Gu Changan and the others were hurriedly leaving, and when they heard it, they couldn't help but be shocked, suddenly paused, and quickly turned around.

"What else does the master have to arrange, just ask. Gu Changan raised his thick eyebrows, and he was serious.

"If you have nothing to do, you can practice more, and sharpening your guns in battle can also get twice the result with half the effort, and you will not talk to each other together, so as not to make trouble out of nothing. ”

Junyoko's gaze scanned the two sternly, as if she was reminding them intentionally or unintentionally.

"Obey the teacher's orders. ”

After hearing this, the two dared to slack off, and hurriedly hugged their fists to receive their lives.

Seeing Chun Yangzi waving his hand to leave, Gu Changan and the others breathed a sigh of relief and quickly walked towards the military tent.

Behind Junyoko, a guard dressed in black and tight armor appeared.

"How is it, Pure Yang Daoist, is there a problem with these two?" the black-armored secret guard asked in a deep voice.

The struggle in Chunyangzi's eyes flashed, and he shook his head and said, "There is nothing unusual for the time being." ”

Since receiving the general order that the dynasty's army came to jointly investigate the spies, Chunyangzi took the dynasty's secret guards hiding in the shadows to investigate and secretly visit all the way.

This time, a total of 127 disciples were dispatched to Sanqingguan, led by Chunyangzi.

He is a role model, so he naturally doesn't want any of his subordinates to be suspicious.

"How can you say this? This is a big matter, and it is a matter of victory or defeat, and the Taoist master cannot prevaricate in vain. There was a slight nervousness in the black guard's calm voice.

Chun Yangzi sighed lightly, and his majestic voice melted a lot of coldness: "These two disciples were all under my name three years ago. The fat guy is always with me, so he shouldn't be suspicious. And that thin man is withdrawn by nature, rarely interacts with people, but is just a mind to study Taoism, and now he suddenly has close contact with people, which is indeed a little strange. But it is not enough to prove that he is a foreign army spy, and it needs to be observed for a while. ”

For Chunyangzi, although Gu Changan and Fang Yan have different qualifications, they have their own merits.

One is his favorite disciple, and the other is his relatively heavy disciple, whose palms and backs are full of meat, and he has an inseparable feeling of cherishment.

"In that case, please rest assured that the Pure Yang Daoist Master. We will not jump to conclusions until we have found out the hard evidence. ”

......

"Brother, when will we be able to meet them. ”

The night sky shimmered with the limited light of the chain of stars, like the endless anticipation that flashed in the eyes of Baili Yingqiu.

The corners of Baili Hongsheng's mouth raised slightly, and he said loudly: "The big war is already imminent, will the meeting be far away?"

"That's right. ”

Baili Yingqiu smiled, raised his hands to support his round chin as white as jade, and was in a daze.

The Baili brothers and sisters sat on the grass outside the tent, adding a little warmth to the desolate night sky.

"Brother, when will we be home?"

A layer of mist appeared in the bright eyes of Baili Yingqiu, and the cool thoughts of "a piece of ice heart in the jade pot" rose and fell in the clear and pleasant voice.

Baili Hongsheng's eyes trembled, and his sword eyebrows sank slightly: "The troubled times are not peaceful, and you are wandering wherever you go." The world is stable, and wherever you go, you are going home. ”

Baili Yingqiu was well-behaved, and nodded lightly in understanding.

Even Rue Xiangying stood in the dark, and when she heard this scene, she nodded with satisfaction, and said in a moist voice:

"Look, they still have to investigate?"

In the darkness, there was still a black-clad and tightly armored secret guard, with knife-like facial features three-dimensional and cold.

"As you said, they have only recently entered the master's sect, and they are the target of strict investigation, and they cannot arbitrarily deny suspicion because of a few words. ”

Lian Yunxiang frowned slightly, and said in a moist voice: "Of course, then you have to worry a lot and take care of them for a few days." ”

"Master Ruexiang, we are all gathered here for the safety of the world, you must focus on the overall situation, and you can't make mistakes because of temporary shortcomings. The black-armored guard remained cold and unmoved.

A light and shadow floated on Lian Yun's perfumed eyes, and he said, "The strong man is serious. My apprentice, I naturally know that if you can't rest assured, you can come forward and interrogate. ”

"Before the suspect is confirmed, it is inconvenient for me to show up, and I hope that Master Rue Xiang will be considerate and bother you to take a trip. ”

The black-armored secret guard Lisuo stretched out an arm and made a gesture in the direction of the Baili brothers and sisters.

"No need to be polite. ”

As soon as Lian Yunxiang's words fell, she floated up lightly and swayed towards the two Baili brothers and sisters.

......

Moonlight was as clean as practice, caressing Jiang Fei's Ren Yuan's sword blade on his chest.

Between black and white, the grievances are clear.

"This sword is good, it fits your god form very well. ”

A soft voice sounded beside him, and a young man of medium stature and thin physique walked out of the night.

His face is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and his facial features are slightly pointed.

