In the Ten Mile Pavilion, after the man in the green shirt explained many times that this was not the other to no avail, he finally understood that he was really talking in vain.

simply sat straight on the wooden railing chair in the Ten Mile Pavilion.

There is a lot of love.

If it really doesn't work, just crush the wooden card in his palm, and when he drinks with Lao Jiang in the future, he won't raise his head, let him laugh as much as he wants.

It's just that as soon as he thought of the smugness that Lao Jiang might have in the future, the young man in the green shirt became angry.

If this realm allows him to recover half of his Xuan power, he has to let him see and understand, isn't he the eleventh demeanor of Zhongzhou?

The sword-eyed man sat on the back of a horse, and his eyes were either wandering thousands of miles away, wandering in his imagination, or staying on the young man in green shirt who seemed to have given up on explanation.

The old man in the broad robe on the back of another horse was wiping his long wooden sword, which was clean and shiny.

Although it pierced the previous two horses, there was not the slightest trace of blood on the wooden sword.

But the old man in the wide robe was still happy to wipe his long wooden sword.

In addition to those wandering rangers and good martial artists, there are also big factions recognized by the backsliding officials.

After all, it is a territory of tens of millions of square meters, and it is the shore of the land.

There are more than 100,000 people from good families who are recorded.

Why didn't a few people ask the immortals?

There are many of these big factions that are very mixed, and if you say who is the most powerful among them, it is really difficult to compare.

But if you say, which major sects are the most mysterious, and this mystery is not what has been closed for many years, and it is not in harmony with the world.

Rather, they are in the world, but they feel far away in heaven.

True Sword Mountain is one of the most mysterious sects.

All of his disciples are swords.

The old man in the wide robe, Chen Zangfeng, is from the True Sword Mountain, and in the Daxuan Dynasty under this mountain, he is really a master of the world.

As for why such a worldly master is next to the sword-eyed man, it is another chewy origin story.

The identity of the man with sword eyebrows will naturally not be the son of a member of the military department as Meng Kuo guessed, let alone ordinary, surnamed Zhu Moli, Zhu Moli, the fourth son of Emperor Xuanxin.

is also the most unloved one, because the fourth prince Zhu Moli's maiden family is not good, and even the four princes are not welcomed.

The royal marriage is not about the beauty and virtue of the words, but the clan power of the woman who marries the woman, whether it is equal to whether it can constitute a help.

Coincidentally, the fourth prince's uncle's family is not good.

From this new emperor's personal expedition, the arrangements made by the imperial capital city can also be roughly glimpsed.

The eldest prince is in charge of supervising the country, and he is in charge of the government, and he is clearly going to be the next successor to cultivate, and the second prince has received the authority of a general guard, and the emperor is peaceful, but he, the fourth prince, is an idle prince.

Nothing.

Therefore, the fourth prince, Zhu Moli, can only find trouble for himself.

On horseback, Zhu Moli seemed to be waiting for a little bit of annoyance, and asked softly to Chen Zangfeng, an old man in a wide robe, on the side: "Chen Xianfeng, can you tell if this young man in green shirt is a remnant of the Ran family?"

Even for this high-ranking person who spends a lot of money every month, it is more that Zhu Moli wants to know whether the other party has anything to do with that Ran character.

Chen Zangfeng stopped wiping the wooden sword in his hand, skillfully inserted it back into the scabbard, and lost it behind him again.

Then he turned his head to look at the young man in the green shirt in the Ten Mile Pavilion.

After a little muttering, he said: "I don't know if this person is the remnant of the Ran family that His Highness hopes, but this person's face is particularly extraordinary, he has great luck, and he is ......."

The old man in the wide robe, Chen Zangfeng, did not continue to speak, but thought for a moment.

The fourth prince, Zhu Moli, was a little impatient and curious: "Chen worships and says, what kind of law is it?"

Chen Zangfeng hummed in a low voice and continued: "And I use the secret method of the mountain gate to view its three souls and six spirits, but I always can't see it in the clouds. ”

Chen Zangfeng remembered a thoughtful sentence from Shanmen, alone in the deep fog, stretching his hand to pull the clouds, the clouds and mist are clouds.

For some reason, Chen Zangfeng suddenly appeared in his mind the words and words that he had accidentally observed in the mountain gate.

It is said that going up the mountain to cultivate is to seek immortals and ask, but these people are still just mortal bodies, how can they get out of this world.

Don't look at how heroic and chic he is when he kills people with his sword, but if he encounters a hundred cavalry, he can only flee in the wilderness, and it is still unknown if he can't escape from the thousand cavalry.

If it is an army of 10,000 people, I am afraid that their mountain gate is in danger.

Don't look at the new emperor's release of the Imperial City Division all over the Daxuan Dynasty this time, it is clearly to slaughter rangers and martial artists, but these so-called famous factions are just group rangers and martial artists who have the nod of the officials.

The first thing the commander of the Imperial City Division did was not to dig three feet into the ground to search for local good martial artists and sword-carrying rangers, but to lead a large army to visit the local mountain sects.

If you encounter those unreasonable and accustomed to the gate faction of the immortals on the mountain, a real mountain bandit will be staged, and these mountain factions will also see the real dynasty iron horse.

There are many sects that have been slaughtered, some of them are known to him Chen Zangfeng, and even familiar to them, but there are more that he does not know.

The current mountain sects finally know one thing, the sect is just a personal power after all, and when they encounter a behemoth like the dynasty and the country, they can only bow their heads.

Unless it is to build the sword that is recorded in the foundation to split the mountains and break the river.

Otherwise, you have to practice hard with your tail between your legs.

The True Sword Mountain where Chen Zangfeng is located is naturally also among the visits of the Iron Cavalry of the Great Xuan Dynasty, otherwise he, an elder who can quickly rank up to the ancestors in the True Sword Mountain, would not appear on the side of this Great Xuan Prince, and be such an idle worship.

"Chen Xianfeng, what do you think of that Zhan Yan?" Zhu Moli suddenly asked.

Zhan Yan is the ordinary man who rode a scarred horse, and called himself.

The origin is somewhat similar to Chen Zangfeng, they are all people from the mountain gate who have to go down the mountain, as for the sect called the Heavenly Providence Sect in the other party's mouth, he Chen Zangfeng is unheard of.

After thinking about it, he said the sentence that he had seen in the mountain gate classics.

"Stretch your hands to pluck the clouds, the clouds and mist are clouds. ”

The fourth prince, Zhu Moli, laughed suddenly, and replied softly, "Yes." ”

Chen Zangfeng recalled in his mind that he had come all the way, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the new Emperor Xuan and some public opinions about the four princes.

In the end, hearing is still false.

In the Ten Mile Pavilion, Wu Chen, who had been watching the play for a long time, suddenly looked back, and only felt that the ordinary man on horseback was very interesting.