Surrounded by towering mountains, another letter from the outside world fell into Xiu Liumo's hands, standing on a tall building and looking out of the window, black and oppressive, lightning and thunder continued, which was a precursor to the coming storm. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info unconsciously his thoughts drifted to the world of flowers and flowers that had been isolated from him for many years, and a mocking smile appeared on his face.

"I don't think you're worried about your son." An indifferent voice sounded behind him. Xiu Liumo put away his bleak expression, still looking out the window, and soon, the wind and rain struck down with thunder and lightning.

"He doesn't need me to worry." As a descendant of the Xiu clan, he has no independent ability, and he can still shoulder this huge family mission there. Qing Xiancheng smiled mockingly, and the harsh laughter made Xiu Liumo frown slightly.

The Xiu clan entrenched in Moli Mountain is a famous family that everyone in the outside world knows, and the name of the Divine Descent Palace adds infinite mystery to the Xiu clan. The Divine Descent Palace is divided into four halls, which are in charge of the intelligence, commerce, force, and property of the Divine Descent Palace.

Qing Xiancheng, as the hall master of Tianyi Palace, was in charge of the intelligence of the entire Divine Descent Palace, and it was not difficult for him to hide anything from Xiuliu Mo if he wanted to. A small hall master dared to be so disrespectful to the lord of the palace, Xiu Liumo didn't blame him at all, and never refuted his sarcastic and mocking words.

"Do you fully trust the information in your hands?"

Xiu Liumo clenched the silk book in his hand, he couldn't say whether he believed it or not, but there was always a bad premonition in his heart, he blindfolded his beating left eye, and stared at the sky that had darkened with one eye seriously and deeply.

"I never believed in unconfirmed intelligence." Still, there was a hint of worry creeping through him. That kid is too simple and too affectionate. However, it is believed that he will grow.

"Despite your open-mindedness, I can tell at a glance that you are stubborn. It's been nearly twenty years since I let go, and I really don't know what you're putting in your head. ”

"Don't educate me, you're no better off there."

This-for-tat way of getting along with each other is normal between them, and if this way of getting along changes that day, it will also be the time when they become enemies with swords.

Qing Xiancheng smiled contemptuously and turned around and jumped into the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, even if he passed through this majestic pouring rain, his clothes were still not wet. Through the dense raindrops, Qing Xiancheng turned sideways and smiled again. With a bit of vicissitudes of life, there are shallow wrinkles on his cheeks, and his temples are dyed with hoarfrost, and the traces of time are already very obvious, but he can still see his former brilliance from his unsmiling face.

Xiu Chenyan and Qinghua Yuan went all the way south, because of the urgency of Xiu Chen, the two of them traveled very fast. Not long after, he heard about the murder of the son of the Xi family, and his forcing the women of the Qinglou to sing and dance was also publicized. The emperor was furious and actually withdrew his identity as the marquis of the Western family. Concubine Xi saw that the emperor was unhappy and didn't dare to plead, but the only bloodline of the Xi family was broken like this, and there was something unpleasant in her heart.

"Brother Xiu, I only have such a little money." Qinghuayin took out all the money in the money bag, and it seemed that it was a problem to even stay in the hotel tonight.

When he came out of Moli Mountain, he had been around the mountain road for the first time, and there was no place to use the money, and then he used his money after the cold fall. At this moment, the two of them deeply realized the importance of money for people who are away from home.

Qinghua pouted and stared at Xiu Chenyan dissatisfied.

"I don't want to sleep in the stable."

"Who said you were going to sleep in the stable?" At most, they sleep in a straw hut.

I don't know what is happening in the noisy city, and the crowd is surging. Several elderly literati stood in the ring, looking at the crowd below, the expressions on their faces were elegant and peaceful, and the faint smiles were harmless to people and animals. The bright red cloth fluttered in the air, and the civil and military heroes will.

At this moment, there is a woman on the stage who is fighting with someone, the woman is dressed in yellow, with narrow shoulders and thin waist, although her appearance is not natural, but it can be regarded as moving. This woman is suddenly Manjushri.

When they saw Manjushri here, both of them were very surprised. Seeing that she was not hostile to the man opposite, Xiu Chenyan didn't think much about it, so he flew into the ring and dragged Manjushri from behind, so as to save her from being knocked out of the ring.

Manjusri was about to express his gratitude to the person who came, but when he saw that the person who helped him was actually a cultivator, he couldn't speak for a long time. Fortunately, the blue and white voices in the audience shouted happily when they saw Manjusri. "Sister Wen."

"Why are you here?" Manjusri Lan did not show too much enthusiasm, and during this period of time, she also experienced a rare ups and downs in her life, Xiao Shichen was scolded by the emperor with a cane, and she still can't move freely.

"We were about to go to Nanyu Mountain, passing through here to stay." Xiuchen saw that Qinghuayin hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, so he wanted to go into the city to rest for a day before hurrying. But I don't know how to deal with it.

He could never have imagined that Manjusri would appear in the ring for the sake of this victor's money. The rich and the good people here hold this civil and military heroes' meeting, and the victors can get a thousand taels of silver.

"Is this young man going to participate in the competition too?" The man on the stage smiled at the cultivator standing beside Manjushri with the attitude of a victor. Xiu Chenyan is not a person who cherishes money, but now that he is shy in his pocket, he has been on the stage, so he can only give it a go.

"Please advise." Xiu Chenyan flashed the weapon in his hand. The person on the stage is the son of Yue Shanren, named Yue Jincheng, with a soft appearance and a smile on his face, and he can't see that he has powerful martial arts.

Seeing the wind god fluttering, the aura of Xiu Chen, Yue Jincheng smiled, his shrewd eyes gathered the light, and he saw Xiu Chen's brows furrowed. Yue Jincheng's body is light, and his action clothes are not touched by the wind, and there are no flaws. Xiu Chenyan struck with his sword, Yue Jincheng quickly dodged, and in the face of the sharp sword, Yue Jincheng smiled confidently. Yue Jincheng likes to have fun, and in order to let others sparring him, he actually came up with such a move to compete in the ring, just to temper his martial arts.

This person is strong in martial arts and quick in action, and he must have experienced a hundred battles without defeat. Compared to Xiu Chen's combat experience, it was too weak, but fortunately, his internal strength was pure, and his swordsmanship was wonderful, and he could even match it.

Yue Jincheng felt that Xiu Chenyan was a wonderful person, and he hadn't met an opponent for too long, which made his hands itch unbearably, so the two of them were inseparable, and the audience applauded again and again.