Jiang Fei looked sideways, and his eyes were indifferent.

This man's name is An Jian, and when he was practicing in Tianjian Mountain, Jiang Fei had a few simple interactions with him.

An Jianxiu is not bad, much earlier than Jiang Fei's entry, and the two of them have chatted about their views on kendo, and each time they have different opinions, and they don't agree with each other.

"After being together for a long time, it is naturally a little similar. Jiang Fei put Ren Yuanjian behind his back, and said with clear eyes.

An Jian grinned and said with interest: "Then do you know that it was the sword that affected you, or did you affect the sword?"

If according to Ye Lingfeng's sword dao, people and swords are close friends, and when they share suffering and glory, they can't talk about who affects whom.

But according to the way of the sword that Qingyu said, the sword is dispensable to people. It's more like a feeling of controlling animals and birds for your own use, taking them out when you need them, and putting them aside when you don't need them.

More often than not, it was the people who influenced the sword.

Jiang Fei's cultivation has always been to advance and retreat with the sword, and of course Ye Lingfeng's sword path is more suitable for him.

"There is no impact, only a tacit understanding of sharing weal and woe. Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, and he smiled indifferently.

An Jian grinned and said, "In this way, it is not by chance that your cultivation can progress rapidly. ”

Talking to An Jian, just like this, although you will not reach a common understanding, you will not collide with each other's opinions.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, and he said indifferently: "Did you bring your sword?"

"Of course. ”

An Jian said as he said that a clear streamer flashed from his sleeve, and the three-foot thin sword came out, swaying with a cold edge like frost.

Obviously, this is a soft sword, which has been wrapped under An Jian's sleeve.

"Your sword is quite special. ”

Jiang Fei saw the soft sword for the first time, and he couldn't help but have a surging interest in his heart, and looked at it a few more times.

"Under the sleeve blade, no matter how long or short, it is important to make the sword play its real role. ”

An Jian took advantage of the situation to slash the soft sword that was as soft as a bone twice, and looked at the wonderful shape of the snake like a spirit snake, and his face was full of gratifying smiles.

Jiang Fei looked relaxed and happy, this dexterous soft sword did have a unique charm, and asked in a trance:

"What do you think is the most important role of this sword?"

An Jian's face contained a smile, and he said coldly: "Restraint will only make your hands and feet restrained." Only by killing can the soul find a home. ”

Slaughter?

This soft sword is narrow and tricky, and it is hidden under the sleeve, and in the case of surprise, it can indeed be fatal with one blow.

However, if the first blow does not work, it will be difficult to end up with the opponent, and I am afraid that the sword will soon fall into a situation where it is unable to parry due to the weakness of the sword.

It seems that what An Jian said is not bad, if he uses this soft sword, if he doesn't kill with his sword, he will be killed.

In these turbulent times, perhaps the only way to save oneself is to kill the enemy and kill the evil.

Ye Lingfeng is right, everyone has their own kendo.

Jiang Feiqing's eyes flickered, and he said indifferently: "I am different from you, and my sword is used to cut through the grievances of right and wrong, and seek the true truth of the Great Dao." ”

"Oh?" An Jian smiled in surprise, obviously not expecting Jiang Fei's awareness of kendo to be so lofty: "You still have a long way to go, if you don't mind, I can give you something to encourage." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a dark mass of things from his bosom.

"What is this?"

Jiang Fei had never seen such a strange thing, so he couldn't help asking.

"This is the characteristic product of my native water town - the sonic horn. An Jian smiled slightly.

This dark, shiny horn-like object can be called a horn?

Jiang Fei looked at the dark lines on the horn of the sound wave, felt a little incredible in his heart, and asked suspiciously, "What can this horn be used for?"

"The sonic horn doesn't make a sound when it blows, but it emits a wonderful sound wave that delivers the message to where you want to go and bring it back there. The smile on An Jian's face grew thicker and thicker, reflecting looming fluctuations in the night sky.

"Really?"

Jiang Fei still felt unbelievable, if he could really convey where he wanted to go, he would really want to see where Murong Feiqing was.

An Jian's expression perked up and said, "It's true! If you don't believe it, you can try." ”

When Jiang Fei was hesitating, a hand had already reached over unconsciously, grabbing the sonic horn handed out by An Jian.

The cool feeling instantly penetrated his whole body, Jiang Feiqing's eyes were shocked, and he only felt that the spiritual platform was faintly empty.

The sonic horn is no bigger than a fist, and it is just right in the hand.

Jiang Fei looked at the finely polished round mouth at one end, and his eyes were slightly distracted in a trance.

An Jian chuckled lightly and said, "Why are you stunned? Blow it up and feel it." ”

If it was before, Jiang Fei would never have any interest in this strange thing, let alone try it.

But now, after several years of drastic changes, Jiang Fei doesn't know how much he wants to see the Qingwan girl he misses day and night again.

As if the ghost was a god, Jiang Fei had already put the sonic horn to his mouth and encouraged his cheeks to blow.