After the group left, the young man and Wen Xuan went to the trick and stood side by side in the pavilion, looking at the direction in which those people had gone.

Wen Xuan said: "Childe, I really have a bad premonition. ”

The young man glanced at Wen Xuan, Wen Xuan thought to himself, and said, "Whether the Lu family has nails or not, I'm not sure." But as soon as the two of us went out, we were already being targeted. Also, the appearance of Ruwen yesterday is certainly not accidental. ”

The boy lowered his eyelashes and grasped the sword at his waist.

Wen Xuan said: "Childe, I know that this trip is bound to go, but although your swordsmanship is good-looking, your attack power is really limited, so it's better to look at me!"

"But, Childe, those people are aiming for you. Listening to the tone, it's Cui's people. ”

The boy thought to himself, more precisely, that the target of these people was Linghua.

"Linghua," Wen Xuan continued, "just the traces of Linghua have already made these people chase after each other. Childe must be extra careful and follow me closely. ”

The young man looked at Wen Xuan with a somewhat strange gaze, Wen Xuan paused for a moment, and then reacted and said: "Okay, I admit that I detained you at the beginning, and it was indeed related to Linghua, but now, the conscience of heaven and earth, you don't know how much I hate Linghua." ”

After that, Wen Xuan looked at the young man with great sincerity, and when he saw a seemingly nonexistent smile rising on the young man's mouth, Wen Xuan's heart palpitated, and he was a little dazzled.

Wen Xuan hurriedly moved his gaze away, covered up the past, and told the young man a few more words, at this time, the rain gradually decreased.

Soon, the clouds cleared and the rain fell.

The young man raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and there were still layers of clouds stacked on the horizon, just like the landscape scroll of the Danqing Holy Hand, and the ink was dyed in five colors, and the shades were good.

The wind never ends, and the rain never ends. The rain stopped, but the road was not destined to be peaceful.

The two led their horses and galloped away, and at dusk, they came to Fenglindu.

Wen Xuan has been here a few times, and he has the impression that this is a bustling and lively ferry, with people coming and going, and the boats are densely packed. Most of the BMW in the north and the silk in the south pass through this ferry, and it is named because the ferry is full of maple trees.

But today's Fenglindu is a little too quiet, only a few pedestrians are sparse, and as soon as the young man enters the ferry, he feels something strange and pulls Wen Xuan's horse. The two of them were about to turn their horses' heads and leave together, when they heard the sound of the wind in their ears—arrows!

Wen Xuan jumped up from his horse, drew out the green sword, and blocked it with sword qi, but the arrows were blocked by the sword qi and broke into several pieces.

The young man also drew his sword and used his sword qi to resist the arrows.

After the sword rain rested for a while, the young man pinched a stealth trick and went to the maple forest, Wen Xuan also pinched a stealth trick when he saw this, and a few jumped up and went to the maple forest and hid under the tree.

After a little calm, Wen Xuan began to look for where the arrow came from.

It was a small hill higher next to the Maple Forest Ferry, and it rained arrows condescendingly.

The young man and Wen Xuan hid, but they couldn't hear any sound in the small hill opposite, Wen Xuan thought for a moment and decided to explore.

Although Wen Xuan pinched the trick, he still looked around for the shelter of the maple tree, and slowly approached the small hill, but he never saw anyone. Except for a few passers-by who had just been injured by the rain of arrows and died on the street, no one could see or hear anything, not even the sound of birds.

Such a silence is so weird, Wen Xuan is on guard, but he doesn't know how many people there are on the other side and what means he uses, so he can only cover it with water and earth, and the soldiers will block it.

Wen Xuan approached the small hill step by step, only to find that people went to the mountain.

On a flat ground, a large area of wild grass was flattened, which shows that many people have stayed here just now.

"Lead the king into the urn!" Wen Xuan was shocked to realize that the enemy withdrew and only threw him an open space, wasn't it just waiting for him to enter the trap?

Just as Wen Xuan was about to evacuate, a large number of monks appeared around. A owl bird hovered out from behind the mountain, staring straight into Wen Xuan's eyes, circling in the sky.

Wen Xuan's secret way is not good, obviously pinching the invisibility trick, how can these people know his traces?

A burly figure leaped up and came towards Wen Xuan, who looked at it fixedly, it was a flying owl!

Wen Xuan had met Fei Xiao in the Battle of Meng, and he had a close relationship with the Cui family, but he did not see this person alive for the next ten years. How could it be him!

"Sect Master, show up. As long as one of the powders sticks to you, I know where you are. Wen Xuan was a little annoyed, but he still fell in love with the way. So he went to the trick and said to the flying owl: "I have not offended Your Excellency, I don't know why?" Wen Xuan pointed to the monks who besieged him.

Fei Xiao smiled and said, "Our sect master invites you and your friends to be guests. ”

Wen Xuan said: "Cui Shibo?

Fei Xiao said: "You'll know when you go." ”

Wen Xuanyi: "What did you do to that son?"

Wen Xuanxin said, although the powder of Ruwen yesterday did not enter the nose, it will definitely stick to the son's body a little, isn't his stealth technique also recognized?

Fei Xiao said: "Take care of yourself first!"

After speaking, he whistled, and the people around him rushed to Wen Xuan. Wen Xuan glanced at these people with disdain, pulled out his green sword, and calmly hit the monks who rushed towards him to the ground one by one, but he did not kill them. After a single cup of tea, most of the monks fell to the ground, and a few hid behind the flying owls, not daring to come out.

Fei Xiao looked at it for a while, and said loudly: "Wen Sect Master, I haven't seen you for ten years, you should be impressed!

The flying owl jumped up, and the horizontal knife slashed towards Wen Xuan, there was no skill, no move, but the spiritual power in the knife was really terrifying.

Wen Xuan took the green sword, received this knife alive, and staggered back two steps. This kind of spiritual power is not as pure as it is obtained from cultivation. Although the spiritual power of the flying owl is profound, the aura is redundant and the internal essence is chaotic, as if it has melted a lot of people's spiritual power.

Wen Xuan immediately changed the method of confronting the flying owl, he held the green sword, dodged left and right, and did not directly confront the flying owl. Relying on his spiritual power, the flying owl has not used moves and body techniques for a long time, and it is often a horizontal knife that comes out, and corpses are all over the field. Like Wen Xuan, who was stabbed by him alive and can still come up with countermeasures, he is the first one in ten years.

Like a cat that can't catch a mouse, the flying owl gradually became agitated, with nowhere to go, no one could catch it, and he didn't even know where to cut the horizontal knife.

Wen Xuan saw the opportunity and stabbed a sword into the throat of the flying owl, but he blocked it with a horizontal knife, and the tip of the sword was deflected, only cutting off the tips of the flying hair.

Wen Xuan was furious, and was about to catch Wen Xuan, but Wen Xuan flashed and jumped away.

Fei Xiao was very angry, Wen Xuan was like a piece of meat that could not be seen and eaten in his mouth, and he was so anxious that large beads of sweat oozed from Fei Xiao's forehead.

Fei Xiao didn't take Wen Xuan in his eyes at all, ten years ago, he was just a hairy boy, naughty and willful, how could he not see him for ten years, and he became a peerless master, and he couldn't even take him for a while.

Fei Xiao's eyes purred and rolled a few times, and then he no longer grabbed Wen Xuan, but said loudly: "Sect Master Wen, your friend is in my hands, but his life is in your hands." ”