The magnificently palace lanterns, the pavilions and pavilions are exquisite and exquisite, Taoguang has been obscure for a long time, and the Confucian dragon head decorated with pearls and emeralds is decorated with pearls and emeralds, and after listening to Chu Junyi's eyes, he thought, and ordered: "Feng'er, take the evil knife and hand it to the godmother."

"Yes."

After Mu Xianfeng retreated, Shulou Longsu looked at the visitors, and said pointedly: "Night Rebirth has sent people to attack the door to tempt, and an evil knife may be difficult to punish."

"Hand over the Evil Knife to reassure each other."

Reassuring each other, "each other" refers to something worth considering...... Shulou Longsu said affectionately: "Oh, the public court has a way to deal with the evil of blood corruption?"

Chu Junyi paused, shook his head and responded: "There is no public court, but there is a Confucian sect.

"There is no ...... in the public court Oh, such an answer is indescribable." The purple dragon fan half covers the dragon's face, and the sparse building dragon house seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"Just as the dragon head thought." Chu Junyi's face did not change color.

Shulou Longsu asked again: "The Buddha sword?"

"Master Buddha Sword is willing to admit his guilt, and he has not refuted it with a word.

Since the head of the court is Zhao Muzun, he should have made an in-depth understanding of the personalities of each person before inviting the four sects to order them.

Although the original hometown of the Heavenly Buddha has not been visible to the world recently, Chu Junyi does not know what kind of person the new Shi Du Ling will be.

Chu Junyi pondered and said: "I will continue to follow up on this matter, and there is no need to worry about it for the time being.

"Please tell Zhao Muzun that this is my condition for handing over the Evil Sword."

"Well, that's better."

Rather than waiting for the night to be reborn and ready to come to the door, it is better to use the power of the public court to eliminate this evil.

When Shulou Longsu and Chu Junyi reached an agreement, Mu Xianfeng also took the evil knife from the treasure and respectfully placed it on the stone table.

"Don't send it."

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There are always some people in the world who are cold by nature and are destined to have no true feelings......

Compared with the inexplicable depression after the death of the knife plague, for Jia Minggong's bad news, there is not much sadness, and he only feels embarrassed and angry when he loses face.

On this day, while thinking about how to get back face, while thinking about how to go to find joy today, I can't help but subconsciously wander around, and unconsciously come to the bookstore where I often hang out on weekdays.

A pair of peach blossom eyes swept the bookstall at will, hated to brush the book cover with his fingers, and kept talking: ""Drunken Flower Yin", "Pillow Notes", "Huan Yu Night Play", "Dong Tianle"...... Well, the serialized "Yan Travel", Tanglin does not laugh at the latest masterpiece, Feng Dao, pay."

"Young master, the master has not passed the first seven, you ......"

"Huh?"

"Yes, yes."

Seeing that he hated and seemed to be angry, he hit a trembling knife, hurriedly handed over the silver money to the bookstore owner, took "Yan Travel" and followed behind the young master, and he didn't dare to come out.

Xu felt a little harsh, and said with a sigh of relief: "Father's revenge, I will naturally avenge it, but Wen Renran's life and death are unknown now, even if I have already practiced the sword confluence, who can I find for revenge?"

"What is the young master going to do?"

"The gold and silver left by my father are more than enough to buy the life of his family."

Looking at the book in his hand, he walked and talked with Feng Dao without any scruples, and he didn't see Lu Dun colliding with the oncoming person, raised his slightly feminine eyebrows, stared at the person who fell, and said with great displeasure: "Aren't you walking for a long time?"

"Ahem, ahem......"

The heavy coughing sound attracted the eyes of hate, but I saw a clean beige dark coat standing in front of him.

As if he had finally taken a breath, the young man seemed to think of something, and he didn't care much about the anger that made him aside, so he hurriedly put a few volumes into his arms, and then took out a square towel to wipe the blood off his mouth, and took a breath before he replied impatiently: "I don't look at the road, but I also have the face to reprimand others?"

