The great swordsman who walked in from the roadside stall covered his face with a gauze hat and a silver and purple sword in silver clothes was really without a trace! Tengfeng Ji Wu, a famous chivalrous man in Southern Wulin, but this person was also one of the culprits who caused the catastrophe in March. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info can only say that the personal charm of the six calamities Canglong is still quite great, no matter whether it is good or evil, he can attract a group of masters to work for him, and even the heroes praised by everyone are also included in his command.

Qin Xiaochuan knew that this road was the way to go. This point has been explained by Jin Dao Lao Liang before. The swordsman Xiao Zhenyue single-handedly established this originally barren land, as early as ten years ago, it had become a paradise within a radius of thousands of miles.

The people are very happy, because of the guarantee of the Heavenly Sword Xiao family, there will be few martial arts disputes here. Now Qin Xiaochuan has no way to completely determine the identity of Ji Wu. But he knew that if the silver-clothed swordsman really disappeared, it only proved one thing, the Six Calamities Canglong was going to attack.

The March Catastrophe will make the entire Nanwulin collapse in the next few hundred years, and it is not enough to describe it all in four words.

"Eat quickly! Don't worry. Although the dishes are simple, the old brother has enough money here, and he is full!" Jin Dao Lao Liang swallowed five or six large steamed buns in one go, and killed a large plate of braised pork, and his beard was full of gravy, and he said vaguely at this time. Qin Xiaochuan clearly felt that Ji Wu, who had already sat down at another table, seemed to look through the gauze hat. He suddenly determined seven or eight points in his heart, and the cold hairs on his entire back were about to stand up!

"I'm eating. Qin Xiaochuan said, slowly picking up the chopsticks. His left hand, which he placed under the table, moved, trying to awaken the grass roots that existed beneath the land. After a while, on the sand where the roadside stall was located, a few small green grass buds slowly appeared, quietly acting as Qin Xiaochuan's eyes and ears, quietly hiding in the corner of each wooden table.

Qin Xiaochuan's face turned slightly pale, this kind of operation is a great test of induction and mental power, and the consumption is actually a bit large.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Golden Dao Lao Liang was relatively close to Qin Xiaochuan, and raised his head keenly, obviously sensing something, but looked around suspiciously, and found nothing. Qin Xiaochuan poked the steamed bun with chopsticks, supporting his forehead with one hand, "Hmm, it's okay......" When the senses connected to the grass on the ground, countless noisy moments poured into his mind in an instant!

Qin Xiaochuan almost didn't spit out the steamed bun he had just eaten, and quickly stopped this operation, rubbing his eyebrows slowly, the gap between theory and practice is still very big: "I'm just thinking, Zhongyuan ......" He vaguely made an excuse, for fear of attracting the attention of the table next to him.

A real master is still different from a masked man who can be stabbed to death casually, even the Golden Knife Lao Liang can sense that something is wrong, so what about Ji Wu? Qin Xiaochuan was immediately apprehensive in his heart, and the terrifying feeling brought by the increasingly intense gaze behind him really wanted people to turn around and run away regardless of anything! Big brother, although Ji Wuxian is a righteous chivalrous man, he is now hostile! For this table of Golden Dao Lao Liang and Qin Xiaochuan, Ji Wuxian is a big red name!

That's not good. Qin Xiaochuan reflected on himself, since he found out that he could control the grass and trees, his mentality seemed to be floating up a little. will not survive more than three episodes! He secretly reminded himself, and by the way, he stubbornly let the little grass sprouts continue to get close to the table without a trace.

"Central Plains, ah......" The golden knife Lao Liang unconsciously raised his hand and stroked the hilt of the knife: "Twenty years ago, Tiance Zhenlong was buried in Qiankun Mausoleum, and the Central Plains martial arts dragons were leaderless, each fighting for power and profit, and the battle between the various factions has not completely calmed down until now. Lao Liang was a little silent, and the juice stained on his beard flashed in the sun: "The future Nanwulin is the Central Plains of the past!"

At that time, the blood was red all over the field, and there were corpses left behind after the death of martial arts, and everyone was red-eyed, regardless of right and wrong, and did not distinguish between good and evil, and the Central Plains was not the Central Plains, but hell.

"I went to the Central Plains at that time, for a friend's request. But by the time I arrived, dozens of my friend's family were gone, and the reason was simply that some people thought he was 'evil'. ”

Golden Dao Lao Liang's voice was low: "But God knows, my friend has only liked to practice martial arts all his life, and has never participated in martial arts!" The other voices around him gradually disappeared, and it seemed that all the diners had fallen into empathy at this moment. A merchant stood up and raised his teacup: "I have been a merchant for more than 30 years, and I have never seen such a tragic situation, ten rooms and nine emptiness, only corpses are left in the whole town, and in some places there is even the smell of corpses in the wind!"

"My ancestors were originally from the Central Plains, and twenty years ago, all the martial arts sects went crazy overnight, and they didn't treat the common people as human beings......!

"It's not peaceful in the south right now. A few days ago, I passed by Xianghe Town, and it seemed that the heads of the two major factions in the town disappeared for no reason, and now the two sides are in trouble. ”

"Alas, my place is the same, and the taxes paid are thirty percent more for no reason, and there is no place to reason. ”

"If it becomes the same as the Central Plains, where can I go?

