Feng Wen is now alone, even Wolf Howl broke away a few days ago, and has become a real loner, and he is now living alone in an inn in Ranshi Town, close to the road and the monument.

He hadn't gone out for a few days, and he was upset, and he learned from a team of mercenaries he met a month ago that a group of southern martial artists were being held in Ranshi Town, and he didn't care about it at that time and inquired in detail.

Before he left the Shadow sphere of influence, he got the exact news that the person who was imprisoned was because of the introduction of Wen Yiming, and this news made him feel bad.

It wasn't until half a month ago that he knew that there were several more avatars and names on the notice for wanted Wen Yiming.

Shu Yilan!

This name made him unable to keep his composure anymore, the daughter of his mentor Shu Jianfeng, now at the age of marriage, was as beautiful as a picture, and he still vaguely remembered the appearance of the little girl at that time.

He let go of all his dignity, hoping that Bai Xiaohang could intercede with the Wolf Howling Headquarters for him and give him a helping hand, and he could ignore other Shuangcheng sect disciples, but Shu Yilan couldn't, at this time, the only relative of the teacher.

The Wolf Howl is huge, and it is in opposition to the blood rage, and even the two major legions will take care of the overall situation, but the place of its development is in the sphere of influence of the Lion and Tiger Journey.

Bai Xiaohang knew that it was useless, but he still flew to Lion Tiger Castle in person, and although the information sent back was expected by Feng Wen, he couldn't help but be extremely disappointed.

Three days ago, he saw with his own eyes that a disciple of Shuangcheng named Gu Yu was executed by the window on the third floor of the inn, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The cultivation of the late stage of Da Wusheng made him powerless, he did not join any team now, and he did not dare to show his face, although he knew that Wolf Xiao would not betray him, he was still afraid that his identity would be exposed.

He couldn't find any way to rescue Shu Yilan, the military general named Yu Chen never left his post for half a step, and his eyes were sunken and bloodshot after more than ten days and nights, but there was no trace of sleep.

After Gu Yu's death, he released the news that the woman named Deng Aowei was executed two months later, he could only look at the emaciated little sister through the cracks in the curtains at night, and every time he touched a few heads on the wooden tower support, his heart was like a knife, and he hated himself for being so low in cultivation, powerless, and powerless, so powerless.

The spirit crystal on his body is less than 1,000, it is still a low grade, and he can live for ten days at most, and in the unaccompanied northern Xinjiang, he can only bury his head in a small room and drink spirits, wanting to anesthetize himself.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, which made his alcohol volatilize instantly, and he looked sideways at the door without saying a word, holding his waist in his hands, ready to deal with the sudden at any time.

The knock on the door sounded again, gentle, very soft, and without malice.

"Who?"

"Friend!"

The voice was very soft, without a trace of emotion, without any distractions, it was a man's voice.

Stalemate at the door is not a way, what is going to come is always coming, Feng Wen did not relax his vigilance, and after opening the door, he floated back three feet and stared at the Qingjun man wearing a half-mask in front of him, his eyes were like electricity.

"Contemptible Mozi You!" The masked man was dressed in black with gold stripes, and when he said softly, he turned around and closed the door, turning his back to Feng Wen without the slightest defense.

When he turned around, he raised his hand to signal Feng Wen to sit down, and his demeanor was casual, naturally, as if he had not seen a friend for many years.

Feng Wen couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, but his vigilance was much less, and after they both sat down, they looked at each other, not because they couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.

The corners of Moziyou's mouth were slightly upturned, but there was no smile, Feng Wen could see a trace of appreciation from it, and his heart was puzzled, he didn't know this person.

"There are my people at the entrance of the corridor, you can talk freely!" Mo Ziyou took a wine glass from the table, and as he spoke, he poured himself the wine jug, and said: "I have a relationship with Wen Yiming in the Mantuo Mountains of the Western Regions, but at that time he was a person who disguised himself as Yasuo. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and raised his glass to signal, and then drank it all, free and natural, as if he was the master of this room.

Feng Wen took a deep breath and picked up the flask and poured himself a bowl to strengthen his momentum. Heart, this man named Mo Ziyou did not release a trace of momentum, and he looked superior in an understatement, but he did not have any compelling momentum, and there was a trace of the spirit of a master outside the world, and he admired it.

"Wen Yiming is my junior brother, I have met twice, and I said goodbye in a hurry!" Feng Wen said lightly, without much meaning, raising the bowl without drinking.

Mo Ziyou glanced at the big bowl in front of him, still pouring wine into the wine glass, he remembered that he had drunk with God like this a few days ago, and the other party also liked to drink.

That meeting was really not his intention, but in order to find Wen Yiming, he had to do it.

He has been obsessed with martial arts all his life, and the old man's gift of a leaf made him see a new martial arts avenue. After meeting with God, he learned that the Celestial Thorn was gradually returning to the right path, and he also learned who had established the Assassin Alliance for the Celestial Path, which gave him an invisible sense of belonging, and he accepted the order of the Celestial Thorn Descendant.

Feeling distracted, Mo Ziyou shook his head and smiled, unintentionally, and said: "It is rumored that Wen Yiming is a disciple of Liang Zhi's predecessors, and he also received the guidance of Liang Zhi's predecessors, so he is waiting for Wen Yiming here." ”

The wine bowl that Feng Wen had put to his lips stopped, and splashed a few drops on the placket of his clothes without realizing it.

Liang Zhi is a legendary figure of the Shuangcheng faction, and his fame is no less than that of Situ Qianjian, especially since he wandered to the edge of the Western Regions after leaving the Shuangcheng and knows a lot about Liang Zhi's legendary deeds.

At this time, he heard that Mo Ziyou said that Wen Yiming was Liang Zhi's apprentice, how could he not be surprised. He is not much different from most people know, and he doesn't think that Liang Zhi is still alive, but during the period from the south to the northern Xinjiang, he can also be regarded as knowing that Wen Yiming has not been in Shuangcheng for a long time, which shows that Liang Zhi is still alive.

He also thought that if Wen Yiming knew that Shu Yilan and others were being held here, he would definitely come, and he believed that his teacher's vision would not accept unsympathetic people as apprentices. But from Mo Ziyou's tone, he heard a kind of conviction that Wen Yiming would definitely come.

"I'm the one who is the Heavenly Thorn!" Mo Ziyou seemed to see the shock and incomprehension in Feng Wen's eyes, "I am currently in charge of the Northern Xinjiang Branch, and I have a request for him!"

Feng Wen put down the wine bowl, he was completely shocked, looking at the entire Tianci Continent, the power of the Heavenly Thorn is nothing, but it is definitely the most potential, the most mysterious killer organization, it has only been a few decades, and it has been born out of nowhere, making countless people frightened.

And the person in front of him turned out to be the leader of the Northern Xinjiang distribution, what he couldn't calm down was that this person bluntly said that he had a request for Wen Yiming, or a request for Liang Zhi?

"What do you mean by Brother Mo's here, you might as well say it directly!" Feng Wen didn't avoid it, and asked straight to the point.

Mo Ziyou got up and walked towards the door, and said lightly: "Don't act rashly, I have already helped you renew the cost of staying in the hotel for another year, waiting for me to notify you." ”

When he went out, he was still like a humble gentleman, turned around and took the door up, and said, "There will be no more deaths!"

Feng Wen looked at the closed door, and felt a lot more relaxed inexplicably, Mo Ziyou's few words from beginning to end seemed to be small talk, but in fact, a lot of credible information had been revealed.

Liang Zhi, Wen Yiming, Tianthorn, these news are enough to make him think for a long, long time

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