Chapter Ninety-Five: The Wind Rises
Before parting, the god operator gave a pitch-black gold-edged token to Jian Jiulang, the token is small and exquisite, only the size of a woman's palm, with a golden "sky" written on it, and said: "Sword Shaoxia, holding this token is equivalent to the first floor of the world's guest qing, if there is anything in the future, you can go to the local branch building, they will fully cooperate with you when they see the token." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Jian Jiulang took the token and said, "Thank you seniors for your kindness!" I can't thank you enough! ”
After saying goodbye to the god operator, it was getting dark, and the two found an inn.
The inn's wine and dinner business is good, and there are already several tables of guests in the hall, chatting all over the world while drinking, which is very lively.
The meal hadn't come up yet, Jian Jiulang thought about what had happened in the past few days, and sighed in his heart, and said, "If there is no god operator senior to help this time, the consequences are really difficult to predict." ”
Murong Qian said with palpitations: "Yes, now that I think about it, I feel afraid!" ”
Jian Jiulang said, "Senior Sister Murong, I'm frightened. Then he asked, "How did you get caught by the Heavenly Evil?" ”
Murong Qian said confusedly: "I don't know, when I became conscious, I found that I was tied up." I was so scared that I wanted you to come and save me. After breathing a sigh of relief, he smiled and said, "Sure enough, the emperor has paid off, and finally waited for you!" ”
Jian Jiulang said: "Senior Sister Murong, there is something I haven't had time to tell you, don't be excited after you hear it?" ”
Murong Qian smiled: "What else can excite me now?" Say, what's the matter? ”
Jian Jiulang took a deep breath and said, "Ouyang Tongtian is not dead!" ”
Murong Qian's expression changed, and she said in disbelief: "How could this be, I saw him die of anger in Yandang Mountain that day, how could he not die?" ”
Jian Jiulang smiled bitterly: "I don't know, this is what the god operator senior told me." ”
Murong Qian said, "Senior Brother Jian, what do you want to do?" While talking, the guy came over with the food, set it up, and said, "Guest officer, your dishes have been served, please use them slowly!" ”
Jian Jiulang originally wanted to ask Murong Qian what to do, but he didn't expect her to ask himself, thought about it, and said: "Ouyang Tongtian can also be regarded as a person who died once, and he is Ouyang Mingzhu's father, otherwise, this matter will be forgotten." ”
Murong Qian snapped the chopsticks on the table, her face was full of anger, and she shouted, "Forget it? Do you like Ouyang Mingzhu? The bystanders looked sideways.
Jian Jiulang said: "Where do you want to go!" ”
Murong Qian saw others looking over, and lowered her voice and said, "Then what are you doing for her?" ”
Jian Jiulang defended: "Aren't we friends, Liu Jiapo also helped us!" ”
Murong Qian said: "Senior Brother Jian, if you weren't soft-hearted, would you be injured?" ”
Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Jian Jiulang said, "What are you going to do?" ”
Murong Qian said: "Blood debt and blood repayment, Ouyang Tongtian must die, otherwise I will not be at ease!" ”
Jian Jiulang's heart was full of bitterness, he couldn't stand Ouyang Mingzhu last time, could it be that this time it would be repeated, friendship and love are really difficult to choose, but they can't escape, it's really a big head, and he doesn't talk anymore, and drinks vigorously.
The sky is getting darker and darker, but there are more and more guests, and after a while, the hall is already full of people, during which the crowd is full of people, so lively.
"Do you know, Ouyang Palace Lord died and came back to life!"
"I also heard that the people of the Divine Fist Sect are rushing to the Wuxiang Palace, vowing to avenge the door master!"
"What is this, the Canghai faction, under the leadership of Master Wu, almost went out of the nest, if Ouyang Tongtian is not killed this time, he will not give up!"
"A lot of friends from the rivers and lakes have gone to see the excitement, why don't we leave tomorrow and go to see?"
"Come on, the immortal fighting method, mortals are suffering, let's not go for a small role like us."
"You don't want to check it out?"
"Tell you the latest news!"
"Tell me about it!"
"I heard that Ouyang Tongtian invited a lot of masters to help this time, let's not go to this excitement!"
"Master, who are they?"
"Don't leak it!"
"Zhang Er, you're too boring!"
"Drink and drink!"
Although the hall was noisy, Jian Jiulang and the others could still hear it clearly, and Murong Qian sneered: "Ouyang Tongtian still dares to come out and show his face, it's really a long life, I want to see how he dies!" ”
Jian Jiulang said: "He is not an ordinary character, he should rely on it this time." ”
Murong Qian said: "Senior Brother Jian, I will leave for Wuxiang Palace tomorrow, will you go?" ”
Jian Jiulang said: "You are all gone, can I still not go." ”
Murong Qian smiled and said, "I know that Senior Brother Sword is the best!" ”
The sky was gray, and there was a drizzle in the air, and it felt cool on my face.
In front of the mountain gate of Wuxiang Palace, there are now a sea of people, people from the Shenquan Gate, the Canghai Sect, and the Shenjian Gate, as well as many high-rollers from the rivers and lakes who have been invited to help, Feng Yexing and Guzana are in the crowd, and the people of the Four Seas Gang are together, and there is a man in white at the edge of the crowd, staying there quietly, who is not Yun Yantian.
The disciples of Wuxiang Palace under the leadership of Xue Wuji, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes are in a stalemate with each other, the number is not much, only about 30 people, originally more than this number of people, hearing the news that various sects and factions came to make trouble, many timid and wall grass immediately ran away, ran very thoroughly, leaving Qingshan in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, where to mix is not mixed, why stay in Wuxiang Palace to take risks, lose your life is not wronged, what is left behind are some loyal people, or they are dragging their families in Xiancheng.
Seeing the arrival of the great enemy, the disciples of the Wuxiang Palace all showed their guys, looking at the crowd in front of them in a panic, for fear that the crowd on the opposite side would rush over, and their more than thirty people were not enough for the other party to stuff their teeth, and everyone's face was wet, and they couldn't tell whether it was their own nervous sweat or the rain falling in the air, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.
"Tell Ouyang Tongtian to come out, otherwise you will be leveled in the Wuxiang Palace!" Lu Linghua was the most excited, and stood up and shouted.
"Hurry up and tell Ouyang Tongtian to come out, otherwise you will not be left behind by the chickens and dogs of the Wuxiang Palace!" The crowd was excited, one voice higher than the other.
Xue Wujian is seven up and eight times in his heart, the master has been in retreat for more than half a month, and there is no movement, although he sent someone to invite, but he has not seen anyone coming, you must know that the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes are the most impatient, if they are really tired and angry, then the Wuxiang Palace is really afraid that it is really difficult to escape today, the hand and knuckles of the iron fan are white, and they don't notice it.
Wu Bufan stood up and said: "Give you a cup of tea, if Ouyang Tongtian still doesn't come out, don't blame us for not talking about the morality of the rivers and lakes, and don't blame us for being wronged!" ”
The cold wind blows, its sound whines, who is crying?