Bang bang!

A dozen Wyvern guards and their captains screamed and flew away, falling to the other side of the street, and the remaining few took a few steps back in shock.

"I'll ask, you guys will answer, where is Yan Shifang now?"

"It is said that after passing the Tiger Gate, we have entered Tongchi Street!"

Cao Zijun spent most of the night walking most of the city, and probably knew the location of Humen. Getting the answer he wanted, he immediately left the Wyvern Guard and rushed towards the Tiger Gate. But he stopped halfway through, thinking in his heart: There are Lei Yan and Xu Longxiang in the lower realm of the Lei Ministry, as well as the complete 'Twelve Yuanchen', they may not take me as an elder in their eyes, and they still have to find Xiao Jiu.

Thinking of this, he took out a sword talisman from his bosom and injected his true qi, and the sword talisman immediately flew towards one place.

The birth of the sword talisman was inspired by the flea talisman. It is also a male and female pair, before use, it must be dripped into the blood, crush one of them, and the other will heat up and flash, and as long as it is more than five miles, inject true qi, it will go to find its owner, which is very convenient.

Cao Zijun and Feng Jiu left each other sword talismans with their blood breath to prevent them from being separated at a critical moment. This is where it comes in handy.

The sword talisman soon arrived at a wine shop.

Cao Zijun walked into the wine shop and saw Feng Jiu drinking there, so he was very anxious and said, "Xiao Jiu, why are you still in the mood at this time."

Drink, I'll just say why aren't you in the inn! Hurry up and come with me, I found Yan Li, and I'm fighting with Lei Bu!" As he spoke, he saw that there was an extraordinarily delicate girl leaning on Feng Jiu, breathing evenly, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the dim light, which made people look at it, and they couldn't help but want to hug her into her arms and take care of it.

"What!" When Feng Jiu heard this, the alcohol was completely gone, and he couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being confused, and he actually forgot everything about business. He stood up and was about to leave, but he forgot that there was a Yue'er beside him, seeing that Yue'er lost her lean and fell on the bench, if this little head was knocked on it, he had to knock out a bag. He subconsciously wanted to help, but suddenly he thought of something, and his outstretched hand retracted.

Bang!

Yue'er's little head really hit the bench.

"Let's go. Feng Jiu saw that he didn't fall to the ground, so he didn't care anymore and walked out of the wine shop.

Cao Zijun had no time to ask Yue'er's identity, so he hurriedly followed out.

As soon as the two left, the liquor store was quiet. The shopkeeper's thief walked over like a treasure, looking at the golden ticket left by Feng Jiu on the table like a treasure, his eyes lit up: "Rich, rich, it's actually the golden ticket of Lianhai Qianzhuang, this is a hundred soul stones!" He was about to reach out to take it, but he was unexpectedly snatched by a green white and tender little hand, he was angry and wanted to grab it, and saw the owner of the little hand in his arms as if nothing happened.

"Guest, guest officer, this, wine money ......" The shopkeeper wanted to cry without tears.

"What kind of wine money, I didn't drink your wine, it was that bastard who drank it, you go to him and ask for it!" Yue'er had never been so angry. She was not only angry, but also quite annoyed. Before coming, the idea was to wait for the opportunity to bury the soul line in Feng Jiu's body and control him to deal with Yan Li, but he didn't expect this wine to be so unpalatable, and he got drunk directly after two bowls of stomach. She woke up as early as when the sword talisman flew in, and after dispelling the drunkenness with her luck, she heard the news she wanted to hear the most. She didn't act rashly, but she didn't expect Feng Jiu to be so incomprehensible, not only did she let her cute little head slam on the bench, but she was not worried about whether her delicate little beauty would be taken advantage of by the scheming villain, so she was so angry that she was thrown in the wine shop.

"Yan Li, dog thief, your time of death has arrived!" she transferred all her anger to Yan Li, stood up and chased after her.

The shopkeeper hurriedly shouted: "Guest officer, girl, small business, wine money, wine money, pay for wine money......"

Yue'er walked to the door, suddenly turned around, and said with a smile: "You remember that it is the Sword God Feng Jiu who owes you money for wine, he drank overlord wine from you, and you will say this when you meet people in the future, if you dare to be disobedient, I will turn you into a puppet and feed it to Xiao Meimei." ”

The Charm popped up from the ground at the right time and roared at the shopkeeper, splashing saliva everywhere.

The shopkeeper turned pale with fright, and sat down on the ground, his head blank. By the time he came to his senses, the doorway was empty.