Shangguan Qianyu immediately took Ming Nineteen, re-walked the road that Yan Qingrui had walked at the beginning, and finally went to Nanyin Temple.

Then he saw Mrs. Jingchen again, however, the clues left by Yan Qingrui had already been taken, but the monks were kind-hearted, and Mrs. Jingchen led Shangguan Qianyu to the room where all the scriptures copied by Su Ruolan and told him that Yan Qingrui came for the clues in it.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at the room of scriptures, was stunned for a moment, and immediately began to look at it with a determined expression.

Master Jingchen retreated, leaving the entire room to Shangguan Qianyu.

Shangguan Qianyu spent half a day and most of the night before coming out of the house. He also had to rush to the early dynasty.

Looking at Shangguan Qianyu who was going out, Master Jingchen's expression was calm and kind: "Donor, can you get something?"

Shangguan Qianyu said: "Thank you for opening the door of convenience, Shangguan Qianyu is grateful!"

When he went back, Shangguan Qianyu had to hurry up, beat his horse and galloped, leaving Ming Nineteen far away.

Seeing the city gate from a distance, Shangguan Qianyu pursed his lips, pinched the horse's belly, and was about to rush over, when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and the strong wind revealed a fierce murderous aura and an unpleasant smell.

Shangguan Qianyu on horseback leaned back, flush with the saddle, and the strong wind almost touched the tip of Shangguan Qianyu's nose.

If he had reacted a little slower just now, he would have been cut into two at this moment.

It was a long whip, a long whip soaked in poison.

The whip is soft and long, and it is not easy to use the whip method well, so the people who make the whip are generally masters. Shangguan Qianyu dodged a blow, rolled over from the horse, and landed on the ground, and in the four directions of his southeast and north, there were four people, four people in black clothes and black scarves, black cloaks, and people who were even stronger than the silver-faced Langjun.

The four of them stood in four directions, like four mountains, and the heavy pressure was squeezing in the middle.

The one who forced Shangguan Qianyu to stop the long whip just now was the one standing in the east.

Shangguan Qianyu said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The masters in the capital, he has a rough idea in his heart, but these four people appear so strangely, as if they are waiting for him here, but they are very mysterious, hiding their heads and tails, Shangguan Qianyu really doesn't know their origins.

Of course, the four of them did not answer, only the man from the north spoke gloomily: "Hades will tell you!"

Is this to intercept him?

Shangguan Qianyu pulled out his short sword.

Four people have already attacked.

The moves of the four of them turned out to be complementary, sealing Shangguan Qianyu's retreat routes from the front and back, left and right, and the moves used were all vicious and hurtful.

Shangguan Qianyu's eyes condensed slightly, over the years, although the capital knew that Shangguan Qianyu was both civil and military, and his martial arts were strong, but no one knew how high it was, because he had never shown his hole cards.

But these four people obviously want to force out his hole cards.

These four alone are already masters, and the four of them shot together, and they formed a formation, the weapons were long and short, hard and soft, attacking, attacking and defending, advancing and retreating, and cooperating tacitly like a person.

Shangguan Qianyu's heart jumped out of a name like lightning: "The Four Demons of Burning the Waste?"

According to the Persona of the rivers and lakes, thirty years ago, four brothers with strong martial arts and vicious actions appeared in the rivers and lakes, known as the Four Demons of Burning the Wasteland.