The atmosphere in the roadside stalls became more and more dreary, and gradually they stopped talking. The golden knife Lao Liang was silent, grinning out his white teeth and biting a bite of the steamed bun, venting all the emotions in his heart hatefully. Qin Xiaochuan felt a sigh in his heart, and suddenly reacted and looked back, there was no one on the table that had been empty for some time, only a plate of small dishes that no one had moved, and three small grass sprouts that had been pinched down were neatly placed next to a plate of small dishes.

The sound of horses' hooves outside the roadside stalls is far away...... Qin Xiaochuan's whole body was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Brother Liang, let's go quickly!"

Qin Xiaochuan's heart was now full of a bad premonition, and he always felt that the direction where the horse's hooves pointed was their destination. Living in an era of peace, he really hasn't seen the real corpse smell all over the field now. But as long as it is a normal person, no one wants to imagine such a scene.

, Could it be the same as the small village under the mountain and forest, when Qin Xiaochuan saw it, only thick smoke was left billowing out, and the broken walls were ruined? But Qin Xiaochuan had already put down his chopsticks and began to urge: "Let's hurry up!"

Anyway, let's go and see if we do.

This is a real suffering, not a world in the play. Qin Xiaochuan didn't just go to see some people, he really wanted to do something! His mind was a little messy now, and he didn't know what he could do, maybe he would know if he went......

Easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is located in the middle of the mountains, surrounded by walls, and there is only one road leading outside the city. The inside of the city wall reveals the pointed cornices of the pavilions, and it is spring again, and the periphery is full of flowers. Standing at the open gate, the golden knife Lao Liang was stunned, and the impatience of a month seemed to have been smoothed out by the spring breeze blowing slowly. In front of the gate, there is a sign of Xiao Mansion hanging, and there are four words written next to it: "God is not desolate."

It was originally the private territory of the Heavenly Sword Xiao family. It's just that Xiao Zhenyue, the head of this generation, is bold and hospitable by nature, and gradually accommodated many people who came here to take refuge, including martial arts high-rollers and ordinary people. Qin Xiaochuan was also stunned. At first, he was born in Time City in the Western style, and then he stayed alone in the mountains, and this was the first time he had seen such a magnificent and huge wooden and stone building. If it weren't for the fact that there was still reason, Qin Xiaochuan would almost kneel on the stone steps in front of the Xiao Mansion and feel it along the city wall inch by inch. Ahem, civil engineering graduates can't afford to be hurt.

"Let's go in first!"

Golden Dao Lao Liang was a little breathless, dragged Qin Xiaochuan into the door in a hurry, and directly pulled a person to ask: "I have something urgent, this brother, where can I find Old Sword Master Xiao?"

"The lord of the city has gone out. But the young master is at home. Well, if you go over there, you're teaching people martial arts. "The one who was pulled was a cloth man, a middle-aged uncle, carrying a hoe and walking back. Behind the walls was a vast expanse of land with specially carved fields, wells, and a winding ditch. Further along the stone road, there is a house, with a lower but more elaborate wall, and other houses scattered around it, forming the appearance of a village.

Outside the house, there is a small open space, surrounded by young people on the inside and outside of the three floors. There was a well next to it, and a black-haired middle-aged swordsman sat next to the well to rest, looking at the crowd next to him with a smile on his face, and comfortably touching a strand of his beard on his chin.

"Who are the two?"

When Lao Liang and Qin Xiaochuan walked over, the middle-aged swordsman looked directly over and stood up to greet them. Although this person is old, his movements are chic, and he is wearing a moire satin robe that is obviously different from the common people, and he seems to be extraordinary. The waste sword forgot the last years, and one of the martial arts people who was taken in by the city lord Xiao Zhenyue, once had a past of becoming a fan in the martial arts. Qin Xiaochuan recognized the person at a glance. When he was still watching the drama before he got out of the pit, the plot of Forget the Last Year happened to be the part he watched with all his heart.

"The master of the Shenxiu Sect asks to see Old Sword Master Xiao!" Lao Liang stepped forward, his expression was very solemn: "There is an urgent matter about the safety of the martial arts!"

"Hmm......" forgot the hand that stroked his beard for a moment, and glanced at the golden knife on Lao Liang's waist: "You are the golden knife Lao Liang." I remember you came to visit a year ago. ”

"Yes. Golden Dao Lao Liang's mood was actually a little cramped, and he hurriedly pointed to his side: "This is Qin Xiaochuan, the little brother I met on the road." It's also for the same thing!" said as he glanced at Qin Xiaochuan. Qin Xiaochuan directly acquiesced. His purpose is actually the same as Lao Liang.

The three of them had said almost three words, and then they saw the people on the other side hula and scatter, revealing a young man in the middle. It was a young man with black hair and a shawl, slender eyebrows and sideburns, and a handsome and good-looking appearance, dressed in black and satin, and with a long sword at his waist that was many times higher than Qin Xiaochuan's iron sword at first glance. The young man looked restrained at this time, and strode towards the three people here, pressing the hilt of the sword with one hand.

Qin Xiaochuan looked at the young man carefully, replaced the black hair with white hair in his mind, and then added a hood with white hair and a big fur cloak to the young man...... People are right, that's right, the young man is Xiao Zhenyue, the only son of Xiao Zhenyue, the young master of Xiao Mansion.

Later, Xiao Wuren changed his name to Xiaozhong Sword.

"Big brother. Xiao was inhumane: "What's wrong?"

"These two are here for the lord of the city. Forget the old year and get straight to the point: "Why don't we talk in another place!"

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