"Friend, I advise you not to make trouble."

"Don't climb the friendship, Feng Yin Immortal doesn't want to be mistaken for a disciple." Pursing his lips and looking sideways at the bookstall a few steps away, the person who called himself the Wind Hidden Immortal suddenly realized.

He sneered: "Young master, I am really romantic, and your kind of hypocrisy is the most disgusting."

"Fuck your fart! I only watch "Wind and Moon Treasures", which is countless grades higher than you, how can I be innocent of bad people for no reason!"

Feng Yin Immortal said disdainfully: "In broad daylight, I don't know who else is talking about desire just now.

"Looks like I'm finding fault." He sneered and stretched out his right hand to the side: "Serve the knife, serve the knife!"

"Jianghu warriors bullying seriously ill patients is really the trend of the world."

Wind Hidden Immortal. [,!] shook his head, coughing and said, "I'll teach you a lesson, but you'll have to pay the doctor later."

"Including the funeral expenses, Ben Dashao will pay for you together."

I was depressed for days, and I wanted to vent my hatred for a long time, so the left sword and the right sword followed: "Sword wind and sword flow."

If you don't dissolve the sword, you can't save the sword, and you can't help the sword.

Like a drunken jade, staggering and dodging in a hurry, although Feng Yinxian's body was chaotic, he still seemed to have more strength, and said with a smile: "This trick was taught to you by your father?"

"If you talk too much at this moment, it's hard to survive!"

"No, I think this trick is too much, maybe your father didn't even use it himself, and he was bombed by the enemy and died, woohoo!"

The trick is about to be exhausted, but it has not hurt the corners of its clothes.Feng Yinxian seems to have a seizure, and as soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and landed on the ground with a mouthful of bright red.

But the deliberate ridicule, listening to the hatred at this moment is particularly ironic in the ear.

The second move, the sword is exhausted, there is no way to dodge.Although it was avoided as if it was a coincidence, Feng Yinxian was still torn off a corner of his clothes, but his pale face still stubbornly sneered: "I forgot to remind you before.Feng Mou's luck has always been very good, and people send 'facing the south and twilight' as the number.As long as someone has malice towards me, few can come to me normally."

Facing south and twilight north, everything is smooth, of course, it is impossible...... As if God was deliberately playing, the luck of the person who claimed to be broken in the "wind" was suddenly exhausted.

At the critical moment, I saw the blue water and cold light entering through the gap, and the shadow of the black kite flower broke the sword qi in a flash.

"It's you?!"

The enemy is very red when they meet!

Although, Twilight Qiuyun didn't hate this person in her mind at all...... I finally remembered Wen Renran's previous order, and I recognized the two words that I hated to hold back: "Stay alive?"

The battle between personal life and will, which is more important, hateful and unfathomable, can also distinguish clearly, understand that the opponent can be unfathomable, hate not to meet the handsome face and expression of the sudden change, a trick to lead people to avoid.

Twilight Qiuyun was about to chase and cut the grass and eradicate the roots, when she suddenly heard Qingling's helpless voice behind her: "Girl, have you forgotten what your godmother said?"

"Huh?" The girl in white immediately stopped, and her blue eyes stared at the Feng Yin Immortal for a moment.

And without the defeat of others, Feng Yinxian's temperament quickly changed from frivolous to indifferent, and he took out a few volumes of books that had been put into his arms with a smile, and handed them to the other party: "Strange flowers are not on the table, it is enough to increase knowledge...... By the way, my godmother has another explanation, let me accompany the full range of Xiaoxiang, I have humble martial arts, and I have to be protected by Miss Lao."

His eyes were half-narrowed into an arc moon, and Twilight Qiuyun nodded heavily: "Definitely."

"Oh, take the Qingsheng Xunxian wine and try the south and twilight north wind again.

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