The night wind gusted, causing the old branches in front of the street to shake and rustle. The clouds in the sky flowed, obscuring the bright moon and the bright stars, and after a while, the light was returned to heaven and earth.

Yan Xilan smiled when the full moon poked out half of his face, and his soft and clean eyebrows and eyes had a sense of amazement when the sky was shining. As if the long night has passed, all things are rejuvenated, and it is also suitable for the breeding of a qiē.

He asked Murong Qing: "Then this sword, this person, are you still satisfied?" ”

The latter looked at him fixedly and said, "I have won my heart." ”

Yan Xilan's expression was clear, and he looked back at the man with a rational, outsider-like gaze, and said calmly: "It's a pity that no matter how good and hearty it is, it can't become someone else's thing." ”

Murong smiled innocently: "Are you inviting me to pursue you?" ”

"Nope." The young man didn't blink, "I'm just stating the facts." ”

Murong Qing was not angry, but was very interested in his outrageous words, as if he had discovered a new toy. "Poetry and poetry are really interesting."

Yan Xilan adopted a strategic approach to his self-acquaintance to adapt to all changes - in short, he ignored it, and then continued to say with the indifferent face of the master outside: "If Brother Mu is willing to let go of me, it can be more interesting to keep." ”

The man really let him go as he said, and looked at him with great interest with a kind of onlooker trick.

Yan Xilan put the sword into the sheath, crossed Murong Qing, walked to the place where he was originally lying and sat down, picked up the altar that was thrown aside by the master, and poured the wine that his grandmother didn't love and his uncle didn't love, and tapped the position next to him with the tip of his chin, and said, "Don't you want me to accompany you to drink?" ”

Next, the two of them sat side by side, and there was a jar where you and I took a sip, and when they were almost finished, the young man asked straight to the point: "What does Brother Mu think of this martial arts conference?" ”

Murong Qing didn't answer and asked, "How can you conclude that I will be interested in this?" ”

Yan Xilan sighed twice in his heart, and replied calmly: "Brother Mu loves fresh and lively people so much, how could he miss such a grand event." ”

The man seemed to be satisfied with the answer, but he still slyly refused to speak first, and threw the question back to him.

The martial arts conference has been around for a long time, and it can no longer be traced, but it can be regarded as a grand event that both black and white are looking forward to.

It is held once a year when the wind is calm, supplemented by exchanges and exchanges to solve personal grievances, focusing on the evaluation of each family's strengths, giving rising stars a chance to make a name for themselves, and by the way, creating an opportunity for young people to contact the women who are rarely seen on weekdays, and appreciate the beauty of the graceful and beautiful at close range. Occasionally, there is a demon sect leader who can't bear the loneliness and wants to do something big, in order to make his title more deserved, and he will also lead the three or five elites of the left and right protectors to kick the restaurant and make a small fuss twice, and the final outcome is either to brush up on his own experience, or to send experience to others, all in all, it is a story that you are happy.

If there is a big event, the leader of the martial arts alliance will publish heroic posts and hold conferences from time to time, which is supplemented by pre-war mobilization and gangs, aiming to increase the political achievements of the leaders of each sect during their reign, giving many seniors a chance to win back the title of martial arts celebrity, and by the way, let the descendants brush their faces in front of the group and have a good reputation. It's about the same as gilding. Alas, pity the hearts of the elders of the world.

And this martial arts conference belongs to the latter.

This reason for the Central Plains has to start with the lore order that suddenly appeared twenty days ago and stirred up boundless wind and rain.

The Killing Order was originally a sacred relic of the Western Regions Demon Sect, and it is rumored that those who have obtained the order can command thousands of sect members, which can be regarded as a token of the sect leader, and it is usually not to be used lightly. Once activated, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, even if you are in a high position of power, the Demon Sect will slaughter all the people you want to kill. In history, only two alliance leaders, three heads, and a minister of the second rank of the official residence have enjoyed such honors, the former is to settle old grudges for many years, and the latter is because the dog official wrongfully killed the parents of the sect leader who were still young and had not joined the religion at that time.

The extermination order not only symbolizes the absolute authority of the sect leader, but also an attitude, forged by blood donations, unscrupulous to the point of almost □□ naked threat. However, such a thing that makes people talk about it has been lost for a long time.

Just when everyone thought it was going to disappear into the dust of history, it appeared very suddenly and unexpectedly. At the cost of dozens of lives.

20 days ago, the Zhao family in Yangzhou, Zhao Daxia, who was famous all over the world, died tragically in the study, and his left chest was forced to use the tip of a sword to carve out the word lore, and at the same time, there was also a token on his body. The family heirloom of the Xue family in Jinling: Luan Feng and Ming.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone immediately turned their eyes to the Xue family, and began to question the other party's relationship with the Demon Sect. The Xue family didn't recognize the dirty water that was spilled, and said that the jade pendant was lost a few days ago, so that the heroes could be more calm, and they didn't care about the way of those who had a heart. People who are close to the Zhao family raised objections, since this thing is a family heirloom, it must be properly preserved on weekdays, why did it happen that it was lost as soon as something happened? No one in the rivers and lakes knows that your Jinling Xue family's machine skills are a must, who can bargain for it.

Just after the two sides quarreled and quarreled for half a month, the Xue family was wiped out overnight.

The same head of the family has the word lore tattooed on his chest, and the same person has a token on his body.

The only difference is that the token has been exchanged for the sword spike of the Qiushui Sword, the famous weapon of the current martial arts alliance leader. As a result, everyone had bad associations.

Half a month, the lore order is coming, this next one is probably ......

Yan Xilan, who knows the development of the fate line, can answer with certainty, there is no doubt that the next target is the alliance leader Jiang Yan Tianjiang who is praised by everyone.

But now it was Murong Qing who was sitting next to him, and he didn't want to tell the truth at all.

The young man retracted his divergent thinking, and replied in a lively manner: "It's a bit dangerous, I don't really want to go." ”

Murong was happy, straightened his expression, and said: "The poem is not the same as this. ”

"Huh?"

"It's not a little dangerous, it's a life of death." When he said this, the man's tone carried a danger that sent chills down the spine, and then he counted them all and asked, "In this case, is Shihe still going?" ”

Yan Xilan said the truth this time: "It's useless for Brother Mu to ask me, it's not something I can decide." ”

If it weren't for the search for deviations in this world, he wouldn't be happy to blow a cold breeze on the roof at night and deal with endless temptations.

It was about the man who finally remembered that the night was used to sleep, and let him go with kindness, but before leaving, he smiled and took his arm and said that it was so, if we walked together, we would take care of each other.

Yan Xilan frowned slightly, and then politely agreed, and when he turned his face back to the room, his eyes lit up with a little light.

Biting the hook.