Seeing that this group of Qishan disciples who had been contaminated with the violent habits of the shogunate monks, Dong Xicheng didn't dare to say much, so he had to retreat aside. Faced with the unknown fate of himself and Dongjiao Mansion, Dong Xicheng's face became thick again.

Hua Wuxian wandered alone in a wine shop in Ning Chongcheng.

Hua Wu fell on the table with tears, and after drinking a pot of red jujube stuff, his originally bloodless face was a little more dizzy, his eyes were confused, and his full lips were even more attractive after being stained with wine.

Shaking the empty bottle, he muttered, "Bring me another jug of wine." ”

The shopkeeper has experienced a lot of such occasions, and at first glance, it is which female monk was dumped by others. At other times, there will be people who will deliberately come over and laugh for a while with a tearless joke. But now, Yongtong City has just been broken, and these monks who are staying in Ning Chongcheng are naturally apprehensive. The shopkeeper changed a pot of wine for Hua Wuxian again, and stood by the counter listening to the monks in the shop discuss.

"I said, those families are really not a thing! Especially the shogunate, you see, before the release of the Jiei Order, we all went to a lot of people. But how much did you see it back? It didn't turn out that the demon clan had come in all the way. The middle-aged man with big branches and leaves said loudly.

"Hmph, so you don't know yet, I heard that the shogunate is clearly a fake celestial master. That Jiying Order is completely a trick thing. Now that I have a counter-curtain order, I see that the demon clan has not yet come in, and our human race itself has already started fighting. A sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked monk replied with a look of disdain on his face, a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth slightly upturned, and a cold and grim gaze stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. It seems that this person will always have some secrets hidden in his heart.

"Oh, this fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this! And what is that anti-curtain order?" A monk wearing a dark yellow robe, with a stone blue treasure pattern gold belt tied around his waist, with sideburns like clouds, with a pair of tiger eyes, and a tall figure, looking dignified, suddenly got up and asked the sharp-mouthed monk.

"Don't you know the anti-curtain order, King Wu of Zhou in Lock-Sun City has single-handedly unified the entire Lock-Sun City and the major forces, and even the surrounding impermanence villages have all absorbed the Lock-Sun City. Then the Locked Sun City issued this 'anti-curtain order', which said that the curtain Xiaoer was a pseudo of cultivating the blood sacrifice method, and the one they locked the Sun City was the truth. The monk glanced at the questioner a few times, and then said nonchalantly.

"So, what is that truth called?" the man asked, breaking the casserole with a coveted look on his face.

"Well, I think about it, it seems to be called Fang What, Fang Ye is it. What else do you say that within a radius, the fire is blooming. However, whether it is a false image or the truth, what does it matter to us monks who have no power and no strength. ”

After saying that, the entire wine shop fell into silence. Even the shopkeeper was thinking about what the man had just said.

At this time, a drunken whirring sound sounded, like a stone falling into the surface of the lake, breaking the quiet silence.

"Wine ...... Where's the wine?"

Only then did the shopkeeper react that the girl who was drinking alone had already drunk all the wine, so she hurriedly went to drink.

"But I still think it's good to get the name of the shogunate. Xiao Er, quickly serve me another plate of roast mutton. Say yes. The sharp-mouthed cultivator's eyes narrowed into a slit at the corners of his mouth, looked at Hua Wuxi, and then said.

"Hahahaha. The monks laughed at once.

"Gotcha!" The shopkeeper was snorting in the back, and when he heard that the cultivator was mocking, he also responded cheerfully.

The whole store is filled with a brisk atmosphere.

At this moment, a murderous aura suddenly surrounded the entire wine shop.

The monks put down their chopsticks and wine glasses one after another, and moved their hands to their weapons, ready to strike at any time.

Hua Wu, who was still in a daze, lifted the wine table and threw it towards the door.

All of a sudden, the jugs and bowls made of ceramics shattered to the ground.

Seeing that the wooden table wrapped in the aura of flowers without tears flew towards him like a big mountain, that Qishan disciple did not dodge or dodge, raised his arm and smashed the wooden table with a punch.

"Drink!"

Hua Wuxian let out a tearful sigh, and quickly took strange steps forward, and she approached the Qishan disciple through the broken gap in the wine table.

Although the others in the wine shop were surprised, they also watched quietly and did not make a move.

The blade glowing with black light fell from his head, and the Qishan disciple slowly raised his left hand and grabbed Hua Wutear's wrist impartially.

"Senior sister, a killer like you as soon as we meet is really a traitor to our Qishan. If it weren't for Senior Brother's order to capture you alive, maybe I would have decided to kill you immediately and clear the portal for our Qishan. I don't know why Shizun brought an ungrateful guy like you back to Qishan in the first place. ”

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Sikong will definitely not do this!Then who is the senior brother you are talking about?" Hua Wuxian turned his wrist, and the blade was aimed at the man's left hand to force the other party to let go. With his right foot on the ground, a backflip immediately flashed to the side, and he said in a half-crouch.

There was a lot of alcohol as he spoke.

"Hmph, that's right, even if you know that you are a traitor, that guy Sikong Boming will definitely continue to shield you, after all, as a disciple of Qishan, it is also his privilege for you to be able to act so specially. It's a pity that Sikong Boming has been torn to pieces by the demon clan in Yongtong City, and now our senior brother is Pei Hongjun. Smelling this disgusting smell of alcohol, the man frowned and sneered as he looked at the depraved flower without tears.

"In that case, I can't be taken away by you. A trace of reluctance flashed in Hua Wutear's eyes, and some helplessness ignited his fighting spirit.

All of a sudden, the silver light flashed, and Hua Wutear immediately launched a fierce attack with a dagger in his hand. Her continuous attacks were so fast that ordinary people couldn't see clearly, leaving only a lightning-like afterimage in her eyes, but every move was easily blocked by the other party.

Hua Wuxian who was holding a dagger was no match for the Qishan disciple who was holding that long sword at all.

A disciple like Hua Wuxian who was called an "assassin" by Qishan would be difficult to win in a frontal battle in the hands of such an offensive and defensive sword cultivator.

The Qishan disciple, who was defending with an earth-level spirit sword, said coldly while defending: "Originally, I thought that the 'Burial Flower Ruthless' Hua Wuxi, known as one of the three major assassins of Qishan, needed many of our disciples to catch it, but I didn't expect that I only needed to be alone. ”

Hua Wuxian was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was once famous for being "ruthless" in Qishan, and was forced to fly out upside down by a sword qi without paying attention.

There was a phrase in the previous chapter that Shadow Falcon said incompletely, which has now been revised. If necessary, you can take another look.

(End of chapter)