Spike!

A powerhouse of the Transformation Yuan Realm, who was comparable to the Nine Great Peak Masters of the Xuanbing Palace, was actually killed by a single shot under the red fire and golden wind!

Ye Xuan was so shocked that her mouth grew up, and she said in a trembling voice: "Gong...... Childe, when did you become so powerful?"

Han Xiao was also a little dumbfounded, the power of this Red Fire Golden Wind Gun was really a little outrageous. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No!no!no!" The shopkeeper Hu was stunned, and roared like crazy, watching his body burned out by the flames released by the red fire golden wind, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

Han Xiao hugged the weak Feng Xueqing with his left hand, stared at the shopkeeper Hu, and said coldly: "Heaven is evil, it is still against it, and if you do it yourself, you can't live!"

The purpose of this shopkeeper is to refine them into a red fire golden wind spear, who knows that as soon as this peerless divine soldier is born, the first thing it will be stained with is his own blood.

"Hahaha......" The body of the shopkeeper Hu burned smaller and smaller under the red fire and golden wind, and gradually only one head remained, and his gaze gradually calmed down.

"Right...... No...... Rise. ”

At the last moment of his life, he repented, looked at Feng Xueqing, and after saying these three words, his head was completely burned.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

Han Xiao took a deep breath, inserted the red fire golden wind on the ground, and immediately took out a piece of clothing from the Qiankun bag, covered Feng Xueqing's delicate body, looked down at Feng Xueqing, and said softly: "Boss, is this the answer you want?"

"I ...... I do not know. Feng Xueqing's delicate body trembled violently, lying in Han Xiao's arms, crying bitterly.

Han Xiao was a little helpless, and glanced at Ye Xuan.

Although the girl was a little apprehensive in her heart, Feng Xueqing was indeed sympathetic, and now she needed a shoulder.

……

The dawn breaks, and the east spits white.

Outside the Red Dragon Valley.

When I went, there were three people, and when I returned, there were also three people. It's just that in Han Xiao's hand, there is an extra red-gold spear.

In the tea pot outside the valley, two corpses were poured.

This is the fake son and fake wife of the shopkeeper Hu, perhaps because he had a premonition that the red fire and golden wind would be born, and there was no need to continue to stay in the future, so he killed them all.

"Childe. Ye Xuan turned her head to think about Han Xiao, pursed her lips, and stopped talking.

At this moment, Feng Xueqing was already tired of crying, and behind Han Xiao's back, she fell asleep.

Han Xiaoyou swept his eyes, and suddenly under the table, he saw a picture scroll.

Han Xiao walked over, picked it up, and unfolded it, two backs appeared on the screen, a man and a woman, snuggling up to each other, looking very warm.

In the lower right corner of the picture, there is a row of words: Qiqiaolou, the moon is like a hook, gather and scatter a few times Yinhanqiu. Send people to worry, when to rest, the weaver girl is petunia, and the eternal love is still the same.

There is a payment under it: give A Xue.

Ah Xue, it should be Fengxue Qing.

This picture scroll is meticulously painted and does not lose the masterpiece of the famous masterpiece. If it is put on the black market for auction, I am afraid that it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, no wonder it will be treasured by the shopkeeper Hu.

Han Xiao took a deep breath, walked out of the tea house, and with a wave of the red fire golden wind gun in his hand, he threw out a whirlwind of flames, a big fire, and burned this tea house, which was full of sin, into a sea of fire.

After thinking for a moment, Han Xiao threw the scroll into it again.

"Childe, why did you burn it, shouldn't it be returned to Sister Feng?" Ye Xuan bit her lower lip and asked puzzledly.

"Give it back to her, do you have to keep reminding her of the existence of anyone?" Han Xiao smiled faintly, "The dead are gone, and the living are in Chang'an." This amorous proprietress is still young, and she still has a lot of good times to cherish. ”

"Childe, you ......" Ye Xuan glanced at him resentfully, "You won't have bad thoughts about Sister Feng, right?"

"......" Han Xiao's head darkened, and his face was depressed, "Xuan'er, am I so in your heart?"

Ye Xuan thought very seriously for a while, then looked at Han Xiao and nodded very seriously, "Hmm." ”

"......" Han Xiao wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Ye Xuan pitifully.

"Poof. Ye Xuan pursed her lips and laughed, "Hehe, childe, I'll tease you!"

"Okay, you bad girl, you dare to tease my son, I can't spare you!" Han Xiao carried Feng Xueqing on his back, but his speed was not slow at all, and he hugged Ye Xuan in his arms in a flash, and he was about to tickle her.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Hahaha......"

……

Shuchuan City.

The Tianque Sword Code is the largest event in the entire sect world, this time, in addition to taking out the Tianque Sword for the world's heroes to compete for, it also announced that during the Sword Codex, some of the cultivation techniques and experiences of the Fairy Sword Gate will be announced.

In line with the principle that it is a bastard to take advantage of it, almost all sects have flocked to it.

Of course, this sword ceremony will be held at the Tianmen Peak of the Fairy Sword Gate, but there is still almost a month before the Sword Ceremony is held, so the Fairy Sword Gate has not yet opened the mountain gate to the public.

And Shuchuan City, the largest city under Tianmen Peak, has become a temporary place for the high-rollers of the sect realm to settle down.

At this moment, in Shuchuan City, it can be said that the voices of people are boiling, and on the streets and alleys, you can see warriors with all kinds of strange blades on their backs. This has never been seen before.

There are many people, which directly leads to the large and small inns in Shuchuan City, all of which are full, and even the firewood room has become a quite "popular" bunk.

After all, there are many people who are soft-spoken, and the sect with low strength can only camp outside the city.

There is one place, however, that is an exception.

That is the largest industry of the Immortal Sword Gate in Shuchuan City, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

This Heavenly Sword Pavilion must rely on its name to enter, and the sects that are qualified to enter it, without exception, are all first-class or above sects.

At this moment, the lower three floors of this Heavenly Sword Pavilion were full of three generations of disciples from various first-class sects, all of whom were young talents selected by the sects, and they did not participate in the competition for the Tianque Sword, but only came to see for a long time.

And on the fourth and fifth floors, only the elders of the major sects were eligible to move in.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance of the building, and a messenger disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect hurriedly ran to the meeting hall on the fifth floor of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and reported loudly as he ran: "The masters of the Xuanbing Palace have arrived outside the city, and they are about to arrive!"

The audience was suddenly in an uproar, the Xuanbing Palace was far away in the Western Regions, so it came a little late, but as one of the three giants of the sect world, even if it came late, the Immortal Sword Sect, as an old ally, would still reserve a room for them.

And it has to be the best upper room!

Hearing this news, the area where the three generations of disciples had gathered exploded all at once.

"Wow, the people from the Xuanbing Palace are finally here!"

"The people of the Xuanbing Palace are rare to come to the Central Plains once, and this time they can finally see the demeanor of the masters of the Xuanbing Palace. ”

……

For the Xuanbing Palace, one of the "three giant" sects in the sectarian world, almost no one dared to chew on the root of their tongues. Moreover, for so many years, the Xuanbing Palace has resisted the evil demons in the foreign land, and the martial artists of the entire Dayu Dynasty sect are obvious to all.

"I heard that this time, Qiu Wanyun, the youngest among the Nine Peak Masters, came to take the sword on behalf of the Xuanbing Palace, I don't know if she is really the same as the legend...... So...... Hey......" A teenager raised an eyebrow, hehey laughed.

Someone saw him cowering and laughed loudly: "So pretty, isn't it?"